It was night, there was a heavy rain, the spring breeze pavilion was full of blood, and the long street was already full of blood, and there were piles of corpses. There were dead gang rats, dead military elites, and practitioners from far away countries.
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There are only two opponents among them. One is Chunfengting Lao Chaochao Xiaoshu, the leader of the Yulong Gang.
Another one was the close guard invited by Chao Xiaoshu, the woodcutter Ning Que from Subi Lake. After a series of battles, they also faced the real enemy. Wang Jinglue, who knew his fate and was invincible, was also in the Dongxuan realm.
Chao Xiaoshu, the peak great swordsman, was actually not his enemy. As for Ning Que, he was not a practitioner, and he was not even qualified to fight, so he was easily swept away by Wang Jinglue.
"Oh? There are helpers?" Wang Jingli looked at the figure appearing in the rainy night, and became slightly more interested, but soon he said disdainfully, "How dare you come to die with a mere Dongxuan cultivation level?"
Yang Wuyue said unhurriedly, "I heard that there was a prodigy a few years ago. He became enlightened at the age of six and was free from confusion at the age of eleven. He entered the Dongxuan at the age of sixteen. In the next few years, he climbed from the lower level of the Dongxuan to the Dongxuan.
Xuan Shangpin, even the legendary realm of knowing one's fate, has only a very small sliver left. With the help of the academy's inadequacy, he has won the name of victory one after another. Those who know one's fate have never been defeated, so he got the name, below one's knowing one's fate, he is invincible Wang Jinglue.
.Unfortunately, I have not yet entered Zhiming, so your invincibility under Zhiming ends here."
"It's you?" Ning Que showed a hint of surprise.
"Whoa!" Yang Wuyue's figure suddenly shot over, and he had already settled down in an instant, with terrifying vitality condensing on his fist.
"Strong martial arts master!" Wang Jinglue's expression changed slightly. He was a telepathic master. Using telepathy to kill people in the air requires meditation and time. What masters like them fear most is being approached.
Unexpectedly, the intention was released instantly, and the rain between heaven and earth was guided, burying all thoughts with the richness of the water. However, what surprised Wang Jing slightly was that he did not sense any thoughts, which was very strange.
If there is no weapon, the intention is invisible and traceless. A gentleman does not have the weapon, so he does not need to stick to any formal rules, but that is also relative. If you want to use water to use means, you must arouse the meaning of water.
He was able to wash away all the artistic conceptions under Zhiming with heavy rain. This was due to his invincible self-confidence. Previously, Chao Xiaoshu's sharp sword intent was washed away by him, but at this moment, he could not find any trace.
What surprised him even more was that the spiral wind condensed on the shadow of Yang Wuyue's fist, and the domineering fist force tore apart the heavy defenses in front of him.
"Wow!"
He dodged the punch sideways, and there was a muffled sound behind him. The Chunfeng Pavilion collapsed due to the punch.
"You dare to be distracted when fighting with me!" Yang Wuyue's figure came closer this time. The figure was extremely ghostly. A terrifying strong wind arose from his arms, and fist shadows were blasted out, trying to crush Wang Jinglue into a
Meat paste.
"Boy, your method is extraordinary, but it's a pity that you know your fate after all!" Wang Jinglue smiled disdainfully, and he could judge Yang Wuyue's general strength with just one move. The strength was indeed terrifying, but it was nothing to worry about.
"Boom!" The water flow gathered together, and one after another circled around him and formed a ball of water. Driven by the surging telekinesis, it turned into a rolling river, and the undercurrent destroyed Yang Wuyue's fist strength.
The water flow was turbulent, and the undercurrent was even more ferocious. The invincible Wang Jinglue, who knew his destiny, had enough mental power to look down upon anyone under the cave, but this time he ran into a wall.
"Tiangang Yuanqi!"
The vigorous Tiangang turned into body-protecting vitality. The quality of the Haoran Qi cultivated by Yang Wuyue is not much worse than the vitality of heaven and earth.
"All rivers return to the sea!" The huge energy stirred up the power of heaven and earth, instantly forming a force field. No matter how Wang Jinglue used his methods, it was just strangled with his power.
"That's all you have?" Yang Wuyue was very dissatisfied. The Dongxuan had indeed understood many mysteries so far, but Wang Jinglue was not as strong as the legend said.
"I don't mean it!" Wang Jinglue roared, and even greater power of thought surged up.
The academy's unique knowledge has no intention, and the gentleman has no ability. There is no trace to be found. The invisible power of thought is like ten thousand blue dragons, covering the entire range of arrogance.
Facing such a martial arts master, you must not let him get close and can only use a large-scale crushing attack.
The power of his mind was arrogant and overwhelming. The surrounding stalls, gravel and wood were all crushed by his power of mind, rolled up, and turned into sharp blades for attack.
Since Wang Jinglue is said to be invincible, he naturally has a strong trump card.
Metaphysically speaking, a person is a gentleman, so naturally he cannot completely abide by the established rules.
The so-called "no tool" means that there is no way to find traces of its external appearance. It is like a claw in the snow and mud. It is suddenly in the east and suddenly in the west. It is impossible to know where the snow is trembling. When you want to move, you can move it at will.
Act without intention.
How does the enemy know what you want?
What the Academy does not emphasize is to follow one's will. Even I don't know where my mind is and how my opponent can guard against it.
Without the full force of his firepower, Yang Wuyue felt that he had fallen into a whirlpool. Invisible attacks were everywhere and impossible to guard against.
"Academy is not aware of it, it's really powerful!" Yang Wuyue took several attacks one after another, but was unable to detect where the attack came from.
Faced with this kind of almost rogue attack, Tiangang Yuanqi Crush cannot defeat it.
"Have you ever seen snow falling on the earth?" Yang Wuyue said calmly.
"Not good!" At this moment, Wang Jinglue felt the terrifying killing intent, the sharp edge! The sharp edge suddenly rose, cutting in two, and the terrifying killing move to cut off everything suddenly came out.
"Cang!" The dazzling sword light instantly tore apart the formless, formless and unfettered indifference that filled the sky, turning it into the true meaning of killing and destruction like snow falling all over the sky. The snow falling all over the sky turned out to be destruction. It doesn't matter what you do.
Where is the weapon's intention? It is covered by the snow all over the sky. Countless thoughts are injured by Yang Wuyue's sword intention. The violent sword gang gathers the killing energy and goes straight to Wang Jinglue's facade.
I have to cut him in half before I give up!
"Ice intention?" Wang Jinglue's expression suddenly changed, he frantically mobilized the vitality of heaven and earth, and placed seven layers of protective shields in front of him. The sharp edge cut off the seven protective shields one after another, and struck him blankly.
However, it did not blow him away. A green light suddenly appeared on his body. The green light was like a sky curtain, covering the sky within an inch. Mysterious runes, triple sigils, and numerous dense talismans were flowing on it.
Breath, an ancient tic-tac-toe with two horizontal and two vertical lines in the middle.
"Tic Tac Toe Talisman?" Yang Wuyue knew in her heart who the person coming was, but she also wanted to try to see if she could defeat the Talisman Master's method.
The Hanming Ancient Sword in his hand suddenly started to tremble. This was the first time Yang Wuyue had used all his strength to make a move. He had no idea what level his mental power had reached, so he used all his strength to use the sword at this moment.
The swordsman is the one who kills people with flying swords based on his thoughts, and he is the best in the world in terms of being able to defeat heaven, earth, gods and demons. He only has one sword. At this moment, his ruthless cutting technique burst out with a sword that reaches its peak.
Without the need for internal force, the vitality of heaven and earth gathered together crazily, destroying tyrannically, freezing, and annihilating.
"Absolutely! Absolutely! Absolutely!"
"The Tian Jue Demon Sect's True Gang of Extermination coincides with the intention of destroying the heaven and the earth!" Yang Wuyue has deduced the Tian Gang Jue Ming Shou and the Tian Jue Sword Formation, but he has not yet developed magical powers and cannot practice them. At this moment, because of the sword,
The intention is reached and the meaning of annihilation is understood.
"Wow!"
With a wave of the sword, the swords all over the sky gathered together, and the crazy sword intent turned into a terrifying thirty-six-meter sword that crashed down.