Descending from the Heavens: Comments on the Top Ten Myths of Martial Arts Chapter 219 Dugu swordsmanship shows off its power! Shocking! A living god who has lived for more than a thousand years?
Chapter 219 Dugu swordsmanship shows off its power! Shocking! A living god who has lived for more than a thousand years?
In a certain mountain forest.
At this moment, a layer of thick fog is emerging on the mountain. There is a layer of demonic interference in the thick fog, making it impossible for machines outside the mountain to confirm the specific coordinates of the mountain temple.
As a result, it will be impossible to carry out concentrated fire attacks.
In the mountain forest, Wei Yuan's pair of eyes filled with a little bit of pale white energy could only see an extremely strong demonic energy, which was emanating from the man in white in front of him, vaguely turning into a lying figure.
There is a ferocious tiger, and all around the tiger are kneeling ghosts.
To an outsider, this incredible scene looks like a hermit sitting alone in the mountains playing the piano, but in Wei Yuan's eyes, it looks like a great demon king surrounded by a group of ghosts.
The surrounding warriors were momentarily frightened by the demonic aura that shrouded the mountain, making their movements slow.
At this moment, Wei Yuan was running this "Zhen Qi Gong Technique", and there was a flow of Qi in his blood, which made him fine.
Wei Yuan knew in his heart that if he wanted to deal with the big demon that had broken free from the seal, he would need support from the rear, and whether the rear could be positioned accurately would require the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion next to him. Therefore, in this emergency situation,
, there is no reason for him to hesitate!
Tear!
In an instant, the sword in Wei Yuan's hand was slightly raised and slashed downwards. The sword screamed fiercely, and a demon was directly killed.
Not far away, the man in white looked at Wei Yuan, who was still able to move freely, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
After pondering for a moment, Wei Yuan temporarily sheathed the sword in his hand, clasped his fists with both hands, and said to Tiger Tiger: "Tiger Tiger, before we fight, I have something to ask you."
Wei Yuan is also taking a gamble. Since the tiger is playing the piano here, he obviously thinks he is elegant, and he takes the initiative to show up and wait. He is obviously also an arrogant person.
Hearing this, the man in white did not take action, but frowned slightly and looked at Wei Yuan with a pair of yellow-brown eyes.
Wei Yuan's move was originally to delay time, but at this moment, he really had a question.
He thought of the figures that appeared in his dream and said slowly:
"A few days ago, Dong Yu's incident was probably the work of a tiger. Let's just ask, when she ended up like that, did the tiger intervene in it... And in the case of the Tian family's bone girl, the Li family's soul-changing method was not the same.
It’s like an ordinary peasant girl’s income, but is it the work of a tiger?!”
Listening to what Wei Yuan said, the tiger laughed suddenly and said lightly: "What's the matter with my Tao?!"
"So you think they ended up like this because of my intervention?"
"Do you still feel in your heart that such things are caused by us, not the human race?"
"Hahaha, wrong!"
"…………"
"As for the poor woman a few days ago, she was abducted and trafficked, beaten to death by her husband's family, and her body was dumped at the foot of the mountain. There was no monster in it. It was all done by people, but that is the border of my mountain. Seeing that poor woman
The woman's resentment persisted, so I went to take a look. I have seen for thousands of years that what you and other human beings have done is far worse than the monsters in your mouth."
The tiger laughed and said: "I am a monster in the mountain after all."
He looked at Wei Yuan and asked curiously: "Speaking of which, I also have a question."
"Not to mention Dong Yu's incident, the bone girl incident happened in the third year of Yongping in the Han Dynasty. It's more than a thousand years ago. How do you know it in such detail?"
Everyone else in the field and the camp behind were all quiet.
In silence, Wei Yuan raised his sword and said calmly: "It's just what I saw in the classics."
"Oh? What kind of book is it?"
"No comment."
At this moment, a warrior finally restrained the invasion of this great demon-level evil spirit. He opened his eyes angrily, raised his hand suddenly, and took off the personal weapon behind his back. Wei Yuan reacted instantly and stepped out of the way.
In front of him, the eight-sided Han sword in his hand was swung out with its scabbard, helping the warrior block the fatal blow.
Next, there is a duel between high-tech weapons and sorcery.
After a while, in order to help the soldiers behind him retreat smoothly, Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and decided to cut off the rear.
On the bumpy mountain roadside, Wei Yuan gritted his teeth, turned his steps, and reversed the retreating movement. The eight-sided Han sword he held in his hand thrust out suddenly and hit the strings. This kind of reaction
The shock force also caused the blood in his chest and abdomen to surge. Then, he turned his wrist and forcibly mobilized the "Crouching Tiger Art"!
Blessed by true energy and blessed by magic formula.
At this moment, the Eight-sided Han Sword in Wei Yuan's hand suddenly accelerated in speed. He retreated and fought, blocking all the strings of the piano with the force of the dragon sword.
Crackling!
Suddenly, as the two collided, a burst of sparks was mixed with the brilliant sword light, like a blizzard in the midsummer sun.
"The Way of the Sword"!
At the same time, during the fight between Wei Yuan and Tiger Tiger, he unconsciously displayed some of the "Sword and Kendo" skills. With the sharp edge of the blade in his hand, his true energy circulated and the sword wind was swift.
It also allows him to fight this tiger to the end!
"This sharp sword is really powerful..."
During the fight, Wei Yuan saw that he could actually compete with the tiger. In his heart, he couldn't help but feel deeply shocked at the power of this [Swordsman Myth].
You know, Wei Yuan is just observing these [Myths of Swordsmanship] and passively imitating one of the sword techniques. However, it allows him to erase thousands of years of combat experience and follow this tiger to fight...
This is simply unbelievable.
After a while, the tiger's mouth of Wei Yuan's sword was cracked open, dripping with blood, and looked even more miserable.
On the opposite side, the tiger's wound healed instantly, but his expression suddenly changed. It was a mixture of anger and a hint of fear. He finally noticed the faint aura released by Wei Yuan from the Crouching Tiger waistband. "It turns out it's you..."
…………
Ten minutes later.
A thick black smoke rose into the sky.
The construction area that just seemed like a fairyland turned into ruins and was submerged in a sea of burning fire.
The tiger, who had looked calm and composed before, suddenly turned pale, and his aura had weakened. It was as if a breath had been directly drawn out of his body. He was no longer completely unable to resist. Wei Yuan took the initiative.
He pressed a button on his special combat uniform and injected this specially prepared potion into his body. Suddenly, the consumed mana in his Dantian was rapidly regenerated.
At this moment, a dense fog lingered around the tiger's body, and his deep voice was mixed with the roar of a tiger, making him look extremely angry.
"It is indeed you, Captain Sili. No wonder you know what happened back then. No wonder you call me Tiger King instead of Tiger King. You are the only ones in the world who would call me that..."
"It was your ancestors who established this place in this mountain."
"Zhang Daoling is dead, and his disciples and grandchildren are too far away from here."
"This suppressed hatred for thousands of years, as well as the hatred of today, I will seek repayment from you first!!!"
Boom!
At this time, in front of Wei Yuan, the space shook, and a white light curtain blooming with holy brilliance suddenly unfolded out of thin air!
The white light is bright and supreme.
This aura containing supreme power suppressed his body in an instant and froze the tiger in place. At this moment, this holy radiance froze all the spaces around the entire mountain road. …………
In the camp at the foot of the mountain, everyone finally saw that the mountain temple had been bombed, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the officer's expression paused. He thought of what he heard from the tiger before, nodded slowly, and said: "He is the man who has read many classics. He is well-informed and deserves to be the owner of the museum."<
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"Connect his communication..."
In an instant, a sound mixed with tiger roars came from the instrument. It seemed that it was affected by this wave of demonic power. The clarity of the communication was constantly decreasing, but the rapid tiger roars still made people unable to stop.
My heart is trembling and my scalp is numb. I can imagine how powerless it is to face the threat of this demon king.
On the side, even if the technician tried his best to adjust the instrument, the sound full of hatred still only sounded intermittently.
"It's really you..."
"No wonder you know...to call me Tiger Tiger..."
"It was you... Shasha... who kept me in this mountain."
"Zhang Daoling is dead... This hatred that has been suppressed for more than a thousand years, and... I will... ask you to get it back!!!"
Finally, along with the clicking sound after the roar of the tiger, there was a rustling sound from the instrument.
Obviously, this instrument has been damaged.
However, the field was completely silent.
At this moment, there was only one thought left in the minds of these officers and subordinates: Is this museum owner a living god who has survived for more than a thousand years?