Duan Siping stood in front of the tall dragon chair, lowering his head and looking down at the young man in front of him. His thick eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, revealing his dignity. His tall body naturally exuded a heart-stopping power.
The void body remained motionless, staring intently at Duan Siping above. He kept raising his left hand slightly, but there was still no movement. This made Duan Siping feel even more strange. This feeling of being incomprehensible and out of control made him feel
His brows furrowed even more tightly.
In the end, he really didn't want to wait any longer. He was the founding emperor of Dali, with peerless grace and arrogance in the world. He had never waited for anyone like this. This young man made him really angry.
If the previous action was just to punish this person who did not understand etiquette and disrespected the imperial power, he had never regarded the other person as a person worth caring about in his heart, so now he was punishing someone who made him uneasy and angry.
This caught his eye and deserved his attention.
This slight attention meant a more terrifying blow than before. He raised his right hand again, this time extending his index finger, the Shang Yang Sword.
The right index finger is the most flexible and most used finger among the ten fingers of the human body. Except for a few left-handers who are good at using their left hands, everyone will admit that their right index finger is the most convenient to use.
The Shang Yang Sword contains the internal force in the body in the index finger of the right hand, and then bursts out with the movement of thoughts. The Shang Yang Sword is the most flexible and versatile, and can best be used to obtain the word "flexibility" in swordsmanship. The fingers are light.
Moving, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, making it unpredictable and inevitable.
Duan Siping was moved. He used his actions to tell Xuxu what Shang Yang Sword was. With a scoff, an invisible sword energy spurted out from his fingertips, and a sharp sword pierced Xuxu's chest.
Xingwu's left hand remained unchanged, his palm still facing the big chun tree floating behind, trying his best to absorb the mysterious and unpredictable power of life. He gently raised his right hand, the movement seemed to be very slow, but also very fast, the wrist was slightly
Bend, the palm is lowered, as weak as soft water.
When the arm was raised to shoulder height, the five fingers of the drooping palm suddenly rose up, and a majestic force spurted out, turning quietly, from extremely soft to hard, unpredictable and mysterious.
With a gentle touch of his right palm, he wiped away the fierce sword energy that had been fired, just like wiping off a wisp of dust stained on the seat, easily and naturally.
But only Wuwu knows how difficult it is. What is erased is not a wisp of dust, but a sharp sword energy that can penetrate the cracked gold stone. It is like a person trying to erase a sharp edge with his own flesh and blood.
Sharp metal, if you are not careful, it will lead to broken bones and tendons.
tsk tsk
Duan Siping kept moving his index finger. He stood high on top and looked down, as if a supreme god was standing on the clouds. He stretched out his hand and wrote down some mantras and wise words below. The thick clouds and fog around him continued.
His body was tumbling and stirring, boiling under the sharp and horizontal sword energy bursting out from his fingertips.
Xue Wu kept wiping his right hand back and forth in front of him. If Duan Siping moved his fingers slightly, the sword energy emitted would change in a very large direction, and Xue Wu had to make a big move to block it.
On his palm, it was as if he was holding a Buddha bowl. Under the clouds, he struggled to catch up with the pen and ink flowing down from the sky and the earth above.
From behind, Zhao Lin looked at this strange scene. Above, Duan Siping's index finger moved continuously, raising it up and down, as if writing wild cursive, and countless sharp sword energy kept coming from his finger.
The tip burst out, the sword energy was sharp, slashing straight down, densely packed, like a violent wind and rain falling directly, the lightning and thunder were loud and terrifying.
And below, Xianwu spread his legs, making a solid horse stance, and kept wiping his right hand back and forth. Those sharp and terrifying sword energies fell one after another, and when they reached his palm, they were all silenced, and everything was calm.
Duan Siping frowned deeply. After such a long time, why is it that the true energy in this young man's body is still so abundant, as if it is inexhaustible? Even if he has the Beiming Divine Art, it is impossible for his true energy to be exhausted.
With a thought, in his tall body, the majestic and vast true energy like a river surged like a dragon, rushing through his unknown wide and strong meridians and bursting out from his fingertips.
tsk tsk
The sharp sound of breaking through the air became louder and louder, the sound was sharp and harsh, and more powerful sword energy roared out, slashing towards the void with more terrifying power, and the surrounding smoke rolled like a chao,
Rushing like a horse.
Xianwu opened his eyes fiercely and let out a low roar. All the energy in his body rushed toward his right hand without any reservation. The sound was overwhelming. Behind him, Zhao Lin even heard roars and roars, and the river was rolling.
On the other side, his left hand was raised without scruple this time, facing Duan Zhengchun from a distance. He was startled, and the sword energy in his hand paused, but after waiting for a while, he did not
Feel something from this movement of nothingness.
He felt annoyed and had a stern look on his face, thinking that the young man in front of him was actually teasing him, so he moved even faster, and terrifying sword energy burst out.
His true energy seemed to be endless. Behind him, the broad yellow robe spread out, and the big green chun tree suddenly started to sway, its branches and leaves whirling, and it made a wonderful sound like a silver bell, like the chanting of Buddha's voice.
, in this fierce battle scene, it resounded lightly.
The three of them felt calm and peaceful in their hearts, as if they had forgotten that they were in the middle of a fierce battle. The sharp sword energy containing terrifying power, the rolling clouds, and the slightest trace of fireworks could no longer be seen.
On the contrary, it seems to be following a certain rhythm, making people feel kind and happy, and feel peaceful.
Thousands of rays of light fell from the green branches and leaves, falling on Duan Siping's body, making his whole body look sacred and bright, ethereal and out of the dust. The movements of his hands became faster and faster, and the sharp and terrifying sword energy seemed to
Continuously flowing down, rushing out, but people seem relaxed and freehand, so free and easy.
, at this moment a feeling of spiritual bliss arose in my heart.
The five fingers of his right hand suddenly came together, and the thumb, index finger, and middle finger were gently pinched together. The Buddha held the flower and smiled. He did not hold the flower in his hand, but the true energy spurting out from the palm of his hand.
The majestic true energy spurted out from the palm of his hand, and when he gently grasped it between his fingers, it was actually twisted together and formed into thin, invisible lines of energy, like a thin blade.
He lightly picked it up with his fingers, and then flicked it forward casually, as if the Buddha picked up a beautiful and delicate flower and threw it towards the people in front, spreading the Buddha's light and endless grace.
Whizzing
But as soon as the energy came out of his right hand, things were different. There was no free and easy expression, and the thin energy was like blades shooting out, whizzing forward, with boundless murderous intent, attacking the world.
Bang bang
The blade and sword energy collided together, making the sound of fireworks exploding, creating clusters of fireworks, as beautiful and gorgeous as the fireworks blooming in the sky.
Duan Siping was shocked and couldn't believe it. He didn't know why the man below suddenly became so powerful. His internal strength came from this. Why hasn't it been exhausted for so long? Even if his strength has been exhausted for hundreds of years, how could he?
How is it that you can enter that mysterious state of enlightenment like you did?
Suddenly, he glanced and saw the empty left hand that was always raised high and facing him in the distance. He was not facing himself, but the big chun tree behind him.
Thinking of this, his complexion suddenly changed drastically, and he was extremely green. A thick layer of evil aura filled his face, and his whole person became ferocious and terrifying, as if a beloved thing was suddenly shared by others, which made his heart ache.
,hate.
The big chun wood belongs to him. This is his only idea for more than a hundred years. No one can take it away. Even when Shao Hua came in person, he couldn't find it. No one in the world can share it with him.
Thinking of Shao Hua, there was a hint of fear on his face. That man was truly amazing and talented, truly terrifying. I wonder if he is still alive after so many years.
Huh, he must be dead. No matter how amazing and talented he is, he will always turn into a pile of loess in the face of time. Living is the most important thing. Living has hope. Living is the greatest capital in the world.
The big Chunmu was his only source of survival, and no one could touch it. He roared, and raised his black hair back. The energy surged all over his body. He raised his left hand and shot out sword energy with both hands.
It kept bursting out from his fingertips. This time, he moved both hands together.
He was actually connected to the Six Meridian Divine Sword so much that he could emit sword energy from all ten fingers of both hands. He saw the sword energy all over the sky falling towards him, like boundless weapons flying together, and the face of nothingness changed drastically.
"Flash!" he yelled, and with a backhand claw, he grabbed Zhao Lin and held him in his arms. With a move of his feet, Lingbo took a slight step forward, and the figure flashed. In this violent wind and rain,
Wandering among boundless weapons.
Invisible sword energy wiped away from his body. He hugged Zhao Lin with his right hand. The two of them seemed to be dodging in the hail of bullets. They might be hit at any time and then die with blood holes all over their bodies.
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"Lingbo Weibu," Duan Siping yelled, "You actually know how to Lingbo Weibu, and you dare to say you don't know Shao Hua." He roared, his face was hideous and scary, almost crazy.
The big Chun tree is his most important thing, his life, and absolutely allows anyone to touch it. Shao Hua is the person he fears the most, and is the nightmare of his life. If it weren't for this person, he wouldn't be here.
After hiding underground for more than a hundred years, he was not even sure whether the other party was dead or alive, and he did not dare to appear outside.
His most important thing was unexpectedly touched, and the martial arts of the person he feared the most appeared here. His heart was confused and he was crazy. He spat out crazy sword energy, as if he wanted to destroy everything.dd