In the time of Yunhuang, martial arts skills and spiritual masters' practice were divided into thirteen levels depending on their power and practice prospects. Foundation building, entry level, peep into the mysteries, superior, miraculous, profound knowledge, heaven-shaking, holy spirit, magical power
, destroy the world, supreme!
And the origin of his Six Gods Swordsmanship is the seventh-level legend!
Legend has it that at that time, the spiritual energy in the world was vast and there were countless spiritual treasures. Not only the cloud world produced many strong men. There were also many powerful people from other worlds in the fairyland, and even saints from the holy realm, who entered the cloud world.
Bringing countless miracles and secrets.
However, when the Yunhuang era ended, most of the techniques were lost. Either their inheritance was cut off in the successive wars, or they were taken to other realms by the strong men who left one after another. The remaining ones were all
Just the first six levels.
And even if they were created by Zong Weiran himself, the famous Wudingling Emperor Jue that he had already mastered in East Lin Yunlu, and the Xuanyue Muhuang Jue that Xuanyuan Yiren had learned, they were just the first to enter the sixth level of secret arts.
That’s it. And the secret Imperial Flame Burning Spirit Art of the Flame Bear Clan in Lieyan Mountain is simply the introductory technique of the Demon Emperor’s lineage.
And his Six Gods Sword Controlling Technique was at the legendary level from the beginning! And what he obtained back then was an improved version of a strong Saint Realm master.
When it reaches its peak, it has already been upgraded to the eighth level compared to the original version!
The division of martial arts in the Yunhuang era was meaningless at this time. Even in later generations, those martial arts skills and spiritual masters' practices were never reclassified.
But this shows how powerful this flying knife technique is!
After seeing the handsome middle-aged spiritual cultivator tell the name of his flying knife technique, he turned around and ran away without hesitation. Zong Shou raised his eyebrows again.
After a moment, he didn't care anymore.
As this person said, the six gods wielded swords, and the swords were fatal, and there was never a single fatal blow!
As long as you are within a thousand feet around you, even if your land galloping technique is comparable to those ancient beasts famous for their speed, it will be useless!
I felt that the zhenqi in my body, which had been slightly depleted due to the two consecutive sword attacks, had recovered a little. My big sleeves immediately waved again, and another Yunyan flying knife penetrated from the sleeves and struck hundreds of feet away.
When it penetrated the invisible air barrier formed by the spiritual formation on the city wall, the shadow of the knife flashed, and the blade made a high-speed spiral, and forcibly passed through. Without slowing down at all, he rushed towards the middle-aged man in white.
to.
The middle-aged man surnamed Xue also vaguely felt the sharp blade chasing after him, and immediately let out a sharp roar. He shot out ten spiritual talismans in a row, chanting spiritual words, and immediately hung up a violent wind blast behind him. It was faintly visible.
Countless wind blades were swirling and cutting inside. Some of the surrounding soldiers, unable to escape, were cut into pieces of flesh and blood.
This way is under the blow of this hurricane. Even if it is the legendary Liushen sword, no matter how brilliant Zong Shou's sword control technique is, it will still be deflected at this moment, even if it is not completely blown away or hit by the wind blade.
If it is broken, it should be difficult to hurt yourself.
But when he turned around again, he felt that his heart had almost stopped beating. He saw the flying knife less than two feet long piercing the edge in the strong wind. Although it was also swinging, it was always able to avoid it just right.
The most intense winds pierced through the edge of the wind blade. Although the trajectory changed somewhat, for some unknown reason, it made him feel that it was several times more dangerous than before.
The middle -aged surname of Xue suddenly groaned, and he pressed the anecdotes floating in his heart. When the figure passed through the side of the side of the city wall, he sank immediately. Then, as he expected, the flying knife began to start the first first.
The second change. The tip of the knife is equally tilted, and the side is chased by the side. As the clouds are fog, the true body is still not seen. With the sinking momentum, the speed is even more JI.
The middle age of Xue's surname was not panic, and the one was very calm. It attracted the Yunyun flying knife, and it was the second change. It has been chased to the three feet.
The throat is penetrated. The middle -aged surname of the snow is not only surprising, but a few smiles on the face. Even the six gods and royal knives, in this congenital state, it is never possible to do it like a spirit teacher sword repair.
Smart. Just avoid this time, you can be safe.
The six gods and swords, there are no deficiency, but it is not unable to break it!
This idea flashed in his heart, and his figure was also a changeable figure under the urging of the spirit. The flying knife has changed twice, and it is impossible to chase himself.
However, the next moment, the middle age of the surname of Xue was the fierce eyes. The signs of the heart, not only the technique decreased, but at this moment, it rose to the extreme.
wrong!
Looking back at behind him, and then in his heart xiong, it was instantly cold. I saw the mouth of the Yunyun flying knife, and when it seemed to be passing by him, suddenly a shot of fire and ice sprayed.
Water and fire spiral. Then the flying knife only used such a bit of backbuilding, but it turned to change the direction again, and then flew into it again.
"Three changes! How is it possible? ...,
The middle -aged surname of the Snow surnamed a stern roar, and couldn't maintain the calmness that kept it. There were several consecutive guards on the body, and countless spiritual Hun power was entered at the feet.
Fold the figure.
He has not been in the realm of the day trip, and this body is still important to him!
It was almost dying, but it still failed to avoid it. It was shocked to the body in the middle of the middle and right shoulder.
"Boom, a bang, hit the sky blood mist.
When the knife lights out of the body, when flying into the distance. On his right shoulder, a hole with a large bowl of mouth also appears. The middle age of Xue surnames only feels like a dramatic pain, and 〖Body〗 is also in the body.
That spiral energy, bumped into the soreness and blood, the blood declined, God Hun was also a fierce withered decline.
On the wall of the city wall, although it is unable to look back, but the consciousness can be perceived, but the situation behind him is in the middle of the mind.
The meaning of fear.
In this world, how can there be such a horrible flying knife? If it is the one who faces that knife, what will it? Can you escape from that Yunyun flying knife?
In my heart, I couldn't wait to escape when I couldn't stand up. But at this moment, I couldn't move. The power of the power with countless thunders in front of my eyes and the impact of Zong Yuan have broken the intangible gas barriers covering outside the city wall.
On the top, not only Hun locks him, but also looks like an eagle, but he is also watching coldly. The flickering cold mang of the gun is also a photographer.
Chengzhu's arrogance is in hand, leaving only the regrets of Sisi.
He was originally a general of the same level in Qiantian Mountain and a subordinate of the Demon King. If he had known this earlier, why would he have risked his life for Grandmaster Yuan's small kindness?
At the beginning, I never thought that the prince of Qiantian Mountain had reached the innate realm in martial arts, and his spiritual skills were so exaggerated that he entered the realm of night wandering!
The flying knife technique in his hand was so powerful that he almost died with the knife. Even Mr. Xue, who was the Eight Talisman Huanyang Spirit Master, was severely injured by the knife.
The people in front of them, whether it is Zong Shou Zong Lan or the newly promoted unparalleled general Zhong Purple Thunder Spear, are all terrifyingly powerful! And when they work together, they are even more desperate.
The next moment, Zong Yuan was seen taking a step forward and rushing towards him. You Wusheng was startled and immediately eliminated all distracting thoughts. In his hand, the spiritual bow made three soft sounds of "Pop" Peng "Pop". Three bows. The sharp arrows from the wolf fangs were shot out one after another like shooting stars.
It is less than twelve feet tall, and even the peak Xuanwu Sect master who has merged nine spiritual veins will be forced back by his arrows.
But he saw Zongyuan's gun suddenly trembling. He raised it and knocked away the first arrow. The tip of the gun flicked down again and hit the second wolf-fang arrow. Thunder danced wildly. , the arrow actually missed.
And when Zongyuan's second spear trembled, it was the third arrow that was shot from the bowstring. With a twist and a shock, the iron arrows and steel spears made a series of "buzzing, light ringing" .Finally, the last wolf-fang arrow was blown away.
Zong Yuan's tiger's mouth was already bleeding out from the shock. But he still kept his arm firmly inserted into the steel, swung the steel spear, and pierced into the shadow of the heavy sword that You Wusheng hurriedly waved.
"Those who rebel against me will die!" The electric snake flashed wildly in an instant, and with just one shot, You Wusheng's head was shattered like a watermelon. The remaining corpses were also shattered by the vast electricity.
After glancing around for a while, I saw that the soldiers and archers around them were retreating away like a tide. Especially those of You Wusheng's trusted subordinates, their faces were extremely pale.
Some people still can't believe that these three Xuanwu masters were killed consecutively in just a dozen breaths.
That overwhelming aura of domineering power that could block the killing of gods made almost everyone on the city wall lose all courage at this moment.
"Is that really the crown prince of our Qiantian Mountain? Doesn't it mean that he can't practice? Why is he so strong?" "This Purple Thunder Spear Zongyuan is actually so powerful! I heard someone say the day before yesterday that this man once led a group of soldiers in the Ruo Strait. Three thousand iron cavalry defeated the 400,000-strong coalition army of the two cities of Yunxia Lieyan. They killed four Xuanwu Grandmasters in a row. I didn't believe it before, but now it seems that it is true." "The prince is a night wandering spiritual master, and he has this unparalleled ability. The name is a close subordinate. This position of the Demon King,
Isn't it decided? That Zong Shi and others are just wishful thinking, and they dare to compete with the prince for the throne." At this moment, on the city wall, although everyone did not say anything, their thoughts were mixed, and there was no intention to fight in their eyes.
Zong Yuan was too lazy to pay attention and kept looking at the middle-aged spiritual master who was walking away with his weapon. He still held the purple thunder steel spear tightly in his hand. As long as his strength recovered a little, he could kill this man. Under the gun.
The next moment, there was only a loud bang from below. It was Zong Lan who cut the city gate open with one knife. Then he stepped into the city on horseback and threw the horse-cutting sword in his hand, flying straight into the sky.