Is this the integration of spirit and martial arts? Wei Xu was slightly frightened, his heart beating out of rhythm, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Extremely focused, he carefully sensed and identified the part of his borrowed true energy and soul power. He hadn't yet come into contact with Zong Shou's.
The body has become one, completely integrated.
If this part is due to the fact that he has already integrated spiritual arts and martial arts into one, Zong Shou can easily do it.
So the situation where all the forces in Zong Shou's body are harmonious and harmonious is clearly a sign that they are about to be completely integrated into one!
There is no conflict or disharmony. No matter what aspect of performance, it is in line with the standard concept in his mind.
The mixture of soul power and true energy also caused Zong Shou's energy to suddenly increase several times! It was really a mixture of spirit and martial arts!
Wei Xu was once again stunned, and even the mountain below him almost forgot to maintain it. Until he felt a shaking sensation under his feet, he suddenly woke up. With just a slight step forward, the entire mountain was fixed again.
"So, I made a lot of money this time?"
Thinking about the master of the Sword Sect who had given up, Wei Xu didn't have any intention of taking pleasure in his misfortune. He was actually about the same with that master now.
He, Wei Xu, actually lost his sight, really lost his sight! He is fourteen years old, has two innate meridians, travels in the night realm, and is a psychic with swordsmanship. He also needs to add the word "spiritual and martial arts unity" at the end! What kind of monster is this? Could it be God's blessing?
Monster clan? Don’t cut off their vitality?
After pondering for a moment, Wei Xu could only sigh slightly: "Master, you are blessed by your spirit in heaven. After all, I have also found a top inheritance brother for you. You must protect me, Wei Xu, from those few in the future.
Senior brother, give me a good beating."
In the center of the mountain peak, there was another 'boom' sound. The old man in black had his beard and hair scattered, and his whole body was completely smashed into the ground.
The seventh sword! The eighth sword! The ninth sword! The tenth sword!
Just like forging iron, with the inertia, the sword struck down, and there was no change at all.
The old man in black, however, had a golden-purple complexion. He could dodge and move about as much as he wanted, and resist with all his strength.
But he still couldn't avoid it and couldn't stop the sword energy from hitting him. But the damn little one above him was getting more harmonious with every breath of spiritual energy and energy, and the power of the sword energy naturally increased.
I have a vague feeling that this person's true strength should not be at the level of heaven. I don't know if he can control a power dozens of times beyond the limit at the level of earth chakra. How come his body hasn't collapsed yet?
Then I was suddenly shocked, why hasn't this mountain collapsed? Where did this Zongshou borrow such amazing power?
His consciousness was already cold, but now he was even more surprised. Almost all his spiritual senses were concentrated towards where Wei Xu was standing.
Then the next moment, he no longer cares about anything. He dives directly into the depths of the ground and escapes to the distance.
"Want to escape?"
Zong Shou stepped into the air, opened his drunken eyes, and saw the old man in black suddenly disappearing into the pit. He was furious: "I haven't had enough, so I'm not allowed to escape!"
With another swing of the sword, the sword light was fully displayed, and it was approaching a thousand feet. The thunder-winged dragon snake suddenly became more powerful. Its body, which was originally a hundred feet long, exploded ten times in an instant! The fierce power was overwhelming.
!
With one swing of the sword, it penetrated directly into the mountain. It was like a sharp blade cutting into mashed tofu, easily, right on top of the mountain. It left a sword mark hundreds of feet deep, and smoke and dust.
diffuse.
And the entire Xuanshan was shaking again. The crowd in the ruins of the iron hall was shocked. I was shocked. I was afraid that the mountain would collapse immediately.
In the next moment, it was ‘的, a sound of heavy sounds. It’ s like thousands of flames, exploding within the mountain.
Dozens of miles are round ground, all shaking,
In the ears, there was a vaguely humming. The battle at this moment has exceeded everyone's vision.
There are only a few people with a sensitive sensitive, and they can feel a disordered atmosphere. From the other side of Xuanshan's drill. A gas machine is obscure, and it seems that it is not shallow.
But Zong Shou in the air, but he refused to stop. It seemed to know how the old man in black would react, his eyes were red, and in that direction, he dived down again.
Inside is the rush of war. The whole consciousness is completely chaotic. It can be fixed with strong enemies.
In one place.
Make him in his mind, the thoughts are very different. Waving the sword, and then sword! Until he, he can no longer wield it!
Even if you know yourself, the gap with this strong strong is so large that it cannot be made up. The whole body is on the verge of collapse, and it is still about to fight!
When the twelfth sword waved, the entire sky in Xuanshan City was imitated in two halves!
In the end, in his consciousness, he still did not want to hurt the person in Xuanshan City below. The angle was controlled and slightly shifted.
Then it was ‘一 一 一, the boundless giant power. The old man in black hit the scope of Xuanshan City directly, and flipped to dozens of miles away.
Zong Shou's figure is still like a shadow, chasing away, and wearing out of the city wall. Wei Xu shook his head slightly, and hurried to the air, followed by him.
'Borrowing, the true spirit of use, there are more and more.
"I thought that the more he had the swordsmanship. Now it seems that it is deliberate. The more the power borrows, it is even more difficult to manipulate. Is it possible to win with speed?
It ’s just a younger brother’ s body, it ’s really worrying. This realm is still too weak.”
With a frowning, Wei Xu made a symbol in the void. A path of spiritual light, with the true spirit of the passing away, flowed into Zong Shou's body silently.
Zong Shou is completely unaware, the thirteenth sword! The fourteenth sword!
Large wheat fields outside the city are flattened. The sediment is flying, and the sword light is scolded in the night sky.
The old man in black had just wanted to escape, and he didn't want to return it again. But every time he was stunned, he was interrupted by Jian Guang, who was attacked behind him. He was forced to stop.
Not far away, the young man who made him unable to see the truth was always calm, followed by two hundred feet. The inexplicable color in the eyes made people feel more false.
In the end, it was impatient. The old man simply returned to him. On the face was full of green intentions, and his breath was out of mind: "You have to enter the ruler, I think you want to die! I really can't kill you?"
Without the words, the whole person and the sword, suddenly returning to the sword, and the body had been in front of Zong Shou.
Zong Shouxin was also a sudden alarm bell, a danger to the extreme, close to the feeling of dead silence, and suddenly the heart was extended in the heart.
Quick, really fast! One sword "is almost enough to exceed his response! I will die, and it must be broken!
The tip of the sword qi is close at hand. It only takes a percent of the instant to take his life.
At this moment, Zong Shou could not even rises to the idea of resistance. It was in his heart, almost completely frozen despair, ready to die. A strong unwillingness, and in the mind of the wisdom, rose again.
Who are you? You are the sword emperor talk about autumn! Virtual reality in your life, 9,747, only in the first half of your life. When you begin to learn Kendo, you lose nineteen games!
Since then, invincible, there is no defeat! This person is regarded as the emperor in the sword.
How can I be here today, I lost in the hands of such an unknown older?
Isn't you so strong that you are strong, the stronger you are? How can you give up?
What about this sword is fierce, do n’t fight, do n’t work hard, how do you know the last victory?
Those almost desperate eyes, suddenly fierce. Zong Shou's body around, suddenly a group of purple thunder dance.
On the thunder wing sword, the original thunderbolt snake was already a bit sluggish.
The mighty sword qi that sprayed out also extended straight to 999 feet!
Although he must be out of hostility, although this sword may be the last sword. He must have to wave! Even if he died next moment, he must go all out.
The sword is not afraid, and the work is unable to wave his sword. What else is the sword emperor! What else is there, to the pole of the Kendo.
Zong Shou's body also seems to have an illusory figure. In the previous life, the Emperor's game, the invincible sword emperor talked about autumn!
"Heavy sword has no front, big coincidence, cut!"
Regardless of the magical sunflower sword qi, a sword, the sound of the whole world, the sound of the whole world, the sound of the whole world, when the sword is rushing, and the stuffy sound of the thunder.
When the sword came out, he was born with a good idea, so this sword was all the same and died with the enemy!
The pupils of the old man in black have been shrinking to the extreme. At the last moment, he pumped his sword and returned to guard.
When the double sword shot, it was unexpectedly silent. There was only a burst of invisible ripples, spreading around in the space for dozens of miles.
The soil becomes sand and dust, and wheat grass is crushed.
Even the majestic walls of the dozens of miles away have a missing part. The walls in the whole number are destroyed by this destroyed ripple and completely shattered. Only a thin layer left, without hurting the subsequent residential houses.
Then, then
The two -finger sword in the hands of the old man in black was completely turned into broken powder after counting the breath, scattered with the wind, and sprinkled down.
In the eyebrows, there was an extra blood stain. It was stunned by the eyes. Looking at the top of the upper. There was a thin figure with the same traces of traces.
The face was distorted, and he couldn't accept it. This young man who had been fighting for more than a minute with him was only the cultivation of the second pulse.
So!
Fang Yan's sword, he almost couldn't take it! Also, he died here!