Volume Three, Battle of the Sea Clan, Chapter 260, Fist Sword Strike
The giant dragon, which was originally filled with blood and flames, was instantly riddled with thorns. After a cry, it turned into a crystal blood ruler and fell from the sky.
At the same time, Gao Chong, who was connected to the opposite side, turned pale and couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out several balls of blood. At the same time, all the blood lines on his body disappeared in a flash, and his whole person became completely sluggish.
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"Very good. I didn't expect you to be proficient in the art of sword cultivation. This time I lose the competition. Gao Chong will abide by his promise from now on. Not only will he buy and sell the pearl with you, but he will also retreat from anything that involves you in the future.
One or two." Gao Chong's face was full of disbelief. After a while, he stared at Liu Ming and said word by word.
Then he grabbed the void below with one hand.
A "whoosh" sound!,
The blood ruler that had fallen on the ground immediately rose into the sky, and after a flash, it turned into a ball of blood and fell into his hand.
Then he turned around and left without looking back.
This made everyone watching below look at each other in confusion.
"I asked how Junior Brother Gao was able to activate the rumored eight blood dragons not long after he entered the spiritual master realm. It turned out that most of them were due to the power of that spiritual weapon. I don't know what the origin of this spiritual weapon is. It seems to be very powerful for the blood path skills.
The law has great power of increase." After Xueci's eyes flashed for a few times, he finally said with a long sigh.
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Brother Xueci! That should be a low-grade spiritual weapon used by the head of our sect back then. Only this sect's eight-part Blood Dragon Technique can have such a large amplifying effect." Yang Qianye
After recovering from the surprise, he glanced sideways at Xuezi and said.
"Hey, brother Yang, why should you be so cautious? Are you afraid that Mr. Xu might plot this blood spiritual weapon?" Xue Ci felt a little disappointed when he heard this, but on the surface he laughed it off.
"Brother Xueci, just remember this sentence." Yang Qian replied calmly without comment.
"But when it comes to the most surprising thing, it's Junior Brother Liu. With the sword cultivation method he just used, I'm afraid there are not many people present who are confident that they can take this blow. At least I'm not completely confident."
The red-browed young man from Fenghuo Sect, although still staring at the sky, also murmured.
After hearing this, Yang Qian could only be speechless.
Naturally, he didn't know how Liu Ming could use sword cultivation techniques with such amazing power.
On the other side, the woman in yellow shirt whispered to Zhang Xiu Niang:
"Senior Sister Zhang, what Junior Brother Liu just performed was the most basic Ten Thousand Swords Integration Technique in sword cultivation. Although it is only the most superficial one, it is indeed an authentic sword cultivation method. And I seemed to be vaguely aware of it just now.
I feel a strange and weak sword intent! What's going on? Is this Senior Brother Liu really a sword cultivator?"
"I know why Liu Ming used sword cultivation methods. As for why the blow just now had the aura of sword intent, I don't know. But it doesn't matter. I believe I will figure out the reason in a while." Zhang Xiuniang
He replied with an expressionless face, then stamped his jade feet on the ground, and suddenly turned into a white rainbow rising into the sky. After a flash, it reappeared in human form opposite Liu Ming.
The competition had just ended and he was about to fly down to Liu Ming. When he saw this scene, his expression changed slightly.
"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Liu, whom I haven't seen for a few years, actually mastered swordsmanship. This made Xiu Niang very happy. We are both sword cultivators, and we hope that Junior Brother can teach me a thing or two about swordsmanship." This Zhang Xiu Niang looked at her.
A cold light flashed in his heart, and he also challenged Liu Ming.
When Yanggan Xueci and others saw this, they couldn't help but be stunned.
After seeing Liu Ming's previous sword cultivation skills, they were not surprised that it aroused Zhang Xiu Niang's interest. It's just that this woman didn't even give anyone a chance to breathe, so she challenged her so hard, and then It makes people feel a little speechless.
Of course, for Liu Ming to be challenged by Zhang Xiu Niang, to a certain extent, it is also an honor for this woman to recognize her strength.
After all, since the past gatherings, everyone else has more or less actively competed with others two or three times. Only Zhang Xiuniang has only passively accepted the challenge once, and has never taken the initiative to challenge others.
It was the overwhelming strength that this woman showed when she accepted the challenge that made others put out any thought of competing with her.
In subsequent gatherings, Zhang Xiu Niang became almost a bystander. No one dared to challenge this woman again, making her the veritable number one among them.
At this time, Liu Ming had no idea that this was an honorable thing. Instead, after looking at the woman opposite for a while, he shook his head and said:
"If we are only competing on the skill of flying swords, Liu's half-empty sword cultivation skills are definitely no match for fellow Taoists, and there is no need to compete again."
"Oh, from what Fellow Daoist Liu said, he thinks that other methods include the art of sword cultivation. Very good. In addition to the art of sword cultivation, feel free to use all the methods you have!" After Zhang Xiu Niang heard what Liu Ming said, she raised her eyebrows. Pick, Leng Leng said, also changing his title.
Then the woman grabbed the void behind her with one hand, and the snow-white long sword jumped out of the scabbard and landed firmly in her hand.
I didn't see this woman perform any special spells. She just moved her long sword in front of her body, and a blast of icy cold air shot out into the sky. Under the influence of the void nearby, pieces of crystal snowflakes condensed out of thin air, surrounding them. This girl dances up.
This Zhang Xiu Niang completely acted like she would take action immediately no matter what Liu Ming's answer was.
When Liu Ming saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly, and after a quick thought, he took a long breath with a solemn expression:
"Since Fellow Daoist Zhang has said so, let's talk about it after Liu takes your sword."
Then he stopped being polite and shook the Qingyue Sword in his hand. Immediately, dense sword shadows appeared in front of him. After a blur, all the sword shadows merged into one. There was a "boom" and a huge sword light. Comes out in one volume.
Wherever the green light passed, there was a faint shrill sound mixed in, and it seemed that the power was three times greater than before.
"Well done, I'll let Fellow Daoist Liu see what the real art of sword cultivation is!" Zhang Xiu Niang saw the astonishing momentum of the giant sword light. She screamed with joy instead of surprise, and then the snow-white long sword in her hand was just He stood upright in front of him, and the crystal snowflakes all around him rushed towards the sword. Immediately, the cold air billowed, and the white light was dazzling.
There was a "pop" sound.
The snow-white long sword was thrown out by Zhang Xiu Niang, and at the urging of the sword technique, it turned into a snow-white sword and shot out, hitting the giant sword light coming from the opposite side head-on.
Immediately, the two sword lights, green and white, intertwined, but something shocking happened.
The green sword light, which seemed to be astonishingly powerful, was only slightly twisted by the white sword before it shattered into pieces with an explosion.
At this time, Zhang Xiu Niang, who was behind, made another hand gesture with one finger pointing forward.
A huge snow-white sword flashed out of the snow-white sword, and immediately circled and dashed away towards where Liu Ming was.
The speed was so fast that it was like lightning and flint. It was just a blur and appeared in front of Liu Ming, and slashed down with a biting cold wind.
Liu Ming faced this scene, but he didn't hide away. Instead, his eyes flashed with silver light, and with a sudden movement of his arm, a golden sword came out towards the sword. He didn't seem to be worried at all.
The way his fist was cut open by the sword blade.
Opposite Zhang Xiu Niang raised her eyebrows when she saw this. She actually did not control the flying sword in the distance to stop, but instead let the flying sword strike down on the golden fist.
There was a loud "boom"!
The golden fist was far away from the snow-white long sword, and black mist suddenly rolled out of the fist. At the same time, the fist expanded and contracted, and an indescribable force surged out and turned into a blur.
The halo exploded.
The snow-white long sword immediately trembled, and was immediately ejected by the indescribable huge force below. It rolled to more than ten feet in one breath before stopping awkwardly.
But at this moment, the long sword flashed wildly and made a low buzzing sound, as if it had been damaged to some extent.
Zhang Xiuniang's face also turned pale, but she returned to normal in a moment. She took a deep look at Liu Ming and moved forward with one hand.
The snow-white long sword shot back with a flash and was firmly inserted into the scabbard behind the woman's back.
"Fellow Daoist Liu is indeed extraordinary. Xiu Niang hopes that she will have the opportunity to learn the magical powers of fellow Taoist next time. Junior Sister Fengluan, let's go." After the woman said a faint word, she greeted the woman in yellow clothes below.
, he even drove the clouds out of the square, minding his own business.
When the woman in the yellow shirt named Feng Luan below heard this, she hurriedly apologized to Yang Gan and the others, and followed them in the air.
In the blink of an eye, the two girls of Tianyue Sect disappeared without a trace.
Others below were a little stunned.
To be honest, Liu Ming had shocked them when he defeated Gao Chong with a sword not long ago, but the scene where he broke Zhang Xiu Niang's flying sword technique with just one punch really shocked them.
But at this time, Liu Ming's face was as heavy as water in the air, and he slowly retracted the golden fist he had just struck. He saw that the golden layer in front of the fist was shattered into a small piece, and faint traces of silk seeped out of it.
of blood stains.
Even though the flying sword was sent flying by him just now, the sharp sword energy released from the flying sword also damaged some of the surface of his fist.
This made Liu Ming secretly frightened by the power of Zhang Xiu Niang's flying sword.
When he retracted his fist into his sleeve and loosened his fingers slightly, a round bead wrapped in black mist was revealed in his palm.
It’s that one dollar heavy water bead!
It turned out that the reason why Liu Ming dared to catch the flying sword with his fist was not only because of his confidence in the increase of the layer of glazed molten gold, but also because of the heavy water droplets held in his fist.
It was with the protection of these heavy water drops that he could exert his great strength to the extreme and be able to hit Zhang Xiu Niang's flying sword away from the air.
"Brothers, I'm a little tired today, so I'm going back now." Liu Ming's expression turned gloomy for a moment, then he clasped his hands and said with a smile to the people below.
Along with the gray clouds under his feet, he turned around and left. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)