Tang Yan sat in the corner of the martial arts arena in a daze, with his brows furrowed and his lips moving, completely immersed in his own world. In the past month, he maintained this state almost every day, sometimes waving the ancient sword, sometimes standing still,
Sometimes I stand up unsteadily when I bump into a stone wall.
The other family guards or tribesmen on the battlefield have long been accustomed to this strange behavior, but every time they see Tang Yan hitting the wall hard and knocking his head to the point of bleeding, they secretly grin and want to go over and try to persuade him.
After three months of enlightenment, Tang Yan has become familiar with the lion's roar seal. He can condense the lion shape with his roar and unleash an offensive that surpasses the tiger seal. He can also use it in group battles to frighten enemies with his roar. Eight Phase Thunder
There has also been a breakthrough in printing. The so-called eight phases are to instantly display eight lightnings, allowing the body to teleport between the eight lightnings. It represents the speed of the world, far exceeding the pace of the movie. It is definitely
After a long period of participating in the performance, Tang Yan has been able to condense the extremely powerful martial arts of saving life and making a surprise attack into two phases, that is, teleporting between two lightning bolts.
However, he has never been able to fully understand the 'Three Levels of Ancient Warfare' because there is no introduction, no guidance, and there is no way to start. After much deliberation, Tang Yan put his breakthrough point on the sword, danced and comprehended every day, trying to connect the two.
.
The hard work paid off, and I finally had a slightly subtle feeling after a few days, but... sometimes I clearly felt something, but it was like a misty fantasy, so unreal.
Tang Yan refused to give up and completely closed himself in the comprehension of the ancient sword. With the help of the Immortal Evolution Art, he had been awake for more than twenty days, holding the sword in his hands all the time, comprehending, practicing, comprehending again, and practicing again.
, time and time again, over and over again, constantly trying to communicate with the ancient sword, trying to enter its world.
The world? That’s right, the world of ancient swords!
This was discovered by Tang Yan accidentally during the process of practicing the 'Three Levels of Ancient Warfare'. It was a particularly immersive insight. A hazy ancient battlefield actually appeared in his mind. Nothing could be seen clearly, and the world was dead silent.
.What is certain is that this hazy image world should come from the ancient sword!
Outside the third martial arts arena, Odin, Isaac and other real core members of the family rushed over. The patrolling golden-armored guards hurriedly saluted, secretly muttering to themselves what was going on? Why were all the clan elders who were rarely seen here?
Got it!
"Where is Tang Yan?" Odin walked into the martial arts field and looked around the place but did not find Tang Yan.
"Over there!" A tribesman pointed to the corner. There, there was a man with his back to them, sitting on the ground blankly. His hair was unkempt, his clothes were in tatters, and there was blood in many places. He looked like a beggar.
"Is that Tang Yan?" Odin and others looked at each other, a little confused.
The tribesman scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "That's him. He's been sitting there for about... almost three days. He hasn't eaten or drank, and he's motionless. He doesn't know why he's in a daze."
Odin and others walked over quickly and took a closer look. It was really Tang Yan! But compared to the handsome young man they saw that day, his current appearance was simply terrible.
"Tang Yan?" Isaac called softly.
Tang Yan was completely immersed in the understanding of the third level of ancient warfare and did not notice the situation in the outside world. As his understanding deepened and he continued to communicate, he finally made obvious progress three days ago.
He unexpectedly saw a huge mountain-like figure deep in this huge and desolate ancient battlefield.
In fact, I have seen this hazy shadow before, but at the time I thought it was a big mountain and didn't pay much attention to it. This time, because of my special investment, I could vaguely identify it as a giant figure!
The huge body! The monstrous demonic flames! Tang Yan was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe. It was just a fantasy, submerged in endless haze, but it had such power. Could the real person have ever resisted the sky?
"Tang Yan?" Isaac called again.
Niya asked the guards strangely: "What happened to him?"
"He hasn't rested for 23 days. He is in a daze every day, either in a daze or dancing with swords. Sometimes he sits there for several days. We feel... as if... a little obsessed..."
"Is there going to be an accident?" Isaac hurriedly took action to wake Tang Yan up.
"Wait!" Odin raised his hand to stop him. His eyes paused on Tang Yan for a moment, then fell on the ancient sword he held tightly in his hand. The sword was simple and dark, with faintly discernible blood lines. The outline of the sword body was perfect.
Has a charming black luster.
"This sword is a bit weird!" The elders' eyes turned to the ancient sword one after another. They felt an extremely ancient aura and a low roar that seemed real and illusory. It seemed that this was not a sword but a sword.
Some kind of ancient behemoth!
Odin stared at the ancient sword, and the more he looked at it, the weirder it became. He slowly stretched out his hand, and the black aura wrapped around the tip of his index finger gathered into the shadow of the war hammer, and gently touched the ancient sword.
Tang Yan was immersed in the illusory world, slowly taking steps forward. Every step he took was extremely difficult, like a huge mountain weighing on his body. It became heavier and heavier, and even breathing was very difficult.
Can't give up!! Can't give up!!
Tang Yan gritted his teeth, stared at the huge demonic shadow, and walked forward step by step. After more than twenty days of hard study, he finally communicated with the ancient sword. He must not give up. This time, no matter what, he must
See through the fog and see what this demonic figure is!!
Odin frowned, and the shadow of his war hammer was about to touch the ancient war sword.
"Wait!" The two clan elders suddenly stopped Odin.
"This is..." Odin noticed it at the same time and quickly dispersed the shadow of the war hammer at his fingertips without making any rash move.
Tang Yan was still dull and lifeless, but his face began to turn pale, and blood began to ooze from his seven orifices, as if he was suffering from such great pain. At this time, a faint blood slowly escaped from the surface of his body.
The strange thing is that there is no smell of blood, but rather like some kind of strange energy.
Odin and others were aware of the wonder of this blood energy, and they held their breath and concentrated without anyone disturbing them.
The blood energy escaped, wrapped around Tang Yan's body as if it had life, slowly gathered towards his arms and wrists, and finally poured into the ancient sword. At this moment, the blood lines on the ancient sword actually showed signs of flowing, like blood.
In flow.
In Tang Yan's environmental world, the sleeping Blood Soul Tree suddenly reacted, breaking away from the sea of qi and transforming into shape above his head, helping Tang Yan resist the terrifying pressure and dispelling the mist.
Clear!!
Really a giant! Or more like a troll! With a monstrous evil intention and a terrifying fighting spirit, he was holding a huge black sword. He just stood like that, but exuded a killing power that could destroy the world.
Ancient Demon! Such a fantasy suddenly popped up in the depths of Tang Yan's mind. Could it be his name?!
This giant is called Ancient Demon?!
This silent and hazy world suddenly shook, and there were roars and dull footsteps in the distant chaos, as if something huge was running towards it.
Roar!! Roaring like thunder, with overwhelming blood, it was a huge figure like a god of war, holding a giant sword, with bone wings on its back, full of murderous intent, taking a step forward, shaking the sky and the earth.
The troll remained motionless.
The bloody God of War roared in, his bone wings vibrated violently, and the illusory world trembled, as if it was about to collapse. The God of War was as fast as lightning, and his giant sword tore through the heaven and earth, with earth-shaking light, heading straight for the ancient demon.
The ancient demon suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out like sharp swords from their sheaths. At the moment when the God of War reached him, the ancient demon finally took action, and the long sword swung out, slicing out. It was not that...
The waves were magnificent and not very powerful, but at the moment when the long sword was swung out, the world was completely silent, and the space where the sword passed through fluctuated, creating waves of ripples.
Buzz!! The rioting world suddenly stopped, the ancient demon and the God of War passed by each other, the ancient demon remained unmoved, but the God of War seemed to have lost his soul, and slammed to the ground, raising a huge dust mist.
Soul-killing?!
Tang Yan's spirit was greatly boosted. The fog that had been plaguing his mind for more than twenty days suddenly cleared up. The trajectory of the sword swing was clearly imprinted on his mind. All the confusion and chaos seemed to be cut away with this sword.
This is soul-killing! It leaves no trace, but cuts off all the souls in the world!
The world of consciousness collapsed instantly, and everything returned to clarity.
Tang Yan suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with light, as if he was possessed by an ancient demon. He took a step forward and slashed with his sword, directly attacking Isaac who was right in front of him. The sword's light passed by, leaving an invisible ripple.
Isaac instantly retreated, avoiding the sudden attack, but... the moment the sword light passed by, his soul felt a slight tingling sensation, as if he had been struck by something.
The third level of ancient warfare: soul-killing! It will not cause harm to the enemy's body, but will shatter his soul in an instant.
It’s really weird and overbearing!
"Tang Yan!!" Odin suddenly roared, his voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Tang Yan.
Tang Yan suddenly came back to his senses, feeling his chest was tight, his breath was short of breath, and his mind was stabbing.
Isaac looked at Tang Yan absentmindedly, a little unbelievable. Tang Yan was just a martial arts master, a first-level martial arts master, and he was a second-level martial arts king. Logically speaking, no matter what kind of attack, it was impossible to bring him any harm.
There is no impact at all. But the sting just now is definitely real. Although it will not have any impact, it is shocking enough.
"How's it going?" Niya noticed something was wrong with her brother's face.
"This knife... is indeed weird! It seems to be able to... hurt people's souls!" Isaac didn't know how to describe it.
"Soul-breaking?!"
Niya once again remembered that in the ancient underground city, Tang Yan had killed Helen with a single blow. Helen was seriously injured at that time, and her abilities were greatly suppressed, but after all, she had a King of Martial Arts physique. If it was Xu Yan
This violent maniac killed Helen and was still being cleaned up, but was actually stabbed to death by Tang Yan.
It turns out that the soul was injured, so it can be explained clearly. In this Qitian Continent, the most bizarre thing is the soul attack, because it is impossible to prevent it!
"Why are you all here? Is something wrong?" Tang Yan woke up and looked at Odin and others in front of him strangely.