Tai Xuan Jing is indeed the number one martial arts in the world of the Golden System. It is more of a general outline of martial arts than a technique.
It can be said that the masters on Xia Ke Island have learned countless skills from Xia Ke Xing's poems, including sword skills, knife skills, light skills, fist and palm skills, and internal breathing skills. It can be said to be all-encompassing. More
The powerful thing is that no matter who they are, or what kind of skills they have learned from the poems or images of Xia Kexing, there will be no conflict if they practice together.
According to common sense, different skills, especially internal skills with different characteristics, generally have severe conflicts. If practiced together, they may go crazy, be seriously injured or disabled, or even die on the spot. However, if the Taixuan Sutra is used as the guideline, this will never happen.
Similar conflicts arise.
In other words, as long as the Taixuan Sutra is with him, Ye Wei will not go crazy no matter what martial arts he performs. And as Ye Wei's strength recovers, he can master any martial arts at a glance and use it as long as it is within the scope of his strength.
Just use it.
Even Ye Wei can use the Taixuan Sutra to activate those skills that have been taken away long ago.
If in the real world, limited by the constraints of heaven and earth's vitality, Ye Wei would not be able to display his abilities.
But now that the battlefield has changed, it can be said that Ye Wei can finally let go.
The green sword that was beaten to death quickly condensed again, and the blood on his body became much lighter.
"Amitabha!"
Perhaps because he saw Ye Wei's successful attack, Lu Zhu's body suddenly became filled with Buddha light!
A vast ray of light rose from his body, spreading with a rock-solid will and spreading throughout the world, as if strengthening the spiritual world.
"It's you bunch of bald donkeys again! You've come just in time! I haven't settled the accounts with you in the Demon Palace of Samsara yet!"
"Reincarnation Demon Palace?" Looking at this woman, he suddenly remembered the main world that he had almost forgotten...
"It seems like I still have a grudge against the Demonic Palace of Samsara?"
But now is not the time to think so much. Ye Wei will naturally be happy to finally be able to use his original strength again.
Between breaths and breaths, the world suddenly condensed a non-existent evil spirit, causing Ye Wei's body to rise up and turn into a three-foot giant, roaring: "Demon-Conquering Grand Mudra!"
The magical power that had not been seen for a long time reappeared, and the huge black handprint shattered the huge waves of the sea of blood and went straight to the heart of the female devil.
The reincarnated demon palace maiden who originally appeared in a huge and towering image suddenly had a black handprint appear on her white heart, and her aloof aura instantly collapsed.
Ye Wei originally wanted to destroy his opponent bit by bit in the manner of Yu Old Man Moving Mountains, but unexpectedly, after hitting with a palm, the opponent's mountain-like body collapsed like an avalanche.
Those scattered blood puppet threads, the long-dead blood puppet, and even the physical body of the "devil" all turned into blood foam and dispersed into the entire spiritual world.
"Amitabha Amitabha Amitabha Amitabha..."
Suddenly, the entire spiritual world began to shake violently, and the frequency of Lu Zhu's chanting became more and more rapid.
If the spiritual world is broken and Rama's body is taken over by the blood demon, it would be fine. But if he controls two passers-by and begins to destroy the world, the consequences...
When Lu Zhu struggled to resist, the human figures controlled by Qing Jian also turned into blood shadows and penetrated into his body. At the same time, a pure blood light followed the blood puppet line behind Qing Jian and penetrated into Qing Jian's body.
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"No!" The blood light entered the body, Qing Jian didn't even utter a exclamation, and his will was completely wiped out.
Qing Jian's image began to change drastically. His already tall figure became taller and straighter, his green shirt turned into a looming war skirt with almost no covering ability, his skin color became whiter, and his face became more enchanting.
Ye Wei looked at the familiar face of the other party and asked: "Asura clan? What do you call them?"
"I am Mo Luo Wan, little insect, I think I have seen you before." Although Mo Luo Wan's strength has dropped to the extreme, his momentum has not diminished at all. It is as if he is still the aloof Princess Shura.
"Don't tell me that you have a son named Boya Mingguang."
Ye Weishang still remembered that because he killed Boya Mingguang, he was targeted by the people from the Samsara Demon Palace. He had to burn all his luck points and bring the sword poor man from Fengyun World to the main world to take the blame for himself...
"Aren't you dead?" Moro Wan was confused at first, then overjoyed, "You have the magic treasure of reincarnation!"
"You're already here, and you still want to kill people and seize treasures?" Ye Wei sneered, "You and I are also destined, let's understand the cause and effect today."
The last time he returned to the main world, Ye Wei heard the news that the Samsara Demon Palace was destroyed by Ye Zhiyun and the others. In front of him, Moro Wan probably had fragments of the Samsara Demon Treasure in his hand, so he escaped from death and survived in this world.
It's true that cause and effect are reincarnated, and retribution is unpleasant. Before he could regain his strength, he bumped into Ye Wei, a scavenger who was working hard for his son's reincarnation career.
"die!"
Hearing Ye Wei's words, Moro Wan punched out, and the fist pointed with murderous intent. Ye Wei seemed to see the next moment, and he was dying sadly in countless tragic ways.
Moro Wan completely gave up on the elusive fighting method of transforming into a blood shadow, and instead acted like a warrior, preparing to crush Ye Weisheng.
In response to Moro Wan, it was Ye Wei's heavy punch.
Ye Wei's giant fist blasted out, unpretentiously, crushing all the surrounding space, even Moro Wan's fist was not missed!
"This is impossible! My majestic Shura fighting body can't suppress him in martial arts?" Moro Wan was extremely horrified.
In the spiritual world, the power that Moro Wan can use is the highest state he has reached through training in the Demonic Palace of Samsara. It is a profound state where he can help a Shura clan reborn with a drop of blood.
In short, he is the Creator.
However, Ye Wei's power seems to be still higher than that of Moro Wan. How can Moro Wan not be frightened by this?
Although Ye Wei's power has long been integrated into the reincarnation space, his knowledge will not be erased.
As for the Taixuan Jing, which is Ye Wei's fundamental method, even if it is raised all the way to a height that shatters the vacuum, there will be no problem of running smoothly.
"Shura's Demonic Extermination Technique!"
In anger, Moro Wan mobilized all his strength and shrouded the three-headed and six-armed figure of Asura outside his body.
This phantom of Shura has a ferocious face. The remaining blood lotus is in full bloom, the blood is shining brightly, and it keeps shouting——
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Even Ye Wei felt at this moment that he was becoming irritable, angry, wanting to vent, and wanting to use killing to solve all problems.
Ye Wei sneered: "Since you choose to compete with your will, I will do it too!"
"Namo Amitabha..."
The life-demanding Sanskrit sound burst out from Ye Wei's mouth, and the entire spiritual world trembled!
Not only Moro Wan, but also Lu Zhu, who was sitting upright in the sea of blood, began to tremble all over.
Under the distorted Sanskrit sound, Moro Wan's Asura phantom slowly raised his sword.
The moment he slashed at his neck, a clear light suddenly flashed in Moro Wan's eyes: "The killing will not stop, the way of killing will never die. The sea of blood will never dry up, Shura will never be destroyed. Ye Wei, we will meet again."