In a daze, Wu Ming only felt the rain falling from the sky, devouring the sudden power hungrily. He gradually returned to consciousness, only to find that the surrounding scenery had changed drastically.
Not only was there no replica, but there was no trace of any stone statues at all. It was as if I was in a different space, the surroundings were empty and there was no effort at all!
What was different from before was that the countless powerful and powerful forces of Zhigang Zhiyang that were not around him were blowing in like hurricanes, making Wu Ming feel like he was floating endlessly, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, or a lonely boat heaving in the rough waves.
Not only that, Wu Ming felt an unimaginable tyrannical force fused into his soul to help him resist this solstice wind!
"Tiangang Yang Vein!"
Almost instantly, Wu Ming judged his situation.
I never expected that after defeating the clone, instead of leaving, my own will entered the Tiangang Yang Vein, and my soul seemed to have retreated.
"Did I absorb the power of Tiangang Yang Vein while I was in coma?"
Wu Ming thought about it carefully, but apart from sensing that there was a ray of pure and pure Yang power in his soul, he had almost no memory of everything that had happened before.
But with this change, with his current vision, he could easily tell what happened at a glance.
Obviously, if nothing else happens, Wu Ming is already a second-level Yang Shen grandmaster, and he is only a few months away from breaking through to the first level of Yin Shen!
It is true that his rapid progress in cultivation is a good thing, but this is different from his expectations because he is not ready yet!
It's not that Wu Ming's martial arts background is not enough to support his current state, but he has not chosen the appropriate Tiangang Yang Vein. If he breaks through and absorbs the Tiangang Yang Vein that does not match his own strength, or the fit is not high enough, it will definitely affect his future in martial arts. !
Without waiting to think clearly about the cause and effect, I felt a shock in my heart, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, and an unprecedented terrifying pressure roared in, almost annihilating it!
"not good!"
Wu Ming knew very well what this was. Just like when he broke through the Yin Shen Realm before, it must have been that the Mountain and Sea Boundary Pearl had unknowingly absorbed the power of the foreign interface connected to the Tiangang Yang Vein, provoking the will of the interface.
As a result, Wu Ming fled for his life. Fortunately, he had the experience last time, and this time was no exception. Under the protection of the lotus lantern, he returned to his physical body in an instant.
"really!"
Wu Ming's eyes suddenly burst out with monstrous light, and he clearly felt the unparalleled power surging in his body, which was the cultivation of the second realm Yang Shen.
To his relief, the true essence after the breakthrough was not only unaffected, but also purer. It had more powerful True Yang power than before, erupting like volcanic lava and flowing in the eight meridians. .
Moreover, his own breakthrough seems to have received unexpected benefits, and he is more tenacious than before.
The trauma that was originally fatal is now intact!
"It is indeed the most mysterious Tianpin sect, and it actually possesses such a treasure!"
Wu Ming calmed down quickly. Anyway, he had already taken advantage of it and it was impossible to spit it out. He stood up and suddenly felt that the scenery in front of him changed drastically.
Looking around, he saw that in the square in front of a palace, there were about dozens of young men and women carrying swords, looking at him with different expressions.
"What's going on?"
Wu Ming looked strange.
Not only because these discerning people could tell at a glance that they were all disciples of Qianjie Sword Sect, but also because there was a constant roar under their feet, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking!
"Could it be..."
An idea flashed in Wu Ming's mind, and a wry smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.
As expected, the Mountain and Sea Realm Pearl stole the power of the foreign realm, causing the other party to pursue him without success. The power leaked must have affected this place.
If this was not the Qianjie Sword Sect and the Shenzhou, if it were another place, the sky would collapse and the earth would collapse, causing a lot of turmoil.
Looking up at the sky, you can even see the mighty ripples in the sky, as if you are in the midst of strong winds and waves, one after another, making it difficult to regain calm!
Fortunately, Wu Ming was thick-skinned, and as soon as he apologized, he was snuffed out. He stepped forward as if nothing had happened, and calmly walked towards the main hall under the gaze of all the disciples.
As long as you have come, you will be at ease. There will be no grudges in the past and no grudges in the near future. The Qianjie Sword Sect has no reason to deal with you.
"Brother Lu!"
Wu Ming came forward with a smile and bowed his hands to one of them. The other person was Lu Xifeng, whom he had met once in the Forgotten War Realm!
Lu Xifeng was as before, speaking little and nodding slightly, without any extra words, so he said hello.
Seeing that there is no one within three feet of him, you can know his character.
But Wu Ming's perception was so sharp that he could detect Lu Xifeng's current aura at a glance. It was three points more condensed than what he had seen before. It seemed that he was only half a step away from the realm of a semi-saint!
What made him suspicious was the complicated look that flashed in Lu Xifeng's eyes.
"Um?"
Wu Ming frowned slightly and turned his gaze, landing on another man who looked like stars over the moon.
This man had an extraordinary handsome face, a tall figure, and a pair of slightly narrow eyes, which gave him a more feminine and cold look, and he looked at him with an expressionless face.
"Lin Jianye!"
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows with a look of surprise in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Lin Jianye's cultivation level was even better than that of Gu Jinglong. If nothing unexpected happened, his swordsmanship cultivation level would have reached a state of transcendence.
Even though they may not be able to hold down Gu Jinglong one step ahead, if they really had to fight, they would probably be almost the same, even between the best.
After all, this person is also one of the most outstanding geniuses in China today, and he specializes in swordsmanship!
"I didn't expect that the ants back then could climb high mountains!"
Lin Jianye raised his chin slightly, as if squinting at Wu Ming, "It's a pity, it's sad, it's deplorable!"
"Are you not a fool?"
Wu Ming smiled.
Lin Jianye's face darkened and he said displeasedly: "You are such a proud genius, speaking out like this is dirty..."
"Come on, come on!"
Wu Ming waved his hands disdainfully, too lazy to make excuses with such a person, "Although I'm surprised that you are a disciple of the Qianjie Sword Sect, I came here at invitation, and I don't want to listen to your nonsense. Get out of the way quickly. There is a real master waiting for me inside.
See you there!"
"you……"
Lin Jianye never expected that Wu Ming would act so unreasonably and not even make false promises.
"Asshole!"
"Arrogant!"
"Arrogant!"
All the Sword Sect disciples were very angry, and they all scolded them with cold eyes and raised eyebrows.
"Haha, you are such a swordsman, but your sword practice has gone so far as to go to the belly of a dog? Can't you stand such a little anger?"
Wu Ming looked disdainful.
Lu Xifeng frowned slightly and looked sideways at Wu Ming's back, as if he wanted to see through it to see if the person who planned the strategy and turned things around that day was the same person as the person in front of him.
But no matter how you look at it, you don’t think so.
But it was extremely awkward, because the Wu Ming in his impression was by no means such an impetuous person, who easily showed off his words and offended so many strong swordsmen.
It should be noted that everyone present is a direct descendant of the Sword Sect, and all of them are arrogant swordsmen, at least a first-level grandmaster!
How did he know that since he saw Lin Jianye in the crowd and noticed something strange in Lu Xifeng's eyes, Wu Ming knew that there were changes in this trip, so how could he have the time to care about anything else?
Fortunately, Qianjie Sword Sect is a heavenly sect with extraordinary foundation. There are many strong swordsmen and extraordinary people. After hearing what Wu Ming said, the anger caused by his contemptuous words disappeared in the blink of an eye.
trace.
Yes, if you lose your normalcy just because of verbal provocation, then why practice swordsmanship?
Only those who can self-understand are considered to have the preliminary qualifications of a strong person, and only in this way can they go further in the martial arts!
Wu Ming nodded secretly, knowing that not all the disciples of the Sword Sect were on Lin Jianye's side, nor did they all want to be his enemy.
But...it makes no difference!
“A good dog stays out of the way!”
As soon as he thought of this, Wu Ming stepped forward and shouted unceremoniously.
"Ignorant people, how can it be that you, the elder of our clan, meet you just when you say you want to?"
Lin Jianye gave a cold expression, no longer concealing his hostility, and said coldly.
"Since someone is willing to be a dog, I don't mind taking action!"
Wu Ming smiled.
"You are so brazen, I want to see what you can do to be so arrogant here!"
A young swordsman, Xu Shi, was angered and flew out in an instant, landing in front of Wu Ming. The sword in his hand shook, and he made a very cool sword flower.
"Excellent swordsmanship, Senior Brother Liu's Thousand Leaves Spreading Wind technique has reached the pinnacle, and the state of transcendence is just around the corner!"
His handsomeness and sharp sword moves immediately attracted admiration from several Sword Sect disciples, and several others commented eloquently. Those with advanced skills also nodded frequently, seeming to quite approve of his swordsmanship skills.
"careful!"
"mean!"
"Shameless!"
But the next moment, the top grand masters headed by Lin Jianye suddenly changed their expressions, because when the young swordsman was obviously not ready, a figure had already approached.
The person who took action was naturally Wu Ming.
"court death!"
After all, the young swordsman was also a great master of the third realm of swordsmanship. Wherever he could easily be attacked by a sneak attack, he would unleash the unparalleled swordsmanship of the Thousand Cut Sword Sect with a flick of his hand.
But what made him horrified, even despairing and regretful, was that he only felt a flower in front of his eyes. When he looked again, Wu Ming had already crossed the sword and moved it to his side.
The finger light envelopes itself.
There is no hiding!
laugh!
A vague but harsh sonic boom exploded in his ears, and the young swordsman was in a trance, with only one thought left in his mind.
Thousand Sword Fingers, the ultimate secret skill of the Sword Sect, how could it have such amazing power?
What shocked and angered everyone present was that Wu Ming blocked all the young swordsman's escape routes with one move. He had already taken over the mountain wind, but had no intention of stopping, and instead went straight for his vital points.
"Be bold!"
Lin Jianye could see clearly that if this move was successful, the young swordsman would be either dead or crippled, or at least seriously injured, which would affect his foundation.
But somehow, he had a chance to block it, but at the last moment, he was a little slow.
Lu Xifeng also saw it, but he was extremely shocked. He didn't believe it. It was just Wu Ming's unforgiving words. How could he casually inflict severe wounds on the disciples of the Sword Sect within the Sword Sect?
So, when Lin Jianye had ulterior motives and deliberately delayed his rescue by half a beat, Lu Xifeng was stunned and lost his best opportunity, and the others had no time to rescue him. This man was in tragedy!
puff!
Blood gleamed from dozens of vital points all over his body. The young swordsman groaned and flew away like a bloody gourd. When he landed on the ground, he was hugged by a tall figure. (To be continued)