Ling Tianyun was exercising his skills and adjusting his breath. He held the big knife in his hand vigilantly, but what he didn't expect was that the faint breath of Qi in his Dantian, which was as weak as a spark, suddenly accelerated its movement. The growth that grew like a seedling
The subtle zhenqi was like a dragon that had not yet grown up, wandering around in his Dantian from time to time.
This was the first time he encountered this situation, but he was also at a loss as if he was panicking. He didn't know whether the situation was good or bad. He had no idea in his heart and could only let the young seedling-like Qi wander around.
When he calmed down, he slowly discovered that his child-like infuriating energy seemed to be different from his previous infuriating energy. There seemed to be some subtle changes, but he still quickly discovered this.
True Qi was the first strange feeling he had after practicing the "Mahayana Heart Sutra" given by the old monk. He didn't know if it was related to his practice of the Heart Sutra, or whether it was the result of the "Eight Po-Army Styles" he performed this time.
The changes caused by depleting one's own energy due to the moves.
This time it was so strange and strange. Although Ling Tianyun was caught off guard, he still forced himself to calm down. He didn't care whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, he couldn't care about it. Because there was another Khitan holding a scimitar.
The warrior was striding towards him when Shen Xiong's strong wind hit him. Although his steps were slow, the rich aura emanating from his whole body shocked him. This aura was much stronger than when he joined hands with the fatal Yelu Dashi just now.
The aura that was emitted was countless times deeper, and the strong aura that came out gave Ling Tianyun a feeling of suffocation.
The fierce pressure of the breath made Ling Tianyun's heart tremble slightly. There was only a trace of true energy in his body, like a flame. Although he was still exercising and regulating his breathing, there was only such a breath of true energy. A breath of true energy was in him.
He kept wandering around in his Dantian, as fast as a dragon soaring into the sky.
The Khitan warrior who came step by step stared straight at Ling Tianyun with his cold eyes. The scimitar in his hand reflected a bloodthirsty ferocity under the red and blood-red glow, and his face was just like the red and blood-red glow in the sky.
Fierce.
"Boom", every time he takes a step forward, he will release a sky-shattering aura. The aura directly forces Ling Tianyun away, sweeping away like a storm. Ling Tianyun only feels that he is really the torrential wave shaking the sky.
The leafy boat above the sea. Its powerful, violent and roaring momentum was extremely powerful, sweeping towards it.
Holding the heavy and thick sword, Ling Tianyun had no real energy to use it, and could only rely on his strong and strong body to withstand the strong wind that swept across it.
His heart trembled and his body swayed. Ling Tianyun only felt that the opponent's energy was so strong and arrogant that it scratched his cheek. His already injured body was in great pain, and three ribs were broken.
He was heartbroken, and his broken body could only be maintained by the strong and instinctive force.
"I won't be like that fool in Yelu Dashi. There is no way you can escape from here today no matter what. Today you are destined to have an ending. This sky full of glow is considered as a farewell for you. Such a beautiful dusk is yours.
It’s a good time to be buried. You should die!!!!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the Khitan warrior swayed, and the scimitar raised in his hand was determined to tear apart the sky full of glow, and slashed towards Ling Tianyun with a chilling and piercing aura.
The scimitar has many shadows, and the blade is shining with cold light. The knife in the hand of the Khitan warrior is fast and sharp, weird and tricky, domineering and strong. The wind of the knife transforms into heavy air waves, and the cold front pointed by the cold light overflows, extremely fast and sharp.
The scimitar swept along with his body, and the cold light from the knife poured down like water.
Ling Tianyun's eyes were focused, looking at the machete coming with a thunderous momentum. With only a breath of true energy left in his dantian, he could only rely on his powerful body and the heavy and thick sword in his hand.
Raising the sword up, Ling Tianyun quickly raised the sword vertically. The sword was fierce and the waves of air were blowing, and he went straight to greet the opponent. Suddenly, there was a sound of metal clashing, and a burst of sparks splashed out. The two
The handles of the knives were intertwined together, and the harsh sound of metal interlacing lasted for a long time. The two figures turned their bodies forcefully.
Ling Tianyun felt intense pain in his body, causing his already light steps to slow down a bit. His body was no longer so flexible. With a "chi" sound, the scimitar moved directly from bottom to top.
It cut through the placket on his chest, and the placket turned into strips of cloth flying in the wind.
Waves of cold wind penetrated into his chest, and the sound of tearing clothes could not be heard. Ling Tianyun's clothes had been torn in countless places by the opponent's scimitar. His whole body was covered with blood marks.
, chaotic and disordered, as if engraved on his flesh.
The fine marks of blood and red lines were like carvings, and Ling Tianyun's strong body was clearly revealed. The sword he raised brought up heavy white energy and intertwined with the opponent.
One move, two moves, ten moves had passed, and Ling Tianyun began to feel a little tired. But the Khitan warrior fought faster and faster, swinging the scimitar extremely quickly, the blade was as cold as ice, and the lightning knife
The light brought up a biting wind and flew straight towards Ling Tianyun's whole body. But Ling Tianyun could only wave the sword in his hand to resist it with difficulty. When the heavy sword he carried collided with the scimitar, the cold and fierce blow came out.
From the scimitar, a violent aura that was about to break through his body rushed out from the palm of his hand.
As soon as he came into contact with that violent energy, Ling Tianyun instinctively trembled all over. Then, he felt as if there were tens of millions of ants crawling away in his body. Such an abnormality made him even more panicked, but he didn't expect his
As soon as he started to panic, he found that the flame-like zhenqi in his body seemed to beat a little, and the flow of zhenqi also accelerated. He was even more confused and worried that this was not a good thing.
But he didn't feel anything wrong in his Dantian.
Ling Tianyun thought for a moment that the strange aura coming from his hand might be the Khitan warrior's scimitar that was specially transmitted into Ling Tianyun's body. His evil and strange aura was like thousands of ants.
It swarmed around in his body, but it only flowed to the point where it was absorbed by his body in less than a breath and transformed into that powerful force.
Ling Tianyun was overjoyed to learn about the condition in his body. He did not expect that this "Mahayana Heart Sutra" could have such an effect. Such evil and strange Qi could actually be absorbed by his body, and then transformed into the one in his body.
It was a mysterious power. He thought it was just normal for other people's energy to enter his body and have such an effect. He didn't expect that this weird and evil energy would also be absorbed by his body.
Removing the worries in his heart, Ling Tianyun calmly responded to the Khitan warrior's attack, but the true energy in his Dantian still had not grown into a big tree, and was still like a seedling. This made him very uncomfortable, even though he was as strong as Gang.
Despite his physical body and the huge power hidden in that physical body, he still subconsciously mobilizes the true energy to flow through the various meridians in the body.
There was a sound of "clang", sparks flew everywhere, and the two figures separated instantly.
Ling Tianyun staggered and was almost knocked to the ground by the Khitan warrior's scimitar, but he still managed to stand firm. The price he paid for not being knocked to the ground during the block was that his chest was hit.
A deep and long blood mark was opened, and blood burst out from the wound and flowed down in an instant.
There was a smell of blood in the air. The glow in the sky gradually disappeared and dispersed. The blood-red sky began to gradually dim. The setting sun could not bear the blood-colored ferocity of the dusk and fell below the ground line early.
No trace left.
His body staggered, and Ling Tianyun stood proudly. The clothes on his upper body had already been cut into strips by the extremely sharp scimitar, and they had become strips of cloth flying wantonly. The big knife in his hand became heavier and heavier, and the clothes on his dantian were
The true energy inside grows extremely slowly, and only a breath can be mobilized and used.
The sword he swung consumed most of his physical strength, but his true energy could not keep up. It was still as dry as before. Feeling such a bad situation, Ling Tianyun frowned, although the sword in his hand could not be grasped.
It was tight, but his arms began to feel sore and painful.
"Tsk, tsk, your internal energy has long been exhausted, but your brute force is terrifying. I don't know how long you can hold on. I'm very curious, without the support of internal energy, how can you still resist me?
How long does it take to attack? A martial arts cultivator in the middle stage of the Inner Strength Realm can actually compete with a martial arts cultivator in the Xiantian Realm. How did you do it?"
The Khitan warrior glanced at the body of Yelu Dashi, who had fallen to the ground and had already become stiff. He could clearly see the dagger that was embedded in Yelu Dashi's chest. The bright red blood began to solidify and slowly turned red.
Black. However, Yelu Dashi's eyes were wide open, with a deathly expression on his face, and his bulging eyes were still ferocious and terrifying.
"Curiosity killed the cat, don't you know? Maybe your curiosity will kill yourself." Ling Tianyun looked at the other party coldly and replied coldly. It would be in his best interest if the other party did not attack.
Yes, he can seize the time to recover his physical strength. Whether it is his physical strength or his internal strength, he can get some time to adjust his breathing.
"Hahaha, you're laughing so hard at me. Do you think I'm Yelu Dashi? You want to kill me with just such tricks. It's so shameless." The Khitan warrior raised his head and laughed, and then said disdainfully.
The sharp gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the gradually darkening sky.
At this moment, the red sky began to slowly dissipate. The blood-like broken clouds on the sky had disappeared. The clear blue sky began to glow with a faint blue-black color. The sky began to get dark.
.
"Really? That's what Yelu Dashi said just now. Do you Khitans all like to talk nonsense?" Ling Tianyun said sarcastically, motionless as a mountain.
"You have such sharp teeth and sharp mouth, you simply don't know how to live or die." When the Khitan warrior heard this, his eyes showed an extremely fierce light, and his ferocious look made people feel chilly. Ling Tianyun's words seemed to hit him.
The pain caused inexplicable anger to surge out of him like a torrential wave.
After saying that, the Khitan warrior did not want to waste any more words. He quickly danced with his scimitar, and rushed towards Ling Tianyun like a cheetah. Before anyone arrived, the layers of sword energy turned into cold light, tearing apart the dimness.
In the boundless twilight, before anyone arrived, gusts of sword wind swept through the ferocious color of the cold sky like a mad tide.
Layers of sword energy and evil cold came, and bursts of sword wind surged in. The Khitan warriors came rolling in with their swords, and their momentum was like a rainbow piercing the sun. The swords that appeared were fierce and sharp, and the swords were fierce.
It rises like waves, slashes horizontally, cuts vertically, and cuts forward and backward. The movements are extremely skillful and quick, and the momentum is extremely powerful and powerful.
Ling Tianyun's eyes trembled, and the opponent's moves seemed to be different again. The sharp sword wind and sword energy, the strong and fierce moves, and the lightning speed of the sword. He could only deal with the changes by remaining unchanged. He could only
He swung the heavy and thick sword and responded with a more vigorous and crazy momentum.
The sword rose like a penetrating rainbow. The Khitan warrior's sword moves did not have the same sword intent as Yelu Dashi's, but this was not something Ling Tianyun could easily contend with.
As the knife rose and fell, the two exchanged several more moves. Ling Tianyun was panting for a while, sweating profusely from his body, and there was an unconcealable soreness in his double chops. He used clumsy movements but was swung by him.
It turned into another charm, and he only felt that his movements were becoming more and more skillful, and his freehand movements were vividly displayed. Not only did the Khitan warriors feel confused, but Ling Tianyun himself also felt a little confused.
Clumsy movements, but with random moves, a sense of skill and craftsmanship, but at this moment Ling Tianyun forgot about the power that his body had lost, as well as the depleted internal energy in his body.
At this moment, Ling Tianyun seemed to be in an inexplicable state. His body was empty and his spirit-like state made him involuntarily wave the sword in his hand.
The sky is as quiet as the sky, and the agility is as still. He has memorized these verses recorded in the "Mahayana Heart Sutra" by heart, and he has entered a state of sky and darkness. The moves of using the sword are just his subconscious.
Actions, and some strange sword styles appeared in his mind, and he performed them according to the sword styles that appeared in his mind.
However, at this moment, there was a loud bang in his dantian, and a shocking sound like an explosion sounded in his mind. Just when he was shocked and confused, he found that the fine and flame-like true energy in his dantian suddenly flowed like spring water.
His Dantian surged wildly in all directions. It started out like a spring, then slowly turned into a stream like a stream, and finally gushed out like a river.
All this happened in just one breath. Before Ling Tianyun could react at all, his Dantian was filled with endless zhenqi that was churning and flowing. And the meridians all over his body were flowing with the zhenqi in his Dantian.
Just like the dry earth is moistened by spring rain, it becomes full and plump.
At this moment, his physical body was also infused with his own true energy. The true energy integrated into his body was instantly transformed into an extremely powerful force that made him want to roar out. This powerful force gave him a
There is a feeling of nowhere to be expelled, and a surge of heroic spirit can't help but rush up, like rushing into the clouds.
He had entered the late stage of the inner strength realm, and he could finally fight head-on with this Khitan warrior. Ling Tianyun could not hide his inner ecstasy, and his whole body suddenly burst out with an aura that was like the sky and the earth shattering.