Purple Star General, Tang Xuantian! If you take stock of the most famous strong men in China in recent years, the name Tang Xuantian cannot be avoided no matter what.
The same goes for Yamazaki Aoki. Even as a Fuso Shinobi, he still values this name.
Because the Fuso War Department has listed it as a key target of attention.
"Tang Xuantian?"
Zhou Zhuo turned around in confusion and looked at Tang Ming.
He has been in seclusion for the past few years and doesn't come out often. He doesn't know much about the new powerful people.
At this time, the ghost spirit inside Qianlong Villa became more and more intense, and the entire villa was under Tang Ming's control.
As for the Mist Ninja and Ghost Ninja, they were all killed by Youyue and Dragon Soul Evil.
"Tang Xuantian, you are playing with fire."
Yamazaki Aoki's eyes turned cold: "I admit that you are very strong, even second only to the Forbidden Attic and Jiang Longwu and others, but are you sure you are confident that you can withstand my anger?"
The words fell.
The void trembled, and the bloody scimitars all over the sky suddenly condensed into a dense mass, which was far more terrifying than what Zhou Zhuo had faced before.
"Damn it!"
Zhou Zhuo's expression changed drastically.
On the one hand, he finally knew how powerful Yamazaki Aoki was. When he faced him just now, the opponent obviously didn't use his full strength.
On the other hand, it is because Yamazaki Aoki's evaluation of Tang Ming is second only to Zijin Pavilion and Jiang Longwu. This evaluation is enough to shock the world. China is about to have another guardian envoy! "Tang Xuantian, you and I will work together to break through this first."
Illusion Mist Magic!"
Zhou Zhuo spoke firmly, his natal flying sword hovering on his shoulders, full of fighting spirit.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities!”
Yamazaki Aoki sneered, and the bloody crescent moon in his pupils suddenly reversed. High in the sky, the blood moon actually began to rotate, and the entire bloody cloud was like boiling water, bubbling with heat waves.
Zhou Zhuo felt a pressure coming on him, making it difficult for him to use his sword.
"We can only attack by force!"
Zhou Zhuo looked at Tang Ming, preparing to join forces with this new powerful man.
"Not urgent."
Tang Ming shook his head slightly, glanced at Yamazaki Aoki, and finally landed on a void.
After observing for a while.
Tang Ming laughed: "I didn't expect that you, Fusang, actually learned the secret art of traveling from China. It seems that you, Fusang's ninja, had a lot of penetration into China."
Boom! Yamazaki Aoki struck like a thunderous blow. It seemed that his mind was so shocked that the surrounding bloody clouds were a little turbulent.
"Mystical art of wandering?"
Zhou Zhuo was stunned for a moment and then reacted: "You mean, this is not Yamazaki Aoki himself?"
"But, but according to my soul's perception, the other party is clearly the original body..." Zhou Zhuo was very confused.
The secret art of mind travel is the Taoist supreme magical power. It can control the gods with thoughts. It can travel thousands of miles in an instant and come and go without a shadow. It is one of the most mysterious and powerful Taoist escape skills. Moreover, the cultivation method is extremely difficult and requires the practitioner to concentrate his soul.
Only by integrating into the laws of space can you truly travel thousands of miles.
Use the magic power to travel thousands of miles, the physical body does not move, and the soul travels around the world.
But at this time, Yamazaki Aoki clearly had a physical body, not a soul body.
"This body is not his at all."
Tang Ming sneered: "Moreover, he didn't learn the essence of the so-called fugue secret technique. Instead, he mixed it with Fuso Ninjutsu, and finally cultivated it into something different."
The words fell.
Tang Ming stamped his foot, the void collapsed, and his whole body shot out like a cannonball, directly attacking Yamazaki Aoki.
Zhou Zhuo was also startled when he saw him suddenly taking action. Didn't they agree to join forces to fight against the enemy? Why did he do it alone?
"Tang Xuantian, you are seeking death!"
Yamazaki Aoki was furious, and his blood pupils burst into the sky.
Countless bloody scimitars condensed in the entire sea of blood-colored clouds, and the fierce wind tore through the void with great force, sealing all paths forward.
"careful!"
Zhou Zhuo shouted loudly and reminded him that he had suffered a lot from these bloody scimitars just now, and the more he hit them, the more he would suffer.
Tang Ming heard nothing and rushed into the bloody scimitar.
In an instant, boundless attacks swarmed in, as powerful as the waves crashing over them.
Tang Ming punched with his backhand, the punch was so violent that it shattered all the incoming swords. At the same time, terrifying energy and blood burst out from his body, and there was a faint roar of a dragon.
Qi and blood are like a dragon.
Qingming Taoist body.
"Roar!"
Accompanied by the roar of the dragon, a majestic fist force exploded, and the terrifying air wave defeated all Dao Gang within a radius of several hundred meters.
Even the strong wind caused by the fist force suddenly cracked the void, making it impossible for the bloody sword to break through.
"Such terrifying brute force..." Zhou Zhuo's face was solemn. The swordsman was attacking the most, but he felt that the power of the opponent's fist was more powerful than his own sword intention.
Just when he was shocked.
Suddenly, the sound of a sword pierced the sky.
"Zheng!"
The sword intent flew across the sky, and four illusory huge sword bodies condensed in the sky. Each sword intent was extremely solid and had a completely different aura.
The true meaning of swordsmanship! Four completely different true meanings of swordsmanship! "..." Zhou Zhuo opened his mouth wide, his expression completely out of control.
He is a pure sword cultivator, so he naturally knows how difficult it is to condense the true meaning of the sword. He thought that he could condense the four sword intentions of wind, thunder, water, and fire, and he would already be proud of the sword cultivators in the world.
Who would have thought.
When I came out of seclusion today, the first genius I met in secular China actually had the true meaning of the four swordsmanship.
"Asura Sword Intent, Domineering Sword Intent, Pure Heart Sword Intent, Wen Dao Sword Intent..." "Two attacking true intentions, two auxiliary true intentions, complement each other, and the power of his sword perception is even better than mine."
Zhou Zhuoyue became more and more frightened as he watched.
He is a genius in swordsmanship and has a deep understanding of the sword's will. Just like his wind, thunder, water, and fire, their attributes can also be integrated with each other to create a more violent attack.
However, Tang Ming's sword intention is unique, especially the Pure Heart Sword Intention and the Wen Dao Sword Intent. The former can increase the chance of enlightenment of the Sword Intention, and the latter can enhance the power of perception, which has endless wonderful uses.
"The brute strength of the physical body is invincible, and the four true meanings of swordsmanship are condensed."
"What kind of monster is this Tang Xuantian? Is he also a member of the cultivation world? But I have never heard of such a person in the cultivation world?"
Zhou Zhuo frowned and looked forward.
Accompanied by the four true meanings of swordsmanship, the sword field roared, cutting into pieces the bloody swords in the sky.
Yamazaki Aoki's expression was solemn, and his hands changed the seals, turning into afterimages very quickly.
"Calling spirits, the art of casting ghosts and spirits!"
"Bah!"
A loud shout.
Behind him, blood-colored clouds arched up two blood coffins. The blood coffins were engraved with complex inscriptions, and two talismans were pasted directly above them in the shape of a cross seal.
As the Yamazaki Aoki seal was pinched out, the talisman suddenly ignited spontaneously.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The blood coffin is wide open.
Two mummies lay quietly inside. The mummy on the left was wearing a blue robe and a ninja tool on its head, while the mummy on the right was shirtless, holding a jet-black samurai sword in both hands and standing erect on its chest.
"The ghost curse spirit is for my use!"
Yamazaki Aoki shouted angrily.
Whoa! The two mummies suddenly opened their eyes, their breaths were majestic, and they actually had the late-stage cultivation of gods.
Yamazaki Aoki pointed his finger at Tang Ming.
Two mummies snatched the blood coffin. The eyes of the mummy holding a knife were completely black. The samurai sword slashed down silently, bringing with it the poisonous aura, and even the void was corroded and hissed wherever it passed.
"Tsk!"
A slash of the sword not only tore the void, but also created a gap in Tang Ming's sword domain.
"Dunjia, Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"
The mummified ninja on the right made a cold voice.
The water vapor in the world suddenly overflowed, and even the raindrops left by Zhou Zhuo's previous use of Yuanshui Sword Intent were disturbed by the ninjutsu, surged and condensed crazily, and turned into a water dragon, spreading in along the gap opened by the samurai sword.