The wind and sand are still there, and the loess is endless!
Xun Shaoyu, wearing a water-patterned plain shirt and a Ruyi jade belt, came for a leisurely stroll.
His aura seems to contain the sun and the moon, and his eyes are as clear as the stars surrounding the sky. His pure water-colored clothes remain motionless despite being blown by the wind and sand for thousands of years.
Opposite, the barbarian chieftain who arrived from unknown time sat silently in the middle of the sand, almost a mountain, suppressing the surrounding wind.
"You... really made me wait!"
This giant, which was more than ten feet tall, was sitting cross-legged on the yellow sand. His thick voice was like a cracking earth and a landslide, shaking the surroundings.
Feeling the trembling of the ground under his feet, Xun Shaoyu smiled at the corner of his mouth, just like the spring breeze turning into rain, moistening things silently, and it seemed to add a sense of life within dozens of feet around him.
"Since I have issued a declaration of war, shouldn't you, a bastard, be waiting in fear and fear for my victory? Could it be that you are asking me to wait for you, a mere barbarian?"
Barbarians are the half-barbarian, half-human blood produced by the intercourse between barbarians and human races, which can also be called "mixed blood".
And the so-called barbarian is to tear open the scar directly, point it directly at the barbarian's nose, and say that bastard.
When these words came out, not to mention a arrogant and arrogant barbarian like Jiang Yi, even ordinary barbarians would tear themselves apart and beat them to death.
Although Jiang Dao had the city in his chest, after refining his pure-blooded barbarian body, he also acquired a wild and wild nature, and also developed a blood-soaked nature to fight against the heaven and the earth to fight against all sentient beings.
Moreover, Jiang Yi has never been one to take things lightly. Faced with Xun Shaoyu's "insulting" words, his face showed no abnormality, but his eyelids still trembled slightly for a moment.
"Everyone says that Xun Rentu's knife is very powerful. Unexpectedly, a certain family just found out today that Xun Rentu's mouth can kill people without showing blood!"
Jiang Ye sneered, and he stared at Xun Shaoyu's face, which looked like an old wolf on the verge of death, cruel and greedy, with an emerald green light in a trance, which made people feel sad.
The two stand on one side, and Xun Shaoyu's aura is like the stars in the sky, transforming into three hundred and sixty-five stars, a chaotic chaos, all transformed by one Qi, and then returning to the origin of one Qi.
Jiang Yi is sitting cross-legged. The strong-looking Jiang Yi looks like a knife and an axe. There is no trace of softness in his body. He is full of fierce masculinity. The masculinity in every move makes people think that this is an eternal statue.
Even if the extinguished furnace is placed in the freezing cold of the far north, it will not affect the 'heat' of this furnace.
"Are these your last words..."
Xun Shaoyu sighed softly and said: "If my sword is unsheathed, who else but you, a barbarian chief, is qualified to be the spirit of this sacrificial sword?"
"With just one of your lives, the day when my ghost spirit reaches its peak will be the day when the barbarians on the border will be destroyed."
Xun Shaoyu slowly caressed You Jing, and a faint black divine light slowly circulated in the scabbard.
Just wait for that earth-shattering blade to be drawn out of its sheath, shaking the world and ghosts.
"Only the blood of you, the barbarian chieftain, can give me the inspiration for the perfect completion of my magic sword."
Although Xun Shaoyu's sword was not unsheathed, the sharp edge could be felt from a distance of dozens of miles, and the killing Gengjin aura could sting the skin.
"Hahaha……"
Jiang Dao smiled instead of being angry, blackness flew from his shoulders, and his eyes were like lightning.
His energy and blood suddenly exploded, like a furnace, the majestic blood energy was unimaginably hot, steaming everything within dozens of feet around him in an instant.
Jiang Qi sarcastically said, "Okay... you can think of it, it would be a great blessing for a certain family to take the head of a certain family to sacrifice this magical sword."
"You should be a hero in life, and a hero in death. If you use the blood of a certain family to refine a psychic sword, the name of a certain family can last forever!"
In terms of realm, compared to Xun Shaoyu, Jiang Yi is already in the realm of a true master. He is extremely powerful and extremely difficult to kill.
In terms of combat power, Jiang Yi has a ten-foot-long true body and a pure-blooded barbarian. Although his natural supernatural powers cannot allow him to fight beyond the ranks, Jiang Yi's martial arts can touch the 'ceiling' of top masters. He can be said to be one of the great masters. Next, the strongest series of characters.
Although Jiang Yi didn't know what trump card Xun Shaoyu had, he felt that he had nothing to fear.
Xun Shaoyu's Thirty-One Refiners was certainly a half-step master, but Jiang Ye was a true master, and even his top master.
Xun Shaoyu smiled faintly and said confidently: "This quiet spirit sword is my destiny weapon. It will always follow me... until I reach the top of the road."
"In this case, you will die with no regrets!"
The confidence in these words was almost like contempt.
Finally, Jiang Yi slowly grasped the mountain ax and stood up slowly: "You...why do you think you can take off the heads of a certain family? You are just talking big words. A certain family has killed many people in recent years. Not missing you."
In the exchange of words between the two, no one could afford to show weakness, both of them were extremely strong.
Although Jiang Yi is at a higher level, Xun Shaoyu's [Heavenly Sword] is not rusty and useless.
Although the ‘God-given Sword’ is not something that Xun Shaoyu can fully master now, its mysterious participation of one scale and half a claw has made Xun Shaoyu’s sword skills advance even higher.
Therefore, Jiang Yi did not dare to be careless. Xun Shaoyu could threaten his life at his whim.
This is a life-and-death battle between the two, which will determine the ownership of the land of Nancai, as well as the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people on both sides.
No matter who wins, it will be a huge disaster for the other party.
Zheng——
Xun Shaoyu's scabbard shook, and he used the scabbard as a knife. The knife could not come out of the sheath and kept humming, as if he was thirsty for blood.
"Let me weigh you and see how much progress you have made in the past few years. How dare you boast so much."
boom--
The ground shook and the mountains shook. Jiang Yi suddenly stood up. His feet were like a tornado. When it swept away, his deep murderous intention was revealed uncontrollably.
"Broken Mountain!"
With an ax blow, Jiang Yi's body almost jumped up into the air, and his strong body fell like a mountain in the air.
At this moment, Jiang Yi struck one hundred and eighteen times with his axe, and the strong energy exploded one after another, like "fragments" of substance, making people feel as if they were seeing an illusory reality.
These pieces of 'fragments' are completely compressed by Qi Gang. Each piece is invisible and has no substance, but its lethality is astonishing.
"Broken Mountain!"
Jiang Yi ignored him, roared angrily, and smashed down his huge axe, covering hundreds of feet around Xun Shaoyu in an instant.
The waves of energy around him kept roaring and roaring, condensing strong energy that almost tore everything in sight to pieces.
Xun Shaoyu was in the midst of this, and under Jiang Yi's stormy offensive, he still had an unstable mind, his Youjing sword couldn't stop trembling, and his murderous aura lingered around him.
Zheng——
Xun Shaoyu used the sheath of his sword to strike across the 'focus' where the air waves gathered. He gathered ruthlessness, speed, speed, and absolute power to cut off all the monsters and monsters.
The clear and faint light of the sword flowed along Xun Shaoyu's scabbard, and the sword cut through countless ax shadows. The scattered air waves made a violent friction sound.
clang--
The two of them were separated as soon as they touched each other, and a strong air flow raged between them.
The sword flashed, the ax flashed, and the two were entangled.
The sword intent, which was as cold as a hundred feet, froze the blood of Bai Skeleton. Jiang Yi, a real body of ten feet, could not help but focus on his expression. His blood and energy were constantly soothing the cold that invaded his bone marrow.
With only a scabbard, Xun Shaoyu was able to compete with Jiang Yi. Once he used the sword, his sword skills were like the sunset on the Yellow River.
"gravel!"
"Dingyue!"
"Luoyu!"
Jiang Dao was filled with fighting spirit, his face was as red as a flush, and when he swung his battle ax, there was a roaring sound, like millions of cannonballs.
This kind of power, pure and terrifying, can make rivers stop flowing, mountains and rivers dry up, and the sun and moon wither. Each ax is powerful, and it also has the effect of building momentum, causing waves to fall layer by layer.
"Roar……"
The movement of the ax technique reaches the extreme, with heavy mountains of axes stacked one after another.
A giant axe, one hundred feet tall, slowly fell down. The axe, which was almost as tall as a mountain, was about to land on Xun Shaoyu's head.
"Diao Xiaoji'er..."
Xun Shaoyu raised his head to the sky and roared softly. The cold sword light swept away, and a Milky Way hung. The 'Galaxy' impacted, and the ax mountains in front of him collapsed one by one.
Taking advantage of the situation, Xun Shaoyu slashed out with a knife, and with the power of the 'Galaxy', they all surged into the sky, tearing apart the color of the sky.
However, no matter what moves he made, Xun Shaoyu held the scabbard in one hand and wiped them out without leaving any chance.
"Roar……"
Jiang Yi fought to the point of madness and manifested his bloodline true form, a strong man with three or four arms, roaring loudly, holding a stone ax in his hand, he looked like an unparalleled god and demon.
The tyranny of bloodline power suddenly increased Jiang Yi's strength by more than a hundred times.
A punch and a kick can shake the mountains and rivers, and an ax and a drink can shatter the mountains.
The endless expansion of power is even more jaw-dropping. The power and dominance of the ancient creatures can be seen from this.
However, they saw that the two of them were venting their power without any worries, and the vibrating sandstorm was already quite large.
Zheng——
Xun Shaoyu's sword pierced Jiang Yi's back, and his murderous intention was very strong.
But Jiang Yi's back was rolling like a dragon, and when he made a move, a real dragon was so powerful that it turned the river upside down, which made people look at him.
When the light of the sword entered his body, Jiang Yi overpowered his body and shattered it into pieces.
clang--
clang--
block--
Although Xun Shaoyu is not a golden bone, the thirty-one refinements are very close to it, and his physical body is incredibly powerful. Although he does not have the power of [Indestructible Vajra], ordinary weapons and swords cannot hurt him at all.
A little spark flew around, and the water-colored shirt unknowingly shattered, revealing his white jade-like skin. These qi gangs were churning together, and they were extremely powerful, but they couldn't hurt a single hair on his body, and could only tear into pieces of his clothing.
"Are you sharpening your knife against me?"
Seeing Xun Shaoyu becoming more and more proficient in his sword skills, Jiang Yi was suddenly startled.
Although Xun Shaoyu's thirty-sixth practice has not reached perfection, and the golden bones have not been refined, it is still a little short of the level of a true master.
However, the eighty-one exercises of [Yi Jin Ji Forging Bones] can be said to be a method of realizing the Tao through strength. In the early stage, it consumes the most energy and blood, and uses strong medicine. In the later stage, you often have to endure loneliness in order to achieve success.
But once such an extremely powerful method is achieved, its combat power will be more than doubled several times.
Each of the thirty-six exercises is completely different. A half-step master is infinitely close to the master, and it is all relying on a strong body. Xun Shaoyu can shake a top grandmaster with the posture of a half-step master.
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"You know it's too late..."
Xun Shaoyu sneered: "I...have a knife,"
He chanted in a low voice: "The sword comes out of Feng Lei Wu, the murderous sword of gods and ghosts!"
"My sword has been sharpened to the point of being sharpened, and you, the devil under the sword, can return to their original positions."
boom--
Jiang Ye counterattacked with a punch, and a loud roar of anger rang in Xun Shaoyu's ears: "To kill a grandmaster without being a grandmaster is not something ordinary people are qualified to do!"
"Are you qualified for this?"
Xun Shaoyu closed his eyes, and the Youjing slowly came out of its sheath. Under the influence of his fist spirit, this Youjing was born.
It's just that the person who can make this quiet spirit stand out must not be a mediocre person.
"Use your blood, use your bones," Xun Shaoyu murmured: "Sacrifice a psychic soldier, this is..."
"The way to kill a living creature as a sacrifice to soldiers!"
Zheng——
The ghost spirit slowly came out of its scabbard, and a little bit of dark yellow gradually streaked across the scabbard.
Xun Shaoyu's eyes opened and closed, lingering with murderous intent.
"Hahaha……"
Jiang Yi laughed wildly: "A certain family is here, how can they take my rank? Where can they come from?"
"Where did it come from?"
Xun Shaoyu, dressed in plain clothes, made a hunting noise, and the quietness when he was unsheathed was filled with an extremely deep and cold feeling.
"I have a sword called [Heavenly Sword]!"
Xun Shaoyu was neither hasty nor slow, and the Youjing Sword made a slight noise, as if he wanted to drink the blood of all living beings.
"I have a sword called [Heavenly Sword]!"
Xun Shaoyu's tone of voice was neither urgent nor slow, but the murderous intent of his hands became more and more dazzling.
The sword is the most dangerous weapon in the world.
What's more, the sword in Xun Shaoyu's hand was borrowed from God, and its power is unimaginable.
An increasingly cold murderous intention emerged in Xun Shaoyu.
For the first time, fear appeared on Jiang Yi's face, as if he was looking at great terror, as if he was looking at great horror.
It was a scene where blood filled the world and millions of lives were devastated. There were countless barbarian corpses, with a faint stench, rotten blood, and light green corpse hair.
A barbarian, more than ten feet tall, stood on the bank of the sea of blood. His body was stiff and slightly green, his eyes wide open with anger, and he was looking into the distance.
Jiang Yi lost his mind and said: "That's...me!"
The figure and appearance of that barbarian were extremely familiar to Jiang Yi.
That was himself, that was him after death.
Jiang Yi suddenly realized: "Could it be that this is the scene after my death?"
The brutal carnage of many barbarians and the scattered broken corpses made him angry and frightened.
"ah……"
Jiang Ye forced himself to raise his spirits and broke through many illusions.
I saw a blade of light rolling down like a celestial river, and the trickling sword energy like running water drowned everything in Jiang Yi in an instant.
In an instant, the five senses of the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body were all gone. It is the so-called "Heavenly Sword", the will of God is like a sword.
"This is the prototype of my [Heavenly Sword], and it is also the foundation of my martial arts." The brilliance of Xun Shaoyu's eyes was brighter than ever before.
The sword of "Heavenly Sword" is originally a "Tianzhi" sword that Xun Shaoyu pulled up in response to the great road of heaven and earth. It is almost like the nameless image of the road. The image of "Heavenly Sword" is impermanent. After all, Xun Shaoyu's foundation is shallow and he cannot use it.
This style smelt one's own martial arts
However, the [Heavenly Sword] is integrated into his bones, blood, and bones, and is always a thought, turning it into the original intention of his heart.
Finally, the complexity is reduced to simplicity, and the prototype of [Heavenly Sword] is refined using these thousands of moves.