The Great Ghost God Monarch was furious: "Little rabbit cub, give a shameless face, I'll kill you first, see if Ye Xiangtian can protect you!" Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Chong relied on the fact that there was a "senior brother" behind him, pulling the tiger skin to make a big banner, and a mouth cannon caused the Great Ghost God Monarch to jump like thunder, desperate to kill himself, but he was also shocked, and he only had time to shout at the top of his voice: "Senior brother, help!" was frozen by Jingguang, and his intuition was dim, and he was about to fall asleep, when there was another sword roar in his ears, but this time it was agitated and majestic, full of anger.

The Great Shadow God Monarch screamed, and was slashed on the soul fixing mirror by the sword light, and there were three more cracks on the mirror surface, this mirror was the treasure of his life and enlightenment, and he was injured repeatedly, which really hurt his vitality, and he roared violently, and he fled again. Before leaving, he shouted: "Ye Xiangtian, you deceive people too much! Seven days later, on the night of the full moon, I will look for you in the eyes of the Lingjiang River to discuss life and death!" Ye Xiangtian's faint voice came: "Noise!" The sword light rose again, and the Great Ghost God Monarch turned into a black wind and ran away in a smoke. The Snow Lady screamed, and she also turned into a fragrant wind and disappeared.

Ling Chong didn't expect the scene to end so quickly, and he was still standing blankly, the sword light flew a ball, and suddenly he flicked it on his forehead, and then flew straight out, and there was no trace. After a long time, the shopkeeper downstairs and the guys dared to probe out, and when they saw the devastation upstairs, they couldn't help but be relatively speechless, and when they saw Ling Chong standing on his own, he was stupid, and he was even more panicked, and he was just about to pounce on him to take a look, Ling Chong suddenly let out a long laugh: "I see!"

It turned out that when Ye Xiangtian, the senior brother of the Taixuan Sword Sect, was leaving, he crossed a mind with sword light and thought into his mind. Ling Chong pondered it carefully, and found that it was actually the Taixuan Sword Sutra that he had practiced, and it was a complete inheritance, with a total of thirty-six swordsmanship, numbered Taixuan Thirty-six Swords, and at the end of this recipe was written "Taixuan Sword Sect Introductory Swordsmanship" Eight big characters.

Ling Chong smiled slightly bitterly: "Uncle Wang has only learned five tricks in his life, I have a coincidence, my internal strength has made great progress, and I have been practicing diligently every day, so I will practice to eighty percent of the fire, who knows that it is only an introductory swordsmanship in others." Then he was very happy: "This set of Taixuan swords is so mysterious, but it is only an entry level, if I can worship the beginner and practice the superior exercises, wouldn't it be immortal?

This thought was forgotten after a moment in my mind, and then I was excited to comprehend the thirty-six swords of Taixuan. Ling Chong is really a genius in the way of the sword, at a young age, he has already cultivated the Taixuan remnant spectrum seven or eight points, and as soon as he gets the true inheritance of the Taixuan Sword, he immediately can't bear it. He has been practicing swords since he was six years old, and what he thinks every day is the thirteen swordsmanship on the remnant score, which can be said to be extremely proficient, and once it is compared with the next twenty-three swordsmanship, he immediately understands it.

In the frightened eyes of the shopkeeper and Xiao Er, Ling Chong's body suddenly radiated layers of sword qi, although it was formless and substantial, but it seemed to be able to cut all things, and the tables, chairs and benches that were already a mess were clashed back and forth by this sword qi, and in the sneering sound, they finally turned into piles of sawdust and wood flowers, which could no longer be pieced together. Ling Chong also slowly floated in the air, his small body seemed to be majestic at this moment, and under the backdrop of the sword qi, it looked even more majestic.

At this time, in his body, the Taixuan True Qi, which was already extremely abundant, operated according to the internal strength and mental method of the Taixuan Thirty-six Swords, surging in the meridians around his body, coming and going. Originally, because of the incomplete Fa, this true qi was just a little more powerful than the secret internal strength of the other sects on the rivers and lakes, but according to the complete Fa Sect operating in the meridians, it was like a wild horse that could not be contained.

Taixuan's true qi was originally born to assist Taixuan's swordsmanship, so it was even more powerful in the denseness, and the catharsis of conflicts in the meridians really made Ling Chong very uncomfortable, although he did not reach the point where life was worse than death, but he was also very guilty. Fortunately, although he is in the anointing, he is not a gentleman, he has a psychic sword heart, which is very tenacious, and he gritted his teeth and held on. Taixuan's true qi was running wantonly in Ren Du's second vein for a moment, as if he was dissatisfied with the crampedness of the territory, and suddenly surged into the meridians of all parts of his body.

Ling Chong had long tried to open up the meridians of his whole body with his true qi, but he was afraid that one would accidentally go mad, so he usually used water grinding kung fu to work hard. But the improved Taixuan Zhenqi is like a pervert who has seen a beautiful woman, and he is brutal and reckless. Taixuan's true qi belongs to the nature of Gengjin, fierce and domineering, and every acupoint is opened by brute force.

Ling Chong was sweating profusely, enduring the pain of torn meridians, watching the Taixuan True Qi rush away all the eight veins of the Qi Sutra of the whole body, and as the last acupoint was broken, the majestic True Qi rose from the dantian, merged into the hands and legs through Ren Du, and then reversed, and merged into the dantian, so as to achieve a great Zhou Tian cycle.

Ling Chong suddenly let out a long roar, and the Blood Spirit Sword in his hand was infused with Taixuan True Qi, and he reluctantly listened to him. From the first move of Taixuan's introductory swordsmanship "One Yuan Resumption of Beginning", the second move "Two Yi Return", and the third move "Three Talents are Established", until the thirty-sixth move "Tiangang Huahong", the whole thirty-six swordsmanship has been unimpeded all the way, and the second move has been performed, and it has turned into a mixed element of the two instruments. The true qi around the body is also like mercury pouring to the ground, pervasive, and the blood spirit sword whines and whines between the gestures, and the sound is fierce and terrifying.

Ling Chong performed the Taixuan Sword Technique once, and the true qi in his body was still surging and surging, and the qi was sensitive, so he had to use it again. I don't know how many times I used it, until this sword technique was already imprinted in his heart, embedded in every trace of his muscles and flesh, and it could be easily used without thinking, and the Taixuan True Qi slowly subsided. He let out a sigh of relief, and to his astonishment, he realized that the entire second floor was almost in ruins, and all he saw was empty.

The shopkeeper and Xiao'er shrank in the corner with a series of ghostly expressions, and the two of them leaned their heads against their heads, with a dull expression, almost frightened. Ling Chong didn't know what to say, took out the remaining 1,000 taels of silver tickets, and with a flick of it, a page of tissue paper slowly floated away as if blown by a majestic wind, landed at the feet of the two, and randomly jumped out of the window.

After a long time, the shopkeeper came to his senses, and asked Xiao Er in a trembling voice: "Was I dazzled just now? Is that the second young master of the Ling family? Why, how is the swordsmanship like a ghost and a god? Isn't this a sword immortal?" Xiao Er's upper and lower teeth are also trembling: "Shopkeeper, these people who came to eat today, I'm afraid they are all immortals with mana!"

Ling Chong rushed out of the restaurant, happily trotted home, every step was a foot away, the real qi around the body was light, the desire was heavy, the heart was relieved, and it was very free, which was indescribable joy. Not long after returning to the Ling Mansion, Wang Chao came to look for him, and said, "Young Master, where did you run away again?" I'm afraid that the demon monk hasn't gone far yet, what if you bump into him?"

Ling Chong slashed the blood spirit sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Now Young Master Ben is not afraid of his magic technique, no matter how he does it, I will only slash it with one sword, and call him to settle the account!"

Wang Dynasty only bragged to him, frowned and said: "In my opinion, these **** still stay at home obediently, don't leave anywhere, and the demon monk doesn't dare to make trouble in Jinling City, hide for a while, and just consume him." Ling Chongwu was still indignant, and he had to take a sword to cut the demon monk, but the dynasty had already dragged him to the main hall to eat.

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