The practice of all kinds of martial arts in the world is a process from unfamiliar to familiar, even if Rin Mu is the creator of this martial art, it is impossible to upgrade himself immediately. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's better to say that as a kung fu that has not been created, there are still many deficiencies in this sword palm, and Rin Mu, who uses this set of kung fu, not only has not been upgraded, but his combat power has also regressed.

"Sa! Lao Mu you want to repay the debt, okay! My old ghost will beat you until you are convinced!"

The wind, the slaughter, the sword, the slight lift.

The fallen leaves drifting in the wind, dancing with the gorgeous movement of sword energy, the two of them were entangled in the battle, and then the sword intent around them shuttled among the dead leaves that were rolled up by the air waves, inch by inch, little by little, tearing it into dust.

"Whew!"

The blade of the sword suddenly rose, and the figure moved instantly, and the two people who were originally standing still all disappeared in their original positions in an instant.

"Huh!"

The staggered figures do not touch the dots. Rin Mu is like a swimming dragon, and the sword palm enters through the gap, and his clothes are flying like an immortal in the world.

The sword palm traction is no longer as unscrupulous as the previous sword fight, and Rin Mu, who has learned a lesson, is familiar with the true use of this martial art.

On the other hand, on the side of the sword and ghost, the ghost refining hundred seals are heavy, the power of the majestic and domineering is difficult to defeat in the world, and the move to attack Rin Mu's body makes his temperament even more high-spirited.

"Angry Horse Eighteen Breaks!"

Just waiting for the momentum of his body to reach the peak, the giant sword in the hand of the sword ghost suddenly turned into a shocking sword wave, every move was pure and domineering, and the eighteen consecutive slashes slashed so that Rin Mu's hands shook and collapsed.

"Well, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose, it shouldn't be like this!"

Only at the moment when the sword ghost was about to win, Rin Mu suddenly lost his whereabouts under the sword, and then heard a crisp sword sound behind his ears, but Rin Mu had already moved to the side of the sword ghost by the power of the sword palm.

The two palms were transported together, and the sound of the sword breaking through the air was suddenly aroused, and the sword qi in the palm was uncertain, and the flow of the move was imminent:

"Mutian has a way, six transformations of the trace!"

Rui Qi is all over the world, the glow rushes into the sky, and the rising Rin Mu has exhausted his sword power with holy energy, as if he wants to win back a game against the sword ghost.

"Sa! If you want to defeat the old ghost, this kind of strength is not enough!

The extreme style suddenly made the battlefield double, and the divided earth was uneven, and it was a sword qi that burst out, drawing a bottomless abyss between the two.

The sword palm style is endless, and the heavy sword power is thousand, and the equal division at this time indicates that Rin Mu has entered the door for this martial art.

"You said you weren't strong enough, so come on!"

The shadow was instantaneous, and Rin Mu's body was suddenly as fast as thunder, and the moves were like a tide of holy energy, and the palm re-transformation was even more flexible.

The more agile sword palm, the more refined power, the sharp sword qi at the tip of the palm is uncertain, and bursts of gold and iron resonate in the hundred seals of refining ghosts. It was slightly clear that it was inevitable to get close to the body and limbs, and Rin Mu was close to the inner circle of the sword ghost step by step.

With a flip of the palm, it was like a horizontal sword sweeping the sword ghost, and as soon as he withdrew, it was another palm sword instantaneous, and the sword ghost was difficult to parry within a square inch, and the truth that one inch was short and one inch was dangerous was really confirmed.

"Sa ! Lao Mu, don't be complacent, the two of us are now tied to one! Tomorrow the old ghost thinks of your trick to break the method, you will lose!"

Unwilling to accept his own failure, the sword ghost shook his head and didn't even bother to walk, stepped on a step, and instantly climbed over the wall and returned to his house, it seemed that he was going back to think about how to break Rin Mu's sword palm in order to save face for himself.

And Rin Mu, who stayed in the courtyard, looked at the messy yard and thought about it, but still didn't clean it.

"Hmm~ Forget it, anyway, there will be a fight tomorrow, and now that you clean it up, it will be messy tomorrow, so it's better to teach Ruomei martial arts first!"

Just when Rin Mu called Xiao Ruomei, who had been watching the battle from the side, to his side to teach the Holy Way of the Pastor, a change of power was undergoing in the Tenglong Palace.

One by one, the fat shortage began to be occupied by the old man and others, and the characters who were originally promoted by Rin Mu inevitably received different degrees of cold reception.

"Being able to handle such a huge amount of manpower and material resources, but only providing less than 30% of the front, really has to be handed over to loyal Gengong people like us in order to give full play to the maximum effect of these forces!"

"My friend's words are reasonable!"

As the orders in the Tenglong Hall were issued one after another, the people and horses of the various sects that were originally going to be assigned to various places to maintain stability were all sent to the front line, and Rin Mu overestimated them, and they began to dig their own graves before they could use the foreshadowing.

Especially as the entire Central Plains began to be integrated by the Tiance Dynasty, the demons lurking in the shadows also increased their efforts to transport demons and evils, and the entire bitter realm suddenly became demonic, and the withdrawal of this group of forces aggravated the suffering of the common people.

"The action of the Demon Sword Dao is to declare war on the Tiance Dynasty! Send the order down, issue the text, Lone has no patience to slowly grind it again, and let the remaining forces come to the dynasty to surrender within a day!

If you don't surrender, Lone will lead a large army to conquer tomorrow, and then the sword will be eyeless!"

With the release of the Tiance True Dragon Text, the remaining forces in the Bitter Realm that were terrified under the power of the Heavenly Ce suddenly all came to vote, and the Tiance army that commanded the entire Bitter Realm was too strong, and all the Bitter Realm Sects referred to by Bing Feng surrendered.

It's just that the unification of the Central Plains is not necessarily a good thing for Seven Stars.

In the face of such a powerful Tiance Dynasty, the Demon Sword Flow first raised the sword in his hand, and with a sword, it pointed at the wisdom brain of the dynasty: Zhiwangxing!

"Megatron Mountains and Rivers Crazy Dragon Explosion!"

Seeing Zhiwangxing fall in a pool of blood, the Tiance True Dragon was furious and wanted to burn the Nine Heavens. After hearing the sound of battle here, Tiance had already rushed as fast as possible, but Zhiwangxing in the pool of blood was not alive.

The demon with a murderous face on the side, dressed in black, and the blood-dripping sword in his hand indicates who is the murderer of Zhiwangxing.

"Demons, report your name, and you will pay tribute to Lone's love with your blood!"

"I, Demon Sword Flow: Wind Scar, your speed is too slow!"

In the blink of an eye, the scar of the wind that was still there suddenly appeared behind Tiance, and the magic sword was powerful, and the extreme force was about to take Tiance's life in an instant.

At this moment, Zhiwangxing on the side finally swallowed his last breath, and his body star spirit suddenly broke out of his body, and instantly entered Tiance's body, and the rolling star power suddenly pushed Tiance Yuangong to a new peak.

The star power exploded, and there was a bang, and between the heavens and the earth, the rolling palm power was surging:

"Heavenly Dragon Cry!"

The dragon sounded, the voice was sad, and the Tiance who lost his subordinates was full of anger to pay this move, and the strong wind pressure seemed to trap the wind scars around his body.

But ,,, such a wind is useless against the traces of the wind!

The heavy and swift sword is a combination of strength and speed, but the intersection of the sword palms is a touch, with the help of the power of the shock, the trace of the wind instantly distances itself from Tiance, and the body turns again and is already gone.

"Traces of the Wind! Demon Sword Dao! Lone wants you all to die!"

However, no matter how angry the roar is, the traces of the wind can't be heard, or even if they do, they won't care, and now he still has to satisfy the bloodthirsty desire in his heart.

"Wouldn't the human blood of the bitter realm be different from the demon?"