Chapter 198: Martial Dao Supremely Holy

At this moment, Ye Si spoke: "The overall strength of the Border Dynasty is actually much stronger than ours, but those dozen or so cities don't listen to her at all, although they are nominally subordinate to the Border Dynasty, but they not only don't pay taxes, but they are even hindering the development of the Border King City." ”

"In order to defend against the attacks of various countries, the Border King is training an army in the Demon Domain, but the Border King City can't support the consumption of tens of thousands of people at all. ”

Ming Luofei thought about it, then took out half of his achievements during this time, and then said to Yeer: "These silver taels and materials will be handed over to her after Xiaoxue leaves the customs." If the city is built and she hasn't exited yet, you should use some of it to keep the city running in the later stages. ”

After that, he said to Ye Si: "After Lihattian gathers people, you first let them practice the Yijin Sutra, and the rest will be said after I come back from the border royal city." ”

After finishing speaking, Ming Luofei didn't care about anything else, just flew directly in the direction of the border royal city.

On the way, as long as he encountered someone who robbed Ming Luofei, whether it was a sect disciple or a cultivator, he would rob them all.

But soon Ming Luofei found out that something was wrong, because the number of robberies he encountered was inevitably a bit much, and most of them were disciples of the sect, so it attracted Ming Luofei's attention.

Not long after, Ming Luofei met a wave of sect disciples again, and he once again used thunder to "tame" these monks.

Then Ming Luofei asked the disciples of the sect headed by him, "Which force are you from?"

This sect disciple originally didn't want to tell Ming Luofei, but after Ming Luofei directly tore his arm off, the huge pain made him scold.

"Lao Tzu is an inner disciple of the Thousand Blades Sect, if you dare to hurt me, aren't you afraid that my Thousand Blades Sect will kill you?"

The Thousand Blades Sect is a second-rate force in the Chu State, with only more than 300 people, but all the monks in its sect are metal monks.

Seeing him report to his home, Ming Luofei smiled and said, "Is there anyone else here, who will know if he kills you?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the surrounding Thousand Blades Sect disciples turned black all of a sudden, and they showed frightened expressions.

At this moment, a young man of twenty years old walked out of the vicinity, wearing a shirt embroidered with hundreds of blades.

Ming Luofei guessed that he should also be a disciple of the Thousand Blades Sect, and judging from his cultivation at such an age, his talent was not bad.

After he appeared, he didn't look at those fellow disciples, but stared at Ming Luofei tightly, and when he looked at Ming Luofei, he didn't forget to intercede for his fellow disciples.

"This brother, can you let my senior brothers go for my sake?"

Ming Luofei glanced at him and sneered: "You are the oldest, and your face is worth a few dollars, if you say let me release you, I will release you, don't you want my face?"

The young man pulled out a very common narrow knife from his back, raised the blade and said to Ming Luofei: "In this case, I am willing to use ten moves to return the peace of my senior brothers." ”

After hearing this, Ming Luofei looked up to the sky and sighed: "I didn't expect to encounter a neuropathy." ”

After saying that, he casually set a fire

The ball was hit, and the power of this fireball had reached the early stage of the void, and it was more than enough to kill a monk in the middle stage of Ruyi, of course, if that monk did not hide.

"Click, poof!"

Ming Luofei's face, which was rarely surprised, completely changed at this moment, because the young man just made an understatement, and Ming Luofei's fireball dissipated.

If it was him who used his own strength, it would not be surprising that Ming Luo Fei would fall, after all, Ming Luo Fei had seen a lot of monks who fought across the border.

But the young man's knife did not have any power attached to it, and the blade he held was also a very ordinary weapon.

Immediately after that, Ming Luofei hit him again with a fireball, and he just stared at what was about to happen.

I saw that the young man slowly placed the blade flat in front of him, and then there was a back-to-basics aura on his body, and at that moment, he slashed the blade in his hand forward.

His blade slashed through the edge of the fireball, which vanished and the momentum on him subsided again.

At this time, a thought came out of his mind: Martial Dao is holy.

The supreme saint of martial arts is not a realm, but a manifestation of studying martial arts to the extreme.

Generally speaking, it is better to practice martial arts than to cultivate internal strength, but when a person has studied martial arts to the extreme, the power of martial arts will far exceed that of monks.

This can be seen from the fact that it is just the peak of the tribulation, and even the powerhouses of the Dacheng stage are afraid of the Sword Saint of the Divine Weapon Sect, the strength of the martial arts.

Therefore, Ming Luofei finally saw a martial arts saint, and he wanted to try how strong the martial arts saint was, so Ming Luofei strengthened his strength.

"Raging Dragonwave. ”

A ball of Yuan Force flew out of Ming Luofei's palm and hit the young man at an extremely fast speed.

The power of this move has barely reached the level of the late stage of the void.

But in the face of such a powerful force, the young man still slashed out with one sword, and slashed Ming Luofei's attack lightly.

Then he jumped in the air and jumped to Ming Luofei's side, and he waved the blade in his hand like Ming Luofei slashing away.

The speed was so fast that even Ming Luofei, who had the body of a demon, couldn't see it clearly, but he still noticed it, so at the critical moment, Ming Luofei hurriedly gathered a layer of shield on his body.

After all, he didn't know how strong the Martial Dao Supreme Holy was now, so it was better to protect himself now.

With a "bell", his knife slashed at Ming Luofei's shield, but it was a little strange that the knife technique that could easily cut down the "Angry Dragon Wave" could not cut through Ming Luofei's shield.

But the next moment, the young man changed, his sword skills were extremely slow before, but after slashing Ming Luofei's shield, his sword skills suddenly became sharp.

Slashed at Ming Luofei's shield one after another, Ming Luofei couldn't react at all, and in less than three seconds, he had already swung the knife hundreds of times.

"Click. ”

He found that his shield had cracked, and if he let the young man cut it down again, his shield would definitely break.

So Ming Luofei couldn't take care of it

His, he spread his wings, and with a fierce fan, he stirred up several feet of dust, and with this force, he violently widened the distance between him and the youth.

At this time, Ming Luofei's heart palpitated, he couldn't imagine that his current strength could barely fight with the Tribulation Period Cultivator, this was no longer so easy to challenge beyond the realm.

But even so, he almost lost at the hands of a monk in the middle of Ruyi, and the realm of Yue in the middle was too great.

And after the young man saw Ming Luofei pull away, he said to Ming Luofei with an expressionless face: "Senior, now you and I have four moves, and there are still six moves left." ”

At this time, Ming Luofei knew that he was a martial idiot, although the young man's martial arts cultivation was very strong, but he couldn't do anything else at all.

But this also reminded Ming Luofei that a second-rate force can cultivate a teenager, and those first-class forces and super forces can cultivate geniuses is definitely not so simple.

This is Ming Luofei remembered the Bai family sisters, they had already reached the peak of Shekong in their thirties, and it was one thing for their father to be the sect master of the Lieyuan Sect, but if they didn't have talent, they wouldn't be able to cultivate to this point.

The key is that they have a set of battle formations in their cultivation, although there are only two of them, their combat power can already be compared to ordinary early stage cultivators.

At this moment, Ming Luofei couldn't help but sigh that the foundation of their Mourning Sect was still too weak.

At this time, the young man ignored the others and continued to chase and slash towards Ming Luofei.

At the critical moment, he sensed the danger and quickly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack of the young man.

After the young man finished chopping, he said to himself: "There are five more moves." ”

After dodging the fatal blow, Ming Luofei directly performed his most powerful move. "Reverse Death. ”

Then he saw hundreds of mayflies flying towards the young man, and after the young man saw this move, he rarely showed a solemn expression.

However, he still slashed one mayfly at a time, and in just a few seconds, he killed all the mayflies.

The young man who had slain all the mayflies was shaking with his knife, and there were drops of sweat on his forehead running down his cheeks.

At this time, Ming Luofei discovered that something was wrong, because the young man's breath was declining rapidly, and Ming Luofei also found that his soul had also been traumatized.

At this time, Ming Luofei understood that although his attack and defense were invulnerable, his strength was only temporary, and he would not be able to use it for long at all, otherwise, he would not have been traumatized so easily.

Seeing that he couldn't hold on for long, Ming Luofei said: "That's it, you slash me with all your strength, no matter what the result is, I will let your senior brothers go, of course, you have to cut me with all your strength." ”

Hearing Ming Luofei say this, a look of gratitude appeared in his eyes, and then he raised the blade above his head, ready to slash his strongest sword.