Chapter 913. Tu Tian

Yang Jian's big lance swept, and the internal strength that swung out in the shape of a half-moon cut everyone in his path into two. Not only people, but also the smoke and dust that stirred up were cut open and then blown away by a hurricane.

But

Where is the shadow of Shengtu?

At this moment, Yang Jian's heart suddenly moved, and his body wanted to move a few meters to the side, letting go of the internal strength that he had swept out and retracted before. He couldn't help frowning, finding that this Shengtu was really a little difficult. If cultivation is the direct force of the offensive, Shengtu may not be particularly powerful. But the weirdest thing about this person is that he can wantonly hide his own cultivation in other people's cultivation, and it is difficult to detect.

If Yang Jian had withdrawn that internal strength just now, he would have been hit again.

Although Yang Jian avoided it, should he avoid it again and again? It is true that a great cultivator can use a very small amount of internal strength to urge the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to fight, but this does not mean that it will not be consumed at all. If he continues to fight like this, Yang Jian's internal strength will not be able to recover every time he uses, although it will not be exhausted in a very short period of time, but in the long run, the final winner must be Shengtu.

And Shengtu himself knew this very well, so he took advantage of the opportunity to be knocked away by Yang Jian before. He must be hiding somewhere, and the strangest thing about his cultivation is that he is hidden. He can hide his cultivation in the inner strength of others, or he can hide it in the earth. What's more, he said that he had three slaughters, and there was one of the most powerful methods that had not been used.

Yang Jian looked around, his face solemn.

Distance

Da Zizi had already swept over silently, stopping a few hundred meters away to look at this side.

"It's a very special kind of practice, and this is selflessness."

He muttered to himself.

Selfless

He summed up Shengtu's cultivation in these two words.

What is selflessness? According to the description of Buddhist texts, selflessness is a state of Buddhist masters, but it is not a state of cultivation, but a state of mind of a person who is truly immersed in the essence of the Dharma. In the realm of thought, Buddhism has also been attributed to it. Those who only study the Dharma indulge in it in the first period, hoping to sublimate their bodies, and this period is called the self-relieving.

When they find out that I am actually a very small individual, very small for the world of Buddhas, there will be an awareness that I am not important, but that Buddhas are important. This period is known as the light self.

After despise the self, there is no self.

Perhaps those who devote themselves to the study of the Dharma will not understand the realm of those who practice martial arts. They don't know what the Enlightenment Realm is, and they don't know what the Near-Heaven Realm is. And those who practice martial arts can't understand the thinking of these people who purely pursue the spiritual realm, and even if they are at ease, they can't tell what the selfless realm of Buddhism is like.

He saw that Shengtu's cultivation method was very strange, and the word selflessness naturally came to mind in his mind.

It is difficult to understand the selflessness of Buddhism, but it is easy to understand the selflessness of the Great Freedom to say that Shengtu is selfless.

Shengtu is not Shengtu

He can be a lot of people.

It is precisely because of this selflessness that Yang Jian feels that it is difficult to entangle. If Sheng Tu didn't want to fight Yang hard and face each other, then he could hide himself with this weird cultivation. He hides in the ground, and his breath is the smell of earth. He hides in the crowd, and his breath is the breath of others.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

He seemed to be muttering to himself, as if he was talking to an imaginary person. There was no one else around him, or even a large area around him, but his expression really seemed to be speaking to someone.

"You asked me to come to the Central Plains to help Yang Jian restore the Sui Kingdom, although I don't know what the purpose is, but I think you can't be wrong. You have the people of the Buddha sect to enter the Central Plains with all their might, and stop those who cross the line...... It doesn't seem to be a particularly difficult thing to do. In the Central Plains now, it seems that there are not many people who cross the line, only a few. ”

A very different emotion flashed in his eyes, it was a ...... Adore?

By this time, King Dalun Ming was dead, Wan Xingchen was dead, who else did he need to worship with his cultivation? And who is worthy of his worship?

"Yes"

He nodded, as if given some instructions.

Then he rubbed his ears and looked around.

Over there

Yang Jian seemed to be still looking for traces of Shengtu, so he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he turned towards Yang Jian and said, "Your Majesty, Shengtu is hiding three hundred steps underground to your left. ”

Although his voice was not loud, it still clearly reached Yang Jian's ears after drifting a few hundred meters.

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth moved, and then he jumped up in the air at his feet, and threw the big lance in his hand in mid-air. The black lightning-like lance came in an instant, and slammed into the place where Da Zizi said. With tremendous force, the land was like a lake wave that had been thrown into a big stone, but instead of the waves of the water, it was the waves of the earth!

A second before the big lance stabbed over, a figure came out of the soil and quickly avoided it, barely avoiding the bombardment of the big lance.

The black shadow fell lightly dozens of meters away, looking a little embarrassed.

The moment he landed, he turned his head to look at Da Zizi in the distance, and his eyes were full of cruel hatred.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

Da Zizi smiled at him and said, "Your method is really a headache, but it doesn't mean anything to me. ”

Great freedom

The power of the terrain can be used.

Sheng Tu hid underground, hiding his aura, he was a piece of dirt. However, for the great freedom that can use the terrain, this means is really meaningless. After Da Zi controls the terrain, he can easily find him.

"This is Yang Jian, who thinks he is invincible in the world?"

Sheng Tu gasped and looked at Yang Jian with some contempt: "When will you be able to really win the battle without others helping you?" ”

Yang Jian beckoned, and the big lance flew back again: "It's enough for me to win." ”

……

……

"It's a pity"

Yang Jian looked at Sheng Tu and said slowly, "I have given you a chance, hoping to make you one of the people standing by my side. But you think you have a chance to win...... This is the vision is too low and blind confidence. Look at ......"

Yang Jian stretched out his finger and looked in the direction of his finger, the Sui army had broken through the defense line of the victorious army. The Ironclad Army tore apart the array arranged by the Shengjun Army, although the method of burning with fire that Shengtu had thought of before caused a lot of losses to the Ironclad Army, but in the end it was still unable to resist.

And because a cannon exploded, the soldiers on the other side of the firearms battalion actually lost their courage, which Shengtu did not expect. He really believed that he could defeat Yang Jian's ironclad army with artillery, and without such a powerful army, Yang Jian was like missing a pair of arms.

However, the subtleties are not something that anyone can predict.

Sheng Tu knew that the Iron Armor was not a living person, and he had paid enough attention to it, but it was still not enough. And he also knows the power of artillery, but forgets the timidity of human nature. The situation of the battle is changing rapidly, not to mention that no one has dared to continue firing on the side of the artillery battalion for at least half an hour.

Half an hour seems to be enough for the Ironclad Army.

"Your people are finished."

Yang Jian said loudly: "I once swore that this world is the world that I have worked so hard to fight, and I will not allow anyone to destroy it. I want the name of the Great Sui to be immortal, and I want the Yang family to be immortal. But I still remember that you are a rare talent, and I have given you a chance. ”

Sheng Tu suddenly laughed: "Yang Jian! ”

He held his chin high and laughed in a haughty manner: "You think you have won the battle? I'm Shengtu...... Even if I lose, I won't let my opponent be better than ......."

He clasped his hands together: "Tu Tian!" ”

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to move!

In the distance, Da Zizi's face changed, and he stood up without any hesitation and swept out into the distance. He pushed his speed to the extreme, as he felt the power that threatened him. And at this moment, Da Zizi finally understood why Shengtu was hiding.

Shengtu hid underground before, not simply avoiding Yang Jian's edge and consuming Yang Jian's internal strength. Da Zizi and Yang Jian both guessed wrong at first...... Da Zizi only thought now that although Shengtu's hiding methods were powerful, it would be a long process to consume Yang Jian's internal strength a little bit. The longer the process, the greater the variables. Sheng Tu didn't plan to win by consuming Yang Jian's internal strength at all...... He hid, just buying time.

no doubt

Sheng Tu said that he had three slaughters, slaughtering people, and slaughtering land, and Yang Jian had already seen these two kinds of cultivation. And the most powerful cultivation of Shengtu is naturally Tu Tian!

What kind of self-confidence and arrogance is that, so that he dares to name his cultivation Tu Tian?

Such a powerful move takes a certain amount of time to prepare. Sheng Tu needed this time, so he deliberately made Yang Jian think that he was running away.

Right now

He's ready.

The earth trembled

The sky seemed to tremble, too.

Da Zizi is fleeing, and Yang Jian is frightened.

"Yang Jian, now you don't even have a chance to escape. Your biggest failure is blind self-confidence, which is what you just said...... I will return it to you now. If you kill me with all your might from the start, I probably won't have time to do it. But you're so crazy that you think you're invincible. ”

Sheng Tu smiled hideously, and then slowly parted his hands together.

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be an irresistible force gradually emerging. As Shengtu's hands parted, heaven and earth seemed to be separated. Many people have wondered, where is the intersection of heaven and earth? Some people say that the sky is above the head and the earth under the feet. So people...... It is the intersection of heaven and earth.

It is man who connects heaven and earth.

And what Shengtu is doing now is to separate heaven and earth.

It's as if a pair of boundless hands appeared, one hand wanted to drag the sky and the other hand pressed down to the ground. And as the one who connects heaven and earth...... What will happen?

will be stretched until ...... Disconnection.

Burst!

Not far away, a soldier wailed in intense pain, and then suddenly broke off from his waist. The upper body was pulled up by a strange and huge force, and slowly rose up. The lower half of the body was brutally lowered by another force, and it didn't take long for it to turn into a piece of minced meat.

As the first person was ripped off, more and more people wailed and died. Without exception, everyone in this vast area has become victims. Some are disconnected from the waist, others from the neck. Countless half-sections floated in the sky, and the ground was a piece of mud.

Yang Jian's face became more and more ugly!

This range is too large, and nearly 1,000 people have been swept into it and died. If it continues, no one knows how many people will die.

But Yang Jian didn't care how many people died at all.

He only cares about himself.

Because at this time, he can't move either.

He felt a hand grasp his head, a hand grasping his legs, pulling it to both sides with all his might...... Even he seems to be struggling to support it.