Chapter 31: Silver Moon
"You dare to kill the little boss?"
The other two guards were furious and wanted to launch a hidden weapon in the dark.
"Humph!"
Luo Xi snorted coldly, and raised a silver thin sword with his slender hand, which was the moon blade.
Now, the sword light danced, like a silver lotus blooming, stabbing the hearts of the two guards one after another, killing them with one blow.
Having obtained the Qinghua Demon Fruit and the Bronze Weapon Moon Blade, the girl's current strength is not to be despised, and the foundation is not comparable to ordinary people.
"Hiss......"
Seeing that the young man was strong and arrogant, he would kill people when he got rid of it, and all the people's morale was slightly chilled.
Murder, for "Turbidity", is by no means special, most of the one-sided people have been killed! However, no one can kill people as lightly as a young man, as ordinary as breathing, worthy of the name of the Demon Emperor!
At this time, Long Aotian stepped forward and walked to the middle of Luohua Square with light measures, and the congested crowd dispersed like a trend, making way for the teenager to make a wide road
"Miyamoto Musashi, isn't he the first sword saint of the Wa Kingdom? Isn't it true that Long Aotian wants to compete with him? β
In the crowd, Liu Tingting, who was passing through this place at the right time, was a little depressed, preparing to enter the Wuji Sword Sect, and seeing the battle again, it was inevitable to stop and look at it curiously.
Even if there is no vision of Long Aotian's Solipsistic Infinite Realm to shock the "Turbidity World", the sects of the Five Great Domains will send their disciples to the deserted city to recruit the talented earth human race and enter the sect.
However, those people are all ordinary protΓ©gΓ©s or elders of the sect, and the king will not come, let alone be powerful.
Seeing Long Aotian walking here, the handsome young man looked solemn, the paper fan shook gently, and the darkness was stuffed into Miyamoto Musashi's hand, and he whispered in the latter's ear: "Musashi, this Demon Emperor doesn't seem to be good, this pill is for you." β
"What is this?"
"Blood Power Pill, eating this Pill can increase your strength tenfold in less than a minute, but it will also overdraft your three-year life."
"This ......"
Miyamoto Musashi is a little confused.
He had never used this skill in his life, which made it difficult for him to take over.
Beside him, Tojo Hideki hurriedly whispered: "Master Miyamoto, you must know that this matter is related to the reputation of the Japanese country, and I hope you will focus on the overall situation." β
"I see."
Miyamoto Musashi slowly clenched his palms and accepted the Blood Power Pill.
Wu Song, Huo Quai, and Xue Rengui saw Long Aotian walking by, and they were all curious about this beautiful young man.
Xue Rengui said in a deep voice: "Little brother, this Miyamoto Musashi is not brief, and it is not sloppy. β
"Hmm."
Long Aotian slapped his head and smiled indifferently.
"How do I feel like he's facing a little pawn?" Wu Song panicked.
Miyamoto Musashi's kendo is extremely strong, and he can be called the first kendo person in the Wa Kingdom.
If it weren't for Yunyun's growth, he wouldn't be a fighter of the Wa Kingdom, and now in "Turbidity", he can probably overcome his earth human race, but I'm afraid it won't be much.
And the young man's indifference also made the surrounding onlookers stutter a little.
Huo Quzhi's eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "I've been waiting a little bit......
Laugh at......
Now, Miyamoto Musashi slowly pulled out the right and wrong double knife on his waist, the sound of the blade grinding the scabbard, against his ear, his eagle-like sharp eyes, firmly stared at Long Aotian, and said coldly: "Wakoku, Miyamoto Musashi!" β
Long Aotian stood tall, carrying a hand, and his charm was outstanding.
"Central Plains, Long Aotian!"
"Wow!"
"The Demon Emperor is so handsome~"
"Affected by the uncertainty, I~ am determined to seek the Demon Emperor!"
"Cut! Go to the back of the line! If you want to express it, it is also the first time that Ms. Ben has expressed it to the Demon Emperor! β
Long Aotian's temperament is extraordinary, indifferent to the dust, every gesture, all have charm, like a fairy, this scene, see a lot of girls are full of peach blossoms, so that they yearn for it.
The powerhouses of the surrounding pavilions also cast their scorching eyes, waiting for this terrifying world-shaking self-only infinite realm, and the truth will be explained.
"Please see!"
Miyamoto Musashi slowly bowed down, like a cheetah ready to attack, holding two military swords, one long and one short, with a dignified sword intent, filled open from the silver blade in his hand, encompassing one side, making this universe also reverberate with a little bitter and murderous intent.
Seeing this, a certain king's pupils shrank, and he inevitably said in surprise, "What a strong sword intent, this Miyamoto Musashi is really a good seedling, if he doesn't die, he will become a martial arts powerhouse in swordsmanship!" β
"It's worthy of the talent of the human extreme, it's amazing!" Another king agreed.
Miyamoto Musashi's arrogance made the Central Plains people around him feel nervous, and they were worried about Long Aotian, and the World War II generals and Japanese soldiers such as Dongjo Eagle Machine exposed a fierce and proud color.
"Turbidity World" is coming, Miyamoto Musashi, a piece of noodles, two knives, killed most of the strongmen, sang together, never had an opponent, and was one of the very strong people in the Wa Kingdom!
In person, Long Aotian was still very mediocre, and slowly raised his hand, indicating that Miyamoto Musashi could or may attack.
Miyamoto Musashi frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Central Plains people, don't you still show your weapons?" β
"Not necessarily."
In this regard, Long Aotian chuckled.
He could see that Miyamoto Musashi was only about the strength of the second or third layer of the cultivation realm, and this was really a bit insufficient for him. Because of the self-infinity realm, his cultivation is something that no one can see.
"Look for death!"
Hearing the young man's 'big words', Dongjo Hawk Machine sneered with a gloomy face.
No matter how strong you are, won't you be able to surpass the blade with your bare hands? When your flesh and blood are made of divine gold?
Seeing this, many people in the Central Plains also sighed that the young man should not be a big man, facing a strong man like Miyamoto Musashi who far exceeds his generation, once he misses, it is the luck of being killed in cold blood.
Many sect strongmen did not wait for their time to make judgments, which made them wait even more.
The two groups of people from Yan Country and Lei Country smiled from the bottom of their hearts.
'If you knew that he could fight against the power of suppressed cultivation, I was afraid that his jaw would drop in shock! Miyamoto Musashi is admittedly not weak, but if compared to a teenager, it is too weak, it seems to be cloudy! β
"Good! Since Yunyun, I won't talk about it! β
Hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Miyamoto Musashi's eyes, and Mori said coldly.
He is only the first sword saint of the Wa Kingdom, most of the enemies in his life, all of them are world-famous strongmen, but he has never been defeated, and many people are afraid of him, how can he ever be so underestimated? This is something he cannot tolerate!
Suddenly, the summer breeze blew.
Roll up the peach blossom petals in the sky, like pink snow, fluttering all over the sky, very beautiful, like the Yao Pond in the world.
Suddenly!
Universe, killing intent filled!
"Let me give you an insight into my very high swordsmanship...... Two days first-class! β
With two knives in his hands, the air was thin and cloudy, Miyamoto Musashi's eyes suddenly bloomed with a scorching light, and then there was a sudden roar, and the roar was clear and loud, as if the peach blossom petals of the man dance in the air were also frightened.
A knife opened the way, a knife came horizontally, Miyamoto Musashi turned into an afterimage, rushed forward, like a knife of silver thunder and lightning, and tried his best to cut out, the sword was amazing, as if he was separating the universe.
Wow!
The peach blossom petals, which tasted the same as chewing wax, did not wait to touch the long sword, and completely flew around, obviously blown by the air flow cut by the blade, like a candle in the wind.
At the time of this knife attack, the Japanese soldiers did not dare to speak, did not dare to breathe, and did not even speculate on victory or defeat, but just stared at it firmly, for fear of missing every detail of this knife!
I was fortunate enough to see Miyamoto Musashi's sword, which would have a great revelation for their kendo, because this was the best effort of the first sword saint in the Japanese country! Of all the earth human races, how many people can force him to use such a knife?
However, what shocked people was that in the face of Miyamoto Musashi Yunyun's amazing slash, Long Aotian still didn't have half a wave, but only slowly raised it, a slender finger like flawless jade!
At this time, the audience was boiling!
"To the fingers, to the long knife? Oh my God, it's rampant! β
"The Demon Emperor is crazy, and he still doesn't want his fingers?"
"Hmph, the people of the Central Plains are too arrogant! Dare to ignore the number one sword saint of my Great Wa Empire, he will definitely be defeated! β
"If there is no control, will the Demon Emperor do this? Can you use your brains! β
Some people think that Long Aotian is inferior to the enemy, some people think that Long Aotian is dead, and some people think that Long Aotian has such confidence, like a pot of porridge boiling. However, it was quickly ignored and no one began to study it, but watched it quietly and quietly.
'Finger to sword?' What a disregard for me!! β
Now, the chill in Miyamoto Musashi's eyes reached its peak, and the long knife slashed like a silver thunderbolt, which was shocking quickly!
As soon as Long Aotian came out, the void trembled, and immediately there were layers of golden ripples, like water lines, faint ripples came out, and in an instant, a golden sword shadow that was no more than half a foot long froze on his fingertips.
"Sword Xuanyi Finger", a three-grade Xuandao skill, obtained by Long Aotian by killing the Xuanyan puppet.
Condensing Xuan Qi at the fingertips, pointing to the sword, referring to the powerless place, if there is an invisible sword, it can be swept or the void is very wonderful.
Now, Long Aotian's fingers, the golden mang, gathered and condensed into a sword shape, turning into an indestructible golden sword, and the tip of Miyamoto Musashi's long knife were in one place, with an eye for an eye blow!
Bang!!
The golden sword fingers competed with the sharp long knife, and suddenly there was a loud sound of gold and iron colliding.
Immediately, a scene that made everyone lose their minds was produced.
Miyamoto Musashi's military knife was broken inch by inch by the golden sword finger in a strong posture, and the entire military knife turned into silver fragments and fell!
"What!?"
I never thought that I tried my best to cut a very strong knife, and the soldier's knife would be broken by someone, Miyamoto Musashi was shocked, and he didn't dare to get close to the boy again, so he hurriedly pulled back and looked at the soldier's knife that had no blade in his hand, his eyes trembled, and his face was doubly embarrassed to the top, "My knife ......"
This is just a bronze-level weapon, matching the famous knife level, and sure enough, when an eye for an eye, it was broken by a young man! How amazing?
All around, more than 100,000 people, the atmosphere was quiet.
Quickly, there was a loud gasp.
"He ......"
"One Finger Breaker ......"
"It's really different! The Demon Emperor is too strong, he is truly invincible of the same generation! β
"Miyamoto Musashi, the first sword saint of the Wa Kingdom, is famous through the ages, and he is a top strongman in the Wa Kingdom! But he, facing the Demon Emperor, is he really not an opponent? β
Vast eyes, looking at Long Aotian, who was still indifferent, cast a lot of worship and fanaticism.
The growth of the teenager made everyone in the audience feel admiration and horror!
The handsome young man from the Evil God Temple, the paper fan in his hand, fell to the ground with a 'snap', he was no longer as comfortable as before, and his handsome face was also full of shock, "It's only been two months, has anyone from the Earth Terran really reached this point?" β
"If you can practice the general fingering method like Xu Yi, and cultivate to the Yunyun realm in a short period of time, only the talent of the Infinite Realm can do it!" In the pavilion, a powerful statue spoke, and his heart was already convinced.
"This son does not have a double qi!"
"Not bad! This son will definitely become a supreme man in the future! β
The strong people of the vast sect all admit this.
Miyamoto Musashi stared blankly at the hilt of the sword in his hand, his face gradually became distorted, in the Wa country, he is a peerless kendo strongman, invincible in his life, and praised, but today is a very shameful battle, and he was too clean!
There was no more Yiyu, Miyamoto Musashi simply swallowed the blood power pill given by the handsome young man, the power of the elixir, turned into a surging river, and it was as hot as magma, and in an instant, he was drained of his life, bringing him a terrifying increase of ten times his strength.
Now, the strong body like a small iron tower, surrounded by a faint red mist, the figure stretched more than two times, the muscles bulged like a hill, the green tendons burst out, like a small cyan snake writhing under the skin.
Miyamoto Musashi's eyes were blood-red, his black hair was fluttering, terrifying as a madman, and he let out a monstrous roar.
"Take me again!"
Infinite battle intent, surging out, Miyamoto Musashi's hands held the short knife tightly, stepped on the ground under his feet, crushed the earth, and with the help of the explosive energy under his feet, he rushed like a cannonball!
Miyamoto Musashi seems to have incarnated as a blood demon Shura, mobilizing infinite killing intent, like a blood cloud smashing down!
"Blood Power Pill?"
"Spend three years of life, in exchange for ten times the strength of one minute! This kind of elixir, I remember that it is only available in the Evil God Temple! β
"Sure enough, it must have been given by that kid from the evil heavens!"
The powerhouses of the Five Domains recognized the elixir that Miyamoto Musashi was taking.
However, when the people of the Central Plains saw that Miyamoto Musashi actually took the pill in the middle of the competition, they scolded the latter for being shameless and boasting that he was the first sword saint of the Wa Kingdom, but he did this kind of activity, which was indeed unbearable, and it was really humiliating.
The soldiers of the Wa Kingdom also hung their heads one after another, thinking that they were very ashamed that the truth Miyamoto Musashi was just a monumental existence in their lives, but they used this method.
Long Aotian raised his eyes lightly, and on his beautiful but seductive fairy face, it still seemed like an ancient well.
Airplanes!
Suddenly, there was a light trembling sound, and I saw a round of pure silver moon emanating from the palm of the young man's palm.
The silver moon is gentle and holy, sprinkling a little bit of clear light, and when it rises, it manifests a complex vein, and on it is a palace and an ancient tree.
In the palace, there was a loud birdsong, and the ancient tree swayed slowly, a little bit of clear light, like starlight, sprinkled out...... The current silver moon is like a dusty treasure, washed away from the dust, and reborn again, sonorous and holy.
This is exactly the "Pi Cangpeng Treasure Technique" that Long Aotian fished out from "Perfect World", it is the descendant of the ancient demon bird, the treasure technique conceived by the treasure bones in the body of Pi Cangpeng, when attacking, it can or may evolve a round of silver moon, and the silver moon can fly out of an ancient demon bird that attacks and grows.
The silver moon was held in the hand by Long Aotian, the clear light was sprinkled, like stars, and he was as holy as holding a night sky in his palm!
Laugh at!!
Long Aotian aimed at the front and waved his hand, the silver moon turned into a scorching silver light, and with a 'snort', he slashed out, and the offensive grew stronger, as if even the void had found a fault.