"Are you going too far?" Asuka and Ming Yizen, the faces of the two foundation building masters were green, Yu Xuanji and Yu Youwei were both members of the Jinlan Sword Society, how could they not remember the common names of the big fish and the little fish.

"It's too much, and the fish characters are looking for us everywhere, isn't it?"

"You've swelled up like this, there's no point in arguing, let's see the real chapter under our hands!" Asuka didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, the flying needle swung left and right, and the crowd suddenly retreated as if dish soap had dripped into the oil soup, and suddenly retreated and scattered, leaving a large space: "I want me to see!" The masked female master picked out a few spear flowers and pointed the sharp needle point at Zhuang Yuanlang: "...... Are you, the world's number one swordsman, worthy of saying such big things!"

"What a sword hero!" Chang Kaishen slashed towards the Kalachakra altar dozens of steps away: "I am obviously the number one Martial Saint in the world!"

Before Asuka could hear the second half of his words, there was an ominous premonition in Imaga.

The sensation is similar to that of a pedestrian walking well, when suddenly a mountain falls overhead.

That sudden and huge sense of fear simply suffocated the mind and choked the breath.

Others were still wondering why Zhuang Yuanlang swung his sword but didn't release his sword energy, and a vague but violent sword shadow had already "grown" from the top of Master Asuka's head.

Cultivators have the limit of "Primordial Beginning", just like a person carrying a burden, no matter how many burdens you can carry in one breath, there is always a limit to the weight you can carry each time. If there are no high-level exercises and special Zen martial arts, the maximum output of Qi refining cultivators at one time will not exceed one hundred revolutions. The sword of Zhuang Yuanlang only used ninety-nine turns of the True Yuan, but after the tenfold crit bonus of the third-level Stone Attack Secret Sword, the power of this sword was close to a thousand turns! With such a high intensity attack, it was no less than that of the Foundation Cultivator!

If this were a normal contest, Master Asuka would have been surprised but would never have suffered.

After all, Master Zhuji is proficient in the Mantra Dharma Collection, and there are more high-level exercises that exceed the Yuan Origin Equivalent, so he will not let a secret sword that is close to a thousand revolutions be made to death or alive.

But Chang Kaishen's sword was issued with a secret sword momentum! Thinking of the sword, it was like thunder!

This was completely out of Master Asuka's expectations, and it completely caught her off guard!

Fortunately, a white python with a single horn and two wings sticking into her head popped out in time, and the smoke was like a white python, and the glue seemed to be slightly sticky to the wild slash of the stone sword, which made the masked female master immediately break a water escape, and at the edge of the razor, all beards and tails escaped to the lake dozens of steps away.

The stone-built Kalachakra altar was split into a straight crack with a click, and the water of the lake that had been hit by the sword qi opened like lips to reveal the bottom of the lake full of silt, and then a line of swaying sunflowers, rosemary, cosmos, and verbena swayed out of the silt, and the two water cliffs that did not border each other slowly collapsed and merged.

Don't talk about others this time, even the French characters were so shocked that their legs began to ramen.

Secret Sword Potential! It is really the secret sword potential of the legendary Martial Saint!

Asuka looked back at the altar, her chest tide rose and fell violently, and she didn't even notice that the half-curtain black veil covering her face was thrown away.

No wonder the female guru was masked, her face was nothing but a pair of turquoise eyes, and her muzzle and nose were covered with smooth and flat skin, like a jade statue carved out of her eyes. This blank space made her from a living person to an indescribably miserable and mysterious, which made people feel an indescribable horror in her heart, better than zombies and ghosts.

"The guru doesn't look like that. Jin Erpang saw that Zhuang Yuanlang had goosebumps, and couldn't help but say: "She has practiced "Wuxiang Zen", which is a kind of Zen practice that is practiced in order to break through the bottleneck, and even her eyes will disappear when she practices to the extreme, and her whole face is really colorless and phaseless. ”

"What is the origin of the white python that just popped out of her head?"

"That's the Beast Soul Tattoo spontaneous protector. General Tai Sui smacked his lips: "Master Asuka's 'Beast Soul Tattoo' is made of the essence of the second-grade demon beast Xuanbing Jade Python, which is enough to resist the blow of a foundation-building spell, and it is actually ...... Let you cut it with a sword!"

With such a heavy loss, anyone who rests on it will be angry, and Zhuji is of course no exception.

Asuka was stunned for a while, then angrily tore off a piece of her shirt to cover her face, and turned around slowly, looking at Zhuang Yuanlang with beautiful eyes like emeralds. The powerful true power that burst out from her body swept back and forth across the entire Crescent Lake, and the harmful Qi refining was like a rice field that had been hit by a hurricane, and a large area collapsed.

"Didn't you say that it was only better than martial arts?" A certain soul catcher was also trembling by Zhenwei's liver, although his soul and flesh were one, and his time was perfect, he couldn't resist the other party's vigorous anger that could burn through the sky: "Beast soul tattoos and water escape techniques seem to be all spells, right?"

This sore foot is too accurate.

Asuka's monstrous flames were like being splashed with a basin of cold water, and they froze suddenly.

After a period of embarrassing silence, she raised her lotus foot and stomped out a splash, and the whole person splashed from the surface of the lake and disappeared out of thin air. I don't know if it's an illusion, although the masked female master is gone, Chang Kaishen still feels that there are two beautiful eyes as cold as emeralds, and he angrily sprays eye poison at him.

Master Mingyi Zen finally recovered from her horror, and just now she was also standing on the Kalachakra altar, although the stone striking secret sword was not aimed at her, but the chill of the sword wind still made her still feel a chill in her neck when she thought about it now.

She looked at Zhuang Yuanlang in disbelief, her lips pursed for a long time, and then she asked, "You actually ...... You're actually a Martial Saint?"

"Yes. ”

"How big...... How old are you?"

"It's almost sixteen. ”

"Our Yan Fu Cultivation True Realm has been from ancient times to the present, but there has never been a Martial Saint who reveals the truth. The tattooed female master had to admit: "To a certain extent, you are indeed the number one martial artist in the world, and you deserve it." ”

Just as ordinary martial artists can only look up to the sword hero, the sword hero can also only look up to the Jiedi Martial Saint.

A gap is a gap, and Master Ming Yi must face up to this reality.

"However, this title is limited to the martial arts realm, really let go of your hands and feet, there are many people in the Maha Wuliang Palace who can easily defeat you. ”

"Of course. ”

"Can you ask a question? In your opinion, what is the most important meaning of martial arts?" This is the rule of Lingshan's saying, the law is not lightly, the merit is not passed on in vain, a problem of ten spiritual sand, Tong Su is not bullied.

"The question is too metaphysical. Chang Kaishen took the spirit sand and smiled bitterly: "When I first started practicing martial arts, I had superstitious stunts, strange studies, magic skills, and secrets such as the "Nine Yin True Scripture", but I soon found out that it doesn't matter if there are these or not, no matter how powerful the master is, and no matter how weird and ever-changing the opponent's tricks are, my body can always make the most reasonable counterattack, just like doing 1+1=2 arithmetic problems - you ask me to summarize the mystery, and I can't summarize it!"

"You mean, you're in the 'Dao Law Nature'?" The tattooed female master was even more excited, and her hands trembled and threw ten grains of spiritual sand: "Just like babies are born to cry, martial arts are almost your instincts?"

The shrimps who were heavy on refining qi were crazy, pinching the wisdom beads one by one, and they didn't even dare to blink their eyelids, lest they miss a question and answer.

The black cards of the French characters are also like windmills, the past of the senior brother, the martial arts of the senior brother, they are also the first time to hear a positive answer.

"I don't know what the 'Dao Law Nature' is, I only know that the straight line between the two points is the shortest, and no matter how ever-changing, it won't be able to resist me......" Zhuang Yuanlang looked around and spit out four peerless blade-like cold and domineering words: "-Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!"

"Although I don't know, I feel powerful!" Ming Yichan once again paid ten grains of spiritual sand: "I guess you have also had such an experience - invincible at that time, few friends, unable to achieve defeat, everyone aimed at you, and you yourself lost the goal ahead - dare to ask how you got through that period of loneliness and gloom, and went further?"

This is a standard swordsman problem, and outsiders can't understand it at all, only a few swordsmen can't help but hold their breath.

"I don't mind being invincible in the world at all, how cool it is. What loneliness, what gloom, it's too sour!"

"And how do you work hard?"

"I was hungry and ate and sleepy. ”

"As long as everyone is like this, where is this called practice?"

"Different. ”

"How is it different?"

"They don't eat well when they're hungry and they should eat, and they think about it in all sorts of ways. When you are sleepy and should go to bed, you stay up and don't sleep, and you have a thousand kinds of calculations. That's different from mine. Chang Kaishen waited for this opportunity to play the edge and pretend to be Boi: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs, and I am not benevolent, and I use the secret sword as a dog......"

There was silence on Crescent Lake.

Some people are ashamed of themselves, some people are full of admiration, and more people are frightened stupid by Zhuangyuanlang's understatements.

Why does this crazy sentence come out of his mouth and make people feel natural?

"I don't know how the will of heaven turned into this person...... Zong Heng was silent for a long time, and with a gentle breath, he won the nod and countless followers.

"One last reluctant please. Ming Yichan's face was full of admiration, and he took out the wisdom bead from the treasure bag on his waist and threw it to Zhuang Yuanlang, and then threw ten grains of spiritual sand: "In any case, copy your "Nine Yin True Scripture" in its entirety with me." ”

When Zhuang Yuanlang returned Zhizhu to himself with a strange face, the tattooed female master stomped her feet, and she didn't know where to go, and she didn't even care about Dabi at the end of the decade.

"Senior brother, copy a copy of your "Nine Yin True Scripture" to me!" A black oppressive head immediately rushed over, each holding a shining ivory-colored spiritual sand in their hands.

"And me!" The rookies of the French character generation and King Kong Roll also woke up like a dream, and hurriedly touched the wisdom beads.

Chang Kaishen is embarrassed.