The sky is howling, the wind is roaring!

The little old man's momentum is like a rainbow, which can be called earth-shattering.

At this moment, he is a heavenly master.

No one understands how he did it, because it's simply impossible. From the Grandmaster to the Heavenly Master, it was a chasm like a moat.

The most important thing is that if the little old man really has the strength of a celestial master, how could the Storm Gate fall to this point?

Below, Mo Yanchang and the others were dumbfounded, unable to believe that all this was true.

The influence of the little old man on them is mean and tricky. But there is no doubt about one thing, and that is that he is selfless and gives everything good to others.

Outside Tianwei City, a figure quickly pulled out of the air, overlooking Tianwei City.

That's the North Jue, it's still so sexy and enchanting, the delicate and flawless face is full of dignified color, and the beautiful eyes are flashing with very strange colors.

There is also a person beside her, the strong man Qiu Long from the Ancient Wilderness.

"Really...... It's a surprise. ”

Beijue's voice is crisp, but it is mixed with many special emotions.

"Hmm. ”

Qiu Long's jaw, "The rumored super genius is Gu Huang who also knows a thing or two. ”

After a pause, he said: "This is the method of hiding bones, according to legend, many people knew it a long time ago, but now few people practice it, even within the three sects, and few have heard of it." ”

Bei Jue whispered: "The ten-year-old Great Grandmaster, thinking of the events at that time, is enough to make countless people awe and worship. Today, however, it is a piece of rotten wood, but even rotten wood is enough to carve a beautiful work of art. ”

Qiu Long looked at Bei Jue and said, "No matter who Wang Shuo's master is, as long as this person is here, I can't help you rob people." He is a real strong man and deserves respect. In addition, the two-month deadline I promised you is about to arrive. ”

Bei Jue frowned slightly, and he was unwilling.

Qiu Long said indifferently: "I will take the Haoyue Heavenly Wolf away, and other things have nothing to do with me." This place is already in the core area of the Terrans, and I am already very adventurous. Moreover, even if this kind of thing is reported to the Venerable, there must be no other words. ”

Bei Jue sighed lightly, the arrival of the dragon was an opportunity, and it was the best person to extract that wisp of soul power.

The dragon leaned back, turning around to leave.

After a pause, he added, "If one day, you see this kid and there is nowhere to stay." Please tell him that he can come to the Ancient Wilderness to find me. In the land of our demon race, we don't have as many concepts as your human race, and we don't have so many deceits. We respect strength, but we also aim to communicate with each other. ”

The words fell, the body changed, turned into a dragon into the clouds, and took off into the air.

Bei Jue watched quietly, three hundred miles, in the air, she could see very clearly.

The heavenly punishment continued, the thunder roared, and the ears were endless, and the faces of the people who were watching around were colorless. That scene was like a natural disaster.

The little old man has a strange body, but he has a majestic and domineering posture.

single-handedly swept the air, shook all the heavenly thunders, and completely protected Wang Shuo.

"The ...... of Hiding Bones"

Dao Ling whispered, how did he not know?

The method of hiding bones is to continuously store a part of the power into the bones, and when it is really useful, it can be used out. This kind of practice is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface, and many people will ruin themselves because of it, and it will be extremely difficult to cultivate.

The little old man's body had been severely injured, and he had long been half-crushed, and it was difficult to achieve success in normal cultivation.

"I'm afraid of ......"

Dao Ling sighed lightly, but he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it since then.

I'm afraid that the vast power has been accumulated for at least fifty years, right? And with that body, how can it still withstand it?

In a trance, Dao Ling seemed to see the fearless figure rushing towards the land of the Buddha Sect.

He just wants to find the hidden murderer, to challenge him, to kill him. It doesn't matter how many Buddhas there are, no matter what the Buddha thinks.

No matter how oppressed I am in that place, I will fight and fight, fearless of life and death.

Thunder, scattered.

But no one dared to relax in the slightest, because ......

The stone sword roared, and it seemed to be angry, and it erupted with terrifying sword power, enveloping the entire Tianwei City.

"The Nine Swords of Heavenly Punishment are about to begin. ”

Liu Tiantian muttered to himself.

If it was just a warm-up before, now it's the real heavenly punishment.

The stone sword shook, and suddenly a sword shadow separated, five hundred meters long!

The sword shadow tilted and slashed down at an extraordinary speed, and everyone around them exclaimed, knowing that it would not affect themselves, but they still fled quickly.

"Hey!"

The little old man drank lowly, pushed horizontally with one palm, and the wind whirlwind raged in the palm of his hand, turning into a wind and waves and swept away.

"Bang!"

The little old man took a few steps back and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Receiving a huge impact, Wang Shuo's body was unstable, and he spurted blood.

This is Jianwei, the real Jianwei!

The stone sword trembled again, and another sword shadow fell from the sky, twice as powerful as before!

"I remembered. ”

Song Decai was overjoyed, "Heaven punishes nine swords, and the power increases exponentially." Attacking with the weakest posture of the person who started it, by the ninth sword, it was already irreversible. He can't live, he can't live!"

"Boom!"

The second sword had already fallen, and the little old man had a surging wind in front of him, turning into a wind giant, and his hands violently hugged the sword shadow.

"Poof!"

The little old man took a big step back and fought with all his might.

Finally, the power of the sword shadow exhausted and dissipated on the spot.

"Boss. ”

Wang Shuo exclaimed, he didn't feel good, but compared to the little old man, it was much more relaxed.

"Protect yourself and don't think about it. ”

The little old man drank and looked up at the sky, the third sword shadow had already appeared, and it was even more powerful, like a peerless sword standing in the sky.

The sword shadow fell with a roar, this time it was more condensed, the moment it cut through the air, it cut straight through the air, and after the sword passed, there was a wave of air boiling in the sky, sweeping in all directions.

Under the urging of the little old man, the wind giant collided with all his strength, turned into a circle of storms, and disappeared into the sky.

Fourth Sword ......

Fifth Sword ......

Blood spilled on the ground, the little old man staggered backwards, and the momentum of the whole person finally stopped and began to decline.

Dao Ling's hands were clenched into fists, even him, and it was difficult to resist.

The little old man raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Boy, do you know that there are many ways to use any different power?"

Wang Shuo looked at the little old man and couldn't help laughing, "What's the matter? Master is going to teach his disciples?"

"Like the wind, which is invisible, but also tangible. The wind is a sharp blade, but it is also a flexible silk. ”

The little old man smiled and said, "What does a monk cultivate? What he cultivates is the heart of the Dao, what he cultivates is the heart of kindness, what he cultivates is the heart of benevolence and righteousness, what he cultivates is the heart of fearlessness, and what he cultivates is the heart of having a beginning and an end." If there is a change in the mind, the form of the power will naturally be different. ”

"If you are cultivating your strength, you must understand what you are cultivating. ”

As the words fell, the wind around them suddenly stopped, protecting the two of them like a flood, "This is the physical wind, the physical wind." It can flow like water and it can intertwine like silk. ”

The little old man's left hand moved, and in an instant, the weathering around him turned into thousands of wisps, rising to the sky.

The wind threads that soared into the sky began to intertwine rapidly, turning into a large net, and countless wind threads spread all over the four directions.

The sixth sword came, and the light was dazzling, like a scorching sun falling into the sky.

Woohoo!

The surrounding wind silk quickly and quickly wound towards the sword shadow, and the big net in front of it counterattacked, wrapping the sword shadow and pulling it towards the sky.

Many of the wind threads continued to break, but they turned into sharp arrows and rushed towards the shadow of the sword.

Defending is attacking!

This process lasted for a moment, and when the sword shadow was about to touch the two of them, he finally ran out of strength.

"The method of fighting, whether it is to win quickly or to overcome rigidity with softness, requires judgment. ”

"Look at its power point, disturb its foundation. ”

The little old man chuckled, "This takes time to ponder, and it takes battle to sharpen." ”

He seemed to be weaker, and it wasn't easier to resist the blow than before.

And also......

The last three swords!

Wang Shuo bowed his head and said with a smile: "Master is master, and the disciple has been taught." ”

Under such heavenly punishment, the two talked and laughed as if it was just a master teaching a disciple, and there was no other reason.

"It's not a mindless encounter. ”

The little old man raised his hand, and the storm condensed, turning into a giant sword, and the giant sword was condensed, like a real sharp sword.

"Where you are strongest, you are the weakest. ”

"The sword has a long and short method, and there is also a point of strength and weakness. ”

"In terms of the regular sword, the sword is three feet and three feet long, just like a person beating a snake and hitting seven inches. If your strength is insufficient, then look for the weakest place. ”

The little old man waved the giant sword and continued to smile: "When ordinary people hold a sword, when attacking, the tip of the sword is the strongest, the sword body is second, and the hilt of the sword is the weakest. However, in that case, the defense is also the strongest. ”

Wang Shuo raised his head, and the seventh sword fell, and the momentum was huge.

The little old man rose into the air, and the giant sword in his hand stabbed at the tip of the sword shadow.

"It's too rigid and easy to break, even if it's the tip of the sword, there is the strongest point. ”

"Boom!"

The sword shadow paused, and suddenly the two forces on the two swords boiled, and they shook with all their might.

In an instant, the tip of the sword shadow exploded, and the entire sword shadow exploded.

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