Although Song Yicheng is not a sword cultivator, but after passing on the Tiandun swordsmanship to the three of Chang Fat and Nie Yinniang Yan Chixia, I also heard a few of them talk about the division of the realm of this sword cultivation and the distinction between the level of the flying sword, this sword cultivation is divided into three categories: the sword in the palm, the sword in the mouth and the sword in the belly. With this sword pill as the base stretched out, the release is the sword light of ten thousand ways, the sword qi is easy to take the enemy's head between the vertical and horizontal as turning the palm, and this sword in the belly, the emphasis is on condensing the flying sword into itself, raising the sword with the body, resisting the enemy with the sword, and the human sword is invincible in the world.

No matter what kind of cultivation method you take, the most important thing for this sword cultivation is to have a good flying sword as a sword fetus, and then slowly use your own energy to practice, this sword cultivation practice, can be simply divided into training sword into gang, sword light differentiation, sword qi thunder, practice sword into silk, one sword to break ten thousand laws, human sword unity, Yuan Shen Imperial Sword, several realms. The sword light of sword cultivation is even more golden light, followed by white light, followed by blue light, and yellow light, but there are no absolutes, and there are also some super flying swords that have been out of this universal sword light category, and are famous for the super pure energy contained in the sword body.

How can this Zhao Wujian say that he is also the elder brother of the sect master of the Forgetful Peak Law Sect, just by looking at the white and snow-like sword light color of this flying sword released, he knows that the power is not trivial, not to mention the bursts of cold air carried by the sword, driven by the unique sword technique of Shu Mountain, the sword light that differentiated more than a dozen flying swords directly turned into the appearance of a white-fronted tiger in the air, and the giant tiger had a huge mouth in the air, with its fangs exposed, and a pair of front paws wide open, and pounced directly towards Song Yicheng.

No matter how strong the sword light was, no matter how fierce the evil tiger was, when it rushed to a position of more than a foot in front of Song Yicheng. It was as if he had hit an invisible and insubstantial copper wall, dozens of flying swords rolled back with a bang, and the powerful anti-shock force was even more oppressive Deng Yin, the son of the blood god, didn't come over in one breath, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and suffered a big loss on the spot.

As soon as this hand was revealed, even Zhao Jiazhuang and this blood god son Deng Yin, all the people were stunned, and everyone kept guessing Song Yicheng's specific cultivation in their hearts, powerful, too powerful. In everyone's opinion, Song Yicheng didn't bother to make a move at all, just stood there quietly, and didn't know what magical means he used, so he intercepted the opponent's powerful flying sword in the void, and then shocked their Zhao family's ancestor with his own cultivation. It's horrible.

"I've already done this trick of yours, and now it's time for you to take my move......"!

Song Yicheng quietly put away the defensive magic power he had just cast, and moved his hands. A red fire dragon spear more than one zhang long has appeared in the hand, this gun is made of iron-smelting red copper, the end of the gun is carved with a fire dragon head, and the head of the gun is a dragon tongue. Shaped like a flame, clusters of blazing flames burned violently around the body of the gun, and Song Yicheng, who was beaten out of anger, was ready to teach a good lesson to the ancestor of the Zhao family in front of him. What the hell, Lao Tzu worked hard to help your Zhao family create a congenital out, and today it has all changed, even if you are not grateful, even the conditions that have been promised a long time ago have changed now, mother, can you still play happily together, oh, no, can you still let my brother follow you to find someone in Shushan, mother, the tiger is not powerful, you are my sick cat?

During this time, Song Yicheng's cultivation and martial arts realm have improved rapidly under a series of task completion rewards, so fast that even he can't figure out what kind of strength he has at present, this time it's good, someone sent him to the door to try his move, how could Song Yicheng let go of this kind of good opportunity, and immediately raised the fire dragon spear in his hand, his eyes opened slightly, and a faint black mist space had already covered him and the blood god son Deng Yin opposite, at the same time, Clusters of lotus-shaped three-flavor true fire began to gather in Song Yicheng's martial arts realm, which was beginning to take shape, and slowly surrounded the other party's figure.

Damn, in the end, is he the devil or the other party is the big devil, what the hell is this, the blood god son Deng Yin was so depressed in Song Yicheng's realm that he was about to cry, mother, after he was trapped, in order to work hard to get out of trouble, he had to practice this blood shadow magic skill, which is known as the top peerless in the demon sect, and it took five years to peel off one of his own human skins alive, and then use the magic needle to refine this human skin with magic fire, and this refining is nine years of work, Then it took more than a hundred years to refine his whole body into a blood shadow, and when he was against someone, he didn't need to use any magic weapons, just pounced on the blood shadow towards the other party, and immediately passed through his body, no matter how highly skilled the cultivator, the divine mind and spirit were sucked away, and if this blood shadow was willing, it could also be against the other party's body, and then harm others, the more people harmed, the stronger their own power and fierceness. It is a very powerful, extremely poisonous Demon Gate Exercise.

It's a pity that he was careless, and he fell into the black fog of the masked boy opposite, and I don't know what kind of evil magic skill this kid is practicing, although this black fog is light, but it strictly limits his speed, and what's even more terrifying is that there is a mass of evil and fierce spiritual power in this black business, and the fierce and violent thoughts are constantly impacting their own minds, plus those unknown flames, Although this Deng Yin didn't know how harmful these flames were, he understood that his own blood shadow magic skill was probably just restrained by these flames of the other party, if he was entangled by these flames, then, even if he couldn't die, I was afraid that he would have to be greatly injured, and it seemed that he would not be able to please today.

Before this Deng Yin could come up with any good way, Song Yicheng had already made a move over there, only to see the other party's body rise violently, and a red lion with a pair of dragon horns rising with a purple flame rising appeared under the other party's body, only to see Song Yicheng's spear swing, and a ball of flames appeared one after another at the feet of this lion, as if flying on a flame, only a breath of time, Song Yicheng's whole person had already approached in front of Deng Yin, and at the same time, the spear in his hand was fiercely abrupt, and the sharp spear head carried a cluster of golden three-flavor real fire, Towards this, Deng Yin stabbed over.

Deng Yin saw that the situation was not good, and as soon as his body moved, he was ready to turn into a blood shadow and escape, but he didn't expect to let him move again and again, and found that he didn't know when he was trapped in it by a gray giant hand that covered the sky, not to mention flying, he couldn't even move a finger, and he could only watch the other party launch a fatal blow towards him.

"Slow, little brother, no, this Taoist friend, this seat admits defeat, this battle is willing to bow down, Taoist friend, the sword and gun have no eyes, let's not hurt the harmony between each other, we still have more important things to do, the current plan, let's quickly lift the entire Shu Mountain's mountain protection array, and enter Shu Mountain is ......"!

With a brush, Song Yicheng's spear pressed violently, and the sharp and thick fire dragon spear suddenly drew a bottomless crack on the ground, and Deng Yin, who saw this scene, was frightened there, and his little heart fluttered, and after occupying Zhao Wuji's body, the ambition to dominate the earth that had just risen for a long time was extinguished in an instant, and he no longer dared to think about any major event of dominating the world, alas, it was better to take a step at a time, I didn't expect that there would be such a terrible cultivator on this earth, I didn't expect that in addition to the Buddha's fire heart lamp, there is such a harmful flame in this world, which is simply the biggest nemesis of its divine skill!

However, with his confidence in his own blood shadow divine skill, his frustration quickly recovered, hmph, with the blood shadow divine skill of this seat, as long as this seat comes out of the black fog of what kind of Raush, this seat swears that he will never enter here again in the future, and it is a big deal to see this masked boy hiding in the future.

Song Yicheng was secretly amused, and waved the spear with his hand, pointing at Zhao Tiezhu, who was sluggish, with an endless mocking look in his eyes, and said coldly: "Zhao family master, your ancestor has already opened his mouth to admit defeat, are you still going to drive me out of here now, could it be that the Zhao family master also has some itchy hands, and if you want to rub it with me, then I am very welcome......"!

"Don't dare, don't dare, the immortal master's magical powers are amazing, we really admire, with our micro-cultivation, how dare we do it with the immortal master, the immortal master laughed, just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, please just move aside and wait, we will immediately break the entire Liangyi fine dust array, and lift all the blockades of this large array on the mountain gate of my Shushan Sword Sect......"!

In Song Yicheng's cold gaze, Zhao Tiezhu was covered in a cold sweat, and after carefully arguing a few words, he hurriedly ran forward, commanding everyone to keep busy there, and after a while, the three animals had been arranged, the incense case had been laid down, and in a few wisps of smoke, with the spirit trick in Zhao Ling's hand was continuously played, the void under the entire Golden Dome Cliff began to fluctuate continuously, just like a pot of boiling water, when Zhao Ling held the knife in his left hand and swiped lightly, After spilling countless drops of blood towards the large array below, the entire void shook violently, as if the glass had been shattered, and under the entire Sacrifice Cliff, those sea of clouds automatically separated, revealing an empty passage more than ten meters high and five or six meters wide there. (To be continued......)