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The first swordsmanship of the "Western Autumn Family" in White Tiger City. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The people who can cultivate this supreme sword technique, except for the head of the family, can count all the slaps.

How strong is this sword technique?

It is said to be the top of the top swordsmanship of the heavenly level.

In the past three thousand years, there have been only three monks who have been able to cultivate this sword technique to the highest realm, as far as outsiders know.

The power of the Xiqiu family is not lower than that of the Beidou family.

The Xiqiu family doesn't know how many talents there are, and even there are many geniuses.

But no matter how talented a person is, he may not be able to cultivate this sword technique to the highest level in his whole life, which shows the difficulty of this sword technique.

However, Mowgli Gongzi not only practiced this extremely difficult swordsmanship, but also could urge this swordsmanship to the realm of Dacheng and approach the highest realm.

It's horrible!

Who is Mowgli?

How can you understand the Tiger Roar Golden Light Sword of the Xiqiu Family?

Could it be that he is a member of the Xiqiu family?

Fang Xiaowu didn't care what the Tiger Roared Golden Light Sword.

He only knew that his life would be destroyed at any time under the claws of that golden white tiger.

In his senses, the power of this Tiger Roar Golden Light Sword Technique was more ferocious than the kind of sword technique that Wuji Gongzi had just used.

No matter how powerful his Wild Grass Sword Technique was, because he was limited to cultivation and was only in the late stage of the Heavenly and Human Realm, not the late stage of the Unity Realm, he couldn't deal with it at all.

It was only then that he knew that Mowgli still had a big move behind, and this big move was obviously the killer of Mowgli!

Wuji Gongzi stared at Fang Xiaowu without blinking, wanting to see if Fang Xiaowu could take his sword.

If Fang Xiaowu couldn't, he could collect the Golden Light White Tiger without a trace before the Golden Light White Tiger killed Fang Xiaowu, even if he hurt his own meridians for this.

Because, he never thought of killing Fang Xiaowu.

He just wanted to take advantage of Fang Xiaowu's strength to force his sword path into the realm of "with me".

On the other hand, although Fang Xiaowu saw the intentions of Prince Wuji, he didn't know if Prince Wuji could take away the power of the Tiger Roar Golden Light Sword.

Because the power of this move was so strong, it was so strong that Fang Xiaowu thought that even if he was a peerless powerhouse at the peak of the Unity Realm, it would be impossible to contain it.

At this moment, Fang Xiaowu let out.

He didn't plan to use the power of the "Three Heart Tricks", but to use swordsmanship to fight against the power of the seemingly nirvana of Mowgli's move.

Of course, he didn't use the Wild Grass Sword Technique.

He used the sword of Fengyun!

A sword of the Han family in Storm City!

One sword hides 360,000 variations!

Each change contained many swordsmanship, and Fang Xiaowu had only gone a third of the way on the road of this swordsmanship.

Fang Xiaowu stood up straight, and with his strong willpower, he urged Fengyun to use a sword.

When the golden white tiger descended on top of his head, not only was his sword aura all over him, but he also carried a strange wind movement.

Rumble!

The sword qi couldn't resist the power of the golden light white tiger at all, and it shattered in an instant.

Only that strange wind, which does not seem to be big, but contains supreme defensive power, actually blocking the golden light white tiger.

However, the Golden Light White Tiger was only blocked, and Wuji Gongzi suddenly threw out the ancient long sword in his hand, turned into a piece of golden light, and inserted it into the Golden Light White Tiger, making the power of the Golden Light White Tiger strong to the highest level.

Wuji's appearance looked crazy, and he silently thought in his heart: "Fang Xiaowu, come on, use all your strength, I know you have this ability!"

Wow~

Fang Xiaowu spat blood from his mouth, and his vitality quickly decreased, leaving less than one ten-thousandth.

Seeing that Fang Xiaowu's vitality was about to be exhausted, at this moment, the Sumeru bead in his lower abdomen rotated, providing him with a large amount of his vitality, but this vitality was not his, it could only be borrowed, but it was impossible to melt into his body.

However, that's enough!

Because Fang Xiaowu has been forced by Wuji Gongzi to complete a transformation of his understanding of swordsmanship.

In just one thought, Fang Xiaowu comprehended one-third of the wind and clouds, which was quite a bit of "enlightenment".

Boom!

A storm cloud sword qi broke through the golden light white tiger, and in the blink of an eye, the golden light white tiger was torn apart.

Fang Xiaowu originally wanted to control the castration of Fengyun Sword Qi, but he couldn't control it at all, because he had only comprehended two-thirds of Fengyun One Sword, and with his cultivation, he was far from being able to control Fengyun One Sword.

With a "bang", after the Fengyun sword qi tore apart the golden light white tiger, it hit Wuji Gongzi's body, and injured Wuji's meridians.

The two meridians were damaged, especially the last time, which shattered the soul of Mowgli Gongzi, leaving only a shell.

Fortunately, he was young enough and his body was still fresh, so he didn't die because of it, but he didn't live long.

"Hahaha......"

Wuji Gongzi Yang Tian laughed, with endless bitterness in his laughter.

He originally wanted to borrow Fang Xiaowu's hand to let his kendo enter the realm of "with me", but in the end, at this last moment, he still didn't do it.

On the contrary, in this showdown that was supposed to be mutually beneficial, Fang Xiaowu got what he wanted.

Fate is so cruel and full of impermanence.

The person who "stirs up trouble" is Mowgli, but the successful person is Fang Xiaowu.

Fang Xiaowu didn't dare to let the Sumeru bead in his lower abdomen stop turning, otherwise, he would faint.

The power of Fengyun's sword was too strong, even if he only completed two-thirds of it, it was still full of the power of killing with one blow.

If he will one day comprehend this swordsmanship.

As long as he can fully display it, he believes that even if he is a peerless powerhouse at the peak level of martial arts, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

Moreover, this is still the most conservative estimate.

Maybe the strength of Fengyun's sword has reached the point where a single sword can slash a martial arts peak monk.

"Mowgli Child......"

Fang Xiaowu wanted to say something, but when he saw the face of Gongzi Wuji, who seemed to be full of infinite loneliness, he couldn't say any more.

Suddenly, Master Zen Harmony said, "Master Wuji, please listen to the old man tell you a story." There was a believer who was so devout that he had to go to the monastery every day to worship the Buddha, and after 10 years, he felt that he was not being guided by the Buddha and was very distressed.

So, he moved into the monastery and lived there for ten years.

Ten years later, he was even more distressed, because he felt that since he had lived in the monastery and received ten years of twilight drums and morning bells and Bodhi chanting, how could he still gain nothing?

So, he went to ask the abbot.

The abbot looked at him and said, 'Your breath is Sanskrit, your pulse is the drum tower, your body is the universe, and your ears are Bodhi, so why ask?'"

"And then?"

Someone asked, but not Mowgli.

"Later ......"

Master Kong Zen smiled and said, "There is no later. ”

Ha ha!

Suddenly, I heard the laughter of Wuji Gongzi, and he looked very happy, as if he understood the meaning of the words of the empty Zen master.

After laughing, he saluted the master of the Sky Zen with a respectful expression, put himself together, and flew out of Wangxiantai in an instant, walking into the distance.

After a stick of incense, Wuji felt that he was dying, and his legs were so heavy that they were filled with lead, but he couldn't fall down now!

for he has yet to see one.

He dragged his feet and continued to walk.

However, after only walking more than thirty steps, he could no longer support it, and suddenly fell forward, like a seriously ill white tiger.

Suddenly, two figures came in the distance, one was a green-clothed girl like a clear water hibiscus.

The girl in green saw Wuji Gongzi fall from a distance, hurriedly rushed up, held Wuji's body, and shouted distressedly: "Brother Wuji!"

Although Wuji Gongzi heard the cry of the girl in green, his consciousness was lost little by little, and his body and mind kept sinking, as if he had fallen into the land of the Nine Shadows.

And with his current situation, let alone the Acquired Divine Pill, even the Innate Divine Pill can't be saved.