The sword light is Huo Huo, and the river ray is lurking. The two sides confronted each other, and there was still a fresh wind blowing in this barracks, but now, the wind seemed to be still, and everything became immovable.

Although there was no wind, the mercenaries felt even cooler. This kind of coldness is not a physical feeling, but a kind of dead coldness, which makes people's scalp numb and trembling feet.

It's like in the middle of the night, a crescent moon, surrounded by mass graves, and a fox howling on the grave, miserable, desperate, reminiscent of death.

Cold sweat couldn't help but ooze from everyone's backs, their bodies were getting colder and colder, but their hearts were beating faster and faster, as if they were about to explode.

It was as if the airways were blocked, and my chest was extremely depressed. When Chengdao Nan duel with the Ghostface Man before, these people were able to retreat to avoid the edge.

But now, they can't even take a step, as if they take one step, they will be crushed back and forth by the invisible grinding disc, and finally turn into a pile of powder.

I don't know how long it took, and all of a sudden, they were like fish thrown onto the beach, and then they were released back into the sea, and the cool air poured into their lungs.

At this time, Nari Minami and Koishi Jiurang finally made a move. A long knife came out of its sheath, and the light was brilliant to the extreme, and at the same time it was almost to the extreme, just like the original lightning between heaven and earth, piercing the void, stunning the world.

The knife was fast and cold, and a large dead silence invaded it. The clouds will be dispersed, and the sun will be obscured, and the sword will be pulled out, and even the seasons will change.

Cheng Daonan also made a move. The body, which had been standing still, suddenly burst out with all its strength. A large mouth of blood expanded to the extreme, swiftly. Ferocious, tearing at all things.

A huge river ray saw its prey appear, and it was still suppressing its power. A qualified hunter must learn to strike backwards.

Jiang Fei chose to attack at the moment when the knife light came, his powerful hind legs kicked suddenly, his tail flicked, his body was constantly twisting, and all joints of his body were like engines, providing powerful power. Just for that ultimate bite.

"Roar. The sword light was as rich as milk overflowing, and Jiang Yan's big mouth exuded a fishy smell, as if even the sky was about to swallow it.

"Snort. "Heaven and earth are full of brilliance, and there are thousands of long knives cutting out, but if you look closely, there is only one long knife. Xiao Shi Jiurang's body was as stable as Mount Tai, and the sword light was swung out like a match. The sword light stirred back and forth on Jiang Fei's body, and it was bound to kill him alive.

"Roar. Jiang Yan was in pain, and his feet and claws slammed into the ground. The body sprang out, and suddenly the body turned, and the mouth came out of the killing, and it bit on the long knife.

Heaven and earth stood still again. The wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the sun fell again. The mercenaries' eyes lit up. Everything I had just seen was gone.

Cheng Daonan's hands were folded and half raised in front of him. Between his hands, he held a long knife. "Tick-tock. A drop of blood dripped from the palm of his hand. On the ground, small pits were smashed.

"Did he lose?" everyone looked at Cheng Daonan with a hint of joy in their hearts. This person is so terrifying that only when he dies can everyone feel at ease.

"You won. Xiao Shi Jiurang slowly spit out these words, and his voice became even more hoarse.

"Bang. After he finished speaking, the long knife in his hand suddenly exploded, turning into countless fragments, and the fragments flew everywhere, falling like butterflies.

And Xiao Shijiu made the whole person seem to have been drained of his spirit, becoming extremely decadent, his hair became gray, his skin wrinkled, he lost his moisture, and his originally shining eyes became dull.

Juhe Dao, killing the enemy with one sword, is not that they are unwilling to use the second knife, but that they have no chance to use the second knife at all. If a knife can't kill the enemy, then it's them who die.

Their martial arts are like gambling, desperate, either you die or I live.

Cheng Daonan silently gave Xiao Shi Jiu a bow, although the other party's life was short, but he was a respectable warrior. His bow is not only for his opponent, but also for martial arts.

Xiao Shi Jiurang tried his best to stand up straight, and returned the salute with all his strength. Then he sat down slowly, lowered his eyelids and closed his eyes, as if in deep thought. But Cheng Daonan knew that the other party would never wake up.

"Why do you practice martial arts?" Looking at Xiao Shi Jiurang's appearance, Cheng Daonan was suddenly confused, and remembered the question that Cheng Jun asked him.

"Probably for revenge, but ...... What about after revenge?" a huge mountain blocked in front of Cheng Dao Min, and he couldn't see the way forward, and there was no way back.

He put his mind down, not because he had figured it out, but a man dressed in white appeared, with a high nose and deep eyes, slightly curly hair, and very dark skin, but with a peaceful aura.

The other party's appearance is a little peculiar, his hands and feet are extremely long, and it would look ugly if he were placed on other people, but in his case, he is extremely coordinated, as if he was born to be like this.

In his body, with eternal silence, deep, ancient, with the starry sky above his head and the earth under his feet, like a preacher who has come out of an epic.

"A master of yoga should be a practitioner of Wang Yoga. Cheng Daonan looked at the other party, observed the breath, and thought of some speculation in his heart.

There are eight branches of yoga, Wisdom Yoga, Karmic Yoga, King Yoga, Bhakti Yoga, Mandala Yoga, Hatha Yoga, Buddhist Yoga, Tantric Yoga, Jain Yoga.

Wang Yoga is not the most difficult of the eight yogas, but focuses on the practice of mind and mind, through meditation, meditation and observation of all things in nature.

What they practice is called supernatural power, and it can produce all kinds of incredible abilities. Mental shock, hypnosis, not eating or drinking, etc.

The practice of martial arts pays attention to replenishing oneself with external objects, and then stimulates one's potential through some specific methods to make one's flesh and blood strong and physical strength improved. Yoga, on the other hand, is about mobilizing one's potential and strengthening oneself through the practice of spiritual power.

Although the methods are different, they also have the same goal. At the end of the martial arts, a single thought can also deter the enemy, and it can also achieve a long-term valley. In the later stages of yoga practice, the body also becomes very strong, and every move has great power.

"Deva. The man smiled and said a name. Deva, in the mythology of Tianzhu, is the name of the great Brahma, and the other party compares himself to the great Brahma, either arrogant or has real skills.

As soon as his words came out, in the spiritual world of Cheng Daonan, the starlight in the sky flickered, constantly falling and outlining, turning into a man with four heads, four faces, and four arms. Majesty, wisdom, vitality, is the Almighty Brahma deity. (To be continued.) )