Xiao Chen put away his knife and stood up, stopping with satisfaction, the basic three styles were almost completed, and he could already split out nine relatively condensed sword qi at the same time.

The quality of Wuzun's sword qi is much worse than that of King Wu, but Xiao Chen has the sword qi that shines with turnips and turns into branches, which is no worse than that of King Wu, which can be regarded as making up for a gap.

Moreover, this move consumes less vitality, and can be sent out almost infinitely until the vitality is exhausted, which is no different from sword energy.

In this way, in terms of the quality of the sword qi, Xiao Chen has formed an advantage over Murong Chong, although it is not a big advantage, but it also increases the chance of winning a little bit.

After practicing the basic three moves, Xiao Chen began to practice the three lore moves, turnips shook the sky, turnips bloomed and turnips supported the sky.

Among them, turnips are a separate move, while turnips bloom and turnips support the sky, and the two moves must be connected together to give out the greatest power.

After casting the three lore moves, Xiao Chen looked at the ravines on the ground and the purple electricity that was still in the air, and stopped his movements and rested slightly.

Turnips break the sky!

With a light drink, Xiao Chen made the seventh move according to the mental method of the turnip.

Suddenly, above the head, the Ancient Divine Tree slowly grew out from the roots, but before it could finish growing, a sword light lit up on the blade, extending a distance of hundreds of meters.

Xiao Chen's face was not too surprised, and he said softly: "The release is too early, the timing is not well coordinated with the route of the vitality operation, come again!"

Boom! The second time it failed again, the sword qi still only extended a distance of a hundred meters, and then fell, and the power was not as good as the turnip's brilliance.

The second time, the failure, the third time, the failure, the fourth time or a failure!

Xiao Chen doesn't remember how many times he failed, but he didn't get discouraged in the slightest, and after each failure, he would summarize the reasons why he failed, and then continue to try.

The killer move of the Wukui knife technique is already extremely fierce, and it can kill the lower rank of the martial king, Xiao Chen believes that the power of the must-kill move will definitely be even more fierce.

The average low-grade peak martial king may not be able to bear it, so it is expected that it is difficult to practice, but fortunately, he can endure loneliness by nature, and the failure again and again did not make him feel any upset.

Whew!

The turnips above his head had grown to the point of near-perfection, but the light on the blade of the sword still lit up in advance, extending to a five-hundred-meter-long sword.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead slightly, Xiao Chen puffed himself up and said, "That's good, it's almost successful, continue." ”

Xiao Chen has been practicing for such a long time, and he has a little understanding of the mystery of the turnip.

What this trick pays attention to is that the vision, the speed of the true qi, and the timing of the release, the three are one, and they must be completed at the same time in order to completely swing this sword.

The so-called vision naturally refers to the turnips above the head, and the latter two are easy to understand, but they are the most difficult to achieve.

Xiao Chen can now fully grasp the vision, and the speed of the true qi can be controlled almost freely, the only thing that cannot be coordinated is the timing of release.

Unconsciously, the sky slowly darkened, and Xiao Chen still practiced this move without any discouragement.

Turnips break the sky!

With a soft drink, the ancient divine tree turnip slowly formed, and when the divine tree was completely formed, the Moon Shadow Knife in Xiao Chen's hand suddenly lit up with a brilliant sword light in the dark night.

The sword light was rapidly elongated, and the time for a breath extended the distance by thousands of meters. At the end of the sword, on a mountain wall, there was a loud bang, and a huge bottomless cavern was broken, and the rocks kept falling down.

Finally succeeded, Xiao Chen showed a relieved smile on his face, his hard work paid off, and he finally mastered this trick.

The next step is to try to integrate the artistic conception of thunder, only by truly integrating the artistic conception into the sword momentum, can the power of martial arts be fully exerted

[And the last day, ask for a monthly pass, it's a waste if you don't need it, if you like Xianwu, please vote for her, I'm not very grateful.] If this hurdle is passed, my speed will be raised a little, and I will definitely speed up next month. 】

The two hundred and ninety-eighth wind and cloud three styles

In the sky, rolling dark clouds came, endless, low thunder, rumbling continuously, small lightning bolts, from time to time pierced the night sky, illuminating the ground is bright.

Xiao Chen's expression was calm, his right hand was on the hilt of the knife, and the artistic conception of thunder kept condensing. The thunder roared louder and louder in the sky, as if there were thousands of horses in the middle, and the prancing horses were jumping and roaring.

The endless momentum wandered back and forth in the back mountain, and in the air, the purple air currents visible to the naked eye kept drifting, making a non-stop sound.

Turnips break the sky!

Xiao Chen snorted softly, and the turnip, the ancient god tree above his head, grew rapidly, and when the turnip tree was completely grown, Xiao Chen's right hand on the handle of the knife immediately waved.

Poof!

On the snow-white blade, a bright pillar of light lit up, and the continuous thunder in the sky suddenly stopped, and there was silence for no more than half a second

A thunderclap that resounded through the heavens and the earth suddenly erupted, and a terrifying purple lightning bolt pierced the dark clouds in the sky and tore apart the dark night, like a roaring dragon descending from the sky.

At this moment, Xiao Chen's momentum was raised to the peak, like a peerless sword out of the sheath, sharp and horizontal, caused by his gaze, like a sharp blade breaking through the air.

Bang!

The artistic conception and the knife posture finally fused perfectly, and the pillar of light on the blade of the knife was rapidly elongated, but it was just a blink of an eye.

The mountain peak thousands of meters ahead was swept by the pillar of light, the tip of the mountain was shattered, and the mountain rocks fell swaying from the sky.

The mountain stone touched the pillar of light, and it was immediately annihilated, leaving only a pile of powder, which flew away with the wind and disappeared into Sumeru.

Clang!

Xiao Chen put the knife back into its sheath, the thunderclouds above the sky suddenly disappeared, and the sound of muffled thunder stopped. The night became silent again, and only the sound of falling rocks was swaying.

Xiao Chen showed a happy smile on his face, and muttered: "In two days, I have finally completely fused the Turnip's Heaven Breaking and my Thunder Artistic Conception, this move is enough to be proud of the Martial Venerable Realm, and in terms of power and Heavenly Rank Primary Martial Arts, there is only a thin line of separation." ”

Sitting cross-legged on the spot, Xiao Chen took out an intermediate spirit stone and quickly recovered his vitality.

After a while, the consumed vitality was immediately full, and the vitality in the intermediate spirit stone had not yet been consumed, so Xiao Chen took advantage of the situation and directly entered the state of cultivation.

The remaining energy in the intermediate spirit stone was fused into the cyclone above the dantian, and when the spirit stone was completely consumed, the cyclone increased slightly by a small circle, and the vitality that could be contained increased again.

Xiao Chen didn't rush to get up, but continued to run the Purple Thunder Decision, completely integrating this energy that he had just absorbed into his body and turning it into his own cultivation.

When the purple thunder was running for a whole day, Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and purple light flashed in his pupils.

Xiao Chen got up and looked at the distant sky, a faint light appeared, dawn was approaching, and said: "After dawn, there are only five days left, and the turnips have just merged with the artistic conception, that is, the real remaining time, there are only four days." ”

"Four days, three days to practice the eighth move of the turnip, and the remaining day, consolidate and change the thunder roar, so that I have three hole cards. ”

After taking out some simple godmothers from the Qiankun Ring to eat, Xiao Chen began to continue to skillfully skillfully break the sky and fuse with the artistic conception of thunder.

The vast Lingyun Mountain Range, rolling and horizontal, wide I don't know how many meters, there are many barren peaks, on top of an extremely secluded peak.

The mountain was extremely desolate, bare, without any vegetation, except for stones and stones, Murong Chong stood quietly on the top of the mountain with his eyes closed.

The mountain is two thousand meters high, and the wind is surging, blowing Murong Chong's clothes and his hair dance.

Shout!

Murong opened his eyes violently, the light in the depths of his eyes was restrained, and his hair stopped swinging violently. The wind came from his side, as if it had penetrated his body, and merged with the wind.

"The artistic conception of the wind is finally completed, and my speed can reach the speed of sound in advance, so that I can avoid his move, and I am seventy percent sure. ”

Murong Chong said lightly, the words fell, his body flashed in place, drifted down along the direction of the wind, without making any sound, and in the blink of an eye, he swept away a distance of five hundred meters.

The body kept flashing towards the foot of the mountain, and in the sky, the clouds began to slowly boil, and under the clear and clear sky, it kept surging.

The clouds were pulled by an inexplicable force in the high altitude and began to collide rapidly. As the clouds collided, thunder sounded from above the nine heavens.

Poof!

The long knife in Murong Chong's hand slammed out of its sheath, and a lightning bolt rushed above the clouds, and before the lightning landed, a fierce wind swept in the air.

With a flash of thunder and lightning, it immediately blended into the wind, and the invisible wind instantly turned purple, forming a purple tornado, and the lightning flashed in the wind, and the thunder was loud.

Murong Chong's body rose from the ground, his figure was ethereal and invisible in the air, like a cloud moving with the wind, and the purple dragon scroll behind him followed his fluttering figure, scurrying up and down.

Everywhere he passed, some countless tall rocks were directly shattered by the purple tornado, turning into dust, dancing with the wind, and suddenly the dust was flying, like yellow sand sweeping.

Chase the clouds and chase the electricity!

Murong Chong, who was fluctuating in the air, shouted softly, and the purple dragon scroll changed out of thin air, turning into a purple auger with a streamer, and slammed away along the place where Murong Chong's sword light was pointing.

Incredibly fast, almost as fast as sound, an auger made of lightning, clouds, and wind. It crashed into a mountain peak, and the top of the mountain immediately collapsed with a bang, and was directly crushed into countless powders.

See the clouds!

Murong Chong snorted again, and the figure fell to the ground, and a bright light lit up on the blade.

In an instant, it was infinitely stretched, soaring into the sky, and the rolling clouds were instantly scattered by the sword light, and the sun shone brightly, becoming more violent.

Ride the whirlwind!

Murong Chong roared suddenly, and the cold sword body couldn't stop trembling.