Sturdy armor, bright spears, fierce mounts, and sky-high battle intent - this is Fu Zhiyu, the caretaker of the Rakshasa Pavilion of Jiuyan Mountain!

Cheng Jun's eyes moved slightly-this appearance did not seem to be a monk in the Northern Immortal Cultivation Realm, but rather a very powerful branch in the Kunlun Dao system-Kunlun War Cultivation!

Look at the ground under your feet, although it is on the mountainside, it is a long straight road, forming a smooth platform three zhang wide and dozens of zhang long, which is suitable for charging, as if it was an ancient military field.

The Taoism of this Nine Wild Goose Mountain is really not pure!

Zhenshan Pavilion and Hundred Refining Pavilion are very authentic Lingshan Dao system runes and instrument paths. In the entire Lingshan Dao system, in addition to the traditional Qi cultivation Dao, there are only these two branches that can be used. That Water Pavilion already wanted to think about the sound cultivation of the Kunlun Dao System, and when he arrived at the Rakshasa Pavilion, he could see such a characteristic battle cultivation, which really made Cheng Jun feel emotional.

That Fu Zhiyu took a few steps forward with his mount, pointed his spear, and shouted: "Foot combat or air combat?"

At this time, Qin Yue usually had to speak, and he was really neat and neat, and said loudly: "Good luck." "Ran backwards, like a wisp of green smoke. Before leaving, he only used a spiritual voice to send a sentence to Cheng Jun: "You don't have to really defeat her, you just need to get her approval." ”

Cheng Jun smiled and said, "A single sword, you can't fly, it's good to fight on foot." ”

Fu Zhiyu waved his spear and shouted, "Okay!" As he spoke, he grabbed the thunder leopard in his legs, and the lightning flew forward.

Cheng Jun stretched his sword and smiled slightly--If you want a Kunlun battle cultivator to recognize, then there is only war!

Kunlun Battle Cultivation is quite similar to Sword Cultivation in a sense, but compared with the concentration and madness of Sword Cultivation to break through ten thousand laws with one sword, they emphasize courage and impact more. I don't even value my own cultivation, what I value is the condensed battle intent and blood surname.

Although tens of millions of people have gone to me!

Indomitable!

If you want to gain their respect, you must fight knife to knife, gun to gun, and fight to the end. After the First World War, whether you win or lose, you will be recognized by them.

Kunlun war cultivation is so simple.

Cheng Jun admires the battle cultivation lineage very much, but unfortunately his way is completely different from the battle cultivation lineage. He didn't plan to fight with Fu Zhiyu - unless he was cornered, Cheng Jun hadn't fought anyone yet. Today is no exception. He didn't think about pretending to be a brave man in order to win favor.

It is better to take straight than to seek in bend, which is also a kind of bravery.

Now, what I have to do is the simplest and clearest, fight a battle, win, that's it.

Fu Zhiyu's figure was already close in the blink of an eye, and his speed broke through the limit of the foundation building monk, and even a distorted afterimage flowed in the air!

Her speed is all about the power of her mount. The leopard's original speed is the leader of all beings, not to mention the power of thunder and lightning! Fu Zhiyu's body is wrapped in a layer of faint blue thunder and lightning, but it can't hide the special blood-colored aura around it.

Scarlet. Fu Zhiyu's eyes were full of blood-red, and the spear in his hand seemed to be dripping blood, and faint blood light was entwined in front of her. The surrounding aura was stimulated by this special blood qi, faintly revealing a magnificent meaning, and the entire platform seemed to have become a battlefield, overwhelmed by this sky-rushing bloody aura!

Battle spirit, soaring to the sky!

This is the contagious power of blood bravery. When the husband was angry, blood was splashed in five steps! The fighting spirit of ordinary people can still be shocking, not to mention this war cultivation that takes war as the way?

Everything around, tangible or invisible, was infected by this monstrous battle array, with a trace of blood!

Except for Cheng Jun.

Cheng Jun stood on the right path of Fu Zhiyu's charge, the long sword in his hand had already been unsheathed, and the bright sword light looked so swaying against the blood-colored evil qi.

But his expression was as clear as ever, and even, compared to the original, there was a sense of indifference.

The fighting spirit is monstrous. Tactics, bravery. But the warrior - nothing more.

The blood evil on Fu Zhiyu's body borrows more from the power of the exercises and mounts, and lacks the original evil qi that comes out of his own blood sea fighting, and this Kunlun battle cultivation is also discounted.

You're too far away.

Fu Zhiyu ran to the Lei Gong Leopard under him, and the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed sharply.

A circle of blood-colored shadows lit up on the tip of the spear, like ripples, and spread instantly. As the blood spread, the tip of the spear was in the light, and there was a trembling twist!

Power, like the power of a storm and lightning, condensed in the air, and with the thrust of the tip of the spear, it poured out.

Blood Thorn of Battle Intent!

Cheng Jun raised his sword, his speed was not slow, but in the face of the blood-colored storm, he looked gentle, like a snail.

The tip of the sword drew a small fan-shaped arc, blocking the trajectory of the tip of the spear.

Burst......

The sound of intersection sounded, this gold and iron clash should have been a sparkling blow, but there was only a muffled sound like defeat.

The sword in Cheng Jun's hand shook slightly, but it didn't get out of control at all, with a trace of blood and the tip of the spear that was wrapped around it, it pulled slightly.

Unload!

This is the unloading trick of swordsmanship in the Daomen.

The way of war cultivation originated from the way of the warrior, and the spear was the most common, but there was never a shortage of swordsmanship. Fu Zhiyu himself also uses a good sword. But in the sword path of the warriors, there are splits, slashes, picks, and stabs. All kinds of tricks, and so on. But in the way of the sword of the Daomen, it is more full of tricks of pushing, winding, leading, pressing, unloading, and so on.

Four taels can move a thousand pounds!

Lingshan Dao System, the study of Taoism is more about law and weapons, but the important field of sword is missing, the Yanyun Treasure Realm of Shangqing Palace has no sword cultivation faction, and under Zixiao Palace, there is only one extreme Dao sword cultivation branch of the Xiling Sword Sect, and all other sword sects are all branches of the Xiling Sword Sect. The Xiling Sword Sect has a different origin, and it is not the first-class sword cultivation of the traditional Daomen, and the essence of many Daomen has been quietly lost. Now the Dao Sect's inheritance of these Dao Sect sword intent is even inferior to many Jianghu sects.

Cheng Jun's inheritance all includes the complete Daomen sword intent.

Fu Zhiyu only felt that after the gun in his hand was handed out, it was empty, and it seemed to fall in the air, and he had no sustenance for even the murderous aura in the sky, condensed in mid-air, unable to hand it out, and unable to take it back, a depressed feeling came up, and he was disgusted and disgusted.

Just as she was about to put away the gun, the gun in her hand moved on its own!

It's not the gun she controls, but the gun is windless and automatic, and it is trapped in other forces and can't extricate itself.

For a moment, she was stunned, and then she realized that it was the other party's sword moving!

Citation――

Cheng Jun's sword, like a winch, slowly pushed, leading the opponent's spear to his own sword path. With the movement of the gun, the layers of blood and qi covered by the gun were drawn to the sword, and a trace of it was absorbed by the sword intent and accumulated on the sword body.

In just a moment, the originally bright sword body was covered in blood and turned into a scarlet.

This moment is enough time for Fu Zhiyu to make a decision.

"Lei Gong Leopard, lend me a hand!" Fu Zhiyu suddenly shouted, his legs were clamped, and the Lei Gong Leopard under his feet roared, his limbs were pushed down at the same time, and his head was raised high. A layer of blue lightning on his body spun wildly and surged upward.

This is the secret technique of Kunlun's war cultivation, the unity of man and beast. If it weren't for Fu Zhiyu's lack of cultivation, she could only borrow her strength at a critical moment, and her combat power could be doubled again.

The thunder light overflowed the Lei Gong Leopard itself in an instant, condensed to Fu Zhiyu's body, approached, and quickly passed from Fu Zhiyu's body to the gun, and the blood-red spear was instantly crawling with twisted and hideous electric snakes!

Silk - Ziz -

The thunder, the blood, the entanglement, the light on the gun, is a hundred times grander!

Fu Zhiyu's expression was condensed, and the blood in her eyes retreated slightly, this was a manifestation of her breaking away from the limit state of combat cultivation and turning into judgment - unloading force and gravity have their limits, as long as the strength exceeds the limit, even the best spell skills cannot be decomposed.

Too late for a pity!

Cheng Jun's sword has accumulated all the bloody qi in front of him, which has surpassed Fu Zhiyu's own true yuan of an all-out attack, and Cheng Jun's own cultivation is also not weaker than Fu Zhiyu, the two combined, coupled with the difference in traction itself, even if Fu Zhiyu and Lei Gongbao join forces, it is not enough to crack.

Electricity and blood were entangled, and as before, a trace of power was drawn up along the intersection of spears and swords. The tip of the sword, which was originally covered with blood, has formed a whirlpool visible to the naked eye, greedily devouring all power.

Cheng Jun's push on the sword was slower, but the range was greater. Like a whirlpool, the spear and sword rolled together in a slow circular shape around the center of the force.

One lap, two laps......

A steady stream of circles appeared and shattered in the air, and with each circle, the power of blood and thunder and lightning was also accumulating. At the same time, Cheng Jun's own true yuan was also slowly invading the sword body in a neat order, maintaining a three-legged momentum with blood and thunder.

The three forces gradually accumulated to the top. This apex is the limit of the outbreak.

As the controller of power, Cheng Jun knows very well where the limit of power is. Fu Zhiyu didn't know, but she had a dangerous intuition that the crisis was not far from breaking out.

But she couldn't do anything, just now when she and Lei Gong Leopard's strength became one, it was the best time for her to get out of the cage, and if she didn't get rid of it at that time, then it can't be now.

A sense of resignation and despair slowly creeps in. Since it is an indomitable battle cultivation, when it comes to despair, the evil qi will slowly subside inadvertently.

That's it.

Feeling Fu Zhiyu's state, Cheng Jun stopped in his hand, and the gun and sword slammed in the air.

The pause is very serious.

When the three forces are in motion, they maintain a dangerous equilibrium, and once this movement stops, the equilibrium is broken.

The light dimmed for a moment, and then, from the center of light there was a slight trembling.

The outbreak is just around the corner!

Cheng Jun flicked the sword in his hand, and the whole person flew up, stood on Lei Gongbao, kicked the beast's tailbone, and shouted: "Go-"

The force of this kick was just right, and the thunder leopard was full of spirits, and he had already detected the danger, so he ignored his master's orders, and suddenly lifted his foot and rushed to the sky.

Cheng Jun waved his hand, and a spirit rune suddenly flew out.

Boom -

The three powers finally broke out!

The dazzling light instantly flooded the entire square.

(To be continued)