"What kind of swordsmanship is this......"

The disciples of Feixian Ridge looked at the sword that the rock kept swinging, but they had never seen such a sword technique.

Simple and crude, but every move, every momentum, is full of charm.

I want to learn, but I can't.

I want to understand, but I can't.

I want to remember, but I can't.

In this way, all the disciples of Feixian Ridge were shocked.

How so, is this still an ordinary swordsmanship?

Is this the sword technique of the gods?

Every time I have seen it, I have never heard of it.

What a magical swordsmanship!

That kind of charm is terrifying to look at.

It is impossible to learn, such a thing has subverted everyone's understanding.

How can there be such a swordsmanship in the world, it is simply a stroke of genius, drawn by the Arabian Nights.

At this moment, the rock in front of him is like a battle of life and death in that valley.

At this moment, the sword naturally has an extra charm, the killing is decisive, one blow will kill, and the real god is elusive.

Even at this moment, the rock closed his eyes and fought completely by listening to the wind and arguing.

What's even more terrifying is that the rock is even shielded from the aura, which is the state of an ordinary person.

But with each sword, it became more and more powerful, more and more incredible.

The rock was like reliving the battle in the valley, but his current momentum was soaring with his battle.

This is a kind of realm sublimation, and it is getting stronger and stronger, and each sword swing has a trace of the charm of simplicity.

Ding Ding

The bell suddenly became urgent, and everything changed.

This is the bell sound of troubled times, and the battlefield is no longer killing enemies and enemies, but more innocent people.

Even weak, powerless weak women and children, as well as the elderly.

Troubled times, troubled times.

On the battlefield, it is no longer just soldiers, there are more innocent people.

These innocent people are their own relatives and clansmen, but they are swords and soldiers.

"Go away! ……”

The rocks kept driving, dazed, and the sword in his hand was slow to fall.

The fluctuations in the heart are difficult to calm down, the heart of the benevolent, the sword does not kill the innocent.

"Look...... It's over, his killing aura is disappearing, and once it disappears, he will become a member of these thousands of dry bones...... It's a pity, after all, it is impossible to escape death. ”

The Feixian Ridge disciple sighed, but there was no way to stop it.

If you choose this path, sooner or later this will be the end, and the person who sets foot is the one who deduces the ups and downs on the road to success, but not the last one.

scold

The sword in the rock hand was stuck in the dry bones under his feet, and he held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and looked blankly at the clansmen who came over step by step.

Who knows that kind of pain.

There were many bone spears, scimitars were raised high, and the ruthless and resolute eyes deeply pierced his heart and suffocated him.

He didn't understand why.

Why cannibalism.

Machete?

Suddenly, Rock saw the scimitar in the hands of his people.

Slowly closed his eyes, but his hand clenched the long sword.

kill

The roar of the clansmen, the shouts of killing, shook the sky.

The rock raised and fell with his sword, and the man and sword were one, tossing and turning in the crowd, but he kept his eyes closed.

Unwilling to look at the place where the sword fell, he knew what it would be.

There are no such people for a long time, and even if they do, they will never have a scimitar in their hands.

His people weren't so bold and didn't have as many scimitars to use.

What's more, there is a scene that he remembers deeply, that is, the eight people under the cliff of the sacred mountain.

There are only eight people left in his own clan, even if Dashi and Iwazo are there, there are only ten people, why are there so many.

There are also men, women, and children, who have disappeared in the flames of war, forever.

Therefore, he used his sword because he knew that he would not touch his own people.

Mercy, alas, is superfluous, those have become a passing cloud of smoke and have long since dissipated.

Ugh

The wind is still ringing, and the bell is flickering.

On the side of the rock swinging sword, he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were a little clearer.

The mood has changed, and the shot has changed, and he is no longer tied.

The bell of the troubled times is urgent again.

There were more stones and eighteen warriors in front of the rock, and even Iron Mountain they also appeared, and the most unlikely to appear here Yan San also stood in front of him.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose and smiled slightly, it turned out that everything was false.

I was just thinking about it, but suddenly it appeared, and it all appeared.

Didn't you just think about it for a while?

How could it be possible to appear in front of him so quickly, what else is there but a false illusion.

kill

There was a familiar voice in his ears, but he knew that it was definitely not a familiar person.

Ugh

The clever sword is a real feeling.

That's it!

Rock Heart sighed, and the sword in his hand circled around his body, wrapping himself around and moving in one direction at a rapid pace.

Since it's all false, why not chop it to pieces.

Ah Luo and Ah Huai are the most important.

As everyone knows, at this moment, Ah Luo and Ah Huai are already standing in front of the Thousand Zun Palace.

They had returned to normal, looking back at the rock's crazy look with worry on their faces.

Just now, both of them entered that state in the same way, completely lost themselves.

But it was only a short while, and suddenly a voice woke them up, telling them to go forward until they reached the front of the Thousand Venerable Palace, and at this moment, this voice was still urging them to enter the hall.

But how could they let the rock go, not even the warning of the voice, and looked back at the rock worriedly.

In their hearts, inheritance is important, but rocks are even more important.

"How is this possible, someone actually broke through ......"

Some Feixian Ridge disciples saw Ah Luo and Ah Huai, who had already stood in front of the hall, and felt incredible.

You must know that such a situation has never been in legends, and no one has ever been to the temple.

But now that it has appeared, everything has become a thing of the past.

Ding Ding Ding

Hurried ringtones

Something seemed to be holding back the rushing rock.

The sense of urgency is terrifying.

Crash

The dry bones flipped over, and the black shadows were endless, blocking the rocks.

Everything is different, like there are demons and monsters blocking the way.

"How could it be ......"

The rock was dumbfounded, Ah Luo and Ah Huai were also dumbfounded, and the disciples of Feixian Ridge were even more shocked to jump up, looking like they were about to run away at any time.

Such a vision is too terrifying to be imagined.

I have never heard of such a situation.

Everything is moving in the unknown direction.

"Alright, come in! It has nothing to do with you, this is originally a trial battlefield that he set up for himself, but it's just to look at the Dao Heart......"

Ah Luo and Ah Huai both heard such a voice and looked at each other.

I don't know why, but I always feel weird.

He set this for himself.

Who is he, and does he have this ability?

He's just an ordinary monk, how can he design himself.

Is it still so tough?

Look at those dry bones, and never believe that such a path will be easy.

Gods and demons stand in the way, and ghosts stand in the way

In front of the rocks at this moment, there are many ghosts and monsters.

If you want to move forward, you must kill demons and kill them.

There is no other way, this one is the road of killing, it must be taken, it must be adapted.

Hey!

The rock sneered, for such a thing, there is no burden in the heart at all, killing is.

What gods, demons, and monsters, standing in the way is death.

The path of cultivating immortals is not smooth at all, I have already understood it and have long been accustomed to it.

I know very well that immortals are enemies, and such things are indispensable.

The only thing that can't pass is the relatives, but it's already over, what else can stop your pace.

The sword in your hand is your own reliance.

The sword in your hand is the possibility of standing up straight.

As long as you can still hold a sharp sword in your hand, you can wipe everything out.

I've always been fighting alone.

His life is in the palm of his hand.

The sword is there, and the life can be lived.

kill

The rock roared and rushed forward without fear.

bang

The clothes on his body suddenly exploded and flew away, but the ethereal fairy clothes were very strange.

At this moment, I saw what the treasure was, and I saw the ethereal fairy clothes, with a drum of sound, pulled away from the rock, but it was not destroyed.

But for some reason, after a few repetitions, the ethereal fairy clothes on the body of the rock were blocked by an invisible force.

The ethereal fairy clothes that could not be recovered were rolled up, wrapped around the waist of the rock like a spirit snake.

"What's that? Sheep's head? ”

The disciples of Feixian Ling saw the tattoo on the chest of the rock, even Ah Luo and Ah Huai also looked at it carefully, such a sheep's head was too eye-catching.

At this moment, the rocks are fighting the black shadows that keep coming out of the ground, and the problem is that this thing is like a continuous slash.

As the battle grew, the black shadows that emerged in this way also intensified, surrounding the rocks, screaming and biting.

Rock calm down, no matter how much there is such a thing, there is nothing to be afraid of, a group of brainless monsters who just fight with instinct, without weapons, there is really nothing to fear.

The more the rock fights, the more relaxed it becomes, and the momentum on his body becomes stronger and stronger.

Such momentum is too powerful and intimidating.

Obviously just a person, an ordinary person.

But it's like a wall, a heaven and a earth, and a god

In short, it is difficult to describe the changes on the rock at this moment, and there is only a feeling of awe and even surrender in the eyes of those who see it.

Even Ah Luo and Ah Huai unconsciously bowed their heads and bowed their waists.

"The posture of the sage is really extraordinary!"

A voice muttered to itself, suddenly spitting out a word.

"Breath"

With such a sound, everything is calm.

Rock raised his sword in front of his chest and looked ahead in confusion.

Vanity is gone, and everything returns to nature.

In front of the huge palace, Ah Luo and Ah Huai also looked at themselves.

No matter how many rocks there are, he put away his sword and strode towards Ah Luo and Ah Huai.

"Huh! It's all done, when did this road to success become so simple......"

The disciples of Feixian Ridge were puzzled and looked at each other.

Suddenly, someone is on the road to success and risking their lives.

He wants to get a head start.

Perhaps in his eyes, the road to success has lost its purpose.

It's not so scary anymore.

The rest of the Flying Immortal Ridge disciples were all staring, and if it was really what they guessed, they would rush up.

The shrine opposite is the most attractive place, there must be supreme treasures in it, and even an amazing inheritance.

Ugh

The Feixian Ridge disciple, who had just walked a few steps, suddenly stood still, his eyes fell on his chest, where there was a hole, and then he was carried to the ground.

Without a sound, I don't know how the hole in his chest came from.

That's not all, he suddenly burst out of the fire when he fell to the ground, and in front of everyone's eyes, his clothes and flesh were destroyed, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a steaming corpse, Bai Sensen, very scary.