Chapter 18 The Big Dream of the Spring and Autumn Period
All the way like a bamboo, Xiao Yun's realm directly crossed the front sevenfold, and finally stopped at the Xianwu Eightfold Realm.
His breakthrough was different from the previous Shen Tuhui.
Shen Tuhui used the Zhuyan Pill to suppress his strength, and his "breakthrough" was purely because the medicinal power subsided and the suppressed internal force of the dantian resumed its activities, while Xiao Yun himself was not in the Xianwu Realm, what he had to do was to accumulate the scattered internal forces in the dantian, and only by truly gathering the internal forces of the dantian could he truly break through to the Eightfold Realm of Xianwu.
One of the two is to restore strength, and the other is to create strength.
Therefore, the movement caused by Xiao Yun was not as big as Shen Tuhui, but it took far more time than Shen Tuhui. He needed time to reunite his internal strength and repair his dantian before he could stabilize his realm.
Ordinary people will slowly seek opportunities in a quiet environment, which is the safest and safest. People like Xiao Yun, who dare to break through to the realm when facing the enemy, have not heard much since ancient times.
When breaking through, it is most taboo to be distracted, if you are not careful, you will either be killed by the opponent, or you will be destroyed to death by the internal force in your body.
Xiao Yun's move is undoubtedly a dog jumping over the wall in a hurry.
When the realm was raised to the eightfold level, Xiao Yun's strength gradually stabilized. He also simply sat cross-legged, sensing the changes in the dantian, ready to deal with the sudden impact of internal forces on the dantian.
While taking care of his body, he also released his soul power to guard against Shen Tuhui's attacks at all times.
"Isn't it too late to break through at this time!" Today's repeated defeats made Shen Tuhui almost crazy, how could he let go of the great opportunity in front of him now. Under Xiao Yun's soul perception, Shen Tuhui came with his sword, and the sword momentum was everywhere.
The first martial realm is the realm of martial cultivation in the end, and the power of the move is much higher than that of the martial artist.
Between the swings of Shen Tuhui's long sword, there is always a sword momentum, which is impossible for a martial artist. A warrior can only use his momentum to intimidate people, but he can't hurt people with his sword. But Wu Xiu can, Wu Xiu's sword momentum is the sword qi released externally, which is the internal force that is played with the swordsmanship.
Just wanted to move his body, Xiao Yun suddenly felt two not weak momentum rushing behind him, and immediately knew that Luo Jiajun had made a choice, and after sighing lightly in his heart, he threw himself into the dantian.
The sword flowers were churning, and Shen Tuhui's eyebrows were full of ruthlessness, gritting his teeth, eager to dismantle Xiao Yun with one sword. But before he could reach Xiao Yun's body, the two Luo Jiajun had already wielded their halberds, blocking his sword momentum one by one, blocking his attack.
The long sword was blocked, Shen Tuhui snorted lightly, the tip of the sword pointed at the two Luo Jiajun in front of him, and said in a gloomy manner: "Do you think you can stop me by improving your strength with crooked ways?"
"The situation is not good for you. The two Luo Jiajun sneered, one left and one right clamped down on Shen Tuhui, cutting off his route to attack Xiao Yun.
Hearing this, Shen Tuhui's face was gloomy.
After the three Locke soldiers used the secret technique, only one person remained, and they easily contained seven killers, and the remaining two Locke soldiers joined forces, which could completely drag Shen Tuhui. Once all seven killers are killed, or Xiao Yun wakes up after succeeding in consolidating the realm, Shen Tuhui will become passive.
This situation is indeed not optimistic for Shen Tuhui.
"Then we can only erase you. Gritting his teeth, Shen Tuhui said in a deep voice. When the voice fell, his momentum rose again, and there was a faint tendency to break through to the post-martial realm.
What Xiao Yun said is true, Shen Tuhui is really more than the Martial Realm!
The two Locke soldiers glanced at each other, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes. But the more frightened they were, the more determined their expressions became. They have forcibly overdrawn their lives, and death is only a matter of time, but the only thing they have to do before they die is to drag Shen Tuhui.
Hold Shen Tuhui and win time for Xiao Yun to break through.
However, they didn't seem to have thought about it, even if Xiao Yun succeeded in breaking through, he would only be the eighth level of the first martial arts, how could he compete with Shen Tuhui, who was at the peak of the nine layers of the first martial arts.
"Huh~" Shen Tuhui lightning out of the sword, the speed was faster, and before the two Luo Jiajun could react, the sword move had already slashed at the halberd in their hands, making two bells, and the sharp sword momentum directly left two shallow marks on their halberds.
The two Locke soldiers took two steps back against this sword momentum, although their faces were still calm, but they were actually quite shocked in their hearts, after the two of them broke out, Shen Tuhui was able to force them back with a sword, they still seemed to underestimate Shen Tuhui.
With a sigh, three swords attacked in succession, forcing the two Locke soldiers to retreat again. Even if the Luo family army uses secret arts, they can still only be pressed and beaten by Shen Tuhui, not to mention the power of resistance, even self-preservation has become a problem.
With a swing of the sword, Luo Jiajun took a step back, and Shen Tuhui advanced, he did not use roundabout tactics to get close to Xiao Yun, but directly and brutally crushed the past.
Just when the two Locke soldiers were exhausted, the third Locke Army had already killed all the killers, which was as easy for the Locke Army who broke out as it was for Shen Tuhui to deal with the Locke Army before the outbreak of momentum.
After solving the minions, the three Locke armies reunited the front and tried to launch an offensive against Shen Tuhui. However, in the face of the three halberds, Shen Tuhui just sneered, and didn't take the three Luo Jiajun in his eyes at all, Ting Tingting, the sword halberds were staggered, Shen Tuhui used the Huangquan swordsmanship again, and the tip of the sword was transformed, blocking the stabbing halberds one by one.
The three Locke armies surrounded Shen Tuhui in a triangular pattern, trying to prevent him from continuing to approach Xiao Yun, but to no avail. Shen Tuhui's momentum is still rising, and the Huangquan swordsmanship with internal force is even more tricky and vicious, every time he makes a sword, he can leave a wound on Luo Jiajun's body, which can make Luo Jiajun's vitality wilt a little.
Xiao Yun's forehead frowned slightly, and through his soul perception, he knew that Luo Jiajun's situation was not good at this time, but he couldn't do anything. Although he was anxious in his heart, the orderly internal force in his body was still accumulating unhurriedly, which was in stark contrast to the tense situation in the outside world.
The flesh and blood of the Luo family army were blurred but gritted their teeth and insisted on sending it back to Xiao Yun's brain, he sensed the vitality of the Luo family army that was rapidly disappearing, and suddenly regretted a little, regretting that he did not break through the Xianwu realm as soon as possible, regretting that he did not have enough strength, and could only let the people around him die to protect himself.
Knock knock!
At first, the two Locke soldiers were the first to lose their support, their knees were sore, and they fell to the ground. Shen Tuhui took the opportunity to pick up a sword, and the sword momentum was sharp, directly knocking the two Luo Jiajun out of the air.
The halberds were out of their hands, and their human bodies fell to the ground, and their vitality was instantly gone, leaving only a peaceful and peaceful face on their bloody faces.
They weren't afraid of death because they were fighting for Locke's army.
...... Locke's army lost two of the three, and the remaining one was also pierced through the body under Shen Tuhui's fierce swordsmanship. When he was dying, he still wanted to stab the halberd into Shen Tuhui's body, but the tip of the halberd finally stopped three inches in front of Shen Tuhui's heart, and he could no longer move forward.
Boom!
Locke's army was wiped out.
When the last of the Luo Jiajun turned into corpses and collapsed, Xiao Yun's heart chuckled, and he suddenly felt as if he had done something wrong.
Solving the Luo Jiajun, Shen Tuhui didn't stop for a moment, and once again raised his sword and slashed at Xiao Yun.
He couldn't remember how many times this was the first time he had forced Xiao Yun today, he only knew that if he didn't succeed this time, it would inevitably leave a painful shadow on his life today.
The long sword roared, and Shen Tuhui suddenly felt a flash of white light in front of him, and he ...... Lost the goal.
And Xiao Yun, who was sitting on the ground, was also shocked at the moment, one moment Shen Tuhui raised his sword and slashed, and the next moment the surrounding scenery changed, as if he had been moved alive.
"Brother. Suddenly, a delicate call came to mind.
Xiao Yun obviously didn't open his eyes, but he seemed to see a pair of eyes.
Under the same gaze, he only felt: spring and autumn change, and the years change. The leaves fall and the snow flies, and all beasts are extinct. Covered in silver, covered with snow.
Big dreams are a few spring and autumn, and there is snow in the eyes.