Feeling the momentum released by Wang Meng, Xia Wu sighed lowly: "I thought this job would be easy, but now it seems that I am a little at a loss." ”

Then he took a deep breath, and the qi in his body surged, and along a specific route, it was sent to Xia Wu's right fist.

With the qi generated in this body, Xia Wu slammed his fist towards Wang, and his punch looked light and fluttering, without the slightest sense of strength.

With this punch, those mildew-like things on the walls and the ground also floated up, and then spun together, forming a mottled black tornado, blasting towards Wang Meng who was ten steps away.

Wang Meng laughed dryly, the long knife in his hand flickered, and the light of Sen Han's knife immediately slashed into the black dragon, splitting the tornado full of black patches in half.

There was only one sword in the corridor, but Xia Wu suddenly felt extremely dangerous, he turned his head suddenly, his shoulders were cold, and his clothes suddenly burst and shattered into thousands of butterflies.

At the same time, a deep mark was quickly formed on the wall behind him, as if someone had slashed it with a knife.

Xia Wu's pupils dilated slightly: "A move that can't be seen?" ”

That's right.

What Wang Meng used just now was a combat technique called 'Ignorance'.

The ignorant person does not know the illusory mind of consciousness, and clinging to the truth does not harm me, so the alayas are aware of the action branches, and they cling to the name and color according to the attachment of the mana, and then they are reincarnated in birth and death.

Mahayana Buddhism divides ignorance into two parts: ignorance of one thought and ignorance without beginning.

Among them, ignorance includes the four kinds of dwelling afflictions of seeing, desire, lust, and being.

Wang Meng's combat technique 'ignorance' is self-created, and the core idea of the combat technique is born from the 'seeing' in ignorance.

On the surface, he only made one cut, but in fact, it may be two, three, or even more.

If the opponent can't see through it in time, and thus clings to 'I see', it will kill him in minutes.

Often, those who see Wang Meng's combat skills for the first time will hate the scene.

It's just that Xia Wu is ranked as a Tongxuan and has a sensitive perception, so he can detect it in time and avoid the 'invisible' knife.

"Although it is just a temptation, if you are not careful, you will lose your life."

"This big guy is too dangerous."

Xia Wu shouted, opened the door with both hands, and flicked them to the left and right respectively.

The black spots on the surrounding walls and ground all flew up, spun on their own, and turned into black tornadoes that rushed towards Wang Meng.

As they walked, these black dragons occasionally collided with each other, thus merging into one and forming a thicker black tornado; Occasionally, it will split into two or more small tornadoes.

Divided and combined, virtual and real, in an instant, the entire corridor was covered with large and small black tornadoes, so that Wang Meng had almost no room to dodge.

Wang Meng's thick eyebrows twitched, and he said with his teeth: "It's just a part-time job, so what are you doing desperately, just play." ”

After all, the long knife in his hand cut out a long knife phantom, and suddenly cut a passage out of those black tornadoes.

Wang Meng threw it with his other hand, and a dagger immediately flashed through the corridor and went straight to Xia Wu's chest.

Xia Wu sideways to dodge.

Suddenly, there was a flower in front of me.

The dagger vanished out of thin air.

Wang Meng's figure appeared in front of him.

Using the ability of the gods, Wang Meng and the dagger switched places, and easily passed through the corridor covered with black tornadoes.

Xia Wu's scalp was numb, he let out a loud shout, and his body retreated.

At the same time, the toes tapped the ground, and the black spots on the ground suddenly floated up, and the black spots shot out black rays, dense, stabbing at Wang Meng like a forest of guns.

I didn't see Wang Meng make the slightest movement, and suddenly in the black gun forest, a cold light hung out.

The guns suddenly disintegrated.

Then a red line suddenly appeared on Xia Wu's left cheek, and then the skin opened and blood flowed.

"What's the move this time?"

"There was no movement to swing the knife, but there was a substantial attack?"

Xia Wu's pupils contracted violently.

He guessed right.

Following 'Ignorance', Wang Meng used another combat technique.

Colourless.

The so-called color is emptiness, and emptiness is color.

The color is empty.

Mahayana Buddhism believes that the sights, sounds, fragrances, and touches of the material world are all greed.

There is no eternity in matter, what you see, hear, feel and feel will change with the change of time, and in the end, the things you love and cling to will be empty in the end.

will all return to nothingness.

will all fail.

Therefore, people should not be attached to what they see and hear in front of them, these things will eventually disappear, and they should not be obsessed with them.

This 'colorlessness' concept is derived from this method, which is an invisible attack.

Stopping in the corridor, Xia Wu gently wiped the wound on his cheek with his hand, took a deep breath, and ran the exercises.

Suddenly, the black mist that shrouded the corridor suddenly descended, and formed a black phantom around Xia Wu.

The black phantom was in the form of a human, wearing armor and a helmet, protecting Xia Wu with one hand and facing Wang Meng with the other hand clenched into a fist.

But this black phantom only has the upper body, but the image is huge, although it is only a half-body phantom, it fills the entire corridor space, making this corridor seem a little narrow.

Wang Meng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Yuan Shen? ”

"Hey, this thing is quite rare, you actually cultivated the primordial god."

"It's a pity that there is only half of the body, and the yin qi is awe-inspiring, and the evil intent is awe-inspiring, is it a yin god?"

"With this thing, you're not afraid of losing your life?"

Xia Wu smiled: "It's better to live than to die." ”

"Yes." Wang Meng nodded, "Bring out all the Yin Gods, so you want to move the real thing?" ”

"It's still the same sentence, it's just a part-time job, so what are you doing so hard?"

Xia Wu shrugged his shoulders: "There's no way, even if it's a part-time job, you can't just run away after two moves." ”

"In that case, I won't be able to find a job in the future."

"So I have to be serious."

The long knife was on his shoulder, and Wang Meng frowned: "I can't see it, you are quite dedicated." ”

"Then it can't be helped."

"I'll be serious, too."

Suddenly, the phantom of the fierce beast behind Wang Meng suddenly turned into a colorful streamer, attached to the spectacular body.

So Wang Meng appeared from the sides of his neck to his whole body, and the pattern of the fierce beast appeared, as if he had tattooed the fierce beast on his body.

When this pattern was formed and stabilized, Wang Meng's breath became more and more violent, and the momentum was monstrous, enough to change the color of the wind and clouds.

Secret method!

Conferment. 梼杌fierce pattern!

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Bump Bump Bump!

In the corridor, the gunshots were incessant.

The dense barrage fell on Li Yuqing, but it was all blocked by the 'earth and rock armor' on her body, and the deformed bullet fell like raindrops at the woman's feet, making a jingling sound.

At the same time, on the other side of the corridor, the guards who had attracted Li Yuqing's attention were unaware that bony palms were emerging from various parts of their bodies.