Huo Xiu and Jade Rakshasa had probably estimated Yan Ming's strength before, but at this moment, they were much stronger than they expected!

The majestic momentum that gushes out of this body like a river bursting its banks, and the sharp true intent that seems to be able to cut off everything in the world, are far beyond the imagination of the two.

This kid was hiding his strength before?

This was the first thought that came to Huo Xiu's mind.

The world thinks that Yan Ming's strength is improving far faster than the norm, coupled with a series of almost incredible brilliant achievements, which is enough to shock the world, and they all think that Yan Ming's performance is the real level; But who would have thought that he had always had reservations before?

Seeing that with Yan Ming's momentum being released, the whirlpools rolled up by invisible qi waves turned into two completely different attribute forces, but they were yin and yang, fused into one, and rolled up the small things around them and flew up slightly, forming many small whirling air waves lingering around Yan Ming's body, Huo Xiu's face couldn't help but become serious.

Judging from the sense of oppression displayed by Yan Ming, Huo Xiu felt the bottomless feeling in his heart for the first time before, as if he wanted to really fight, he might not be able to defeat Yan Ming.

Huo Xiu immediately frowned, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows deepened, a feeling that disgusted him.

"Hey, hum, this little guy is interesting, he can improve his strength so quickly in a short period of time, he is not necessarily talented, maybe there are other secrets on his body, after we take him, we have to study it carefully." The jade rakshasa next to him said coldly.

Obviously, he had given up on the Son of Heaven and turned his target to Yan Ming. After feeling the trickiness of the opponent, the Jade Rakshasa decisively chose to join forces with Huo Xiu to take down the opponent.

Anyway, the Son of Heaven is already a bird in a cage and a fish in a net, and they solved Yan Ming, and the Son of Heaven is the thing in the bag.

"Good!"

Huo Xiu put away the folding fan and took a step forward.

At this time, it can be seen clearly that after Huo Xiu's folding fan is closed, it is not as thin as an ordinary fan, but forms a divine weapon similar to a cone thorn, and when Huo Xiu swings it at will, it contains the shadow of many profound moves such as stabbing method, cone method, sword technique, and stick technique.

The Jade Rakshasa was shrouded in a wide dark green robe, and his hands were also shrouded in the sleeves of his robe that hung low above his knees, making it difficult to see what path he had.

These two are both first-class masters in the world, and the two have joined forces, in Lu Xiaofeng's opinion, even if Ximen blows snow, it is enough to drink a pot, Yan Ming can ......

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but be a little worried, and the moment she looked at it, she suddenly closed her eyes subconsciously.

Not only him, but even the Son of Heaven and those onlookers not far away, Wei Ziyun, Nanwang Shizi and others also covered their eyes in pain, and the weak people let out a muffled sound of pain uncontrollably.

Because the moment Yan Ming moved, the whole person was like a divine soldier golden mang, stinging the eyes of everyone present. It's not that he's really glowing, it's a spiritual feeling that makes it impossible to look at directly.

To their strength, they have moved away from the category of relying on the naked eye to capture the enemy's trajectory, but to sense the qi. The moment Yan Ming moved, Huo Xiu and the Jade Rakshasa also disappeared from the sky in a flash.

The crackling sounds that fell from the sky sounded one after another, falling and smashing to the ground one after another.

"Boom!"

Lu Xiaofeng recovered first, and after stabilizing his mind, he looked up, only to see that the two afterimage fights were inseparable, it was Yan Ming and Huo Xiu.

What about the Jade Rakshasa?

As soon as this thought appeared in Lu Xiaofeng's mind, there was suddenly another extremely painful tingling pain in his brain, as if an invisible steel cone had pierced into his mind, accompanied by a murmuring sound that seemed to be nothing.

Not only Lu Xiaofeng, but everyone present had such symptoms.

It's Jade Rakshasa!

Lu Xiaofeng barely looked over, only to see that after the Jade Rakshasa was unable to take down Yan Ming after the initial series of strong attacks, he suddenly stopped in the distance, the corners of his mouth opened and closed, and he kept muttering something.

As the leader of the Western Demon Sect, Jade Rakshasa has already reached the point of perfection in spiritual secret techniques in addition to his own combat power.

As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if there was one.

Sure enough, Yan Ming was affected, and the knife momentum that poured like a storm suddenly slammed, followed by condensation and slight distraction, and Huo Xiu took this opportunity to immediately gain the upper hand.

Yan Ming knew in his heart, sure enough, the secret technique of the Qinglu Holy Envoy was some leftovers taught by this Jade Rakshasa.

With Yan Ming's strength, the Qinglu Holy Envoy could no longer pose any threat to him, but the low murmur of the Jade Rakshasa still made his heart tremble!

As if in response to the Jade Rakshasa attack, a cool feeling immediately arose from his body, and after a slight turn, Yan Ming's mind cleared, and the previous discomfort disappeared instantly.

Huo Xiu's steel cone stabbed and broke Yan Ming's strength, but he didn't touch anyone, Huo Xiu still didn't accept it, the folding fan took the middle as the main axis, and a stainless steel skeleton suddenly bloomed, like a huge claw grabbing Yan Ming.

But when he was about to touch his body, he was easily removed by Yan Ming's extremely slippery force, which was a strange feeling, he had already seen the target, but he just didn't leave his hand when he slid it, and he deviated from the expected route with a slight touch.

If the blow misses, Yan Ming's knife momentum can sweep in.

"Huh?"

The Jade Rakshasa was full of doubts, he could see that his spiritual secret technique had some effect, but it was only a little.

Yan Ming was able to resolve it very quickly, what is the situation?

The Jade Rakshasa has the strength to not admit defeat in his heart, and it seems that he must come up with the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box to let him see and understand.

Thinking of this, the murmur in the mouth of the Jade Rakshasa suddenly increased, as if chanting a mantra, and the voice with a unique sense of rhythm and magic seemed to appear like layers of substantial ripples, spreading out towards the surroundings.

Yan Ming was affected again, and the knife momentum was pressed down again by Huo Xiu.

But it was obvious that the Jade Rakshasa had already had a little pressure, and under the full force of the magic sound, he stood in place and couldn't move, and the expression on his face seemed to be very hard.

Lu Xiaofeng, who had just gotten better, suddenly felt that the world was spinning again, and hurriedly mobilized the true qi in his body to stabilize his mind.

He was completely shocked, he was still far from the center of the battle, and he had been affected by this, he really couldn't imagine how Yan Ming bore the brunt of it, how did he survive?

"Not good!"

Lu Xiaofeng thought of something, flashed to the Son of Heaven's side, and reached out to clasp the Son of Heaven's vein.

As a wave of pure and innocent qi protected the heart of the Son of Heaven, the already pale and crumbling Son of Heaven finally breathed a sigh of relief and eased up.

Lu Xiaofeng looked around, but there was another benefit, that is, the scope of this magic sound was too wide, and it did not distinguish between the enemy and me, at this moment, Wei Ziyun and Nanwang Shizi were still struggling to support, and the rest of the Black Lotus Sect members had already begun to behave like crazy and chaotic, or falling to the ground and rolling around, or sitting on the ground or crying or laughing, or madly attacking themselves and others around them, like crazy demons. At least don't worry about them taking the opportunity to kill them.

Of course, there are people who are not affected at all.

Lu Xiaofeng looked up, two arrogant figures stood on the top of the roof of the main hall in the distance, and the chaotic battle here did not happen to them at all.

It is Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng!

At this time, the two swords were out of their sheaths, standing opposite each other, although they were silent, the momentum on their bodies was rapidly rising, and it had spread to collide with each other, and there was a slight friction sound out of thin air.

A fallen leaf drifted into the aura of the two of them, and it fell when it landed, and even the wind couldn't blow.

On the one hand, they are a little far away, and on the other hand, the decisive battle is imminent, and the sword heart is clear, and it has reached the point where it is not moved by external objects, completely shielding the influence of the magic sound.

Simon Blowing Snow: "Do you know the essence of the sword?" ”

Ye Gucheng: "You say." ”

Simon blows snow: "It lies in sincerity, people do not have to be honest with others, but they must be sincere with swords." Only with sincerity can we reach the pinnacle of kendo. ”

Ye Gucheng chewed and savored Ximen's words, his eyes gradually became firm, and he couldn't help but nod.

"Okay, if I lose this battle, please take my sword."

"Me too."

Before the words fell, the two of them suddenly rose up, their swords facing each other.

Ximen blows the snowman sword in one, and has reached the realm of the heart sword.

Ye Gucheng's sword is like a gust of wind outside Baiyun City, which makes people look at it, and a sentence involuntarily comes out of his heart: On the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky.

The sword momentum of the two seemed to turn into a streamer like a match at this moment, scattering and overflowing, but it made many people below much less affected by the magic sound, and they couldn't help but look up.

On the other side, Yan Ming was in the center of influence of the magic sound, and his body involuntarily tilted slightly.

Huo Xiu's observation power was extremely keen, and it was impossible to let go of such an opportunity, and the fan skeleton in his hand was once again united, and it was handed out at an incredible speed, even beyond the scope of the naked eye, and it was wrapped in powerful true qi and forcibly distorted the surrounding space.

The jade rakshasa was already covered with sweat on his forehead, and this magic sound was urging with all his might, even he was already a little unbearable. But fortunately, it will soon be over, and the corners of Jade Rakshasa's mouth hooked up a smile.

Huo Xiu's blow, Yan Ming couldn't dodge it again.

However, soon his smile froze.

True Qi, which was several times more fierce than before, suddenly rushed out, Yan Ming's body was like opening a floodgate, and the surging energy quickly swept up into a giant vortex, and quickly expanded outward.

"Ahh

Huo Xiu's blow was originally wrapped in an unshakable momentum, and all the power was concentrated on one point of explosion, but after touching the vortex, the energy condensed on it seemed to be unable to gather anymore, and it was driven to the left and right by the strange energy coming from all directions, and the momentum was quickly dismantled.

At first, it was only a slight tremor, but after a few inches forward, the amplitude of the shaking became larger and larger, and it became a wobble, and then it was completely engulfed by the whirlpool.

Huo Xiu was dumbfounded.

With a blow of his own cohesion, in front of the whirlpool, it was like a sharp sword that was struggling to be embedded in the surging river, and it couldn't cause any harm at all, but was carried away by the torrent of the river!

This is, Tai Chi Gong?

Huo Xiu is worthy of being an old Jianghu, and he saw the doorway in an instant.

A few years ago, he had fought with the Mudao people of the Wudang faction, and the other party's road number had this feeling, of course, if it was too much worse in terms of power, it was completely fluorescent than Haoyue!

I have never seen it, and I have never even imagined that the softness of Tai Chi Gong can burst out with such a powerful power!

Where did this guy get this skill?

Huo Xiu began to doubt his life a little, and even the sense of oppression that erupted from Yan Ming in front of him reminded him of a myth and legend on the rivers and lakes many years ago - the founding patriarch of the Wudang faction, and the only legend that can be determined in the world at present to reach the realm of heaven and man!

Huo Xiu had never seen Zhang Zhenren's demeanor of dominating the world back then, but he had this association inexplicably.

Feeling the powerful wave of True Qi that was surging and still increasing under the guidance of a specific practice route, Yan Ming's heart also swelled with a deep admiration for this legendary Zhang Zhenren.

In the process of constantly increasing and improving, his Tai Chi Gong has reached a relatively high bottleneck, and the marginal effect that can be brought about is getting lower and lower, which is not his problem, this is the common problem of all masters. Once you reach a certain height, it is extremely difficult to make inch.

However, after his trip to Wudang Mountain, Yan Ming gained a higher understanding in the relics left by Zhang Zhenren, and the quantitative changes caused by qualitative changes during this period of time suddenly burst out, seemingly breaking a layer of barrier and reaching an unprecedented realm.

At this moment, everything about Tai Chi Gong in my mind began to become clear and clear, and it seemed that I had returned to the previous Zhang Zhenren ruins in Wudang Mountain, feeling the true meaning as vast as the sea, and the Tai Chi Gong in my body was rapidly expanding at a terrifying speed under the hijacking of the two top-level internal skills.

A peaceful and vast momentum and absolute confidence filled the whole body, and it seemed that all the noise around him was quiet, whether it was the magic sound or Huo Xiu's upcoming offensive, it seemed to be under his control.

Whew-

Huo Xiu's offensive finally became completely scattered, and he was swept out as he slashed past Yan Ming's side.

And at this moment, Yan Ming's slightly lowered eyes suddenly lifted, and his peaceful gaze was opposite Huo Xiu.

The four eyes met, Huo Xiu's heart suddenly chuckled, and for some reason, when he reached a peerless master of his level, an inexplicable sense of extreme danger flashed in his heart!

Not good!

Huo Xiu couldn't attack repeatedly, he was already anxious, and he just wanted to back down.

"Slash!"

Yan Ming's mouth was simply a single word, accompanied by a clumsy raise, without any bells and whistles, nor any superfluous movements, just a simple slash.

But with his series of movements, the whirlpool that had already formed and rolled around Yan Ming's side paused at this moment, as if he had received an order in unison. The next second, it quickly shrinks and squeezes.

Huo Xiu, who felt a loosening around him, was not relaxed psychologically, but was even more shocked.

True Intent, Powerful True Intent filled the surroundings, and at the same time, it seemed that the vortex was compressed and did not disappear, but it entered Yan Ming's palm knife at an incredible speed as if it was charged.

At this moment, Huo Xiu even felt the heart-wrenching sword buzz spreading in his ears, and the jet-black clumsy blade shone brightly at this moment, as if he had finally waited for the fateful moment, and he kept trembling with excitement.

With the downward slash of the knife in Yan Ming's hand, every inch downward, the momentum contained on it increased a lot, a simple action, it seemed to take a long time, but it seemed to be completed in the blink of an eye.

"Get out of the way!"

This was the only thought in Huo Xiu's heart.

But it was too late, the majestic true intent had completely locked his qi, and in the next second, the clumsy blade, which had been compressed to the extreme, completely exploded with a slash.

The magic sound stopped suddenly, and the Jade Rakshasa was directly suffocated, and a little blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Xiaofeng and the others, who were watching the battle, suddenly turned their heads, their eyes were stabbed with hot pain, and they couldn't look directly at this moment.

And the violent roar almost encroached on everyone's perception, which shows the power of this slash.

If it is said that the battle between Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng at a higher place has pushed the purity and artistic conception of kendo to the peak, then Yan Ming's slash is to show the strength and destructive power of the sword technique to the fullest.

(End of chapter)

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