The soul of the ancient sword was surging with blood, like madness.

He hadn't been so hearty for a long time, and he had only now truly regained the memory of twenty years ago, and had become the unscrupulous, arrogant and domineering Fire Cloud Evil God.

Along with the memories returned to his body, his brave and fearless fighting spirit, meticulous control, mysterious and mysterious realm, and demonic arrogance.

The power of each punch is improving, the power of each palm is becoming stronger, the roar roars in the mountains and forests, the momentum is invincible, and the tricks are as big as the strong, just like the mad Arhats, crazy Arhats, and Mang King Kong of the Great Thunder Yin Temple.

The Buddha has anger, Vajra is angry, and he subdues demons and subdues demons.

Shen Lian's bones and joints opened, and his qi and blood burned like fiery lava, erupting with the power of a tsunami and overwhelming the mountains and seas, and his speed soared to the limit.

It's not a vertical dodge, it's a rapid attack.

Speed is power.

The body rotated at high speed, and the heavenly remnants bombarded down from all directions, like hundreds or thousands of drill bits, even if a mountain blocked the way, it would be drilled open.

God sighed and smashed, the heavy legs swirled and drilled, and a monstrous sea of blood rose behind him, like a bloody blood Shura.

At first glance, Shen Lian looked a little evil, but the ancient sword soul looked like a high-ranking monk, subduing demons and subduing demons.

With less than ten moves, the sea of blood behind Shen Lian is no longer a blood pool hell, but a lonely city.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

Even if he didn't know anything about poetry, even if he was just fighting outside Baizhang, Duan Fei could feel the desolation and loneliness of the sunset shining on the banner, and he could also feel the bloody mountains and sea of blood, and even read these two lines of poetry.

The ancient sword soul that faced the strong move felt it even more.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many poems and songs, Buddhist scriptures, Taoist collections, and inscriptions and stone carvings have been derived into martial arts.

The same is true of Wang Wei's two poems.

"The desert is lonely and straight" is a strong attack and fierce attack, the spear, halberd, steel knife and giant axe are vertically chopped down, and the trajectory that is crossed is naturally "straight", which is also called force splitting Huashan.

"The sunset of the long river" is a whirlwind unloading, the body rotates in the direction of the enemy's strength, like a rapidly rotating gear, wearing out the enemy's strength.

The famous formations in the rivers and lakes, such as the famous Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, are the "Round and Straight Array".

The spirit snake is the main attack, and the turtle is the main defense, both offensive and defensive.

The same is true of Shen Lian's moves.

The holy halberd god sighs in the light of ten thousand ways, thousands of colors, but there are only two moves, either swinging the halberd and splitting, or rotating the defense, which is simple and sharp, and at the same time it is a thousand changes in the mirror, beautiful and natural.

Or straight line, or arc, or straight in the curve, or straight in the void, or as continuous as a distant mountain, or as sharp as a cliff, or as turbulent waterfalls and waterfalls.

Shen Lian did not seem to have a gun halberd in his hand, but a colorful paintbrush, using heaven and earth as a canvas to draw the jade gate of Qinghai under the shroud of long clouds, looking at the lonely city in the distance.

This is definitely not just murderous, not just bloody, but the heroism of bloodshed.

Fighting spirit, blood, evil spirit, murderous spirit.

All kinds of qi surrounded Shen Lian's feet, and the trajectory of Zhou Tian Xingchen seemed to have changed, if someone pinched the hexagram, they would find that it was actually a kun hexagram at this time.

Kun hexagram: The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow.

The sky kills, the stars change, the earth kills, the dragon and snake rise, the people kill, and the heaven and the earth repeat.

The magic of the first eight moves of the Heavenly Remnant Leg all converged on Shen Lian's legs, turning into the most explosive, fierce, ruthless, and strongest earth-shattering, weeping ghosts and gods' ferocious attacks.

Heavenly Remnant Feet: Extinction of the Three Realms!

The ancient sword soul looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, the left hand supported the right hand, the right hand knotted the Buddha seal, the Buddha shined in the sky, transformed into a giant Buddha more than three feet high, the Buddha's eyes were lowered, and he saw the suffering of the three realms and six realms in the world, the Buddha's palm stretched, the manifestation of the dragon and the tiger were immeasurable, the eyes and hands were thousands, and the earth and the net were heavenly.

If you come to the Divine Palm, Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect!

Hundreds of thousands of powerful palms collided violently, and endless thunder sounded in mid-air, ranging from fierce to fierce to strong to fierce, and even more desperate.

There was an insignificant sound of bone cracking in the air, blood overflowed from the corners of Shen Lian's mouth, the shadow of his legs quickly dissipated, but the palm power was surging like a tide, as if it could hit the earth.

Shen Lian's right arm held the halberd in one hand, and his left hand stirred rapidly in mid-air, and the leg strength that was blown away, along with the palm strength that was scattered, converged on Shen Lian's left fist.

Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist Three Howling Ghosts!

The fist strength condensed into the phantom of the white tiger, facing the impact of the chain of Buddha palms against the current, in the unbelievable gaze of the ancient sword soul, the three-zhang giant Buddha exploded.

The ancient sword soul could never have imagined that the body protection qi that could not be broken by the heavenly remnant foot was actually shattered by the Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist with a punch, and before he could return to the source, the white tiger fist exploded at the same time, revealing Shen Lian's dark green gaze.

The Holy Halberd God sighed and split Huashan, and the ancient sword soul didn't have time to wave his palm to defend, glaring and roaring out a fierce lion roar.

Vajra Zen lion roar!

The tangible and qualitative sound wave hit Shen Lian's chest, Shen Lian was like a dead leaf, blown away by the sound wave, and the mountains, rocks, grass and trees behind him were all shattered.

"Click!"

Shen Lian held the halberd in one hand, sighed and held the ground, barely steadied himself, and looked at the ancient sword soul with pride.

Blood flowed from the chest of the ancient sword soul.

After the triple chain bombardment of the Heavenly Remnant Foot, the Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist, and the Holy Halberd Divine Sigh, the ancient sword soul's protective qi was completely blasted, and a terrible wound was cut out of his chest.

Of course, Shen Lian would not quench poison on the halberd blade, but the Heavenly Remnant Heavenly Strength full of destructive aura continued to erode the meridians of the ancient sword soul, making it impossible for him to stop the bleeding.

"What does the evil god think?"

Shen Lian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked around with a little pity, such a good opportunity, there was no killer sneak attack, these people were too ......

Oh, see, it's not that they're cautious, it's that they don't dare to move, and no one dares to act rashly.

Guo Bujing stood quietly on the cliff, the mountain wind blew the corners of his clothes, making the sound of hunting, and there were twenty or thirty people lying behind him, all of whom wanted to fish in troubled waters.

It's not that there is a problem with Shen Lian's perception ability.

Even if he was engrossed in the duel, Shen Lian's crisis sense could detect the arrival of outsiders, so when the masters were fighting, when they were disturbed by outsiders, they would probably make a joint move and be the first to kill the people watching the battle.

Shen Lian didn't sense the crisis because the person who came was Guo Bujing, Shen Lian's mentor.

A teacher for one day, a father for life.

Will anyone be wary of their own daddy?

Guo Bujing is neither an emperor, nor does he have a secret inheritance that will never be passed on, what is there to worry about?

Since there is nothing to worry about, naturally there is no need to have any precautions, Guo Bujing is by his side, Shen Lian's subconscious will feel peaceful, and he will be more at ease to make a move.

Feng Suzhen, Yutai Jingming, Zuo Shi, the three girls quickly rushed over, Feng Suzhen had the deepest skills, the most light skills, the fastest to Shen Lian's side, stretched out his hand to hold Shen Lian's left arm, and at the same time grabbed Shen Lian's vein.

Feng Suzhen is a registered disciple of Wei Qingqing, majoring in the same lineage as Shen Lian, and the same source of true qi is infused into Shen Lian's body to quickly repair meridian damage.

Feeling the injury in Shen Lian's body, Feng Suzhen was greatly surprised in her heart, Shen Lian's injury was real

- It's too light!

It seems that it is hard work, crumbling, as if a gust of wind can blow it down, and it seems that without three or five months of patient recuperation, getting out of bed may become a problem.

In fact, most of the injuries are flesh wounds, such as broken bones and muscle strains, internal injuries are not serious, although the meridians are partially broken, but with the flow of the Yiyang finger force in the eight veins of the Qi Meridian, the repair speed is extremely fast.

Not to mention that Shen Lian carried a lot of elixirs with him, and a bottle of elixir was in his stomach, and his body was suddenly filled with medicinal power.

The reason why he looked like he was dying was because of the serious loss of qi and blood, the serious damage to the true element, and the exhaustion of the spirit and spirit in all directions, the main reason was excessive blood loss.

Shen Lian's body is like a cast of copper and iron, like a Gundam mecha, which will definitely cause damage to the bombardment, but the main reason that can really stop Shen Lian is the lack of energy, because of excessive loss.

There's so much going on today.

In the morning, I made an appointment to meet the Five Lords of Heavenly Sword.

At noon, there was a fierce battle and a sword dance.

In the afternoon, Pishan searched for the Heavenly Sword.

In the treasure land of the mountain, he fought fiercely against King Abelo and the two power gang protectors, and was stabbed by the Heavenly Sword.

After a short rest, he applied the wound medicine, and then went to track the traces of the ancient sword soul and fight to the death with the ancient sword soul.

After so many fierce battles, Shen Lian was able to stand up, which was already terrifying, and the biggest advantage of a body refining martial artist was that he was very, very durable.

If Shen Lian majored in Qi cultivation, or let Shen Yumen deal with these things, I am afraid that he would already be tired and collapsed in bed.

Feng Suzhen didn't know about Gongsun Lan, but she knew a lot about other things, especially when she saw the hill that had been flattened by several feet, and the ruins that were hundreds of feet in radius, she felt more and more admiration for Shen Lian's tenacity and unyieldingness.

Is this guy really human?

This guy's body is stronger than the beast, right?

No wonder you have to go out with two red faces.

Feng Suzhen didn't think crankily originally, but Shen Lian was recovering her qi and blood, treating her injuries, and the pure yang qi was circulating in her body, merging with Feng Suzhen's true qi, which affected Feng Suzhen and made her can't help but think about it.

Yutai Jingming coughed lightly.

Zuo Shi stepped forward to put away his sigh, supported the other half of Shen Lian's body, and took a step forward: "The younger generation is Shentai Jingming, and I have seen the predecessors of the Huoyun Evil God." ”

The Ancient Sword Soul laughed and said, "Good! That's great! The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, the front waves die on the beach, you fight with me with injuries, but you can hurt me. ”

Shen Lian's face showed a serious expression: "The seniors are talking like this now, which means that they don't look at me equally, who in the rivers and lakes is not injured?" Didn't the seniors also recover from serious injuries? ”

How can there be so many reasons for martial artists to fight?

Making excuses for one's own failures is a sign of weakness and incompetence, or it can be used as a boring pastime.

If you want to make excuses, everything is an excuse.

Losing to someone older than me means that the other party is just because of his age and has accumulated more than me, and if we are the same age, we will definitely be able to win.

Losing to a disciple of a famous sect means that the other party can win because of the profound inheritance and the empowerment of the elders.

Losing to the deep fortune means that the other party can pick up the cheats when they go out, and we are far inferior to mortals.

Losing to the talented means that the talent given by the other party's parents is too good, and my parents are far from being able to compare.

Making excuses for this kind of thing is to sail against the current, step by step, step by step, it is difficult to advance half a step against the current, but when retreating, it is smooth water, which can be called a thousand miles.

If you find too many excuses, it will turn into a nightmare last night, a bad meal at noon today, and even a toad when you make a move, and you feel sick in your heart.

Practicing martial arts with this mentality, even if he is given the ultimate qualification of earth-shattering fortune, he will not have outstanding achievements.

Which of the master warriors since ancient times has not experienced a bloody battle? Which one didn't go all the way?

Gu Jian Soul said seriously: "Well said, I should apologize to you, I remember you said that you found out the truth of the year, can you tell me?" ”

Shen Lian gestured, and Yutai Jingming took out a light blue letterhead, with a faint smell of tulips on it, and wrote a soothing and smooth book.

Chu Liuxiang's letterhead.

Only Chu Liuxiang can send out this kind of letterhead.

Even if someone can imitate his handwriting, they can't imitate this smell, Shen Lian has tried, and the best fat powder craftsmen in the capital can't make this fragrance.

Yutai Jingming smiled and said: "Evil God senior, this matter can't be said now, but it is necessary to invite all the people back then, and confront each other in private, and we will ask someone to be a notarization to ensure that there will be no falsehood." ”

"When are they coming?"

"The morning after tomorrow."

"When will we confront?"

"Noon the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

The ancient sword soul suppressed the Heavenly Remnant Heavenly Strength, stretched out his hand and tapped two fingers on his body to stop the blood, and then carried Duan Fei and Tu Xuehua and left like a fly.

Feng Suzhen was keenly aware that Duan Fei was willing to accompany the ancient sword soul, and Tu Xuehua seemed to be forced.

"Big brother, that woman...... She seems to have been captured by the Ancient Sword Spirit, so why didn't he save her? ”

Shen Lian looked at Guo Bujing: "This is a decision made by my master, you should ask my master." ”

Guo Bujing's footsteps moved lightly, stepping on the evening breeze in the mountains, and explained: "That woman should be the party involved in the incident back then, and her appearance is exactly the same as Sun Jinling and Sun Biyun when she was young. ”

Guo Bujing has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, of course, he has seen Sun Jinling and Sun Biyun when he was young, and he also had some thoughts when he was young, and then he was suppressed by his wife.

Shen Lian couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Among the laws of martial arts, one of them is that fathers, sons, mothers and daughters who are involved in grievances and hatred tend to be very similar in appearance, and their body shapes and postures are almost identical.

For example, Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan.

Another example is Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng.

As Xiao Feng's mentor, Xuan Ku watched Xiao Feng grow up with his own eyes, and he actually mistook the father and son of the Xiao family, which shows how similar the two are, and the genetics are really strong.

There are also those that are both similar and not so similar.

This kind of grievances and hatreds involving fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, brothers and sisters, even if they are twins, will not be similar in appearance, or artificially different.

The former are such as Mei Jiangxue and Chen Xuanshuang.

The latter are such as small fish and flowers.

Shen Lian was just a little strange, could it be that the memory of the ancient sword soul had not been fully recovered? Otherwise, why can't you see Tu Xuehua's appearance, which is exactly the same as Sun Jinling?

Suppressing these thoughts for the time being, Shen Lian asked about the situation in Luoyang City: "Master, why did the masters of the Manchu Qing Dynasty come from?" Why do I feel weird? ”

Guo Bujing raised his voice and reprimanded: "You are the smartest of my disciples, the most active brain, and at the same time the most turbid, always thinking too much." ”

"I just want to know the truth."

"Then catch them all first!"

Thank you for the reward from book friend Shao Banxian

(End of chapter)