Chapter Seventy-Three: Methodist Liberation
The night was lonely, the sky was dark, and the starlight seemed to disappear in an instant.
A twisted sword light flickered and flickered, engulfing an earth-shattering peerless edge.
The surrounding house tiles are constantly shaking, slipping, and even cracking!
This sword light has surpassed Fu Yan's perception of swords!
Because in his opinion, the sword is straight and sharp, and this sword is as if it is alive, twisting and breaking free!
It's like breaking free from the shackles of a long sword!
So, when this sword breaks free from the shackles of the long sword, what kind of devastating force will it be?
What is the Methodist Solution? What kind of realm is this?
Fu Yan couldn't express the surging meaning in his heart.
Chou Kong Shan was not afraid at all, waved his big sleeves, and finally stretched out his palms in his sleeves!
When he stretched out his palm, a blue light suddenly flashed out of his palm, like a blue flame, swirling in the lonely night sky.
"Tianyin Internal Force!" He Wenyue's face was solemn, and he couldn't help but say these words.
The blue internal force was not very bright, like a candle in the wind, extinguishing and extinguishing, only illuminating his fingers. But the whole world seemed to be much colder, and this flame seemed to be burning in the hearts of everyone.
An unparalleled momentum suddenly surged out from the body of the Sorrowful Mountain, and with his momentum, a violent wind suddenly whistled over, blowing everyone's robes.
Since Fu Hanfeng spoke, at this moment, it seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact, it was only between a few breaths.
Two masters beyond the world's cognition, two powerhouses at the level of Methodist Soldiers, their momentum is constantly surging, surging and almost meeting in the air.
The people who fought each other did not dare to approach these two people at all, as if between them was another world!
And here, Gu Quan and Gu Qiu have already been killed, the internal force is surging, the light is flickering, and the internal force is constantly fighting against the Lin Protector, and for a while, the roar continues, and the rubble is splashing.
At this time, He Wenyue had to make a move.
Black Lotus Demon Mountain, she was the only one left who didn't make a move.
It's just that before she could make a move, two majestic figures had already surrounded her, and they exuded a terrifying battle intent, like two fierce beasts that had been hungry for months, grinding their teeth and sucking blood, staring at the prey in front of them.
Of course, it is Lin Tianqi and Song Tianshi, the two old opponents!
He Wenyue smiled and said, "Two people are a weak woman to me, not very good?"
Lin Tianqi glanced at Fu Yan, turned his head and said, "How can you not give enough face to He Xiangu of Qishi Mansion?
He Wenyue smiled wildly and said, "How can people be so powerful!"
She smiled back, and the tips of her left and right fingers were already flashing red, like a poisonous snake, looking at you at the same time, the fangs quietly stretched out.
"You're welcome, let's do it!" Song Tianshi laughed wildly, and a golden light suddenly gushed out from his body, and the Buddha's qi surged.
Buddha Lion Seal! Ready to shoot at any time!
But someone is faster than him!
He Wenyue let out a silver bell-like laugh, and when the tips of her fingers touched, scarlet blood rays shot towards the two of them like long poisonous snakes.
Lin Tianqi and the others didn't dare to be careless, in fact, they understood that there was hardly any of the Eight Immortals of Qishi Mansion to mess with! But the most difficult among them was Tie Guan Li and He Xiangu.
He Xiangu did not have any outstanding performance among the Eight Immortals, but she had never suffered a loss!
The rivers and lakes are sinister, and if you haven't suffered a loss, you must have great ability!
So far, no one has been able to understand what kind of exercises she is using! The internal force is as red as blood, and it is weird, like a seal method, and like a fingering method!
The blood roared, piercing the night sky, and the sound of whining through the sky was chilling, and it was hard to imagine how powerful this finger-thick blood was.
Song Tianshi's hands were sealed, and the Buddha Lion Seal suddenly shot out, but this was not the end. After the introduction of the seal, his figure flashed again, and he deceived himself, wanting to fight in close combat.
He Wenyue laughed, a pair of light gloves had been put on his hands for some time, and Fu Yan understood that He Wenyue was actually not afraid of melee combat at all.
Even Hou Xubai's drunken sword technique didn't take advantage of her, let alone these two people who didn't have weapons!
The entire martial arts training ground was in a mess, two more than a dozen grandmasters fought fiercely, the destructive power was absolutely unimaginable, the square the size of a football field, was blown into stone slabs, and the residual internal force was constantly shooting everywhere.
The surrounding house tiles continued to slide and shatter the ground, and the internal forces were everywhere, and the few flower beds were smashed to pieces.
At this moment, an earth-shattering loud noise almost made the entire villa tremble, and everyone immediately stopped and looked sideways.
I saw the empty mountain hanging in the air, his hands folded, raised above his head, and he was holding a ten-zhang long sword!
The sword was like a living thing, constantly twisting and struggling between his palms!
The blue palm of the sorrowful mountain was steady, and the flames in his hand never stopped, even though the sword continued to twist!
Then, with a roar of rage, the internal force in his whole body suddenly surged, and the distorted sword light suddenly collapsed into several knots, and then exploded with a bang.
A cloud of white light accompanied by a trace of blue light, surging towards all directions like a wave!
"It's not good! Stay out of the edge for the time being!" Gu Du roared angrily, repelled the green dragon with one palm, and the figure hurriedly dodged away.
At the same time, all the Grandmasters retreated and flashed to the side in the fastest way to avoid the aftermath of this overwhelming internal force.
"Let's go!" He Wenyue shouted, and hurriedly looked at Fu Yan.
And Fu Yan was already stupid at this time.
The sword was so vivid! It was so vivid! Like a beast of fierce beast, it burst out of the reins and roared in the sky.
His eyes never took his eyes off it!
He finally understood why the nine-style sword technique in the "Remnants of the Wild Sword" was so difficult to comprehend, and until now he couldn't use the first sword normally, precisely because those moves were so vivid!
The sword arc drawn by the first sword shadowless sword is like this, it seems to be weak, it seems to have no change, in fact, it flows all the time, so it can unload Nangong Yang's internal force!
I always felt strange before, a sword ray, no matter how strong it is, it is impossible to ignore the internal force that is one realm higher than me!
It turns out that it's not just powerful, it's constantly changing!
Change is the never-ending thing of martial arts in the world!
Because power is mutually reinforcing, there is never an absolute! But change is different, and change is endless!
Fu Yan's heart beat violently, and he forgot about his surroundings for a while.
His grasp of the Shadowless Sword became more and more profound, and he even had an eyebrow on the second sword, the Shattered Oblivion Sword.
He even wanted to pull out the long sword immediately and use his own perception to see if he could directly use the Shadowless Sword!
"Let's go, Fu Remnant!" He Wenyue's face was anxious, she gritted her teeth, and the figure that left suddenly returned, picked up Fu Remnant, and flashed towards the periphery!
And at this time, it is too late after all!
The remnants of the internal force, like an unstoppable wind, destroyed all the way, lifted the floor all over the ground, and suddenly struck.
He Wenyue's face changed greatly, and the red light on her whole body flashed, instantly turning into a shocking blood ray, blocking the two of them with a hiss.
The unparalleled internal force directly swept He Wenyue and Fu Yan away, like an inconspicuous speck of dust in a hurricane.
The two of them suddenly smashed to the ground, rolling out of the distance, He asked the moon surface like gold paper, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, directly on Fu Yan's face.
The bright red blood all hit Fu Yan's face, scarlet thick!
Fu Yan suddenly woke up, the picture just now kept flashing in his mind, and a wave of emotion suddenly came to his heart. Looking at He Wenyue's frowning brows, pale face, and red lips that opened because of pain, he suddenly kissed him like a ghost.
"Uh......h Don't ......." He Wenyue's whole person seemed to be stupid, the severe pain in her whole body and the dampness and heat in her mouth were constantly intertwined, and in an instant, her whole body was completely lost, and she collapsed on Fu Yan's body.
The remnants of the internal force raged through, but the wind was still blowing, the gravel and dust were constantly dancing wildly in the dark, and everyone couldn't see the figures of Fu Yan and He Wenyue clearly.
Who knows, they have forgotten themselves at this moment?
He Wenyue's lips were very thick and plump, and the fragrance of rouge accompanied by the smell of blood kept lingering on the tips of their tongues.
A unique feeling continued to sweep over the two, lips and teeth touched, soft tongues twisted, and both of them held each other's cheeks at some point.
The wind was still howling, and it seemed to be still for a moment.
Their long hair fluttered, constantly intersecting in the wind, as if to tie the two bodies together.
The spring night was cold, and the smoke and dust were filled, and Fu Yan only felt a strong force suddenly push himself away.
When he looked up, he saw He Wenyue stunned on the ground, and two tears suddenly burst out of his eyes.
"You, how can you ......" Fu Yan panicked in his heart, and hurriedly wiped He Wenyue's tears.
He understood that He Wenyue was a strong woman, with a blood feud, endured humiliation, and never laughed at others.
He had never seen her cry.
This kind of woman has very few tears in her life, and it is almost impossible to cry!
So he panicked, even though he had seen too much wind and rain, he didn't panic when he was in a desperate situation several times in his previous life, and he didn't panic when the Chu family was destroyed, immersed in the cold river at night, and fled for thousands of miles.
But this time he panicked and didn't even know what to do or what to say.
He could even feel the pain in He Wenyue's heart, and he even felt the same way, and his heart kept tightening.
He Wenyue didn't say anything, everything was like a dream.
She glanced at Fu Yan, quickly got up, and in a flash, her figure was already standing on the roof.
Fu Yan could see the complexity, confusion and care in her eyes.
For a while, my heart was in turmoil.
The smoke and dust finally cleared, and the ground in the center of the square was completely lifted by internal forces, revealing the wet earth, and the surrounding floor was also shattered and cracked, and there were ravines everywhere.
The stars filled the sky, and calm was restored in all directions, and everyone stared at it, only to see that the figures of Fu Hanyu and Choukong Mountain in the field were straight, standing on the ruins, and even their clothes were not dirty.
Qinglong's face was shocked and pale, and he was a Methodist soldier, what kind of realm is it?
At the peak of his own Grandmaster, he was only one step away from the Methodist Martial Solution, but why did he feel so far away? It was as if the path of cultivation had just begun.
When he was a young man cultivating martial arts, the Methodist Liberation was like a distant mountain above the clouds in his eyes, and he couldn't see it at all. At this time, he was already at the peak of the grandmaster, and he thought it was very close, but when he looked up, it was still cloudy and mist, and he was still out of reach.
For the first time in his life, he felt a sense of frustration.
But what about other people? There are grandmasters all over the world, and there are probably hundreds of them in total, but the Methodists have only a dozen or so of them.
These dozen or so people are all the top figures in the martial arts pyramid, Xuanmi Temple, Qingcheng Mountain, Dafeng Hall, Yanshan Sword Sect, and even Qishi Mansion, these incomparably powerful forces add up, and they are only about ten methodists.
Who can step into this realm, who is not the genius of the times and the darling of martial arts?
The deathly silence of the square, and the shock, but it can't make people forget the hatred and mission!
Gu Quan and Gu Qiu glanced at each other, and when everyone was stunned, they suddenly exerted their strength, and slashed at Lin Protector with one palm.
A swift palm, so fast that everyone couldn't react, Lin Protector hurriedly blocked, but the palm power had already poured into his chest, constantly raging in his body.
"You ......," he spurted out a mouthful of blood, pointing at the two of them speechless.
Gu Quan said coldly: "We are sneak attacking? Yes, it is a sneak attack!"
Lin Protector gritted his teeth and said, "So what, how can it be so easy to kill at the same level? ”
"Really?" Gu Qiu said coldly: "If you don't die today, I will judge myself here!"
After he finished speaking, Protector Lin's face changed suddenly, his whole body suddenly trembled, and he fell to the ground with a bang, his seven orifices continued to bleed, and he was out of breath in a few breaths.
Qinglong's face changed, and he was shocked: "Poison!"