The sky was full of wind and snow, Ling Xiangyuan lay quietly in the snow, he barely raised a hand, and wiped the blood on his face. Then, he set his eyes on the dead man in black in his arms.

The man in black had an ordinary face, and he couldn't remember which of the second prince's subordinates he was. The forehead of the man in black was pierced by Qinglian's sword finger, his pupils were dilated, and the corpse gradually became cold.

"It's dangerous......" Ling Xiangyuan smiled bitterly, he defeated a martial artist with the power of the martial master realm and crossed a big realm, if it wasn't for the surprise, coupled with the help of the divine soldiers, I am afraid that he would be the one who fell to the ground now.

With the last of his strength, he pushed the body of the man in black away. He looked at the shocking wounds on his chest and palms, and did not dare to make a rash move, making a large movement such as getting up.

The knife wound on his chest is still bleeding, so he has to deal with it with the Nirvana Sutra quickly, and then leave here, the sound of the big battle just now may attract the other subordinates of the second prince.

He lay quietly, his mind immersed, and he silently recited the Nirvana Sutra in his heart. In his heart, the sound of the Great Dao Buddha sounded like a flood bell Dalu, and an ancient Bodhi tree swayed behind him, exuding Taoist Zen.

On his chest and palms, golden lotus flowers continued to bloom, and the wounds were repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ling Xiangyuan entered the realm of Nirvana, his body recovered quickly, and the sound of Buddha continued to sound in his heart, washing his mind and consciousness sea, so that the tiredness in his body was swept away.

This is the domineering nature of the Nirvana Realm, which can not only repair injuries, but also restore one's energy and spirit.

There are countless martial arts and exercises in the world, but none of them can compare with the unfathomable artistic conception of martial arts. The reason why the Zhenwu Bible is Kuibao is the most important thing is that it records the artistic conception of the seven martial arts.

Of these seven martial arts artistic conceptions, Ling Xiangyuan now understands only two, that is, the realm of nirvana and the realm of the unity of heaven and man. These two Zhong Martial Arts artistic conceptions, no matter which one they are, are enough to cause the entire Xianwu Continent to shake when taken out alone.

The artistic conception of martial arts, only those peerless geniuses who have cultivated to be unfathomable and gifted can be realized in enlightenment. However, the odds are not very high.

One is because this kind of peerless genius is rare, and it may only be one in an era. Moreover, not every peerless genius can realize a martial arts artistic conception. It can be seen that the preciousness of the artistic conception of martial arts!

With the continuous operation of the Nirvana Sutra, Ling Xiangyuan's injuries also recovered, he got up and carried the Baxia Monument, and then headed south.

If he wants to return to the Northern Desert City, he must break through the defense line of the second prince and his party. Since he killed a martial artist, he was confident in his heart that with the martial art of Qinglian Sword Finger, he could definitely assassinate the other party in a one-on-one situation, and kill one by surprise.

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When night fell, darkness swallowed up the light like a giant beast, and there was no sound in the entire northern desert except for the sound of wind and snow. Tonight, the silence is terrible.

On the snow not far from the Ice Demon City, a black shadow melted into the night, and it was running quickly, heading in the direction of the Ice Demon City.

The shadow moved fast, and not far in front of him, a shirtless teenager with a black tombstone on his back was lying on the snow, staring at him as if he were looking at his prey.

The young man was Ling Xiangyuan, he wandered around in the vast northern desert for a long time, and finally let him find a subordinate of the second prince Ning Yaoguang, who was the man in black who was rushing in his direction.

In the vast northern desert, it is pitch black after nightfall, and it can be said that you can't see your fingers. This night just provided him with the conditions to cover his body, so that he could ambush here and wait for the rabbit.

"It's coming!" Ling Xiangyuan whispered, he squinted, watching the black shadow gradually enlarge from far and near and rush towards him, he fell to the ground, and suppressed the breath of his whole body very low, almost nothing.

The man in black rushed over, his feet were very fast, and when he was more than ten meters away from Ling Xiangyuan's place, he suddenly stopped and stopped his running body.

He scanned the darkness around him, as if searching for something. Since this afternoon, he has been feeling that there is someone near him, as if there is a pair of eyes watching him all the time in a corner, but the breath is not obvious.

However, just now, there was a sudden strong murderous aura in front of him, and with his years of rich combat experience, he had to suspect that someone was ambushing him.

Why did he stop suddenly? Ling Xiangyuan looked at the man in black who suddenly stopped, he was slightly surprised, his eyes changed, could it be that the man in black discovered his existence?

In this moment's surprise, his breath that he was trying to restrain suddenly went out of control. But fortunately, his reaction was extremely fast, and almost at the same time, he retracted his breath again.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" The man in black caught the change in his aura at this moment, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes stared at the direction where Ling Xiangyuan was, and said in a deep voice.

No one was silent, and the man in black cautiously walked towards Ling Xiangyuan, and the rustling footsteps were particularly heavy in the silent night.

Ling Xiangyuan crouched in the snow, and the Baxia Monument was pulled out by him, holding it tightly in his hand, his eyes staring at the man in black who was gradually approaching.

The rustling footsteps continued to come into his ears, which was extremely harsh, and he sighed in his heart, Wu Zong's perception was really extraordinary, and although he tried his best to conceal his breath, he was still discovered.

The man in black approached forward, he could clearly sense the killing intent coming from in front of him, he sneered and approached, and the Yuan Power of the lower dantian gushed out, wrapped around his body, exuding an amazing aura.

His lower dantian was like a bright moon, dispelling the darkness around his body, revealing the undulating terrain and the wind and snow falling around him, as well as a human figure and a black shadow lying on the ground.

The bright light that burst in illuminated Ling Xiangyuan's figure, his expression changed, and he knew that he couldn't hide, so he could only seize the opportunity and strike first, taking the other party by surprise.

He jumped up, held the monument high, and slashed it down from top to bottom. The Yuan Force in his lower dantian continued to pour into the Baxia Monument, making it dazzling and radiating Dao divine radiance.

"Ang!" A dull dragon groan came from the Baxia Monument, and a Baxia opened its teeth and claws, and the mountain-sized figure fell from the top of the black-clothed man's head, and pressed down like a mountain and a sea.

Before the man in black could see the face of Ling Xiangyuan hidden in the black shadow, Ling Xiangyuan had already burst into flames, looking at the figure that had crossed his head high, he had a bad premonition in his heart, and his figure burst out.

He retreated more than ten meters away in an instant, and when he looked up again, a mountain-like monster above his head was pressed down with the sound of a dragon's groan and Dao Dao divine light, and he exclaimed, "What is this?"

But his reaction was still extremely fast, and he quickly slapped a palm, and the Yuan Li in the lower dantian poured into the palm of his hand, exuding a good might.

Ling Xiangyuan held the Baxia Monument and picked it down, seeing the man in black retreating more than ten meters one after another, he waved his palm to resist the Baxia, and sighed in his heart Wu Zong's reaction ability.

The tyrant in his hand has already come out of his hand and slashed downward. At the same time, his fingers rose with brilliant brilliance, and with a budding green lotus, he attacked the man in black.

The Baxia Monument was smashed out, and without the blessing of Yuan Li, the huge Baxia disappeared immediately. Only the black stone monument remained, and with a strong wind and great force, it fell downward.

The man in black slapped his palm on Baxia's body, but Baxia suddenly disappeared, and he was slightly surprised.

Suddenly, a pitch-black door panel-like thing smashed over his head, and he snorted coldly, clapped his palm, and slapped it.

Bang!

The black-clothed man's palm containing Yuan Li slapped on the pitch-black and hard Baxia Monument, but the Baxia Monument did not move, and the huge strength was all scattered by his palm.

He wanted to take advantage of the palm momentum to drag the Baxia Monument, but who knew that the Baxia Monument was extremely heavy, and the heavy force actually pressed his legs like sand and snow, and he exclaimed: "What's the matter?"

He hurriedly let go, and smashed the monument into the ground in front of him, smashing a deep hole on the surface.

At this moment, Ling Xiangyuan's figure had already jumped behind the man in black, and when the man in black focused all his attention on the Baxia Monument, Qinglian's sword finger pointed directly at the back of the man in black.

The sword fingers are bright, flashing with divine light, and the green lotus is budding to be released, exuding a palpitating breath.

The man in black felt the dangerous aura behind him, and quickly turned his head to see that it was two slender fingers. His eyes shone like the sun, and his forehead was against the finger of his sword.

The dazzling light emitted from the fingers of the sword illuminated his cheeks, and also allowed him to see Ling Xiangyuan's delicate face clearly, he was slightly stunned at first, and then instinctively raised his arm to resist, and exclaimed: "It's you...... That warrior ......"

Ling Xiangyuan looked at the face of the man in black who was illuminated by the light of the sword, and the killing intent in his eyes fluctuated. He didn't wait for the man in black to finish speaking, his mind moved, and Qinglian instantly bloomed, and sword qi erupted.

The one-foot-long sword qi flashed between the two of them, instantly piercing the head of the man in black.

Qinglian sword finger, invincible!

The black-clothed man's pupils dilated, and blood spurted out of his forehead, staining Ling Xiangyuan's two fingers blood-red. Before he died, he was shocked in his heart, why did a martial artist dare to come to trouble Wuzong?

The man in black fell to the ground, Ling Xiangyuan wiped the blood on his fingers expressionlessly, he had already killed a martial sect, so he didn't feel anything about it. It's just that this time the battle is much simpler than the last time.

It turns out that taking the initiative is much more cost-effective than fighting passively, and Qinglian's sword finger did not disappoint him, with his current strength, he could only break them one by one and take the initiative.

Wiping his fingers clean, Ling Xiangyuan walked over, picked up the Baxia Tablet from the big pit, tied it back behind him, and walked towards the next man in black.

In the vast northern desert, his figure was once again submerged in darkness and disappeared into the night.