Chapter Ninety-Two: The Slaughter
Xiao Qianli's voice was not loud, his tone was calm, as if he was saying something very ordinary.
But to the ears of those people, it is undoubtedly a great irony.
"What a big breath!"
Several people were furious in unison, the purple-clothed swordsman took a deep breath, the churning of qi and blood in his chest suddenly calmed down, and the long sword shook, and he was about to move forward with his head held high.
His cultivation is not the highest among the four, but his toughness is the best, and his kendo is to pay attention to neutrality and peace, and his inner rest is long, so he is also the first of the four to recover.
The long-bearded old man stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "Where did the small sect come from? It's really unashamed, in the Dunhuang realm, even the Changkong faction doesn't have the courage to boast of such a sea mouth!"
He was not not annoyed, among the five, he was the most short-tempered, and he was almost stimulated by Xiao Qianli's understatement.
It's just that the sudden appearance of the earth-shattering sword completely smashed the Four Elephant Array into nothingness in one fell swoop, and with this skill alone, the person who came was definitely not easy to match. Even the old man, although he was angry, he forced himself to press it, but his whole body was full of momentum, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Xiao Qianli just let out a faint "oh" and asked rhetorically, "So what?"
"Hmph!" the old man snorted coldly, glanced at Liu Suifeng, and said slowly, "No matter who you are, the Falling Moon Sword in the hands of this son belongs to this sect, and if you dare to provoke the Yangming Sword Sect, no matter who you are, you must pay the price!"
Xiao Qianli stared at the old man and said coldly: "So what? If you don't accept it, just come to fight!"
Even if it is a clay man, it has three points of earthiness, Xiao Qianli challenged it face-to-face, and the old man was already furious, and shouted: "The rats are looking for death!"
His left hand waved his big sleeve, stirring the air and making a strong sound, but his right hand was a big hand, stretching out from under the sleeve of his robe, and the surging true qi was agitated, turning into an extremely strong palm force, slashing at Xiao Qianli's head.
"The system parsing module is activated, and an unknown exercise is detected. ”
"After the data is collected, after database comparison, the exercise is the ...... of the intermediate martial arts "Turning the Sky Palm"
In just an instant, Xiao Qianli had already digested all the content detected by the analysis module, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile a little.
His right fist was raised, exuding endless might, and the golden true qi in the five-colored golden pill was instantly drained by Xiao Qianli, and together with the golden power in this cosmopolitan earth, it was all poured into his right fist and struck out.
Great Mi Tian Fist!
I only heard a muffled bang, the two forces stirred each other, the old man's face changed, his body staggered, the big Mitian fist had penetrated the earth-shaking palm force, and the sharp fist force rushed over, and the big sleeve of his left hand was suddenly shattered, and one arm suddenly came out, revealing a long arm with thin bones and ridges, and the appearance was very ugly.
As soon as the old man's fame stunt was performed, he unexpectedly was broken cleanly with one move, and he lost face in front of his disciples, and under extreme anger, he couldn't help but turn pale, his palms were wrong, and he glared at Xiao Qianli angrily.
"Just turning the sky upside down, even if you can't turn it over, you can't control it, this can be regarded as a cloud in the clouds?" Xiao Qianli smiled coldly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but dry slightly, and he shook his head and said: "If you can only turn the sky over this move, then don't blame this seat for taking your life for the next move!"
This sentence even made the old man almost break his belly, and said with a cruel smile: "The old man is known as Li Shengyang, since you are not afraid of turning the sky, I want you to see the old man's sky-destroying sword!"
Before he finished his words, when it came to "insight", Li Shengyang suddenly made a move.
There were no fancy moves, and there was no shouting before the shot, just a flash, and he had already rushed in front of Xiao Qianli, and a mediocre sword stabbed out.
At this moment, where did he still have half a minute of mania and rage? The anger in his eyes was swept away, and his expression was extremely calm and calm.
As the first seat of Shaoyang, one of the three major sword veins of the Yangming Sword Sect, he had to be calm a lot of the time.
No matter how furious he had shown before, what he saw was that his opponent could easily break through the Four Elephant Sword Formation.
Although he was suspected of cheating, even he himself, under the siege of the Four Elephant Sword Formation, still had to concentrate on it, and this alone was enough to make him go all out.
What's more, among the three firsts, Li Shengyang, the first in Shaoyang, has been famous for many years, relying on countless life-and-death fights. At the moment of life and death, he can tear off all his face, unscrupulous means, just to kill the enemy, and he is an out-and-out actual combat faction.
The sword was extremely slow, but it stirred the air, as if it was a thunderbolt that suddenly exploded, and the surrounding space was buzzing, and everything was trembling.
Xiao Qianli suddenly felt a trance in his mind, it seemed that he was the only one left between heaven and earth, and everything in front of him had become thousands of troops, spears were like forests, murderous spirits, and countless killing intent rushed towards him with this sword!
"Huh?" In the face of this earth-shattering blow, Xiao Qianli showed a slightly surprised expression.
What surprised him was not how strong the other party's strength was, after successively killing Helan Han, the first seat of the Sun First Line, and the first Heer Dongjue of the Yang Wei First Line, Xiao Qianli already had a basic judgment on the strength of Li Shengyang, the first seat of the Shaoyang First Line.
What surprised him was what the parsing module had parsing out.
"The system parsing module is activated, and an unknown exercise is detected. ”
"After the data collection is completed, after database comparison, the exercise is the ...... of the advanced martial arts "Thousand Thunder Huanglie"
The data analyzed by the system had been completely reflected in his sea of knowledge, and Xiao Qianli realized that the breadth and profundity of this martial art was even far above the vast majority of martial arts he had seen before.
"A Thousand Thunders and Spirits" is not a pure swordsmanship, nor is it a fist technique, and it can even be said that it is not counted. However, if you use a sword, it is a sword technique, and if you use a fist, it is a fist technique, once it is unleashed, and the true qi is blessed on the weapon or the palm of the fist, the number of moves is even more uncertain, and it is judged by the "intention" reflected in the heart of the cultivator. If you have to give a definition, this martial arts does not emphasize moves, but it has some things in common with Xiao Qianli's "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift".
"I see!" Xiao Qianli saw through the true essence of "Thousand Thunder Huanglie", and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, he was worried that there was nothing to teach, and this exercise could just be handed over to a few apprentices to practice on their own.
It's just that now Li Shengyang is urging "A Thousand Thunders and Fierce Spirits" with all his life's strength, and the sword intent is fierce, which is really difficult to resist.
Seeing that Xiao Qianli had fallen into his own aura, Li Shengyang couldn't help but laugh, although the opponent cleanly cracked his own "Heaven Turning Palm" and had shown incredible wonders, he was confident that under the lock of his own killing machine, the other party would definitely not be able to resist the offensive of "Thousand Thunder Huanglie".
""Thousand Thunder Brilliant Spirit" is originally a dignified and upright exercise, if you enter the Tao with killing intent, it is extremely difficult to cultivate, but it is extremely powerful when you practice later. At this time, Xiao Qianli suddenly spoke.
He said calmly, "Just by looking at your sword intent, you will know how many people you have killed!
He did not retreat but advanced, towards the long sword to meet the forward, every step forward, the ground will shake slightly, the whole body continues to condense the momentum of heaven and earth, sky, earth, wind, thunder, water, fire, mountain, Ze all kinds of different phases continue to emerge around him, and disappear.
Li Shengyang's smile suddenly froze.
Because he was horrified to find that he could no longer sense the position of his opponent.
Although the other party was still walking towards him step by step, the breath was completely dissolved in nature, as if that small world was full of life everywhere.
Li Shengyang's long sword had already stabbed out, but he couldn't lock on to the opponent at all, and the true qi contained in it was also condensed on the sword, as if it was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out.
"The 'Tao' incarnates all things, and all things incarnate all things, and all things incarnate all kinds of things, and all kinds of things manifest into ten thousand products, ten thousand species, and ten thousand kinds. "Transformation and Death" is invincible under the congenital, how can it be locked by a mere killing machine?"
Xiao Qianli glanced at Li Shengyang with disdain, the fingers of his left hand flicked off a trace of blood, and the "Great Mi Tian Fist" in his right hand had already been blasted out.
This simple and unpretentious punch is borrowed from the power of heaven and earth, and is urged by the supreme heart method of the Great Heavenly Fist. With just one punch, one of Li Shengyang's left arms was smashed into a ball of meat sauce, and his body flew out upside down, falling heavily into the dust.
Blood flowed all over the ground, and Li Shengyang almost fainted in pain.
He struggled to raise his head and squeezed a few words out between his teeth: "Can you get rid of the breath lock...... Have you entered the Innate Realm?"
Innate Realm!
Hearing this term, the four swordsmen present who were still eager to try gasped at the same time!
Xiao Qianli's face was still indifferent, and he said quietly: "I see that you are also a generation of martial arts masters, I wanted to keep your whole body, but you had too much blood on your hands, so you wasted one more hand." On the Huangquan Road, there are your apprentices to accompany you. ”
As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present turned gray.
"Let's go!" I don't know who shouted, and the four swordsmen jumped up at the same time, running in different directions.
"Want to go?" Xiao Qianli stared at him, and his body had disappeared in place.
The tall purple-clothed swordsman had just run a few steps, and a silver streamer flashed behind him, only to hear a miserable scream, and the flash hit his shoulder, like an incomparable divine blade, slashing him off with a knife on his shoulder and right arm.
The swordsman in Tsing Yi swept out a few feet in one breath, and suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head, and just about to bow his head to dodge but it was too late, blood splashed, and a head was broken at the root, flying high!
The short yellow-clothed swordsman only jumped a few steps, and suddenly his body sank, like a bouncing ball, rolling under a low wall, intending to take advantage of his size to roll into the dog hole to save his life.
Just as he was about to roll into the hole in the wall, which could only hold about two feet, a lasso flew like a snake, grabbed him by the throat, and hung him alive from the tree next to him.
In an instant, the three of them died, and the white-clothed swordsman with the highest light skill was so shocked that he clicked on the wall, and flew dozens of feet away, when suddenly a long sword pierced from the back of the heart, penetrated from the front chest, and nailed him to the wall alive.