Late at night, reincarnation peak, back mountain (fairy, please stay in chapter 803). Please search (product @ book ¥ net) to see the most complete!

Quiet, horrible quiet, general quiet!

Yun Xiaoxiao and Broken Dust stood opposite each other, staring at each other, the Wind Sword and the Nameless Short Stick slowly swallowing a strange brilliance.

Although the two have not yet fought each other, in their minds, the two have already begun to fight.

Cyclones formed around it, and the cyclones merged into a powerful storm, and dozens of towering ancient trees around them were uprooted in the fierce wind.

If it had been ten years ago, Yun Xiaoxie would have been defeated in his mind alone, but he had painstakingly studied the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book in the past ten years, and although he lacked the seventh volume, the most important volume was the first volume of the General Outline, the fourth volume of the Netherworld Chapter, and the eighth volume of the Heavenly Dao Stars Chapter were all gathered together.

After ten years of penance, even Yun Xiaoye himself didn't know how high his Taoism was, and he was competing with Broken Dust Zi for mental power and spiritual power, although the pressure was very great, he never fell into decline.

Yun Xiaoxie didn't know if Broken Chenzi really wanted to kill him, or if she was too depressed in her heart and wanted to find someone to fight. He didn't think about it anymore, and the blue light of the nameless short stick in his hand became brighter and brighter, as if competing with the sun and the moon.

He said hoarsely: "Uncle Shi, I'm offended!"

The nameless short stick slashed straight down without any fancy sticks, and it was a little different from the same stick ten years ago, only to see a wave of stick shadow like a wave of air tearing through space, emitting a sharp and terrible stick roar, and swooping straight into the dust.

Of course, Broken Dust is not an ordinary person, although she is not very old, only less than five hundred years old, but she is definitely the top in the world, just pointing out Zhu Gou a few moves, Zhu Gou has been trained into a generation of young masters, which can be seen!

In particular, Broken Dust Zi's major is the Wind Sword Intent, and the speed of the sword is more than ten times faster than that of Zhu Gou today.

As the saying goes, all martial arts in the world can be broken, but only fast is not broken!

Seeing the wave of stick shadow qi swept in, Broken Dust was expressionless, and the Wind Divine Sword in his hand shook, and the rust on the sword body instantly detached, revealing a cool and compelling snow-white sword body!

Suddenly, the wind stopped, and the wind and clouds stopped.

Yun Xiaoye only felt a force of countershock, which was used from the opposite side like a mountain and a sea, and the stick that he had just slashed at the broken dust was shattered in the blink of an eye in the power of the countershock, turning into smoke and disappearing between heaven and earth.

After the force of the shock broke the stick shadow, it pounced directly on Yun Xiaoxie, Yun Xiaoxie's face changed wildly, and he secretly called out that the Tao of the master and uncle was really unprecedented, and he just shook the sword body, and he frustrated himself.

In the face of that huge force of shock, of course Yun Xiaoye would not be stupidly hard connected, his body swept back rapidly, and at the same time he danced the nameless short stick in his hand, slowly drawing circles in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight cyan rings appeared in front of him, like ripples caused by stones falling into a calm lake, and the cyan rings quickly grew larger and spread towards the periphery.

The unstoppable, terrifying force of the shock changed direction after hitting the layers of water waves-like rings, and all of them spread out in all directions, and the surrounding trees suddenly made a clattering and cracking sound.

The eyes of the broken dust who were hanging in the air flashed, and he said word by word: "This is the Taiji Xuanqing Dao of the Kunlun Sect!"

That's right, this trick overcomes rigidity with softness and leverages strength, which is the classic mastery of the Kunlun sect of Taoism!

More than ten years ago, Yun Xiaoxiao was in the cave behind the Shenshan Mountain of Kunlun Mountain, and saw the second volume of the classic Book of Heaven on the stone bed.

Since the Shushan faction is a Taoist sect, the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao cultivated and the Kunlun Sect's Taiji Xuanqing Dao have many things in common.

At this moment, once it is displayed, it really receives miraculous results.

The sword intent of the wind, enlightened in the wind, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes soft as the spring breeze, can be described as a combination of rigidity and softness, yin and yang complementary.

The Classic Book of Heaven is a secret practice in the world, all-encompassing, and it has been the root of the cultivation realm for tens of thousands of years. Although Yun Xiaoxie's internal strength is not as good as that of Broken Dust, the Heavenly Book Exercises make up for many deficiencies, not to mention that five days ago, Master Kuzen passed on all the six hundred years of Buddhist cultivation to him, and in just five days, his cultivation has improved a lot.

Coupled with the nameless short stick in his hand, it is a peerless treasure of the first class between heaven and earth.

In this battle between the two in the back mountain tonight, no one can say what the outcome will be!

Broken Chenzi also put away his contempt at this moment, and continued: "I didn't expect that in just ten years, you have comprehended the second volume of the Book of Heaven so thoroughly, just now you used Kunlun Taiji Xuanqing Dao to resolve my trick, at least to cultivate Taiji Xuanqing Dao to the ninth layer of the Yuan Shen realm, let me understand tonight, what is the outstanding thing about the only young man in this world who is also a true law of Taoism, demons, Buddhas, witches, ghosts, demons, Confucianism, and Shura!"

Yun Xiaoye wanted to be humble for a few words, but before he could open his mouth, the broken dust suddenly moved, and a sword stabbed straight in, the sword light was like a sparkling light, flashing silver-white brilliance, but it was incredibly fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was already in front of Yun Xiaoxie!

Yun Xiaoxie was shocked again, and the speed of his friend Zhu Gou's sword made him think that Zhu Gou was already the first person in the world.

Unexpectedly, Shi Shuzu's speed was better than Zhu Gou's!

One, two, ten, hundred......

The dense silver-white sword light was enveloped in an instant, if ordinary Shushan disciples thought it was a divine sword ethereal eighty thousand style, but Yun Xiaoye knew that these thousands of sword lights were hallucinations caused by the speed of Broken Dust's sword was too fast, and it had been observed with the naked eye.

Among these countless sword lights, only one sword light is real, and the others are their own illusions!

Yun Xiaoxie's pupils contracted rapidly, reversed the nameless short stick in his hand, directly ignored the other dense sword lights, and smashed a stick on an inconspicuous sword light.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the sky shook!

Yun Xiaoxie's body was shocked and flew backwards dozens of feet, only to feel that his hands were numb, and the nameless short stick he was holding tightly in his hand was almost about to fall off his hands (fairy, please stay in chapter 803).

At the same time, all the sword light phantoms in the sky disappeared, and only the silver sword light that had been smashed by Yun Xiaoxie's stick just now hung in the air.

I saw that the wind sword that was held in the hand of Broken Dust Zi trembled incessantly, and there was a sharp buzzing sword sound, Broken Dust's face sank, his hand shook, and the sword body trembled before it stopped immediately.

She didn't seem to expect that in such a short period of time, Yun Xiaoxie would be able to penetrate the only true sword among the thousands of sword lights at a glance, and she secretly admired it in her heart.

Tonight, she won't let go of Yun Xiaoxie easily, the moment she started, she definitely wanted to test how deep Yun Xiaoxie's cultivation was!

Of course, she has other purposes!

Although Yun Xiaoye has been cultivated by the dry Zen master for six hundred years, this huge power will be scattered from Yun Xiaoxie's body little by little with the passage of time, and finally Yun Xiaoxie can absorb the true yuan of the dry Zen master for two or three out of ten, even if it is thankful.

If you talk about the practice of Buddhism, since the water purifier who guarded the Xuanyuan seal for more than 20 years passed away, at this moment, between heaven and earth, there is really no monk who can compare to the dust.

It seems that he is fighting with Yun Xiaoxie, but he actually wants to help Yun Xiaoxie!

Since Broken Dust Zi wanted to force out Yun Xiaoxie's true Taoism, it was impossible to stop, and when Yun Xiaoxie's body was not stable, she let out a clear roar, and even the sword turned into a generation of snow-white sword light, and rushed towards Yun Xiaoxie with great speed.

The wind was strong, the sand flew away, and Yun Xiaoye struggled to resist in the wind and sand.

From a distance, only the figures of the two could be seen flashing in the air, each flickering was dozens of feet apart.

Since the speed of the two of them was so fast, the roar of the sword and stick intersecting hardly showed any signs of pause, and there was a long rumbling sound in the air.

The more surprised Yun Xiaoxie was in his heart, not only was the speed of Broken Dust beyond his imagination, but the strength of each sword was even more terrifying.

In less than half a pillar of incense, the two of them had already made thousands of moves above the void, Yun Xiaoxie's arms were almost unconscious, and the essence and blood in his body were tumbling like a storm, if it weren't for his own deep Taoist foundation, he would have already vomited blood.

Spare this, he knows that if he continues like this, he will definitely be defeated in less than a stick of incense.

Men have arrogance, Yun Xiaoye has never lacked this arrogance, he secretly thought that he had reached the tenth layer of the realm of heaven and man, and he had a strange treasure of the heavenly book, although the dust was broken for hundreds of years more than his own cultivation time, but he was also a master of the realm of heaven and man, even if he lost, he would be more decent!

Being beaten so passively is something he hasn't had in decades!

At this moment, Liu Di's voice came from all directions, and said, "Yun Xiaoxie, make a move quickly and show your true skills!"

Yun Xiaoye gritted his teeth and shouted, "Since Uncle Shi has such a Yaxing to learn from the juniors tonight, the juniors will be offended!"

Sou!

A cold light roared out from Yun Xiaoxie's body, and with a loud bang, it shook the broken dust and the sword back several feet.

"Menstrual Lun?!"

After seeing the light that forced him back, Broken Dust secretly screamed in his heart, as if he was a little afraid of menstruation.

Yun Xiaoxie was single-minded, his mind controlled menstrual periods and fought with the broken dust, and at the same time, the nameless short stick was slowly raised, piercing the Nine Heavens sky!

In the originally clear night sky, in the sudden wind, a large area of black clouds appeared, and a terrifying aura erupted from Yun Xiaoxie's body, and the earth's vein evil qi, which had been hidden underground for thousands of years, seemed to be summoned by some kind of divine power, like a violent magma torrent, frantically pouring into the world and merging into that inconspicuous short stick.

It was at this time that Han Xuemei and Ren Qing quietly appeared from the black clouds, and after seeing the two of them clearly, their faces changed.

"Little evil!"

Han Xuemei couldn't help but scream.

Ren Qing hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Don't go over, these two people's Dao is too high, and if they get too close, they will be affected by their true Fa residual power, they are sparring, and there will be no danger!"

Although Han Xuemei also believed that Broken Dust and Yun Xiaoye did not have a deep hatred, she knew that Broken Dust's cultivation was by no means comparable to ordinary cultivators, in case Yun Xiaoye was injured, how could it be good?

Seeing that Han Xuemei was so anxious, Ren Qing sighed in her heart, she just started to pass on the Despair Spell to Han Xuemei tonight, this undead spell needs to break off love, and now it seems that Han Xuemei can't let go of Yun Xiaoye at all, and she doesn't know if Han Xuemei can have a Mahayana in the Despair Spell.

Yun Xiaoxie, who was in the middle of the air, was like a different person, and a thick and desolate aura emanated from his body, like a demon god who came from eternity, looking down on the world.

The Eight Desolation Stick Method, which is extremely powerful, has also been lost in Shushan for many years.

Yun Xiaoxie has not studied the Shushan Sword Technique too much over the years, except for cultivating the Heavenly Book Technique, most of his mind is almost on this set of Eight Desolation Stick Techniques.

There are six types of this set of stick methods, which are phantom, formless, spiritual, aggregate, immortal, and unity!

According to the records of Shushan classics, the second generation of the ancestor of Lihuo Peak, the Seven Star Master, is the highest attainment in this stick method for thousands of years, and he has comprehended the realm of the fifth type of immortals, and is invincible in the world!

Ten years ago, Yun Xiaoyi was barely able to perform half a trick to punish immortals, and in the past ten years, he has made great progress, and his comprehension of the Eight Desolation Stick Method is also a thousand miles away.

As early as seven years ago, he had fully comprehended the fifth form of Zhuxian, three years ago, he had a first glimpse of the sixth form of unity, and now after another three years, although he has not fully comprehended the mystery of the sixth form of unity, it is not much different.

At this moment, the evil qi is rolling, and the dark clouds cover the moon, which is the precursor of the fourth form of the Eight Desolation Stick Method.

Of course, Yun Xiaoye knew that the power of the aggregation could not hurt Broken Dust, let alone defeat him, so he directly urged the fifth form, Zhu Xian!

In the darkness, his desolate and tragic voice sounded, and he said word by word: "The fifth style of the Eight Desolations, punish the immortals!"

The first time Yun Xiaoye cast Zhu Xian was at the Kunlun Conference, when he broke Xiaoya's netherworld blood spell when he fought with Xiaoya, he was wrapped in blood clouds at that time, and no one except Xiaoya had ever seen the scene of this trick.

It wasn't until the battle of the capital that Yun Xiaoye faced the tough enemy Black Spirit Witch, and once again urged Zhu Xian, who was restricted by Taoism and could not fully exert the power of this move.

This moment is different, once urged, the sky changes color, and the sky is thundering!

The fifth-type Zhuxian is very similar to the first-type phantom, but it is fundamentally different, and the thousands of stick shadows that appear in the first-type phantom are all illusions, and their power is limited.

But the stick shadow that appeared at this moment was real, not illusory.

Thousands of nameless short sticks like locusts, like torrential rain, like peerless demons, appeared in front of Yun Xiaoxie.

Yun Xiaoye held the stick in one hand, his eyes were like blood, and the desolate aura filled every inch of space in the back mountain, as if even the surrounding flowers and trees had become desolate.

Broken Dust stopped in the air, his face changed slightly, and he seemed to feel the pressure brought by this move.

She is from Shu Mountain, and she also knows a rough idea of the legend of the Seven Star Master of the second generation of the Fire Peak recorded in Shu Mountain, although she has never faced the Fifth Type of Eight Desolations Immortal head-on, she more or less knows its power.

She was not too surprised, and quickly calmed down, and in the face of the dense and countless nameless short sticks speeding from all directions, the corners of her mouth moved, revealing a smile of relief.

Immediately, she slowly raised the Wind Divine Sword in her hand, and in the face of the powerful air pressure that came from the roar, she not only did not retreat in the void, but took a step forward.

Han Xuemei and Ren Qing, who were watching the battle from a distance, both showed surprised expressions on their faces.

"Zhu Xian?!"

Han Xuemei muttered in her mouth: "I didn't expect that the power of Zhu Xian's move is so powerful, even if it is face to face, I am not sure to resolve it, does this Broken Dust Senior's predecessor want to take the Zhu Immortal who is urged by Xiao Evil with all his might?"

Zhu Xian, Zhu Xian!

Can punish immortals and destroy Buddhas!

The power can be imagined.

Ren Qing seemed to hear Han Xuemei's muttering beside him, and said slowly: "In the past ten years, your cultivation has been improving, but the progress of this Yun Xiaoxie's cultivation is even more terrifying, more than ten days ago, I saw him in the ancestral hall, and now it has only been ten days, and his cultivation has actually gone up a few steps, could it be that he has had adventures in the past few days? He seems to have the true Dharma of Buddhism in his body, isn't it, he has gathered eight volumes of heavenly books?

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