"Roar, roar, you actually killed Fist Er, I must kill you, kill you all. ”

After seeing that Fist Er was killed by Yang Tianyi, Fist Da roared angrily in his mouth, his eyes were red, as if he was crazy, and a pair of fists made it look like a windmill, colliding with Zong Rui's three-pointed knife constantly.

Zong Rui was still immersed in a certain realm at this time, although the attack of the fist was much more violent, Zong Rui still used the three-pointed knife according to a certain trajectory, as if he had learned a set of clever knife techniques, and he could hit the key point of the fist at every time.

"Hmm, Brother Zong seems to have entered the legendary epiphany, I didn't expect Brother Zong to have such great luck and be able to enter an epiphany when he fights with an innate master?"

"Well, I can see it too, and I don't know what the prince will realize, we still need to be careful to guard against the big fist and the others, and I don't know how many people Xiaoyao Hou sent to intercept and kill the prince this time. Zhou Qing's eyes also flashed with envy, and then he raised his vigilance, constantly scanning the surroundings in case anyone else came.

The little donkey walked back and forth beside Zong Rui's body, constantly snorting, and was extremely disdainful of Zong Rui's use of psychic primordial babies to fight the enemy.

"Hahaha, looking at the appearance of the little donkey, there should be no other dangers, I don't know the origin of this donkey, but he seems to be extremely sensitive to danger. "The sun is on the horizon.

Zhou Qing glanced at the leisurely little donkey, then looked at the fight in the field, and said, "Brother Yang, who does you think will win?"

"At this time, that person's strength is higher than that of the sect brother, but the sect brother seems to be having an epiphany, and it is extremely powerful, and he can restrain the opponent's fist technique every time, and when the sect brother completely has an epiphany of this knife technique, it will be the time of that person's death. "The sun is on the horizon.

"What do you think about the changing law of the prince?" Zhou Qing said with a frown.

"Fa Xiang, don't you say that I really almost ignored it, after you have reminded me so much, I really remembered that the psychic Fa that the sect brother transformed with the psychic primordial infant is really like a certain god, an ancient god. Yang Tianyi's frowning brows suddenly relaxed, and he jumped up from the ground at once.

"The god of war of the God of War Palace. In the Sanqing Temple, he used to be the protector of the Daomen, and the protector of the Yuan Shizong and the Taishang Dao. Zhou Qing slowly said the names of several sects.

"Yes, yes, it seems to be true, they are all dressed in gold armor, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, and there is a vertical eye at the center of their eyebrows, just one more divine dog next to them, hehehe, is it ......" Yang Tianyi suddenly stopped his mouth and squinted at Zhou Qing on the side.

"You also thought of it?" Zhou Qing said.

Yang Tian nodded, his face changed, and said: "Is it true? These legendary gods really once existed? It is said that this god is called the Manifest Saint Zhenjun, also known as the Erlang God Yang Jian, and the weapon he is best at is the three-pointed two-edged knife, could it be that the sect brother had an epiphany of this god's sword technique, the secret method of divine skills?"

"Heavenly Sword?" Zhou Qing said two words, then stood aside and stopped talking.

"Heavenly Sword, Heavenly Sword, Hehehe, they are all legendary supernatural powers. "The sun is on the horizon.

"Heavenly Sword, Heavenly Sword, Heavenly Sword? Could it be that what Yang Jian has learned is a Heavenly Sword? A metaphor for the Heavenly Dao, the Taoist Protector, the Heavenly Dao Protector, hahaha, I see, no wonder Yang Jian's combat power is so strong. ”

Originally, the eyes were empty, and a knife was just slashing according to instinct, but when I figured this out, my eyes instantly regained their brilliance, and a pair of eyes were shining with a hint of divine light.

"You take me again. ”

Holding the knife in both hands, he suddenly slashed out, this knife was unremarkable, but it was extremely mysterious, looking at this knife was to split the fist's chest, but just when it was about to be resisted by the fist's fists, the three-pointed knife seemed to twist a little, drew a circle, and continued to split towards the fist's chest.

"Whew"

The fist sucked suddenly, his chest deflated, and his feet were forceful, trying to dodge this.

Zong Rui showed a smile in his eyes, and said with a smile: "The Heavenly Sword is not as simple as you think, otherwise it would not be called the Heavenly Sword, and it is not worthy of being used by the Xuanmen Taoist Protector." ”

The tip of the knife trembled, and an invisible fluctuation came out from the tip of the knife, instantly tearing the chest muscles of the fist, and a subtle blade disappeared into the fist's body.

"No way, you can't break my heart guards. "Punch big unbelievable way.

"Pure sword qi may really not be able to break through your heart guard, but this sword qi also contains a trace of sword intent, a trace of sword intent that runs the heavens and the earth, where can people compete with?"

When the fist fell to the ground without blinking, Zong Rui also hurriedly returned to his senses, and Yang Jian's law changed into a three-inch clay puppet, which was received by Zong Rui in a storage bag.

As soon as he took back the psychic primordial infant, Zong Rui felt that his whole body was prostration, just now in the battle, he faced a congenital master, and he fell into an epiphany in the battle, and he consumed a lot of souls, at this time, it was as if the body and people fought wits and courage for three days and three nights, and finally reached the upper limit of what the spirit could bear.

"Rest in place, send a signal, let the people in front of me rest in place, I need to recover the lost soul. Zong Rui's face turned pale, and he sat cross-legged on the spot and began to visualize the diagram of the First Heavenly King.

At the same time, he is also slowly deducing the set of knife techniques he just obtained, the Heavenly Knife.

This set of heavenly knife knife techniques focuses not on pure knife skills, but on behalf of the knife intent, on behalf of the heavens, on behalf of the heavenly knife intent, high above, ignoring everything, looking down on everything, all under this knife intent are all ants, all have to bow down to the subordinate, a knife passes, the sky collapses, everything does not exist, but a knife can open the world and transform all things.

A thin strand of hair, an inch long silk thread appeared in Zong Rui's sea of consciousness, slowly swimming around the Yuanshen Heavenly King diagram that Zong Rui had visualized, it was the trace of Heavenly Dao Sword Intent that Zong Rui had an epiphanie, or Heavenly Dao Sword Intent.

This set of knife techniques is not heavy on skills, there is no knife skills at all, but only a knife intent.

By the time Zong Rui woke up from the meditation, more than an hour had passed, and it was already afternoon, and this time the Divine Soul Consumption was even more powerful than the last Divine Soul Fighting Method, and it took more than an hour to completely recover.

"There is a Heavenly Sword, but is there a Heavenly Sword?" Zong Rui said secretly.

Seeing that it was already a little late, Zong Rui ordered people to set up camp, and was about to take this opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity to understand the sword intent he had obtained, and summarize the experience of the battle, which would be of great help to the progress of martial arts in the future, and should not be underestimated.

Yang Tianyi was injured internally, although it was not serious, he had to take a good rest, otherwise he would encounter such a congenital master again, Yang Tianyi would probably be seriously injured again, and then the gains would outweigh the losses, so it was still necessary to thoroughly cultivate and move forward, even if he met a congenital master or a fairy master, he also had the strength to fight.

Zhou Qing was also in the tent next to him, and he could only cultivate hard, and he swore that he would step into the innate as soon as possible.