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Ling Tianyun breathed, he vigilantly grasped the big knife in his hand, and what he didn't expect was that the faint breath of true qi in his dantian suddenly accelerated. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info that grows like a seedling is like a dragon that has not yet grown, and from time to time it has to wander around in his dantian.

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation, but he was also at a loss, he didn't know whether the situation was good or bad. With no bottom in his heart, he could only let the young seedling-like true qi wander around. When he calmed down, he slowly realized that his thin and childlike true qi seemed to be different from his previous true qi, and it seemed to have some subtle changes, but he still discovered it quickly. This true qi was the first abnormal feeling he had after cultivating the Mahayana Heart Sutra given by the old monk. He didn't know if it was related to his cultivation of the Heart Sutra, or if it was the change that caused his true qi to be depleted by the moves in the 'Eight Styles of Breaking the Army' this time.

This time it was so weird and weird, although Ling Tianyun was a little caught off guard, he still forced himself to calm down, he didn't care if it was a good thing or a bad thing, he couldn't take care of it. Because the other Khitan warrior holding the scimitar was striding towards him, and Shen Xiong's fierce wind rushed straight towards him. Although his pace was slow, the thick aura exuding from his whole body shook his heart. This aura was many times deeper than the aura that emanated from the combination with the deadly Yelu Dashi just now, and the aura that surged out strongly made Ling Tianyun feel suffocated.

The breath that came from the wild pressure made Ling Tianyun's heart tremble slightly, the true qi in his body was only a trace like a flame, although he was still in the breath of luck, but that true qi was only that breath. A breath of true qi kept wandering in his dantian, flying as fast as a dragon soaring into the sky. 、

The cold eyes of the Khitan warrior who came step by step stared directly at Ling Tianyun, the scimitar in his hand reflected a bloodthirsty hideous under the red glow, and his face was also like this glow in the sky, red and fierce.

"Boom", every time he took a step forward, he would release a sky-shattering momentum, that momentum forced Ling Tianyun away, like a storm-like momentum swept away, Ling Tianyun only felt that he was really the light boat above the surging waves on the surface of the sea. The momentum of the powerful and furious roar was extremely powerful and swept in.

Holding the heavy and thick big sword, Ling Tianyun had no true qi to use, and could only rely on his strong and sturdy body to resist the strong wind that swept in.

His heart trembled, his body swayed, Ling Tianyun only felt that the other party's rushing qi was strong and arrogant, and it scraped his cheeks hard. His already injured body was in great pain, and the breaking of three ribs made him feel painful, and his broken body could only be maintained by the strong force of instinct.

"I won't be like that fool of Yelu Dashi, today you can't escape from here no matter what, today you are destined to be an end, this sky full of sunset should be for you to see off, such a poignant dusk is the good day of your death. Suffer death!!! ”

As soon as the words fell, the Khitan warrior's figure flickered, and the scimitar raised in his hand was determined to tear through the glow of the sky, and slashed towards Ling Tianyun with a terrifying and piercing aura.

The scimitar is full of shadows, the blade is shining with cold light, and the knife in the hand of the Khitan warrior is fast and sharp, weird and tricky, domineering and strong. The sword wind turned into a wave of qi, and the cold front pointed by the cold light overflowed, and the incomparably fast and sharp scimitar swept with his body, and the cold light of the knife poured down like water.

Ling Tianyun's eyes were fixed, looking at this thunderous scimitar, and with only a breath of true qi left in the dantian, he could only rely on his powerful body and the heavy and thick big knife in his hand.

Raising the sword, Ling Tianyun quickly raised the sword, the sword wind was fierce, and the air waves were repeated, and he went straight to the other party to greet him. Suddenly, there was a metallic clash, and a burst of sparks splashed up. The two knives were intertwined, and the piercing sound of metal intertwining continued for a long time, and the two figures turned their bodies strongly.

There was a huge pain in Ling Tianyun's body, causing his already light pace to start to slow down a little, and his body was no longer so flexible and changeable. With a "bang", the scimitar cut through the placket of his chest directly from the bottom up, and the placket turned into a strip of silk cloth flying in the wind.

A cold wind penetrated into his chest, and several sounds of tearing his clothes were heard endlessly, and Ling Tianyun's clothes had been cut by the opponent's scimitar in many places. His whole body was covered with blood stains one after another, disordered as if carved into his flesh.

The blood marks were fine, the red lines were like carvings, Ling Tianyun's sturdy body was completely revealed, and the big knife he raised brought up a heavy white qi intertwined with the other party.

One move, two moves, ten moves had already passed, and Ling Tianyun was starting to have some shortcomings. However, the Khitan warrior was fighting faster and faster, and the scimitar he picked up was extremely fast, the blade was cold and frozen, and the flashing sword light brought a piercing strong wind, heading straight towards Ling Tianyun's body. However, Ling Tianyun could only wave the big knife in his hand in embarrassment and resisted it with difficulty, and the heavy big knife he picked up collided with the scimitar block, and from the cold scimitar, a fierce aura that was about to break through his palm rushed straight away.

As soon as he came into contact with that aura, Ling Tianyun instinctively shook all over, and then, he only felt as if there were thousands of ants crawling away in his body. With such an abnormal situation, he was even more panicked in his heart, but he didn't expect that his panic had just started, but he found that the true qi in his body that was as thin as a flame seemed to beat, and the speed of the flow of this trace of true qi also accelerated. He was even more puzzled in his heart, and he had been worried that this was not a good thing, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his dantian.

Ling Tianyun was thoughtful, the strange aura coming from his hand might have been deliberately transmitted into Ling Tianyun's body by the Khitan warrior who revealed his scimitar, and his evil true qi was like thousands of ants drilling around in his body, but it only flowed to the point where it was absorbed by his physical body and transformed into that powerful force.

Knowing the condition in his body, Ling Tianyun was overjoyed, he didn't expect that this Mahayana Heart Sutra would actually have such an effect, and such an evil and weird true qi could also be absorbed by his body, and then transformed into the mysterious power in his body. He thought that it was just normal for someone else's true qi to enter his body to have such an effect. Unexpectedly, this weird and evil true qi would also be absorbed by his physical body.

Unloading the worries in his heart, Ling Tianyun calmly dealt with the attack of this Khitan warrior, but the true qi in his dantian still hadn't grown into a big tree, it was still like a seedling, which made him very uncomfortable, although he had a strong and rigid body and the huge incomparable power hidden in the body, he still subconsciously mobilized the true qi to flow in the various meridians in his body.

With a sound of "bell", sparks flew everywhere, and the two figures separated in an instant.

Ling Tianyun's body staggered, and he was almost knocked to the ground by the scimitar grid of the Khitan warrior, but he still managed to stand firm with difficulty. And the price paid for not being blocked and falling to the ground was that a deep and deep blood mark was cut on his chest, and blood burst out of the wound and flowed down in an instant.

There was a bloody breath in the air, the glow of the sky gradually disappeared and dissipated, the bloody sky began to gradually dim, and the sunset had long been unbearable to be as hideous as the blood color of this dusk, and it fell below the ground line early, without a trace.

With his body staggering, Ling Tianyun stood proudly, the clothes on his upper body had already been cut into strips by the extremely sharp scimitar, and they had already become strips of cloth flying wantonly. The big knife in his hand became heavier and heavier, but the true qi in his dantian grew extremely slowly, and there was only a trace of breath that could be mobilized.

The broadsword he picked up consumed most of his physical strength, but his true qi couldn't keep up, and it was still a little exhausted as always. Feeling such a bad situation, Ling Tianyun frowned tightly, although the big knife in his hand was tightly grasped, his arms had already begun to attack with a burst of soreness.

"Tsk, your internal strength has long been exhausted, but your brute strength is terrifying, I don't know how long you can hold on. I'm curious how long you can resist my attacks without the support of your internal strength. A martial cultivator in the middle of the Inner Strength Realm can actually compete with a martial cultivator in the Innate Realm, how did you do it. ”

The Khitan warrior glanced at the corpse of Yelu Dashi, whose body had already stiffened when he fell to the ground, and he could clearly see the dagger that had sunk into Yelu Dashi's chest, and the bright red blood began to coagulate, slowly turning red and black. But Yelu Dashi's eyes were wide open, and a dead expression suddenly appeared, and the bulging eyes were still hideous and terrifying.

"Curiosity kills cats, don't you know, maybe your curiosity will kill you." Ling Tianyun looked at the other party coldly, and replied with a chill, if the other party does not attack, this is the most beneficial to him, he can seize the time to recover, whether it is his own physical strength or his own internal strength, he can get a trace of pranayama.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, do you think I'm Yelu Dashi, just with your tricks, you still want my life, it's just a shame." The Khitan warrior raised his head and smiled, and then said disdainfully. The sharp gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the fading sky.

At this moment, the red sky began to slowly disperse, and the blood-like broken clouds on the sky dome no longer knew where to go, and the blue sky began to glow with a faint blue-black, and the sky began to darken.

"Yes, Yelu Dashi also said so just now, don't you Khitans like to speak wildly." Ling Tianyun did not move like a mountain, and sneered.

"With sharp teeth and sharp mouths, I simply don't know whether to live or die." When the Khitan warrior heard this, his eyes showed an extremely fierce light, and his fierce appearance made people feel a chill. Ling Tianyun's words seemed to poke at his sore spot, causing him to rise up inexplicably angry and surge out like a surging wave.

After saying that, the Khitan warrior didn't want to bother with any more words, and the scimitar quickly danced up, and his body rushed straight towards Ling Tianyun like a cheetah. Before the person arrived, the layers of knives vaporized into cold light, tearing the dim and boundless twilight, and before the person arrived, the gusts of knife wind were like a frenzy, sweeping the hideous color of the cold sky.

Layers of sword qi, the cold came, gusts of sword wind surging wildly, and the Khitan warriors rolled in with knives, and the momentum was like a long rainbow running through the sun. The Dao Dao knife is sharp and sharp, the knife is like a wave, horizontally, vertically, and before and after, the action is incomparably skillful and fast, and the momentum is incomparably strong and heavy.

Ling Tianyun's eyes trembled, the other party's moves seemed to be different again, Ling Rui's sharp sword wind and sword qi, strong and heavy moves, fast as lightning. He can only respond to change with the same. He could only pick up the heavy and thick broadsword and bring up a more majestic force to deal with it.

The sword rose like a rainbow, and the sword move of this Khitan warrior did not have the sword intent contained in Yelu Dashi, but this was not something that Ling Tianyun could easily resist.

As soon as the knife fell, the two exchanged several more moves, and Ling Tianyun was panting for a while, sweating profusely from his body, and the double splits were filled with unconcealable sourness. In line with the clumsy movements, he waved them into another charm, he only felt that his movements were becoming more and more skillful, and a freehand movement was swayed by him to the fullest. Not only did the Khitan warrior feel puzzled, but even Ling Tianyun himself felt a little puzzled.

The clumsy movements, but with random moves, a great and unworkable charm came into being, but Ling Tianyun had forgotten the power that his physical body had lost at this moment, as well as the depleted internal force true qi in his body. At this moment, Ling Tianyun seemed to have fallen into an inexplicable state, empty of his body, and his solitary state made him involuntarily wave the big knife in his hand.

Emptiness is as quiet as tranquility, agility is like stopping, these mantras recorded in the "Mahayana Heart Sutra" have already been memorized by him, and he has entered a state of emptiness and quietness. The knife move was just his subconscious action, and some strange knife moves appeared in his mind, and he also performed them along with the knife moves that appeared in his mind.

However, at this moment, there was a bang, and in his dantian, an earth-shattering sound sounded in his mind, and just when he was in doubt, he found that the true qi in his dantian was as thin as a flame, and suddenly surged towards his dantian like a spring. At first, it began to surge like a spring, slowly turned into a stream-like torrent, and finally poured out like a river.

All of this only happened in this breath, and before Ling Tianyun could react at all, his dantian was filled with endless true qi churning and rushing. And the meridians of his whole body flowed along with the true qi in the dantian, like the dry earth being moistened by spring rain, becoming full and abundant.

At this moment, his physical body was also infused with his own true qi, and those true qi that was integrated into his body was instantly transformed into that incomparably powerful force, making him can't help but roar out. This powerful force gave him a feeling of nowhere to be revealed, and a sense of pride couldn't help but rise, as if rushing into the sky.

When he entered the late stage of the Inner Strength Realm, he could finally fight head-on with this Khitan warrior, Ling Tianyun couldn't hide his inner ecstasy, and suddenly burst out with a momentum like a shattering body.