Chapter 783 Sword Creation, Humiliation and Asceticism

Epiphany, of course, is undoubtedly to gain benefits. However, to get the benefits, there are also thousands of kinds.

Some of them are just a little bit of a taste, some of them are dòng to the essence of the gods, some of them have little gain, and some of them are advancing by leaps and bounds, and the former may have a lucky place, but the latter must have a solid foundation and have the foundation for obtaining this kind of jīng advancement.

There is no doubt that the ascetic head is the latter.

Treat this kind of person, even if you can't look down on this kind of person's character, but when you fight, you must not have the slightest contempt. Because, the people themselves have the qualifications that deserve your attention.

Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan, comprehended this, originally because the ascetic head was only using the arrogance of swordsmanship, he completely exhausted it, and he also devoted himself wholeheartedly to the use of the transformation dragon snake.

In this way, after being fully engaged, the dragon and snake that transformed into the shape, but then it changed, as if there was a god, it was really the ancient dragon and the flying snake, and it came to life.

The huge blue dragon, between the natural rhythm of the body, opened its mouth, "Whoa-" A huge and incomparably loud dragon yín with the unique desolate aura of the primeval period emitted a thunderbolt, shaking the mountains and rivers.

The formless sound bō, with an aura of majesty that seemed to be supreme, invaded the past towards the ascetic head. In that trance, the ascetic head had a feeling that he was an ant, and he should have surrendered and prostrate at the feet of the dragon, and it was impossible to fight against it.

And in such a trance, the primeval dragon transformed by the sword pill was covered with the sky and the sun, covering and pressing down, and the huge dragon claws were like a huge and incomparable cage.

The ascetic head, the only one in the fighting spirit, this invisible coercive influence, only lasted for a moment, and then it was spontaneously shattered by the fighting spirit, and the clarity was restored again. When he found that his family was in a disadvantageous position, he was not affected in the slightest, his body shook, and the Silent God Bell flew out of his body, turning into the size of thousands of zhang, and slammed into the dragon claw that was pressed down.

Then, the invisible sword was in his hand again, soaring rapidly, turning into a giant sword of 10,000 zhang, rising into the sky, as if to poke a hole in the sky.

"Bang-"

There was an earth-shattering loud bang, and the overwhelming force of the huge dragon claw was slightly suppressed, and then, on the Silent God Bell that had followed the ascetic head for hundreds of years, a huge and incomparable handprint also appeared, deeply embedded in it, as if it was only a line away, and it was about to shatter.

In this way, a powerful impact was formed, sweeping in all directions. Countless monks retreated one after another, and only those who were extremely confident in their own cultivation stood still, unshakable, and forced out a tangible and invisible barrier of treasure light, forcibly blocking it.

At this moment, Miao Yi real person Qi Shuming vomited blood. Because, this impact bō completely shattered the countless calamity formation imprints. The scope of the destruction was more than the one he had completely wiped out in the battle with Zhong Yuan, the Lord of the Tongtian Alliance.

If, at this time, the ascetic Toutuo is not still in an unpredictable situation, the real person of Miaoyi, Qi Shuming, at this moment, really has the intention to launch the Emei secret method, and the ascetic Toutuo will come out of the pure battle intent. Because, this kind of unscrupulous battle is too damaging to Xiuning Island's robbery array imprint system.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are worried! Here, Miaoyi real person Qi Shuming is extremely depressed, and on the other side, Zhong Yuan, the master of the Tongtian League, is naturally extremely happy. Because, in nothing, there is nothing more relieving than an ascetic head to help him accomplish what he wants to accomplish. ...,

"When—"

There was another loud bang, this time, louder and sharper, but the range of the bō was very small. Because, these are two swords in jiāo feng.

The invisible sword of the ascetic head tuo slashed out a gap that expanded more than ten zhang above the sword qi dragon of Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan, and the sword qi was as warm and gentle as water, bubbling out, and it was difficult to heal for a long time.

Correspondingly, the powerful sword qi emitted by the Invisible Sword of the Ascetic Toutuo completely disintegrated, and there was not a single drop left, and the light of the Invisible Sword itself also seemed a little sluggish.

"Sword qi, how can you really compete with the flying sword? With quality as the screen, it is much stronger after all, and at this moment, the essence of Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan's sword pill is damaged, and it can be said that it is not light. It seems that the odds of the ascetic brother have been greatly improved again!" At this time, Qi Shuming, a real person who watched this scene, couldn't help but share the jīdàng emotions in his heart with Xuan Zhenzi.

"Yes, the sword qi is cultivated to the extreme, and it is indeed possible to sweep away all tangible and intangible things in the world without hindering things. However, how many of these realms can be reached? The decline of sword qi is precisely because of this. Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan, lack of qualifications, but he prefers to be opportunistic, learn this way, and achieve it, but in the end, it is just that!" "Xuan Zhenzi talks about true cultivation, and he is still above Miaoyi Zhenren Qi Shuming, so he naturally sees the situation clearly, so at this moment, the emotions that have been tense can't help but relax a lot.

However, just as he was about to open his mouth and make a final conclusion, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and when it was, he couldn't help but secretly say, "It's not good, that snake sword!"

Hearing this, in an instant, the smile on Qi Shuming's face froze, and his face became pale!

At this moment, the Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan's snake-turning sword appeared from behind the ascetic head like a ghost, and everything was silent, without the slightest warning.

As soon as the snake sword appeared, it was like a poisonous snake ready to hunt its prey, and suddenly pounced forward, stabbing towards the vest of the ascetic head.

"Whew-"

A cracking sound sounded, and a bloody arrow flew out and flew all over the sky.

At this moment, everyone's emotions were condensed and nervous to the extreme, and the two eyes were staring like copper bells, wanting to know the result of this sword at the first time.

"Good means, even at the cost of self-injury, you want to kill me!" At this time, the voice of the ascetic head suddenly sounded, "It's a pity, your strength is still a little worse after all, this sword, after all, didn't kill me!"

It turned out that when the ascetic head was intimidated by the primeval dragon yín, he had already retreated from the state of pure extreme combat. Originally, his combat power was going to decline rapidly, because he no longer had the sharp judgment power he had before. However, the blink of an eye of life and death crisis made the residual battle intent completely burst out of the fighting instinct in his body.

Therefore, at that critical moment, the ascetic head was offset by the Emei sect's secret technique. Although, after all, he still couldn't completely dodge this sword, however, he avoided the vital point of the heart, and although the injury was not light, it was not fatal.

"We're just engaged in an ordinary sword fight, how can I really do that killing move, so hurt and not die, that's my goal. Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan followed closely behind and replied, "Now, although you and I are both injured, mine is only a small injury to your vitality, and it is not worth mentioning at all compared to the heavy damage on your body.

After this experience, it is already extremely clear between you and me, which is higher and which is lower, which is stronger and which is weak. Therefore, now I advise you, it is better not to care too much about face and admit defeat directly. In this way, you can also calmly recuperate. If, for the sake of saving face, you insist on not coming to your senses and continue to fight, it is very likely that it will really threaten your life, and it will violate the fundamental purpose of our two factions to hold these three sword fights, and it will be unbeautiful. ...,

So, ascetic friends, you have to think about it! Don't covet the courage of the flesh for a while!"

Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan's words can be said to be extremely harmful, not to mention the ascetic head who is fighting against him on the stage, even under the ring, the monk who has nothing to do with him also feels that it is a little too bitter and mean. The ascetic head Tuo, who had just suppressed the sword wound he had received, at this moment, hearing this, his heart suddenly became depressed, and the breath that was originally working as he wished suddenly became stagnant, and when it was, a stream of reverse blood poured up his throat.

For the sake of this irony, the ascetic head has not yet been so angry. What he was angry about was that this kind of words were actually said by a person like Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan, who was quick to act and reluctant to speak. For a long time, the jiāo Feng between the two, above the tongue, was humiliated by him to Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan, and now, he actually turned around, Rao is ascetic head tuo is excellent qi cultivation kung fu, and for a while, he couldn't stand it.

Fortunately, under the great fighting potential of the ascetic head tuo, the speed of reaction was extraordinary, and the strength of the stubborn gathering power resuppressed this mouthful of reverse blood back into the body, and did not spew out. Although, because of this powerful suppression, his internal organs were shaken again, but he felt that it was undoubtedly much better than being sprayed by the blood of popularity.

However, this is only the feeling in the heart of the ascetic head. In fact, the moment he suppressed it, a touch of cáo red also appeared on his face.

The monks present, who are not clear-eyed people, can see this scene clearly and clearly, so his behavior of covering up self-harm is actually not much different from doing it in vain.

"Hmph, Lin Daoyou, only I know best about my personal injuries, and it remains to be tested in the next battle! I hope that your self-deception can help you when the time comes!"

"Hehe-" Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan faced this, smiled faintly, and said, "It's really kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs, since the ascetic friend is so unappreciative, I am not in vain to be a good person, take me a sword again!"

While speaking, Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan had just successfully sneak attacked, and the snake sword that had established a miraculous skill suddenly became erect, as if swallowing an elephant, and it soared rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the snake sword turned into a hundred-foot giant tiger.

The giant tiger has a snow-white body and wings on its back, which is the white tiger that represents the fierce killing of the Western mythical beast.

The white tiger raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the four directions of heaven and earth corresponded, "Hula-" In the void, the immeasurable Gengjin qi came out, transforming into a powerful and extremely sharp sword qi, overwhelming the world, and rushed towards the ascetic head.

The sword aura was continuous, like a big river, setting off a ** làngcáo, surging impact.

Immediately after, the white tiger's wings shook, and it also disappeared in the great sword qi.

In the face of the countless sword qi great cáo, the ascetic head Tuo's face remained unchanged at all, because he knew very well that the power of these temporarily summoned sword qi was really limited compared to him, although there were a lot of them, but every time they could attack him, they were actually very limited, so he could deal with it calmly.

However, after the white tiger disappeared and disappeared into the sword qi great cáo, the skin of the ascetic head couldn't help but tremble. Because, the power represented by this white tiger is really capable of hurting him, and even killing him.

However, although the ascetic head had some jealousy in his heart, he did not retreat because of this and defended in an all-round way. On the contrary, he was one with the invisible sword body in time, incarnating into a sword light of a long and short length, and slashed ahead of the impact of the sword qi. ...,

The ascetic head is naturally not crazy, it is completely the result of his careful consideration. What he relied on was the combat potential that had burst out.

The sword qi is big, surging, pushing all obstacles. However, the ascetic head who went against the attack was like a swimming fish in the big cáo, and every time he was inconceivable, he followed the weakest point, shuttling through without much influence. Everything can be described as leisurely and self-satisfied.

However, this leisurely ascetic head did not last long, and soon, a miniature white tiger appeared in front of the ascetic head head, and the two wings behind it shook together, like a huge pair of scissors, towards the ascetic head head, fiercely slashing away.

The timing of the appearance of the white tiger is really good, and it is precisely at the critical juncture when the old power of the ascetic head has just gone and the new force has not yet been born. And the speed of its shearing and killing is faster than lightning and lightning, and it is difficult to dodge at all.

At this time, the fighting potential of the ascetic head once again showed his incomparable power. The sword light vibrate, and in an instant, a sword turned into a thousand swords, facing the supreme edge of the white tiger's winged giant scissors.

Every sword, if there is a lightweight, if there is nothing, do the trick of unloading, thousands of swords attack, there has not been a little mistake, everything, can be called perfect. In this way, after the superposition of thousands of swords, he actually took this sword hard.

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