Chapter 1175: The Sword Dao of the Wind in the Mid-Eleventh Middle
"This is what I came across before and should be for you. ”
The Flying Snow Sword Emperor had seen Shi Xiaole make a move, and of course he knew that what he had comprehended was the Sword Dao of the Wind, and it was obvious that the level of the Dao of the Wind was inferior to the Dao of the Sword.
If he can comprehend the way of wind here, it must be good for Shi Xiaole, as for how long it will take and whether it can succeed, it is not something that the Flying Snow Sword Emperor can manage.
"Senior, thank you!"
Because of the speculation in his heart, Shi Xiaole was not only grateful to the Flying Snow Sword Emperor, but also had an indescribable closeness, and this closeness fell in the eyes of the Flying Snow Sword Emperor, which also made his eyes move slightly, but he didn't say anything.
After half a day of recuperation, Shi Xiaole's serious injuries have recovered as much as seventy percent, and he did not hesitate to rush into the grassland storm.
Wow!
As soon as he entered, Shi Xiaole's first feeling was pain.
The oncoming wind is not like the wind, but a carved steel knife, carrying infinite power, if it is replaced by an ordinary Heavenly Realm Martial Emperor to come in, I am afraid that it will be blown into ashes immediately.
Urging the sword path of the wind, Shi Xiaole was like a divine sword, constantly moving closer to the center of the storm, and there were three martial artists sitting along the way, and after sensing the movement, they opened their eyes one after another.
"Boy, get out. ”
A man in brown drank coldly.
"Hehe, I finally joined forces to kill the martial arts light body, but I didn't expect that someone would come in and pick up the ready-made ones immediately. ”
Another pockmarked old woman had a gloomy face.
The last person looked at the outer part of the storm, and the Flying Snow Sword Emperor, who had not yet left, pouted and did not speak.
Others don't know the Flying Snow Sword Emperor, but because of an accident in the past, he knows the existence of the other party, and he knows that the other party's strength is terrifying.
Shi Xiaole came with the Flying Snow Sword Emperor, and he only offended when he was full. It's okay, just let those two people go to death, one in and one out, but one less person, which is more beneficial to him.
Seeing that Shi Xiaole ignored it, the man in brown and the old woman were angry.
To be able to comprehend in such an environment, no one is a mediocre person. In fact, these two are masters of the same era as Emperor Ziqiong, so they can not be despised by others.
Dancing with a mace in his hand, the man in brown shook his arm and swept violently, and the mace drove the power of the storm and quickly surrounded Shi Xiaole from all directions.
The old woman's weapon was a pair of extremely rare copper cymbals, and I didn't see how she urged it, the copper cymbals were divided into four pieces, pulling up the long tail of the storm, like four heavenly knives that cut everything, killing Shi Xiaole.
"They are all masters of the Wind Martial Arts, and their realms are higher than mine. ”
As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was any, how vicious Shi Xiaole's eyesight was.
The wind martial arts of the man in brown and the old woman are not pure, the former is biased towards destruction, and the latter is biased towards speed, but they are infinitely close to the peak of twelve, and the strength of the two in the storm will be stronger than normal.
The right hand was raised lightly, the sword light flashed on the ground, and with two sonorous sounds, the two pieces of copper cymbals were knocked out by Shi Xiaole, and then, the sword qi looped, and the remaining two pieces followed in the footsteps of the first two.
However, because the injury had not healed, and because the Wind Sword Dao was not as good as the opponent's, Shi Xiaole also retreated a distance, but he also happened to avoid the attack of the man in brown.
"Humph!"
The old woman's face changed. Outside the Land of Creation, she had seen Shi Xiaole make a move, but she didn't pay attention to it, she didn't expect the other party to have a hand.
The arrogance swelled, and the old woman frantically urged the copper cymbals to kill Shi Xiaole, due to the excessive speed, a series of copper shadows were almost formed, and the storm just erased one string, and another string would be born immediately.
"Playing a thousand waves!"
The man in brown also felt very faceless, and the mace was danced with thousands of vigor by him, and by the storm, he pushed Shi Xiaole heavily, blocking his retreat.
The sword momentum continued to rise, and before the attack of the two of them arrived, Shi Xiaole took the lead in slashing out a sword, this sword gave people the feeling that it could not be dodged, and it could not be dodged, passing through the copper cymbals and qi, and slashing towards the old woman.
It is the best attack in the world, "Jade Burning".
"What?"
The old woman hurriedly waved her palm in response, and with a loud bang, her body flew upside down, and blood flowed from her palm.
Shi Xiaole was also knocked away by the attack of the two, bleeding from his mouth and nose, but on the way back, he quickly swung a "jade burning" at the man in brown.
After several struggles, the man in brown and the old woman were shocked to find that they couldn't control Shi Xiaole when they joined forces, but gradually gained the upper hand by the other party.
Knowing that he couldn't fight any longer, the man in brown took the lead in retreating and rushed towards the other end of the center of the storm. Seeing this, the old woman gritted her teeth with hatred, but she could only leave this place, one-on-one, she would definitely not be able to stop Shi Xiaole.
Shi Xiaole hid the coldness in his eyes.
It's not time to think about it yet, there are still two figures in the center of the storm who are contemplating, absorbing the essence of the Wind Martial Dao anytime and anywhere, and they can't drag it out any longer.
rushed into the center of the storm, probably because the two of them were at a critical juncture, ignoring Shi Xiaole, Shi Xiaole calmed down and quickly entered a state of understanding.
"This kid is tired of life, dare to snatch food!"
"Hehe, I'm looking for my own death. ”
The brown-clothed man and the old woman in the distance laughed.
The two people in the center of the storm are well-known demonic figures, but things are not human, and not many people know now, and when the two of them end their understanding, it will be Shi Xiaole's death!
The storm continues.
However, those who are interested can find that the strength of the storm is constantly weakening, and wisps of essence are constantly pouring into the three people at the center of the storm. In particular, one of the Tsing Yi figures is the most.
If the essence of the wind absorbed by the other two can be regarded as a stream, then the essence of the wind absorbed by the figure of Tsing Yi is a surging river, which is completely incomparable.
As for the three people on the periphery, they can only be regarded as ditch water, which is not worth mentioning.
"The perception is beyond expectations. ”
The Flying Snow Sword Emperor witnessed all this and couldn't help but show a different color.
His own comprehension is high enough, but compared to Shi Xiaole, it is obviously more than a grade lower, and the other party's comprehension is the only one he has seen in his life, no, maybe there is one more.
In the mind of the Flying Snow Sword Emperor, a vague figure faintly appeared. During these days, there are often inexplicable clips flashing in front of his eyes, and the vague figure in it is very similar to Shi Xiaole, but he feels that he is not the same person.
Call!
If Shi Xiaole's Wind Sword Dao is split, the sword path level may exceed eleven percent, and the wind path level will be ten percent at most. But at this time, after absorbing enough wind essence, coupled with the previous accumulation, the wind channel level began to climb.
Ten out of ten medium.
Ten percent later.
Ten percent of the peak.
......
In a loud sound that only Shi Xiaole could hear, floating in the sea of consciousness, the originally translucent cyan sword suddenly became greener, brighter, and more transparent, and the invisible wind blade circulated around the cyan sword.
The Sword Dao of the Wind broke through to the middle of the eleventh at this moment.
But that's not the end. Because Shi Xiaole's sword realm was too high, after the qualitative change in the way of the wind, the ascension of the sword path of the wind could not be stopped.
It's only half an hour.
The Wind Sword Dao broke through from the middle of the eleventh to the late eleventh percent, which is equivalent to the top martial arts of the late twelve. At this moment, Shi Xiaole's martial arts realm is no longer inferior to any peerless master!
At the same time, the outside world is the center of the storm.
Among the two figures sitting cross-legged, one of them opened his eyes, and his cold gaze shot at Shi Xiaole.
"Bad things, if it weren't for you, the Charm Wind Martial Dao after my breakthrough would be stronger than now, die!"
The Demon Ancestor was ruthless, and his skill was urged to ten percent, and the palm carrying the high-grade gloves slapped Shi Xiaole fiercely.
"Hahaha......"
In the distance, the man in brown who saw this scene laughed wildly in his heart. Let you break through, how about breaking through hard.