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Zhuang Wudao stood in the air, moving and flickering on top of an undulating mountain.

'Thousands of miles of magnetic killing, the effect after cultivation exceeded his imagination, and the speed increase was not three times as much as he expected, but as much as five times

And the manipulation of light and heavy forces within a range of thousands of zhang is not sixty times, but plus or minus eighty times the speed.

He could press any mid-Qi Cultivation Realm cultivator to the ground and couldn't move. You can also retort from Yuan Magnetism and bounce this person to a height of 500 zhang in the sky.

And the speed of retreat that exceeded the usual magnetic retreat by five times meant that when Zhuang Wudao was fleeing with all his strength within this thousand zhang, he could get infinitely close to the Jindan cultivator.

In these sixty breaths, it is never an exaggeration to say that he is like a ghost and a person is like a swift shadow.

However, if the speed is too fast, there is also the disadvantage of blocking. Zhuang Wudao couldn't adapt to it, obviously he wanted to stop, but under the effect of inertia, he continued to slide forward. Obviously, he wanted to turn in front, but he found that he was powerless to manipulate the body elemental magnet.

This is true on flat ground, not to mention those with complex terrain. Like a hill and woodland, Zhuang Wudao estimated that he didn't need anyone else to do it, and he could kill himself if he hit it.

Fortunately, there are still clouds-

At this time, it is not in reality, but in the dream created by Yun'er. His thousand-mile magnetic killing can be used without restrictions.

Combined with the previous scene on the Half Moon Lake, when he performed this 'Thousand Miles Magnetic Killing', he simulated a roughly similar effect in the dream.

And not only the peaks and hills of the mountains, the clouds and skies underground, the grass and secret forests, and even the extremely cold lava land, are all simulated for Zhuang Wudao to practice.

The main reason is that the consciousness can adapt to the five-fold magnetic escape speed, and in reality there is still a need to find another way.

Every day, he only has sixty breaths to practice the 'Thousand Miles Magnetic Killing, the ultimate escape method.

Yun'er stood in the distance, watching quietly. Until Zhuang Wudao, he can gradually move freely between the undulating mountains, and the turning is unhindered. Only then did he say lightly: "Sword Master, are you ready?"

Zhuang Wudao's figure immediately stopped leisurely and stood thousands of feet away from Yun'er. With a flick of his hand, there was an extra bright long sword, which was the style of the Qingyun Sword.

"Be careful"

Seeing that Yun'er was still light, there was no change, and Zhuang Wudao didn't care.

In his memory, Yun'er had always been like this, no matter what kind of tricks he used in front of her, he couldn't move her.

The first thing is to start with a thousand miles of magnetic killing, and then it is a 'big broken cloud,'

The cloud-shattering style of the big monument wrestler is a very powerful one, and in terms of palm power alone, it is still above the smashing stele style and the inch strength type, but it needs to charge three breaths.

The Monument Throwing Pose can hit eight times the palm power, while the Cloud Shattering Pose is ten times stronger

After transforming the occult supernatural power, the 'Great Shattered Cloud' shortened the charging time to one breath, and the palm power increased to fourteen times.

In addition, there is another benefit in the dream world. Originally, with Zhuang Wudao's body, he would never dare to go all out in reality, and at most he would only be twelve times as strong as Liliang to the limit.

However, in this dream space transformed by clouds, Zhuang Wudao no longer had to scruple about it, and he would not be able to bear it.

And with the infusion of the true yuan, the light cloud sword also emitted a brilliant luster. failed to cultivate the cattle across the mountain, nor could he be like the Jindan monks, and the true yuan was released.

Zhuang Wudao could only hold the sword in his hand, so that he could exert the fourteen times the 'Great Shattered Cloud'.

"Secret Style, Punish God"

The sword light flashed up, and it shuttled forward like a silver thread. The brilliant sword brilliance is still dazzling, and the sword aura is overflowing. The figure of Zhuang Wudao in the rear is almost completely covered.

Yun'er's figure also retreated rapidly at this time. But after a while, he gave up on this idea.

Under the weight of the magnetic element, the speed at which she retreated was also slowed down to an extreme. It was not proportional to the sword light that pierced straight at all.

Yu Crisp stood still, raised the long sword in his right hand, and drew irregular circles in front of him, ring after ring, square or round. The action is an understatement, but it seems to have brought the sword momentum of the opposite side into control little by little.

The invisible and shadowless sword power, like an invisible silk thread, is entangled and encircled.

However, the silver sword light was also constantly fluttering, rising or falling, left or right, fluctuating, drawing a snake-like trajectory. With just a few changes, he struggled out of the sword circle drawn by Yun'er.

Then he accelerated violently, and a sword shuttled, directly piercing through Yun'er's eyebrows.

And Zhuang Wudao's sword momentum was only barely retracted until hundreds of zhang away, and the stabbing momentum stopped. And the figure of Yun'er behind him gathered again after the smoke dissipated.

Looking at the sword in his hand, Zhuang Wudao had a different color on his face. This is the first time in a dream that the Sword Spirit has been defeated.

In the past, when Yun'er fed him tricks, no matter how he changed his moves, no matter how painstakingly he laid out, he couldn't get close to Yun'er's body.

However, today, he was able to scatter Yun'er's figure with a sword.

His eyes were dazed, and it wasn't until a moment later that Zhuang Wudao recovered, and then turned around strangely and faced Luo Qingyun again: "Yun'er, why is this? Why don't you go all out?"

He didn't believe that with Luo Qingyun's martial arts attainments and knowledge, he couldn't stop himself. Take a step back, here is the dream Shijie created by Yun'er, and everything is dominated by Yun'er.

"The sword master's current opponent is only a monk at the peak of Qi cultivation at most. What's the point of me fighting against the Sword Master with the power of the Zhuji Dan?"

Yun'er shook her head and said, "The only way to resist the sword master's sword with the same cultivation is the supernatural power." Yun'er really couldn't think of any kind of occult magic that could fight against the sword master's god. ”

Zhuang Wudao's face was even more weird: "How could it not be?" For example, the Blue Emperor Immortal, for example, if you don't extinguish your body, you don't need to avoid my sword stabbing." Moreover, just now I felt that my sword was only at the level of a second-grade peerless. ”

"It is the body of the battle soul of the sword master at the peak level of the second grade, and when the Yuan Shen Realm awakens in the future, this style of punishment can be sent to the first-grade realm."

Yun'er first corrected, and then looked at the sword in Zhuang Wudao's hand with complicated eyes.

"The sword master may not have felt it himself just now, but in fact, the moment you took out the sword, you had already merged the hall Wuji, the 'Broken Mountains and Rivers, and the Great Compassion Sword Intent. The immortality and immortality of the Blue Emperor are not extinguished by the fire body, although they can be immortal and immortal within ten breaths, but they refer to the physical body. Hard-catching your sword, no matter who you are, will surely shatter the soul and die. Throughout the Five Tribulations, in my memory, there was indeed no kind of occult art that could resist this form. Unless it's a metaphysics, but it's a paradox. Before the Jindan Realm, it was impossible for any monk to cultivate a supernatural power. Sword Master, you are indeed worthy of being born with a battle soul."

Zhuang Wudao's thing is this type of connected vein mysticism, named the formula, but it is quite promising for this sword and divine power.

However, the final result is this formula, which really has the power to punish the gods.

"Is that so?"

Zhuang Wudao didn't know whether he should be surprised or happy, maybe because the surprise was too much, but he didn't know how to express it.

"That's it," Yun'er said in a light tone: "If I want to resist this sword, I either need to be stronger than the sword master's cultivation, or I need to cast a mystical magic power that should not appear in this realm." What's the point?"

Zhuang Wudao subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, even if he knew that it was a dream, he still wanted to grab something. At this time, Yun'er's words made him feel unrealistic and illusory.

"There will never be no weaknesses?

"There are shortcomings, the sword is not hidden enough when cast, and it is not sudden enough. It will make the opponent aware in advance and cannot be taken by surprise. ”

Yun'er fell into contemplation: "But this can't be regarded as a weakness, this sword doesn't need to be hidden in the shadows, and there is no need to be surprised." The style of punishing the gods, the sword speed is unparalleled in the world, and the head-on duel can punish any cultivator under the sword. Even if you find out in advance and prepare in advance, you can't resist it. ”

Zhuang Wudao smiled bitterly, it was indeed not hidden enough suddenly. Just the 'big broken cloud' needs a full breath of time to recharge.

And the power of that Yuan Magnet unfolded, covering thousands of zhang, even people who did not cultivate divine consciousness could feel that the situation was abnormal

"So the only weakness is the sword master's body. Just kill the Sword Master when he casts the sword. Or after the sword is out, you can crack the sword with a rare divine weapon and intercept the sword master's body halfway. ”

Zhuang Wudao knew in his heart that before the sword came out, he himself could not move for a while, which was indeed a weakness

And if there is a sword intercepted in the middle, the target is not your own sword, but your own body. Under such a high-speed impact, you don't even need the opponent to exert force, and you have to hurt yourself when you hit it.

When he casts the Divine Punishment Style, the sword momentum is straight forward, and it is impossible for him to move and dodge completely freely.

However, it is not that there is no way to improve, one is to continue to refine the physical body, strengthen the magnetic element hegemony, and the other is to cultivate the technique of fighting cattle across the mountain, or to achieve the release of Jindan True Yuan, so there is no need to use the sword to avoid this risk. The three are the simplest, and the bull demon overlord body is also integrated into this sword and god.

"However, with the martial arts knowledge of a Qi Realm cultivator, there are very few people who can crack this sword. It's Yun'er, if you can't know the sword master's sword, you can't react in advance. Therefore, until the sword master has made up for the flaw in this sword, no one who has seen this style of swordsmanship can survive in the world. ”

After saying this, Yun'er concluded: "All in all, the sword master's style of punishing the gods has infinite potential. If I were you, I would try to collect strange things like the Canghai Tongmai Stone. Or maybe it's possible, to accomplish a miracle. Before Jindan, cultivate a product of supernatural powers. ”

Zhuang Wudao shook his head, the Canghai Tongmai Stone, that is a rarer thing than the Canghai Seven Aperture Stone.

And even the latter one, the Red Jade Immortal Fruit, which was one grade lower, made the monks of the Seven Peaks of the Two Mountains of Lichen all break their heads.