Chapter 289 Rebirth From the Dead (Please Recommend and Ask for a Monthly Ticket)

This is the unity of spirit and martial arts? Wei Xu shuddered slightly, his heart lost its rhythm, fluctuating fast and slow. With incomparable focus, he carefully sensed and identified the part of his true energy that was borrowed. Unexpectedly, he has not touched Zong Shou's body yet. It has been merged into one, a complete fusion.

If we talk about this part, it is because he has already integrated spiritual law, martial arts, and martial arts into one furnace, and Zong Shou can easily do it.

Then all the powers in Zong Shou's body are in harmony, but it is clearly a sign that they are about to completely merge into one!

There is neither conflict nor dissonance. No matter what aspect of performance, it is in line with the standard concept in his heart.

The mixture of humility and true energy also made Zong Shou's energy suddenly increase several times! One is really a mixture of spirit and martial arts!

Wei Xu was stunned again, and almost forgot to maintain the mountain below. It wasn't until he felt shaking under his feet that he suddenly woke up. With just a slight step forward, the entire mountain is fixed again.

"So, I made a lot of money this time?"

Thinking of the master who gave up the Sword Sect, Wei Xu had no intention of gloating. He is actually the same as that one now.

He, Wei Xu, actually missed it, really missed it! Fourteen years old, with two congenital veins, nocturnal travel realm, psychic swordsmanship. After that, I need to add another word "Lingwuheyi"! What kind of monster is this? Could it be God Bless the Monster Race? Don't make it dead?

After contemplating for a moment, Wei Xu could only sigh slightly: "Master, you are blessed by the spirit of heaven. No matter what, I have also found you a top-notch inheritance disciple. You must protect me, Wei Xu, from being punished by those few disciples in the future." Senior brother, give me a beating."

At the center of the mountain, there was another boom. The black-clothed old man's beard and hair were disheveled, and his whole body was completely smashed into the ground.

The seventh sword! The eighth sword! Ninth sword! The tenth sword!

Just like forging iron, with inertia, a sword strikes down without any change.

The old man in black has a golden complexion, let him dodge and move, resist with all his strength.

But still can't avoid it, can't stop the sword energy from smashing. But that damned kid above is breathing every breath. Infuriating spiritual power. Even more harmonious, the power of the sword energy will naturally increase.

I have a vague feeling that this kid's real strength should not be in the realm of heaven. I don't know why his body hasn't collapsed yet by manipulating this power dozens of times beyond the limit with the realm of the earth wheel?

Then I was suddenly startled, why hasn't this mountain collapsed yet? Where did Zong Shou borrow such amazing power from?

His consciousness was already icy cold, but at this moment, he was even more surprised. Almost all spiritual perceptions concentrated towards the place where Wei Xu stood.

Then in the next moment, he no longer cares about anything. Dive directly into the depths of the ground, and flee to that distance.

"Want to escape?"

Zong Shouxu stepped into the air, opened his drunken eyes, and saw the old man in black suddenly disappear into the pit. Immediately furious: "I haven't had enough, don't run away!"

With another swing of the sword, the light of the sword fully unfolded, approaching a thousand feet impressively. The Thunder Wing Dragon Snake also suddenly became more powerful, and its body that was originally a hundred feet long also appeared in an instant. Explode ten times! Terrible!

With a swing of the sword, he directly entered the mountain. It was as easy as cutting a sharp knife into mashed tofu, right on top of this mountain. A sword mark hundreds of feet deep was left, filled with smoke and dust.

And the whole Xuanshan shook again. Everyone in the ruins of Tie Gang Temple was terrified. I am afraid that this mountain will collapse immediately.

In the next moment, there was another resounding 'clang'. It was like thousands of fiery talismans exploding in the mountain.

The ground in a radius of tens of miles is shaking,

In the ears of everyone, a muffled hum was also heard. The battle at this moment is beyond everyone's field of vision.

Only a few people with exceptionally sensitive spiritual sense could feel a disordered breath coming from the other side of Xuanshan Mountain. His aura is obscure, and it seems that he has suffered a lot.

But Kong Zongshou still refused to give up. As if he knew how the old man in black would react, his eyes were red, and he swooped down again in that direction.

There is a surge of fighting spirit in the eyes. The whole consciousness is completely messed up. Xi who was able to fight a powerful enemy with all his strength; Yiren almost suffered fierce wrath because of himself; regret that he had carelessly underestimated the enemy, all mixed together.

Make his mind very focused. Swing the sword, swing the sword again! Until I can no longer wave it!

Even if he knows that the gap between himself and this Martial Master is too big to make up, and his whole body is on the verge of collapse, he still has to fight!

When the twelfth sword was swung down, the entire sky of Xuanshan City seemed to be split in half!

After all, in his consciousness, he still didn't want to hurt the people in Xuanshan City below, so the angle was controlled, and it was slightly shifted.

Then there was a sound of 'Keng,' with boundless force. The figure of the black-clothed old man was directly knocked out of the range of Xuanshan City, and retreated dozens of miles away.

Zong Shou's figure still followed him like a shadow, chasing after him, passing through the city wall. Seeing this, Wei Xu shook his head slightly, and hurriedly stepped into the air, following closely behind. I just feel that Zong Shou is borrowing from him and using more and more zhenqi power.

"I used to think that the more he used his swordsmanship, the worse it became. Now, it seems that he did it on purpose. If the power is borrowed, it will naturally be more difficult to manipulate. Is it possible to win with strength and speed? It is somewhat similar to the path taken by the senior brother. .It’s just that the body of the younger brother is really worrying. This realm is still too weak one by one.”

Frowning, Wei Xu drew a talisman in the air. Waves of aura, along with the fading true energy, quietly flowed into Zong Shou's body.

Zong Shou didn't realize it at all, the thirteenth sword! The fourteenth sword!

The large wheat fields outside the city were razed one after another. Silt and sand flew, and sword lights slashed across the night sky.

The black-clothed old man originally wanted to escape, and he didn't want to fight back. But every time he escaped for a few miles, he was interrupted by the sword light chasing behind him, forcing him to stop and fight.

Not far away, the young man in Confucian uniform who made him unable to see the truth clearly followed behind two hundred feet with a calm expression. The inexplicable color in the eyes made people feel even more guilty.

In the end, he was impatient, and the old man simply turned around, with a blue face on his face, and a cruel expression in his eyes: "You are making progress, I think you are looking for death! Do you really think I can't kill you?"

Before the words fell, the whole person, together with the sword, suddenly rushed back, and in a flash, he was in front of Zong Shou. The body and sword are united, and the speed of travel almost ignores the laws of heaven and earth. The distance between mouths and mouths is almost over.

In Zong Shou's heart, alarm bells suddenly sounded, and a feeling of extreme danger, close to death, suddenly lingered in his heart.

Fast, really fast! This sword" was so fast that it exceeded the limit of his reaction! He would definitely die, and his head would definitely be severed!

The tip of the sword qi is within easy reach. It only takes one hundredth of an instant to take his life away.

At this moment, Zong Shou couldn't even think of resisting. It was at the bottom of his heart that he almost completely froze despair and was ready to die. A strong sense of unwillingness rose again in his delirious mind.

Who are you? You are Sword Emperor Tanqiu! A lifetime of virtual reality, nine thousand seven hundred and forty-seven battles, only in the first half of life. When I first learned kendo, I lost nineteen matches!

Since then, he has been invincible and has no defeats! This is why people in the cloud world regard him as the emperor of the sword.

How could he lose in the hands of such an unknown old man here today?

Don't you boast that you get stronger when you meet the strong? Why are you willing to give up on such a small scene?

No matter how sharp the sword is, so what if you don't fight or work hard, how will you know the final outcome?

The almost desperate gaze suddenly sharpened. Around Zong Shou's body, groups of purple thunder suddenly danced wildly.

On the Thunder Wing Sword, the Thunder Wing Sun Snake, which was already a little sluggish, also began to twist and circle again, struggling and dancing wildly.

The mighty sword energy gushing out also extended to nine hundred and ninety-nine feet!

Although he is definitely invincible, although this sword may be the last sword. But he is determined to swing out! Even if you die in the next moment, you must go all out.

A swordsman has no fear, if Lao can't wield his own sword, what kind of sword emperor is he? What qualifications do you have to aspire to the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Around Zong Shou's body, an illusory figure seemed to emerge. In the previous life in the God Emperor game, the Sword Emperor Tan Qiu who was once invincible and invincible with a single sword!

"The epee has no front, it's too clever to work, cut it!"

Regardless of the magic sunflower sword energy that was already close at hand, with a single strike, the sound, movement and movement in the whole world seemed to be all for a short time. There was only the sharp howl of the surging sword light, and the muffled sound of the thunder bursting.

When the sword came out, his thoughts of life were gone, so this sword will end together, and die together with the enemy! Put yourself to death and come back to life!

The pupils of the old man in black shrank to the extreme. At the last moment, he suddenly drew his sword and turned back to stand in front of him.

When the two swords collided, it was unexpectedly silent. There are only waves of invisible ripples spreading around within the tens of miles of space.

The soil turned into dust, and the wheat straw shattered.

Even the majestic city wall tens of miles away is missing a part. The wall for an entire mile was completely shattered and defeated by this wave of destruction. Only a thin layer remained, without harming the houses behind.

The two-fingered sword in the black-clothed old man's hand, after a few breaths, completely turned into powder, scattered with the wind, and scattered in all directions.

Between the eyebrows, there was also a bloodstain. His eyes were filled with horror and astonishment, and he looked up. There was a thin figure who was also full of scars, his eyes were open, and he stood firmly in the void.

His distorted face made it hard for him to accept that this young man who had been fighting with him for more than a quarter of an hour actually only had the cultivation of the second innate lineage. With the realm of the earth wheel, he, the Martial Venerable with the four veins of the sky wheel, was forced to such a situation!

He almost couldn't take that sword just now! He almost died here! (to be continued)! .