Chapter 212: This Knife Breaks the Sky and the Earth!

Boundless gusts of cold wind.

Song Changming felt the familiar and strange knife momentum, and inexplicably felt a little nostalgic in his heart.

This cold wind is similar to the knife momentum of his Soul-breaking Knife, but its strength is higher.

Ding!

Song Changming broke through the cold wind, not intimidated by the opponent's knife momentum, raised the knife and chopped it head-on.

In an instant, the two knives clashed.

"Hmm!" Liu Yuan's face changed suddenly.

The terrible power surged along the opponent's long knife, surging!

Liu Yuan was chopped straight and flew out, his arms and body ached.

"I was careless, is it a natural supernatural power?"

Liu Yuan gritted his teeth to control his body shape, turned over and landed, and the bone knife was fiercely inserted into the ground to stop the retreat.

Under the perception of mental power, the breath on Song Changming's body was even more violent at this moment.

He was like facing a terrible prehistoric beast!

"No, this feeling is the Tianyuan Body Refining Technique of the Ghost Face King Kong Sect!" Liu Yuan blurted out, and actually identified the body refining secret technique that Song Changming had learned.

The Tianyuan Body Refining Technique itself came from a very powerful person in the Ghost Sword Sect in the past. It was one of the inheritances of his ancestors. How could he not recognize it!

Although this technique is now scattered all over the place, and many people have practiced this secret technique over the years, in the end no one has practiced it for a long time and become as powerful as his ancestor of the Ghost Sword Sect.

Most of them were backfired by this technique halfway through, and ended up going crazy and dying.

In contrast, Song Changming practiced this technique and reached this level, but he still looked intact and normal.

This is already an extremely rare situation.

"You know what you are talking about." Song Changming said, and his offensive did not decrease.

Stepping on the Flying Thunder Art, the power was fully released, and the rocks on the ground were crushed layer by layer by him, and the lightning rushed!

Boom!

Another slash, 60,000 jin of terrifying power poured into the knife, and three cyclones burst out with majestic internal energy.

Fire ignited on the dragon-patterned knife.

The next moment, as the long knife slashed, a fire was instantly set off all over the sky!

The heat wave rolled, as if it directly evaporated all the water vapor around it.

The dull feeling of suffocation lingered in Liu Yuan's chest, lingering.

No matter how the ghosts and evil winds howled, they were all completely dispelled by Song Changming's flaming knife!

This slash was going to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split, and the sea to dry up and the rocks to crumble!

This was also the strongest slash that Song Changming could burst out without using the blood-exploding secret technique to overdraw himself!

With his cultivation level rising and his strength improving to this point, he had never released his combat power so extremely!

He didn't want to drag the battle, because God knew if other cult members would suddenly rush out of the fog and threaten him.

So he had to fight quickly.

Liu Yuan felt the unstoppable force of this knife, and his heart was trembling with fear.

He had been practicing outside the domain until now, and had experienced thousands of wars of all sizes, and had been between life and death countless times.

Today, the feeling of life and death came again!

Liu Yuan's face was ferocious, and the blood on the big bone knife in his hand was running wild, turning into dozens of bloody evil spirits!

He had tried his best!

But the next moment, under the rolling flames and knife energy, these bloody evil spirits were annihilated the moment they took shape, and they had no time to burst out their power.

Even the strange big bone knife in Liu Yuan's hand broke under Song Changming's knife!

The surrounding clouds and mists were surging, and at this time many figures arrived looking for the movement here, and saw this shocking knife, and the remnants of the Ghost Knife Sect were split into two and almost exploded under this knife.

Huh!

The flames were lingering, and Song Changming looked like a fire god.

"Such a powerful flaming sword! Duan Fangshuo?" one of the people who arrived said in surprise.

"No, this person is not Duan Fangshuo." Another old monk shook his head.

Duan Fangshuo had been on the Heavenly Ranking, and his flaming sword was well-known.

So when they saw the power of such a flaming sword, they subconsciously thought that it was Duan Fangshuo who made the move.

It was not until Song Changming's eyes that looked like leaping flames that they were sure that the person in front of them was not Duan Fangshuo, but someone else.

Song Changming's internal energy calmed down, the leaping flames in his eyes extinguished, the sword energy of the long sword in his hand dissipated, and the dragon-patterned sword revealed was suggestive.

Some people have already vaguely guessed Song Changming's identity.

"In the past, I didn't know who the Dragon Swordsman on the Earth Ranking was, and he was able to suppress Jianya Nan Chenguang. Now I see that he is really a man of great reputation." A newly arrived Jianghu wanderer bowed to Song Changming.

"Are you Song Changming, the number one on the Earth List?" Hong Chang held two Xuanhua axes, squinted his eyes, and looked Song Changming up and down.

"You look so young?"

Behind him, there was a group of armored warriors, who were the team of the hidden Jinlin Sect.

In addition, the Dizang Palace team led by the old monk was also among them.

There were also several other teams of Dahan warriors, and there were 70 to 80 people gathered here.

"Hello, seniors." Song Changming looked calm and bowed in return.

"I am Jingchen, a common monk from Dizang Palace. Young man Song, you are welcome." The old monk held a Zen stick in his hand and smiled, with a kind face.

Behind him, some Dizang Palace martial monks looked at Song Changming with a bit of burning eyes.

They were all outstanding talents among the disciples of Dizang Palace, and they were also ranked on the Earth List, and they were all ranked at the top.

Now they met Song Changming, who was ranked first on the Earth Ranking, and just like Li Pu before, they wanted to prove themselves by competing with Song Changming.

If it weren't for the fact that this wasn't a place for a competition, they would have wanted to challenge Song Changming to a fight.

"Since there is nothing to do here, let's go ahead." Hong Chang said, and hurriedly left with a group of Jinlin Sect warriors.

"Does Young Master Song have a team? It would be very dangerous if you act alone in this fog." The old monk Jingchen asked.

Song Changming shook his head. He did come in alone.

"If you are willing, you can act with me so that we can take care of each other." Monk Jingchen said.

"I have taken note of your reminder. I have other trivial matters to do on this trip. I have to look for the disciples of Wangyue Pavilion." Song Changming declined the invitation.

He did not forget the purpose of this trip. He went to confirm Liu Yan'er's condition first.

"Wangyue Pavilion? Fairy Yuehan arrived here yesterday and is killing the evil cult members in the deep fog. I heard that she is fighting with the people of Lianshi Sect recently." Monk Jingchen said.

"Lianshi Sect." Song Changming thanked him and then walked away.

His figure merged into the fog and soon disappeared.

"He is a talented person with unlimited future achievements. Don't die here." Old Monk Jingchen said as he watched Song Changming leave.

Walking alone in the fog, heading north.

The strange roars of wild beasts could be heard, one after another.

Occasionally, a black shadow passed over the fog above his head.

Those were the movements of fog beasts.

When some fog beasts appeared, they ignored Song Changming in the fog, while others stayed and refused to leave, attacking Song Changming.

Fortunately, Song Changming did not encounter too difficult fog beasts, nor did he fall into a hard battle.

The battle with the remnants of the Ghost Blade Sect just now was the most intense, at least it forced out his true strength under normal circumstances.

"It's a pity that the flesh and blood of these fog beasts cannot be eaten." Song Changming said to himself.

Although he was not injured in the continuous fighting, he was exhausted.

Soon he felt a little hungry. Since his appetite was different from that of ordinary people, the food he brought was only enough for one day at most, so he didn't eat much.

This also made him a little envious of the corpses of the fog beasts on the ground. Unfortunately, even if the flesh and blood of the fog beasts contained rich energy and nutrients, they were inedible like poison.

However, Song Changming didn't have to worry too much about the problem of food.

Even if the flesh and blood of the fog beasts were inedible in this foggy place, other serious beasts still existed. In a short time, they would not all disappear due to the sudden fog.

As long as he was patient, it should not be difficult to find food in this fog.

After walking for a while, Song Changming finally found a river under the fog.

The river flowed slowly downstream, not turbulent.

Standing by the river, he circulated his internal energy and continuously ejected energy from his fingertips.

In a short while, several fat fish nearly one meter long floated to the surface of the water with their bellies turned upside down. They were not fog beasts.

After a simple preparation, he made a fire, set up wood, and grilled the fish.

After a while, the two big fish on the fire gradually spread with a slightly burnt meat smell.

Sprinkle with the seasoning made by Song Pingan, and a delicious grilled fish is ready.

The only regret is that there is no good wine.

Song Changming held the big piece of fish meat and ate it while looking at the other side of the river.

Logically speaking, he is now in the deep fog, which is almost the same as the direction the old monk said.

The activity location led by the deputy leader of Wangyue Pavilion should be nearby.

Song Changming planned to have a full meal and then look for traces along the river.

Just when he ate one of the big fish and was still unsatisfied and was about to reach out for the next big fish, he suddenly stopped and frowned.

The internal energy in his body floated and turned into a gust of wind, blowing away the surrounding fog.

The next moment, there were several consecutive roars, and the sound of fighting came from far to near.

With a whoosh, two figures rushed out of the fog and landed at the riverside where Song Changming was.

Song Changming sat on a rock and looked up.

They were two swordsmen, one of whom was wearing the same uniform as the swordsman Song Changming had seen before.

The other one was young, wearing a black outfit, which was not much different in style. He held a green long sword in his hand, which was quite peculiar.

This person was the young master of Jianya, Nan Chenguang!