Yang Jian's big lance swept across, and the half-moon-shaped swing of inner strength cut everyone in its path in half. Not only the people, but also the agitated smoke and dust were cut open and then blown away by a gust of wind.
But
Where is the shadow of Sheng Tu
At this moment, Yang Jian's heart suddenly moved, and his body wanted to move a few meters sideways, letting go of the internal energy he had swept out and then retracted. He couldn't help frowning, and found that Shengtu was really difficult. In terms of the direct strength of the offensive, Shengtu might not be considered particularly powerful. But the weirdest thing about this person is that he can wantonly hide his cultivation base in others' cultivation base, which is difficult to detect.
If Yang Jian had withdrawn that inner energy just now, he might have been tricked again.
Although Yang Jian avoids it, is he going to avoid it again and again? It is true that a great practitioner can use very little internal energy to urge the vitality of the world to fight, but this does not mean that it will not be consumed at all. If the fight continues like this, Yang Jian will not be able to recover the internal strength he uses every time. Although the internal strength will not be exhausted in a very short period of time, if things go on like this, Shengtu will definitely win in the end.
And Shengtu himself knew this very well, so he used the opportunity of being knocked into the air by Yang Jian before to escape. He must be hiding somewhere, and the weirdest part of his cultivation is hiding. He can hide his cultivation base in other people's inner strength, or hide it in the earth. What's more, he said that he has three slaughters, and there is another most powerful method that he has not used.
Yang Jian looked around with a serious expression on his face.
far away
Da Zizai has already swept over without a sound, stopped a few hundred meters away and looked at this side.
"It's a very special kind of practice. Is this selflessness?"
He muttered to himself.
Without me
He summed up Shengtu's cultivation in these two words.
What is no self? According to the description in Buddhist classics, selflessness is a state of Buddhist masters, but it is not a state of cultivation, but a state of the soul of people who are truly immersed in the essence of Buddhism. The realm of thought has also been summed up by Buddhists. Those who only study Buddhism are obsessed with it in the first period, hoping to sublimate their own bodies. This period is called focusing on self.
When they realize that I am actually a very small individual, very small compared to the Buddha's world, they will have a realization that I am not important, but Buddha is important. This period is called light ego.
After lightening me, there is no self.
Perhaps those who devote themselves to the study of Buddhism will not understand the realm of martial arts practitioners. They don't know what is the transparent state, nor what is the near-heaven state. And people who practice martial arts can't understand the thinking of these people who are purely pursuing the spiritual realm. Even if they are free, they can't tell what the selfless state of Buddhism is like.
He saw that Shengtu's cultivation method was very strange, and he naturally thought of the word Wuwu in his mind.
It is difficult to understand the non-self of Buddhism, but it is easy to understand the non-self of Shengtu when Dazizai talks about it.
Shengtu is not Shengtu
He can be many people.
It is precisely because of this selflessness that Yang Jian finds it difficult to deal with. If Shengtu didn't want to face Yang Jian head-on, then he could use this weird cultivation to hide himself. He hides underground, and his breath is the breath of the earth. He hides in the crowd, his breath is the breath of others.
"It's getting more and more interesting."
He seemed to be muttering to himself, and he seemed to be talking to an illusory person. There was no one around him or even in a large area around him, but his expression really seemed to be telling someone.
"You asked me to come to the Central Plains to help Yang Jian restore the Sui Kingdom. Although I don't know what the purpose is, I think you are right. You let the people of the Buddhist sect do their best to enter the Central Plains and stop those who cross the border. ...It seems that it is not a particularly difficult task. Now in the Central Plains, it seems that there are not many people who cross the border, only a few."
A very different kind of emotion flashed in his eyes. Is that a kind of... admiration
At this time, King Dalunming is dead, and Wan Xingchen is dead. With his cultivation base, who else should he worship? And who is worthy of his worship
"yes."
He nodded, as if instructed.
Then he rubbed his ears and looked around.
there
Yang Jian seemed to be still looking for Shengtu's trace, so he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Then he turned to Yang Jian and said, "Your Majesty, Shengtu is hiding in the ground three hundred steps to your left."
Although his voice was not loud, it was still heard clearly in Yang Jian's ears after drifting hundreds of meters.
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and then he jumped up a little bit in the air, and threw the big lance in his hand in mid-air. The big lance like black lightning came in an instant, and poked at the place Da Zizai said with a bang. Under the huge force, that piece of land is like a lake wave that has been thrown into a big rock, but what turns up is not a water wave but a soil wave!
One second before the big lance stabbed, a figure emerged from the soil, and quickly avoided it, narrowly avoiding the big lance's bombardment.
The black shadow fell lightly and tens of meters away, looking a little embarrassed.
The moment he landed, he turned his head to look at Da Zizai in the distance, his eyes filled with sinister hatred.
"Why do you look at me like that?"
Da Zizai smiled at him and said, "Your means are indeed a headache, but they just don't make much sense to me."
Great freedom
The power of terrain is available.
Shengtu hid underground, hiding his aura, he was like a piece of dirt. However, for Dazi who can use the terrain, this method is really meaningless. After Dazi controlled the terrain, he could easily find him.
"Is this Yang Jian who thinks he is invincible?"
Shengtu panted heavily, and looked at Yang Jian with some contempt: "When will you be able to win a real fight without others helping you?"
Yang Jian waved, and the big lance flew back again: "It's enough for me to win."
…
…
"pity."
Yang Jian looked at Shengtu and said slowly: "I gave you a chance, and I hope to make you one of the people who stand by my side. But you think you have a chance to win... This is because your vision is too low and you are blindly confident. You have a look… "
Yang Jian stretched out his finger and looked in the direction of his finger. The Sui army had already broken through the defense line of the victorious army. The Iron Armored Army tore apart the array laid out by the Sheng Army. Although the method of burning that Sheng Tu had thought of before caused a lot of damage to the Iron Armored Army, it was still unable to resist in the end.
And because a cannon exploded, the soldiers at the Firearms Battalion lost their courage. Shengtu never thought of this. He really believed that he could defeat Yang Jian's armored army with artillery. Without such a powerful army, Yang Jian was like missing a pair of arms.
However, the subtleties are not something anyone can predict.
Shengtu knew that the Iron Armored Army was not a living person, so he paid enough attention to it, but it was still not enough. And he also knew the power of artillery, but he forgot the timidity of human nature. The battle situation was changing rapidly, not to mention that no one dared to continue firing at the artillery battalion for at least half an hour.
Half an hour seems to be enough for the Iron Armored Army.
"Your people are finished."
Yang Jian said loudly: "I once swore that this world is the world I have worked so hard to build, and I will not allow anyone to destroy it. I want the national name of the Sui Dynasty to last forever, and I want the Yang family to last forever. But I still think that you are a rare talent, and I gave you a chance."
Shengtu laughed suddenly: "Yang Jian!"
He raised his jaw and laughed in a haughty manner: "Do you think you have won? I am Shengtu... Even if I lose, I won't make it easy for my opponent..."
He made a violent move with one hand: "Tu Tian!"
At this moment, the world seemed to move!
In the distance, Da Zizai's expression changed, he stood up without any hesitation, and rushed out into the distance. He used his speed to the extreme, because he felt the power that was enough to threaten him. And at this moment, Da Zizai finally understood why Shengtu hid.
Shengtu hid underground before, not simply avoiding Yang Jian's edge and consuming Yang Jian's inner strength. Both Da Zizai and Yang Jian guessed wrong at the beginning... Da Zizai only realized now that although Shengtu's hiding method is powerful, it will be a very long process to consume Yang Jian's inner strength a little bit. The longer the process, the greater the variables. Shengtu never intended to win by exhausting Yang Jian's internal strength... He hid, just buying time.
no doubt
Shengtu said that he has three slaughters, slaughtering people, and slaughtering land. Yang Jian has already seen these two kinds of cultivation. And Shengtu's most powerful cultivation base is naturally Tutian!
What kind of self-confidence and arrogance is that to dare to name one's cultivation as Tu Tian
Such a powerful move requires a certain amount of time to prepare. Shengtu needed this time, so he deliberately made Yang Jian think that he was escaping.
Now
He is ready.
the earth is trembling
The sky seemed to be shaking too.
Da Zizai was running away, Yang Jian was terrified.
"Yang Jian, now you don't even have a chance to escape. Your biggest failure is your blind self-confidence. This is what you said to me just now... I will give it back to you now. If you kill me with all your strength from the beginning, I will Maybe you really don't have time to use this trick. But you are so crazy that you think you are invincible."
Shengtu smiled ferociously, and slowly raised his arms higher and higher, as if he wanted to pierce the day.
Between heaven and earth, there seems to be an irresistible force gradually emerging. With Shengtu's hand raised, the world seemed to be being separated. Many people have thought, where is the intersection of heaven and earth? Some people say that the sky is above the head and the ground is below the feet. Then people... are the intersection of heaven and earth.
It is man who connects heaven and earth together.
And what Shengtu is doing now is to separate the heaven and the earth.
It was as if a pair of hands that were so big and boundless appeared, one hand wanted to lift up the sky and the other hand pressed down to the ground. And as a person who connects the world... what will happen
will be stretched until... breaks.
puff!
Not far away, a soldier wailed violently, and then suddenly disconnected from his waist. The upper body was pulled up by a strange and huge force, and slowly rose. And the lower body was slammed down by another force, and it didn't take long for it to become a piece of shredded meat.
As the first man was torn off, more and more died screaming. Without exception, everyone within this huge range has become a victim. Some were cut at the waist, others at the neck. There are countless half bodies floating in the sky, while the ground is a piece of mud.
Yang Jian's complexion became more and more ugly!
This range is too large, and nearly a thousand people have already been sucked into it and died. If it continues, no one knows how many people will die.
But Yang Jian didn't care how many people died.
He only cares about himself.
Because he couldn't move now.
He felt that one hand grabbed his head, and the other grabbed his legs, pulling them to the sides with all his strength... Even he seemed to be unable to support it.