I have to say that the Demonic Blood Vulture is really heartless and brainless.
At this moment, Xiao Chen was a little bored.
Monk Yanchen is recovering from his injuries. His cultivation is complete and he can enter the Star Lord Realm at any time, but he cannot practice.
We can't leave this monk behind and look for opportunities alone in these hundreds of thousands of mountains.
It would be a good idea to find a ferocious beast or a demon sect warrior to gain some combat experience.
However, the mountains are dangerous, and Brother Monk is in such a state that he will die if he is not careful.
Clang!
The tyrant sword was unsheathed, Xiao Chen held the handle and swung the sword light at will.
He didn't deliberately practice any sword skills, he just wanted to make his sword skills more consistent with the newly learned Thunder Dragon Steps.
In Xiao Chen's current state, even the moves he danced at random were incredible.
If there are other swordsmen here, they will definitely stop to watch and comprehend it.
Although it has not reached the level of Taoism and Nature, a casual knife can contain the realm of infinite Taoism.
But there are many doors, and if you look at them in the blink of an eye, they seem to be full of flaws.
But if you examine it carefully, you will find a shocking discovery. The so-called flaws are all changes.
If you are fooled, you will face a counterattack like waves in the next moment.
Gradually, Xiao Chenhui's skills became more and more consistent with his Thunder Dragon Steps.
The thunder dragon under his feet surrounded his whole body, dodging left and right, so fast that Xiao Chen's figure was completely invisible.
After understanding the Thunder Avenue, Thunder Dragon Step was completely reborn. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it had endless potential.
Mix the power of the Thunder Avenue with the true energy and fill your whole body.
Xiao Chen shouted softly: "Thunder Dragon Explosion!"
brush!
I saw lightning flying, and the next moment, Xiao Chen appeared on the top of a mountain a hundred miles away, as if teleporting.
The distance of a hundred miles is not too far. What is strong is speed. Xiao Chen can reach a distance of a hundred miles in half a blink of an eye.
The energy consumed is just a mouthful of true energy and a ray of power.
After a short rest, it can be used again.
"Wonderful!"
On the top of the mountain, Xiao Chen let the remaining power of the avenue explode again, and returned to the side of the monk Yanchen.
"What would happen if I exploded this thunder dragon and divided it into nine parts, turning the distance of a hundred miles into a hundred meters?"
When Xiao Chen learns something, he always draws inferences from one instance and thinks from many aspects.
Thunder Dragon Explosion is suitable for retreating and chasing down enemies.
But it can't be used in battle. During the battle, the daggers are exchanged, which happens within a few inches.
You obviously can't end the battle by running hundreds of miles away.
But if the range is reduced to a hundred meters, and this mouthful of true energy and a ray of power of the avenue are exploded nine times in an instant, it will be completely different.
Think about it, in these nine moments, I took nine shots, nine swords in one shot. In the blink of an eye, there were ninety-nine eighty-one blood holes in the opponent's body.
Don't be too strong at all, use your strength to the fullest.
Why do some people have the same realm of martial arts, martial arts, and Taoist soldiers, but their combat effectiveness is extremely different when they fight.
It is because some people can only exert half of their strength, while others can exert 60%, 70%, or 80% perfectly.
He even performs beyond his normal capabilities and knows how to take advantage of all his opportunities to exert a combat power that far exceeds his own level.
There is another kind, which is a heaven-defying existence that can double, triple, or even ten times its own strength.
Xiao Chen had only seen this kind of evil monster in ancient books and didn't believe it very much.
In reality, those who can achieve extraordinary performance are already rare and rare.
Just do it if you think of it.
Understanding the Avenue of Thunder gives Xiao Chen an unparalleled advantage over outsiders in controlling the power of thunder and lightning.
But even so, the initial attempt only made himself miserable.
Several thunderstorms failed to allow the true energy to be released perfectly, and as a result, it self-destructed inside the body.
Worse than self-mutilation.
Painful and happy, after half an hour, Xiao Chen was finally able to perform it successfully.
Seeing a flash of lightning, Xiao Chen drew his sword and put it away.
clang clang clang!
After he completed the received action, a continuous sound of swords was heard in the air, a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one swords. The sound is pleasant to the ear, like the most beautiful piano sound in the world.
"Let's call you Thunder Dragon Nine Transformations."
With a hint of joy on his face, Xiao Chen took out the sword again and swung it casually to interpret various daily insights.
In ancient times, there were musicians who used the sound of the piano and the flute to interpret their own emotions.
At this moment, the knife in Xiao Chen's hand was the piano in his hand.
Deducing his joy at understanding the nine transformations of the Thunder Dragon, the light of the sword flashes, and the "flower" of the sword coming out of his wrist is pleasing to the eye and makes everyone happy.
Suddenly, he recalled all the times he spent with Liu Ruyue in Qingyun Peak.
Xiao Chen's sword light became tender again, lingering and pathos, full of tenderness and sweetness.
The light of the sword changed again, and Xiao Chen thought of the Kunlun Demonic Tribulation, and of Di Wuque and Yan Shisan who generously sacrificed their lives during the calamity.
Thinking of the Star Lord sacrificing his life for mercy, his sword became full of tragedy and infinite pride.
"Sword practice?"
At this moment, a voice interrupted Xiao Chen's thoughts.
Xiao Chen sheathed the knife, turned around and looked puzzled, and saw Yan Chen looking at him enigmatically, with a smile on his face.
That smile was a little appreciative, but also a little disdainful, and a little arrogant, hiding wildness... Anyway, it is difficult for ordinary people to do it.
Isn't that nonsense? If you can't practice a sword well, can you still be a swordsman
Wait, that's not right.
Taking a closer look, Xiao Chen suddenly woke up when he saw this expression.
Yanchen's mysterious and mysterious expression, that of an outsider, was clearly speaking.
What a coincidence, we are also practicing swordsmanship, and we are not very good at it. I am just waiting for you to ask questions.
Then I will take advantage of the situation and let you see how strong our sword skills are.
Wanting to understand what he meant, Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Why, little monk, are you also a swordsman?"
Sure enough, Yan Chen smiled with satisfaction and said: "Yes, the little monk's name is Yan Chen, but outsiders prefer to call me... Well, it's better not to mention the title of outsiders. I'll show you my sword skills."
Taking out a sword, Yan Chen leaped into the air, and his momentum suddenly changed.
Xiao Chen's expression was solemn, and he was about to taste it carefully. Yan Chen, who was halfway flying, spat out blood and fell hard on his face to the ground.
After coughing a few times, Yan Chen stood up in embarrassment: "My sword skills are too domineering and fierce. I have to use the power of my soul to strike, and I must mobilize my true energy with all my strength to pull the energy of all things in the world. I have forgotten myself a little, and I am injured. I'm here, waiting for next time..."
Xiao Chen couldn't help laughing, this little monk was indeed a little too trusting.
Fortunately, he has pretty features, is young, and has an innocent nature. This habit of talking big words is also a little cute in him and not very annoying.
As for waiting for next time, there is no need. Xiao Chen interrupted: "Stop talking, little monk, you'd better take good care of your injuries."
Yanchen felt depressed and embarrassed, why am I so unlucky.
Brother Xiao's expression clearly shows that he doesn't believe me: "Brother Xiao, don't believe me. What I say is true. I am really strong. I, Yanchen, am known as..."
"What's your name?"
When the subject of people's names was mentioned, Yan Chen felt embarrassed again and quickly jumped over: "Don't worry about this. Anyway, I am really strong. When I get the chance, I will give a good demonstration to Brother Xiao."
Xiao Chen seemed to be getting more and more anxious as he spoke, with sweat dripping from his forehead and his face turned pale.
Thinking about it just now, I really used too much force and hurt myself. Xiao Chen was afraid that something would happen to him, so he had to agree and ask him to stop talking.
In Yan Chen's heart, he wanted to cry without tears, but he couldn't tell that Xiao Chen didn't believe it at all and was just kind-hearted to let him cultivate.
Why am I so unlucky? It's just a trick.
After finally calming down, Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him closing his eyes.
After a long time, everything was silent. Yanchen opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Chen seriously: "Brother Xiao."
Xiao Chen asked strangely: "What's the matter?"
"You don't think I'm pretending to be cool, and end up pretending to be stupid. In fact, I'm really not."
puff…
Xiao Chen couldn't help it and laughed, but he also felt a little helpless. How troubled was this little monk.
It's been a long time and I still haven't forgotten this.
boom!
Just when he was about to answer, a magic light suddenly shot out from the distance and shot straight into the sky, scattering the thick magic clouds in the sky for ten miles.
"This is... a Taoist artifact has been born!"
Xiao Chen's face changed slightly, and he stood up suddenly. There once was a prosperous Demonic Sect, Wansheng Sect, on Shiwanda Mountain.
From time to time, someone would discover the inherited Taoist weapons and Taoist tools left behind by the Wan Sheng Cult.
The so-called inherited Taoist weapons refer to the top Taoist weapons that have been passed down by several generations of strong men like the sword in Xiao Chen's hand.
Every time something comes out, it will cause a bloody storm.
*Ha novel]--30245+dsuaahhh+25299228-->