Starlight fell from the sky, and the battle between Xiao Chen and the three top-level martial saints of the zombie clan and the three-headed demon zombie became more and more intense. [Learn ww.du.m]
The white clothes were stained with blood and were in tatters. The wounds were filled with death, leaving mottled black shadows. He was crumbling, as if he was about to fall down at any time.
But those eyes were as bright as gems, with dots of brilliance covering the body, a sharp edge that was polished to be thousands of times sharper than the sharpest sword of time.
With a finger, the wind of the knife blew sharply. An old man from the corpse tribe who collided with Xiao Chen felt the thunder and lightning energy coming from his body. It cut into the flesh and blood all of a sudden, causing unbearable pain.
I really didn't want to fight for a while, so I quickly retreated and waited for others to accept it.
Xiao Chen spat out a bloody arrow and felt extremely happy. People are like swords, intentions are like swords, I am the sword, and the sword is me. The sharpness of my body is unquenchable, and my sharpness soars into the sky, breaking through three thousand avenues and destroying eight hundred side doors.
My way of swordsmanship, whether it is willpower or sharpness, ultimately comes down to sharpness and sharpness.
What kind of knife can make people feel afraid from the bottom of their hearts, and they dare not confront you head-on, only if it is sharp. Sharp, cutting iron like mud, breaking metal like water, it will naturally become unstoppable and destroy all things.
The thoughts in his mind became clearer and clearer, and the starlight in the sky almost condensed into substance, turning into dots of fluorescent light falling down. Xiao Chen's eyes were as bright as stars and as bright as knives, making people dare not look directly at them.
He pointed out an old man from the zombie clan to retreat. In a short period of time, the other two old men were so frightened by this fierceness that they did not dare to engage Xiao Chen and only sent Demon Zombie over.
Looking at Xiao Chen who was bathed in blood, the three old men had something to worry about. Xiao Chen had been injured before. With a large amount of death energy, the corpse refining array was fully filled and exploded, causing serious injuries.
At this moment, he was attacking continuously. Although he was in high spirits, his injuries were getting more serious, and he was clearly about to die.
He wanted to quickly deal with the other party, but with a pair of moves, the sharp lightning power cut into the body, and the severe pain it caused penetrated the heart and reached the depths of the soul. How could he dare to fight with him head-on.
Anyway, he was a dying person, so he couldn't go too far and let himself suffer this crime, so they all started to think about it, and only sent Mo Zheng forward to attack Xiao Chen, which was indeed a painless containment.
Seeing this scene, the old man in green couldn't help but become even more angry and roared several times. The three old men pretended not to hear and continued to go their own way. He doesn't seek to be a powerful opponent, nor does he seek to defeat the opponent's edge, just slowly wear Xiao Chen to death.
Xiao Chen burst out laughing when he saw this. There was endless joy in his laughter. The direction he had understood was indeed right. He only needed a ray of inspiration before his sword path could be completely formed.
I don't know when, many warships suddenly gathered in the sky above Heiwen Island. Weihua was the first to arrive here. He stood there for a long time looking at the wonderful scene of stars falling to the ground.
Stars fall to the ground, flowers fall from the sky, and the sky is full of auspiciousness. These strange phenomena and wonders of heaven and earth usually appear to big people, or to people who will become big people in the future.
The night is as dark as ink and dotted with stars. It is a normal scene. But if the stars in the sky suddenly shed a little bit of light for no reason, and all of them fell on one person, it would be a strange scene. .
Then came the pursuers led by Jin Lin, and then Huang Pufeng from the Wushen Palace headquarters and people led by the young master of the Huntian Clan also came one by one. All the forces in Longmu Star gathered here.
Thousands of eyes were all focused on Xiao Chen, who seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but was getting sharper.
"Starlight falls to the ground, why do stars fall to the ground!"
"What's going on? Xiao Chen can't hold it anymore. Why doesn't Mr. Huang Pufeng give an order to stop it?"
On the Dragon Gate battleship, a group of younger disciples of the Haotian Sect couldn't help but panic when they saw Xiao Chen covered in blood.
After hearing the elders say that this was Xiao Chen's opportunity and that he had to handle it by himself, he continued to look at it worriedly. Looking at Xiao Chen's current appearance, it was really hard to feel relieved.
If he had a thorough understanding and turned into a cocoon before his body could no longer support it, he would die and fall. From then on, there would be no more Xiao Chen in the world.
Long Fei, who looked like a white-faced scholar, gently shook his folding fan and said expressionlessly: "Don't waste this great opportunity and risk your life to realize the truth. If you really realize yourself to death, you really can't figure out the last point. ?"
Kui Dou saw the extraordinary nature of it and said in a deep voice: "I think Xuan, this guy wants to take a path that has never been seen before or since. He uses his body as a sword and his mind as a sword, but he can't find a breakthrough point. , a point that can truly detonate the whole body’s cultivation.”
Yes, what these two people were talking about was exactly the difficulty Xiao Chen was facing at the moment. He had figured out that the way of his sword lay in the two words sharpness and sharpness, but the ultimate goal of his way of sword was very vague. He needed one point to encapsulate it all. .
To put it simply, it is to give your sword path a name. To put it more complicated, this name contains various meanings. Once it is established, it cannot be changed. It will always be stared deep in the heart and integrated with the entire way of heaven.
The three Corpse Clan Martial Saints saw Xiao Chen looking a little confused, and couldn't help but feel happy. They thought that Xiao Chen would definitely die, but after waiting for a long time, Xiao Chen was still alive, which made them feel fearful.
Why can't they see that Xiao Chen is enlightening. Once he succeeds, his strength will advance by leaps and bounds, reaching a qualitative improvement, turning into a cocoon and turning into a disc, and their death will come.
Seeing this opportunity, their hearts trembled, and they decided to fight to the death, not giving Xiao Chen any chance. There were loud shouts, and the air of death filled the air, once again covering the sky and hiding the starlight.
The old man in green sneered, and took advantage of the situation to kill Xiao Chen regardless of the obstruction. In an instant, a massive killing plan was laid out to kill Xiao Chen.
Long Fei took back his hand. For some unknown reason, he let the old man in green leave at the last moment.
There was silence in all directions, and everyone took a breath of cold air. They looked at Xiao Chen, who was slightly confused, and the shocking killing situation. If he could not successfully understand it at this time, he would have completely lost his chance.
As murderous intent surged forward, Xiao Chen's mind seemed to be stimulated. A flash of inspiration suddenly popped out of his mouth, "Perfect."
That's right, it's Wuque, and his sword technique is called Wuque. There is no one else in the world.
If I dare to say that the martial arts skills I practice are perfect, I will add a near in front of it.
God is benevolent, and everything in the world will leave a ray of vitality. God is ruthless, and will not tolerate truly perfect things to remain in this world.
The moon waxes and wanes, and people experience joy, anger, sorrow, and smooth things. Even if they are magnified thousands of times, there are also flaws.
But today, what Xiao Chen thought of was the word Wuque. His sword skills were unparalleled in ancient times and today, and there were no words to describe them. If that wasn't Wuque, what was it
With a flash of inspiration, a beam of starlight filled the sky, illuminating the night sky and converging on Xiao Chen's body. In this wonder of heaven and earth that only great figures could display in ancient and modern times, Xiao Chen's injuries were all recovered in an instant.
The level of the low-grade Martial Saint also suddenly broke through the bottleneck with the utterance of the word Wuque, and impacted the realm of the middle-grade Martial Saint.
After being put to death and reborn, when the Tao is fulfilled, he turns the cocoon into a saucer. Under the gaze of all the warriors of Long Jupiter, Xiao Chen is reborn and becomes the Lord of Nirvana City.
The strong wind blew away the black air of death, and Xiao Chen twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, put his fingers together at the center of his eyebrows, and whispered softly: "If the moon is intact, can the stars still bloom?"
As the words fell, a bright moon rose slowly behind him. The perfect moon was so bright that the stars receded.
The four corpse clan martial saints who were running towards them had no time to be shocked when they saw Xiao Chen reaching out and pointing forward. The bright moon in the sky, in an instant, all the light gathered on his fingertips.
A piece of cold and incomparable blade, like a flash of light, four zombie clan martial saints and four holy-level demon zombies were cut in half without any resistance.
If the bright moon is intact, the light of the stars will naturally disappear. How can the light of these four grains of rice in front of us still compete with the bright moon!
There was silence in all directions, and there was still no sound. Previously, I saw that Xiao Chen was about to be killed by the killing trap set up. It was a pity and I couldn't bear to make a sound.
Now, after being reborn in Nirvana and achieving enlightenment, Xiao Chen was so shocked by his amazing strength that he dared not speak out.
Can't bear, dare not, change, just in a thought.