Roar! A roar suddenly sounded.
What an old devil, his body shook one after another at the critical moment, and he just passed through the gap between the left and right sword moves of the Benlei Sect disciple and went around behind him. His heels just landed on the inner edge of the circle, so there was no violation.
You can't win like this
The powerful Benlei Sect disciple's figure was severely shaken, and his confidence was severely shaken. The other Benlei Sect disciples even turned pale.
The strength of the old devil's scattered people from the island was beyond their expectations. They couldn't win even if they fired their bows left and right. How could they fight this battle
"Idiot, how did your master teach you that you don't even know the Benleimen Heart Sword?"
The old voice sounded again, and said in a deep voice: "With your left hand, use the Ben Lei Gate gesture to attack his throat; with your right hand, use the sword gesture to stab his lower abdomen with the sword. If you hear me clearly, recite the Ben Lei Heart Technique with me. Thoughts are like swords, stab him in the face!"
A mysterious formula suddenly appeared in the mind of the disciple of Benlei Sect. An old voice sounded. The disciple of Benlei Sect subconsciously followed it and recited it. He made an action that he didn't expect by using three things in one mind. He opened his bow left and right. , I still fantasize in my heart that I am a sword, and a mouthful of life energy spurts out when I recite the Thunder Heart Method in an exciting place.
The world suddenly became silent, followed immediately by the deafening roar of thunder.
The face of the old devil Lidao Sanren changed drastically. He first ducked sideways to avoid the pointing sword of the great disciple of Benlei Sect, then raised the dragon-headed crutch in his hand and swung away the whizzing long sword with a clang. Although he hastily responded to the challenge, his powerful strength was still fully demonstrated. However, the real test came at this time. The Heart Sword spurted out by the Benlei Sect disciple had already arrived in front of him, with the sound of roaring wind and thunder.
There are three realms of Ben Lei swordsmanship. The first realm is about powerful sword moves. You win with a sword. The more powerful the sword in your hand, the more ferocious the attack. The second realm is about sword moves. You win with no sword. With a sword, picking leaves and flying flowers is a sure kill. In the entire Benlei Sect, there are very few people who can practice to this state; the third state is the legendary Heart Sword, which attacks with thoughts. Legend has it that there are After it is achieved, it can kill people thousands of miles away. It is so mysterious that no one in the entire Benlei Sect understands it, and they only regard it as a legend.
The same goes for the great disciples of the Benlei Sect. Among the younger generation, they have been in the profession for the longest time and have the highest level of cultivation. However, they have not fully understood the second realm, and the third realm is regarded as a legend. However, under the guidance of the old voice, he not only opened the bow left and right and used his fingers as swords, but also actually fired the legendary sword of the heart. Everything was done subconsciously in an instant, which even he himself could not believe.
If there is anything in the world that travels faster than light, it is thoughts.
A powerful master whose murderous intent can be sensed thousands of miles away. Among the three realms of Ben Lei Sword, Heart Sword is the fastest and most ferocious.
The movements of the old demon Lidao Sanren were already fast enough. However, after dodging two attacks from the Benlei Sect's great disciple, he had no time to dodge when faced with the Heart Sword attack. There was no time to think about it, and he subconsciously took half a step back. The terrifying sword of the heart whizzed past the earlobe, and a few drops of blood seeped out of the earlobe, and the soul in his mind swayed. He just secretly called it a fluke, but when he looked down, the old devil Lidao Sanren's face suddenly sank.
In order to avoid the terrifying Heart Sword, he had unknowingly stepped out of a small circle with a radius of less than one meter. According to his own promise, he has lost!
"The scattered people from the island are accepted!"
The top disciple of the Benlei Sect was overjoyed. He actually forced the old devil out of the circle. This was a bit unbelievable even to him. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the direction where the old voice came from. Unfortunately, it was so foggy that I couldn't see anything.
"Which senior master from Benlei Sect is here? Since you are here, why don't you show up to meet him?"
The old devil Lidao Sanren didn't even look at the young disciples of Benlei Sect. He looked to the left with a cold face, his eyes were red and murderous, and he gritted his teeth.
He lost this battle unjustly!
Tuoda only defended but did not attack. He only used one hand and did not say anything. He also drew a small circle for himself and was not allowed to step out. I wanted to show off that I was playing cat and mouse, but in the end, I killed myself!
The old devil Lidao Sanren felt aggrieved, and the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became. He felt that he had lost this battle so unjustly and so painfully. All of this was caused by a master lurking in the fog. Judging from the voice, he should be an old man. Judging from his instructions to the disciples of Benlei Sect, he was obviously a senior master of Benlei Sect. Maybe it happened by chance, or maybe he had been hiding in secret to protect a few disciples.
The fog filled the air, and there was no response from the surroundings. It seemed that the old man lurking in the fog and giving guidance was gone.
The old demon Lidao Sanren's face became even more ugly, and he was so angry that he wanted to kill him. However, considering the methods of the mysterious master, he did not dare to act rashly. Several Benlei Sect disciples did not dare to move, fearing to completely offend the old devil Lidao Sanren, so they leaned together in fear.
"Sister Lan, tell me... are you the head master?"
"Probably not. My father once said that he doesn't know how to use the Heart Sword. The Thunder Sword Heart Technique passed down from generation to generation is missing a key part."
"Then who was it that reminded Senior Brother?"
"I don't know, maybe..., maybe it's the legendary Tai..."
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Several Benlei Sect disciples whispered, the old devil was guessing the identity of the mysterious master, and so were they. I only know that the mysterious master is proficient in the Ben Lei Sword Technique and has a close connection with the Ben Lei Sect, but who he is cannot be determined.
The old devil Lidao Sanren pricked up his ears and heard the words of several Benlei Sect disciples. His heart moved and he said in a deep voice into the thick fog: "Senior, could it be that the Supreme Elder Benleizi in the Benlei Sect legend is it? Senior?" Since your Majesty is here, aren’t you willing to show up in front of us?”
The old devil's self-cultivation on the island is so outstanding that even the head of Benlei Sect does not look down upon him. What really worries him is Benlei Zi, the legendary Supreme Elder of Benlei Sect. According to legend, it was a heaven-defying existence that had cultivated to the semi-saint realm thousands of years ago, and now it is very likely that he has entered the saint realm. For such a character, no matter whether the legend is true or false, no one dares to make mistakes easily.
It was quiet in the heavy fog, and there was still no response. In fact, no power fluctuations or life breath could be sensed. It seemed that the person had already gone far away.
"Senior, if you don't show up, don't blame me for being rude to these Benlei Sect disciples."
The scattered people from the island were filled with murderous intent, and they suddenly turned their heads and gave several Benlei Sect disciples a fierce glance.
Losing this battle was too frustrating and useless. The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became. He didn't dare to act rashly because of Benleizi's reputation, but he was unwilling to turn around and leave like this.
"Old devil, what do you think? Do you want to regret it?"
The top disciple of Benlei Sect looked pale and spoke forcefully, but there was obvious uneasiness on his face. Behind him, several junior brothers and sisters huddled together in fear.
Just now, the old devil had trapped himself in a cocoon and was lucky enough to win against him. If this devil got mad and went on a killing spree, no one would be able to escape from his grasp.