Longcheng saw him, but he couldn't see what he looked like. I couldn't see what he looked like, but I was still intimidated by the momentum on his body.
He didn't seem to care about what he said, but there was an inexplicable domineering and unquestionable, which made Longcheng feel a little familiar. But more than that, it was a feeling of oppression that was almost suffocating.
He just sat there, his presence seemed to fill the space in the void. Let the entire atmosphere become a part of him, and powerfully suppress his whole body and soul. It seemed that even his own breathing had to be approved by him.
"Come to my place, what are you doing? You two."
Longcheng was silent for a while and did not answer the question. Instead, he put down Kong Shangshu silently. Since Kong Shangshu found out about this man, he was amazed. He didn't know what he was going to do, so he had to watch from the sidelines.
Longcheng pulled out his knife and pointed at the man, and a knife-like energy enveloped the past.
"This is not your place, this is my...our place."
The man smiled and said, "Is that so? Your knife seems to have some meaning."
Longcheng was unmoved and said solemnly.
"Death is like the wind..."
A shot has been decided to be the strongest trick.
It was only a moment when they met, and Longcheng had already completed his cognition of this person.
The mere existence of this person creates a powerful pressure that can make one give up the desire to fight. Just a few words gave Longcheng the feeling of oppression that he would never want to leave this place if he didn't use his unique skills.
This is not something a human being can do.
He is a monster.
Chapter 54: The End of the Past
Longcheng's body began to dissolve with the darkness the moment he raised his sword, disintegrating into an unrecognizable black mist.
Killing intent and knife aura swept through, bringing death like the wind.
The young man with a leisurely tone did not show any unexpected expressions.
"As soon as you come up, you can use the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box. You really look down on me."
His words did not match his actions, but his melodious tone exuded an overwhelming murderous aura.
This murderous aura was like a divine blade unsheathed, the sword light flashed, and it was fleeting.
Suddenly, I saw the black fog turned into a mortal body, and Longcheng appeared again from the darkness. The man who was supposed to be a few feet away has already killed more than a few feet in front of the young man at this time. Longcheng's body is in the air, above the water pool. The realm that should have been drifting and fog had completely disappeared, but at this time, it was no longer possible to care whether the move had been broken, and there was even a risk of falling into the water if you were not careful. He concentrated and held his breath, his body was flying like a bird, and his toes stepped on the water, making a ripple, and the strong man turned into a tornado with the strength of this moment. Go, form a small storm, and attack again from a low to high dangerous angle.
The masters who stood out in the golden fifteen years of the Demon Sect really have the strength to shame the so-called first-class martial arts masters today.
Not to mention, this skill of 'condensing the void and crossing the water' alone will make many martial arts masters daunted. Among the seventeen Qianlong scholars, there are no more than three who can achieve this feat of light power, and the rest cannot be compared. Among the seventeen warriors of Qianlong, Tangye's light skills are not bad. But it is still one step away from the realm of 'popular and grassy' that people in martial arts say, let alone the higher level of 'crossing the water'.
Longcheng's swordsmanship also lived up to his identity as the descendant of the sword demon. This sword volleyed in the air, but he should have fallen behind, but he was not in a hurry, and attacked from other angles. If there are others present, he must be Longcheng's transformation and bravery cheered.
Although this knife was a temporary change, there was no rush at all, and the offensive was extremely fierce. But when the blade wind was blowing and the edge was approaching, Longcheng's movements stopped.
The young man raised his hand, and the tornado-like sword strokes became stagnant, and his hands and feet did not obey, as if he was bound by his hands and feet, exerting force from different angles, destroying the overall balance of the sword strokes. Longcheng's fighting instinct felt that if he didn't dodge, his body would fall further into the hands of the man. He twisted a knife in the opposite direction, and his body was like a fish and a drill. He stepped on the water, jumped three times in a row, and returned to the ground.
Looking down, there was a thin mark on the blade of the knife, on his cuffs, and on his boots.
Combining his own experience, Longcheng meditated for a moment, then frowned and said, "Silk thread... This is Fusang's string manipulation. Your Excellency is actually from the Eastern Kingdom?"
"This is not string manipulation, this martial art is called Yeluo Tiansi, which I created in the last two years. The principle is much different from string manipulation, and there is no need to set traps in advance. It's just that the difficulty of cultivation is probably more difficult. I find I have a good successor, and the talent is quite good, a little bit of the shadow of my childhood. It is a pity that the person is too honest, maybe it will take a few years. "
The young man did not pursue further, but chatted with Longcheng with a smile, as if he was an old friend whom he had not seen for many years.
"What about you? Have you found a good successor for your swordsmanship and martial arts?"
"Don't dare." Longcheng didn't dare to neglect for a while, his eyes were fixed on the darkness, and the hand gripping the hilt of the knife did not dare to relax in the slightest, "The martial arts are quite complicated, and you must not pass it on to outsiders without permission from your teacher."
The young man smiled and said, "Outsiders? Does the bag not include the fifteen people hiding behind you? Come down."
Longcheng's heart is slightly stunned. He doesn't have many men, but they are all elites in the demon sect. He lost the battle with the emperor just now, so he naturally hid in Feiyuntang and came back to find his master. But these people are all strong martial arts masters, they have considerable attainments in internal skills, and they are good at hiding. Even Longcheng is not sure if they are here, but this young man stands farther away but can find out, what kind of internal strength is this
Longcheng secretly said: He can hear the number of people from such a distance, such an internal cultivation level, I am afraid that it is no less than the old sect master... This person is young, but how can he be able
"Come down, in front of the Fang family, I don't want to make a fool of myself."
It was not until Longcheng ordered that the men behind him jumped down from the darkness of the stairs and stood quietly behind Longcheng, seeing that the number of people was indeed fifteen.
The young man smiled and said, "You haven't finished yet. Your martial arts are not passed on to outsiders, so aren't these people passed on?"
Longcheng couldn't bear the unhappiness, and said loudly: "They are not outsiders, they are Long's good brothers who have lived and died together for many years. It is a lifetime blessing that a certain person can have any of them. Your alienation strategy is not very clever. Longcheng believes that he is not your opponent, but your Excellency is determined to humiliate me. ."
The fifteen people behind them shouted in unison at the same time: "An Fengtang, please enlighten me!"
Although there were only 15 people, the sound was as loud as a beast roaring, and the sound seemed to shake the entire secret room.
The Dark Wind Hall is exactly the hall managed by Longcheng, and it is dedicated to the work of intelligence gathering. At that time, he was also well-known and full of talents in the rivers and lakes. At the height of his reputation, he had three hundred spies under his command. It's just that the demon sect was destroyed, and the wind and clouds were scattered. Now these fifteen people are the only remaining people in the Anfengtang.
The young man still kept smiling: "What you said is not allowed by your teacher and cannot be taught. You are referring to the old sword, right?"
"Old knife..."
The men in Anfengtang showed puzzled expressions, but Longcheng vaguely remembered that the people who were familiar with Dao Demon in those days—there were not many—called him that way. Apart from the leader, the two suzerains, and the three Dharma kings, there was only that lord.
But this young man could not be one of them.
The voice of the youth brought Longcheng's thoughts back.
"Do you know? Why is death like the wind so powerful?"
There was an indescribable sense of familiarity in his voice, which made Longcheng doubt his ears and memory even more.
"The secret of death like the wind is that it can paralyze the enemy's mind with a layer of invisible sword energy, and coupled with the extraordinary skill of movement, the enemy will have the illusion that the swordsman is transformed into a black mist. It is absolutely impossible to practice it in a little bit. In the Dark Moon Sect back then, only your Qinggong attainments reached the point of being popular. Now your Qinggong has gone a step further. wrong person."
"how do you… "
"Why your death Rufeng will be cracked, you should know it yourself. Everyone else knows about this move Death Rufeng, and they all rely on the body to dominate, but they don't know the mind battle. The victory or defeat is equally important. If this move lacks the full killing intent, it will not be able to paralyze the opponent. Just now I released a stronger murderous intent than you, and your move immediately disintegrated. When the old sword created this sword , I said that if the other party is really a master, he can break it in a single thought, it is better to use his magic knife. He said that his swordsmanship cannot be learned by others, and it is created for other people to use. That guy gets close every day Pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep have more time than people, but there is such a side, you didn't expect it. His knife was created for you Anfengtang, if you don't carry it forward, you will fail him. "
Longcheng didn't dare to lose his courtesy, and bowed: "Thank you for your advice, I solved the problem in Long's chest for many years. But this matter is very important. If Long is fortunate enough to see the senior swordsman again, he should personally ask for advice."
The young man laughed and said, "Do you still have to ask yourself? You can't change your mind."
"Long still wants to ask, who is your Excellency?"
There was a hint of impatience in Longcheng's tone. The young man's words revealed too much internal information about the Demon Sect. It was hard to imagine that outsiders would know so many things about the Demon Sect.
"But no matter what your relationship has with my teaching, the place where you are standing is my teaching... Please leave from there!"
The youth's eyes stared at Longcheng quietly, without saying a word. In the darkness, Longcheng couldn't see his face clearly, and he felt the same even when he approached the melee battle just now. His face seemed to be blocked by an invisible layer of mist, making it impossible to recognize his features. Even with Longcheng's special eyesight, he couldn't see through it.