Thirty-six peaks in total.
There is a vague and vague aura dormant in every mountain peak, which looks like a human but not a human, a ghost but not a ghost. It must be the soul of the sword in Lao Bai's mouth.
In one glance, Chen Xi judged the general situation in the Demon-Dwelling Ridge. He took a deep breath, and there was a hint of solemnity between his brows.
These sword souls control the core secret of the "Ox Release Style". If they were one on one, Chen Xi would not be afraid, but if they swarmed him, the scene would be absolutely terrifying.
Fortunately, before that, he had completely mastered the core secrets of the most defensive "Hold the Circle Form". With this as a basis, Chen Xi felt a lot more at ease.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the void in the far distance was cut open like a piece of cloth, and an extremely sharp sword energy struck straight at Chen Xi.
quick!
Accurate!
Fierce!
The essence of the "Cattle Release Style" is brought into full play. Faced with this blow, it gives people a sense of suffocation, which is terrible.
At this moment, even Chen Xi could not suppress an uncontrollable shiver all over his body, and his hair stood on end. Almost subconsciously, he started to use the "Hold the Circle"!
Bang!
There was a sharp and ear-piercing collision sound, which caused the round sword curtain to burst into a rain of light. Chen Xi was violently knocked out, and his whole body was filled with energy and blood, and he almost coughed up blood.
too strong!
It was as if the power of a hundred thousand mountains were concentrated on an embroidery needle, and it was hit hard, causing a terrifying impact.
If it weren't for the round-hugging defense, this single blow would be enough to penetrate Chen Xi's body and obliterate him in one fell swoop!
This is not an exaggeration. When it comes to speed, this "Niu Jie Style" may not be as good as the "Streaming Light Style", but when it comes to lethality and penetrating power, it is definitely the most powerful style in Xuanxin Swordsmanship!
Whoosh!
Another sword energy lit up from a distance, tearing apart time and space suddenly, and it was still in a round shape, still so sharp and precise, pointing directly at the key point between Chen Xi's eyebrows!
"I really think I'm easy to bully!"
Taking a deep breath, Chen Xi swung his sword fiercely, and executed the same move with the "Ox Release Style".
With a roar, the two sword energies collided in mid-air, and the divine radiance exploded, shattering everything within a thousand miles around, causing chaos in time and space.
What shocked Chen Xi was that, in comparison, his "Niu Jiu Style" was like a hollow bamboo. It was useless and was crushed into powder by the opponent in one move. The opponent's sword energy remained undiminished and he slashed at him. Come.
Although the strength has obviously weakened a lot compared to before, through this comparison, Chen Xi suddenly understood that his mastery of the "Ox Release Style" was indeed far behind!
Bang!
Xuanwu's remnant sword swung and chopped into pieces the remaining sword energy. Only then did Chen Xi see clearly that the person who made the move was a black figure quietly emerging from the mountain peak in the distance.
His whole body was filled with fierce sword brilliance, and his figure was illusory and blurry. It was like a peerless sword, showing its supreme edge!
This is the sword soul buried here. It became obsessed with the sword due to its infatuation, leaving only a residual soul, which is immortal and immortal. It has long lost its sanity, its mind has become a demon, it does not recognize its relatives, and it is murderous. If it were left in the outside world, Such a wisp of sword soul will definitely cause unimaginable disaster to the cultivation world.
But now, they are suppressed here by the Lord of Manggu, and they can no longer bring harm to the world. Instead, they have become a strict barrier guarding here.
If you want to get that emperor-level Dao root, there are only two results, either kill them or be killed by them!
Uh-huh!
The sword spirit was dispatched again, and a glistening sword energy appeared in the palm, killing the yin and yang and sweeping across.
The Ox-Relief Pose is not as simple as straight forward, but has extremely subtle and mysterious changes, just like an antelope hanging its horns, moving like clouds and flowing water, but no matter how it changes, its power is always wrapped with a precise, sharp, and condensed momentum. !
Almost at the same time, Chen Xi also moved. His whole body was filled with overwhelming divine radiance, and the majestic and vast divine power evolved into wisps of mysterious runes that circulated around his body, making him look like an unparalleled emperor, with overwhelming power.
Bang bang bang…
In an instant, he and the sword soul fought for hundreds of rounds. Both of them performed the "Ox Release Style". Their sword energies collided with each other, just like needles against wheat. It was a true confrontation.
This kind of confrontation is extremely dangerous, because both sides use the sharpest and most destructive sword moves. If they are not careful at all, they will be killed on the spot.
Compared to the sword soul, Chen Xi was relatively safer, because the "hugging style" he had mastered was enough to enable him to avert danger.
However, Chen Xi couldn't take any advantage at all at this moment. The reason was that he was not as good as his opponent in controlling the "Niu Jie Style". During the fierce battle, he even had to adopt defensive strategies again and again.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a bright light burst out from a distant mountain peak, and transformed into a sword soul. It actually came through the air, joined the battle, and dealt with Chen Xi with another sword soul.
Suddenly, Chen Xi felt extremely strenuous and surrounded by dangers.
Originally, when dealing with a sword soul, he had to "hug a circle" to save himself from time to time. Now that an equally powerful sword soul joined him, one can imagine how much pressure it put on him.
"No, if this continues, what if all the sword souls in the thirty-six peaks of the Demon-Dwelling Ridge are dispatched?"
"We must fight quickly!"
"But how to break the situation?"
Almost subconsciously, Chen Xi put his mind on the "Ox Release Style". He knew very well that this training was aimed at the Ox Release Style, but until now, he had been unable to understand the mystery of it.
too difficult!
It is obviously much more difficult to master the "Sea Cliff Style", "Streaming Light Style" and "Hold the Circle Style". It is not that this move is so magical, but that in such a fierce confrontation, it is difficult for Chen Xi to capture it in a short time. To that killing and fierce charm!
Yes, he needed time and energy to deduce, but unfortunately, under the attack of these two sword spirits, he didn't even have time to breathe, and the situation became extremely serious, let alone concentrate on the deduction. Understand the mystery of Niu Pose.
Of course, it can also be sharpened little by little through actual combat, but Chen Xi cannot guarantee whether he can really fully understand its secrets before all the other sword spirits are dispatched.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a bright light appeared on the third mountain peak, and a sword spirit rushed out again, roaring towards this side.
This made Chen Xi's expression completely solemn, and he did not dare to think about it anymore and responded with all his strength.
Suddenly, the entire area was filled with unparalleled sword energy, criss-crossing and roaring for nine days and ten places, creating a terrifying air current that swept and spread all around.
Those scenes were like the end of troubled times.
If Luo Shaonong and the others were still alive, how would they feel if they saw such a shocking battle
Perhaps, the Holy Son Canaan had already guessed this, so he resolutely gave up this opportunity, right
After all... With Chen Xi's current fighting power, he can easily kill Luo Shaonong, who is ranked third in the Spiritual God Realm on the List of Conferred Gods. But when he got here, he was restrained at every turn. After going through hardships and arriving at the Demonic Ridge, he was even more capable. It is on the verge of being suppressed. Under such circumstances, one can imagine what kind of blow other people will encounter when they come here.
In short, this Xuanzhu Ancestral Temple is indeed not something anyone can come to if they want to.
It has stood here for who knows how many years, but no one has been able to take away the emperor-level Taoist root in it. The reason is self-evident.
…
When the third sword soul joined, Chen Xi was completely suppressed and could no longer fight back.
He could only rely on the "Hold the Circle Style" to continuously defend and dodge. Every sword energy that struck the round sword screen was packed with an unparalleled impact, causing Chen Xi's blood to boil endlessly. Until later, , and wisps of blood spilled from the corners of his lips.
boom!
After a while, Chen Xi was knocked away again. His face was slightly pale, but his eyes were still firm, persistent, and bright, like eternal stars.
For a long, long time, Chen Xi had not experienced this feeling of being absolutely suppressed. This did not make him feel aggrieved, but instead made him feel more motivated.
Because he knows that his path of cultivation has been honed from the beginning. When everyone is surprised and shocked by his extraordinary fighting power, no one knows how much effort, effort and effort he has put into it. Sweat.
No one knows how many murders and murders he has experienced along the way!
But none of this is important anymore. For Chen Xi now, he knows better that after he has gone through this extremely dangerous training, the benefits he has gained will never disappoint him.
Of course, what he has to pay for this is to bear the fatal danger and constant pressure from his body and soul at all times.
At this moment, Chen Xi was in a very embarrassed state, but he no longer had any worries or thoughts in his heart, and he even forgot about this sky, this place, and this person.
Forget about the world around me.
Forget about the passage of time.
Forgot about that emperor-level Dao root.
In the eyes, in the heart, in the mind... all the thoughts are concentrated on this battle, like a piece of fine iron in the furnace. Although it is constantly tempered, it has never been broken from beginning to end!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
In this process, the fourth mountain peak, the fifth mountain peak, the sixth mountain... sword souls kept rushing out, joining the battle, and besieging Chen Xi.
The unparalleled sword energy is displayed in the most lethal "Ox Release Style". It is like a light that stretches across the nine heavens and ten earths, indestructible, and kills the universe!
And Chen Xi... The round sword curtain around his body surged violently. Looking from a distance, it looked like a rubber ball that was constantly being blown away, without any ability to resist.
"Nineteen sword souls have been dispatched, why hasn't this little guy understood the secret of the Ox-Relieving Style?"
In the distance of Qi Mo Ridge, Lao Bai's wings were restrained, and he stood proudly on top of the clouds, watching the battle in the distance. There was no longer a playful, unruly, and jealous look in his eyes, but a trace of doubt and solemnity.
"It's impossible. According to the talent and understanding he has shown before, he can understand the secrets of the sixth sword soul long before it is dispatched..."
(End of chapter)