There are differences between secret arts. For example, Qi Men Dun Jia and Bagua Yin Yang are very basic secret arts in ancient times. Almost everyone can learn them, so it is impossible to master them all at once, but they have endless room for improvement.
However, the Shura secret art in the Six Paths is different from this secret art. If Qi Men Dun Jia and Bagua Yin Yang are secret techniques based on the body, then the Shura of the Six Paths is a secret technique used to kill people based on this basis!
This secret method no longer exists in the world today, so no one knows what kind of talent Liu Xun had in ancient times, not even Qilin Thorn.
But now it knows that Liu Xun's talent is enough to compete with some of the strongest! Of course, talent alone is not enough, because there is no shortage of geniuses in this world. Even if you are a genius, if you can't grow up, you are still a waste!
"This guy... was really born in the wrong era!" Qilin Ci wanted to say this, but it didn't say it in the end because it knew that Liu Xun was in a wonderful state and could not tolerate any interruption.
"Swish!... " Liu Xun caught up with Di Yi at such a fast speed, and rushed into the crowd of fleeing psychics with Di Yi!
Among the ten people, Di Yi was the fastest. Liu Xun used the Bleeding Step and caught up with the German psychic together with Di Yi. However, the other eight ancient warriors... were still several hundred meters away!
Di Yi and Liu Xun looked at each other, but they didn't say anything. They attacked the German psychic at the same time!
The German psychic felt the attacks from Di Yi and Liu Xun, and nine light curtains as thick as bowls suddenly appeared, submerging both of them!
The moment the light curtain submerged the two of them, an ancient bronze sword and a blood-red weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword, and a knife but not a knife shattered the light curtain. The combined attack of nine psychics could not stop Liu Xun and Di Yi!
"Now that you're here, why would you want to leave?" Di Yi snorted coldly and rushed directly towards the old psychic from Germany. This old psychic was undoubtedly the strongest among all the psychics in Germany!
"Asshole!" The German psychics' faces changed drastically. They didn't dare to stop, because if they stopped, the ancient warriors behind them would catch up. At that time, escaping... would not be an easy thing.
"The blue dragon emerges from the water!" Emperor Yi shouted softly, and the sword light of the Dragon Roar Sword extended ten meters long, forming a huge sword light that blocked the nine psychics!
"Rebellion in all directions!" The emperor appeared in front in an instant, and the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand swept out. The sharp sword light made the nine psychics change color and dodge.
Di Yi held the Dragon Roar Sword in his right hand and slashed at the old German Psychic fiercely. His eyes were extremely cold and he rushed in front of the old German Psychic in an instant... less than three feet away!
The cold sword light swept across mercilessly, blood splattered, a broken arm soared into the sky, and the blood dyed the sky red!
"Impossible!" The old psychic's face changed drastically, because he didn't see Di Yi's attack clearly at all. The other psychics were also shocked, because they didn't know the secret of the people with double pupils!
Previously, four psychics besieged Di Yi, and Di Yi suffered a lot of injuries, but he also learned about the offensive of the German psychics. Only Di Yi knew their offensive and secret methods, which means... the attacks of the German psychics can no longer cause any harm to him!
Moreover, at that time, there were four people fighting against Emperor Yi. Now the German superpowers have lost their fighting spirit and are all fleeing. Emperor Yi is facing a group of scattered people! When the two sides are evenly matched, whoever flees first will die!
The old German superpower quickly retreated several meters, distanced himself from Di Yi, and groaned in pain while caressing his broken arm! Blood was gushing out of his broken arm, and his expression was distorted by the pain.
Kill him while he's weak! This was Di Yi's usual method. At this moment, he swung his sword backwards with his backhand. The brilliant sword light was like a star falling to the earth, emitting a dazzling divine light, and chopped diagonally towards the neck of the old German superpower!
The old German psychic keenly sensed that this sword would take his life, so he moved sideways two meters to avoid Di Yi's attack.
Emperor Yi sneered, in terms of speed... he said he was second, no one dared to say he was first, not even Liu Xun, at least not now!
Di Yi’s speed reached its limit, he avoided the other eight German psychics and attacked the seriously injured old psychic again!
"Swish, swish, swish!..."
At this moment, afterimages appeared in the sky. Liu Xun took a glance and knew... All the ancient warriors of China had arrived, which meant that the following battle would be the last one of this campaign!
"Kill the God!" Emperor Yi suddenly shouted, and the Dragon Roar Sword seemed to come alive, directly shattering the energy light curtain formed by the old psychic. A green light flashed along the old psychic's neck and cut off his head!
In an instant, a column of blood spurted out from the old psychic's neck, and a head... floated in the air!
"Master once said that once the war begins, whoever offends China... will be punished no matter how far away they are!" The emperor held the Dragon Roar Sword in one hand. There was not a drop of blood on the sword, and his strange double pupils flashed coldly in the dark night.
"Damn it!" The remaining eight German psychics knew that something bad was going to happen. They now regretted retreating without a fight, because now there were only eight of them left and they could not fight a protracted war with the nine Chinese people. What's more... there was also Liu Xun, who made them even more afraid!
"Those who surrender will not be killed!" Just as the German psychics were preparing to fight to the death, Liu Xun's words suddenly rang out.
After the words fell, Lin Feng and others frowned. Di Yi, Liu Xun's second grandfather, Yan Chong and others... looked at Liu Xun in confusion.
Those who surrender will not be killed? What is this person doing? Doesn't he know the principle of letting the tiger go back to the mountain? And what basis does he have to say this? You know, not everyone knows that Liu Xun is Liu Xun.
"Are you serious?" The Chinese man made a promise. The German psychic knew this, and the other party was a traditional Chinese warrior. Although Liu Xun was not one, he was strong enough to fight against them, and the aura he had just released... really made everyone fearful.
So they thought... Liu Xun would definitely not go back on his word!
"Of course I'm serious, but you must swear an oath not to invade China again before the next war begins!" Liu Xun said in a hoarse voice.
"Well, we choose to surrender. We believe that you in China will not go back on your word!" Now the only way for the German psychics is to surrender. There are only eight of them, and it is only a matter of time before they are killed by the Chinese ancient warriors!
But they forgot the most important point... Will Liu Xun really keep his promise and let the tiger go back to the mountains? (To be continued)