'Skylark feather sword: the fourteenth floor. (Trait: Strength is enhanced by fourteen levels, speed is enhanced by fourteen levels, and explosive power is enhanced by fourteen levels. Additional abilities: light body, split shadow, double speed.'
"It seems that the limit has been broken, but because the power of the sword itself is not strong, even if it is practiced to this point, it is about the same level of lethality as the sect master."
"The body is nourished enough, and the burden is not too big. It can be raised a few more layers." Lu Sheng calmed down, and if he had enough spiritual power, he simply raised it to the limit his body could bear.
"Come on, deduce the next level of the Skylark Flower Lingjian!"
Lu Sheng muttered in his heart, and at the same time clicked the deduction button again.
The frame is blurred and then clear, clear and blurred, after more than ten times in a row.
Finally, the deduction button completely disappeared, which means that the deduction limit of this sword technique has been reached. There is no way to continue to deduce the overall theory of swordsmanship.
Lu Sheng breathed out, obviously feeling that all the muscles in his whole body were soaked in boiling water, his whole body was hot and itchy, the spiritual power of dozens of units crazily nourished the flesh and bones of the whole body, and the earth energy also took the opportunity to cooperate, greatly Reduce the burden of improving physical fitness.
buzz...
A sound of meat growing and rubbing against Lu Sheng continued to radiate from Lu Sheng's body.
His arms began to grow longer and thicker, and his back muscles became stronger and stronger. It seemed that the contours of his muscles bulged slightly like wings through his clothes.
The legs and waist seemed to be congested, rapidly swelled and enlarged.
"Not bad..." Lu Sheng carefully perceived his current state, and his vitality had increased by at least ten times. Even the body that has been nourished by the earth energy for so long has reached its limit. It is conceivable that this deduction has been greatly strengthened.
He thought carefully about the brand new Skylark Flower Feather Sword that had just been deduced, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.
"This is really... an unexpected deduction route..." He also didn't expect Deep Blue to strengthen this light and spiritual sword technique in such a way.
"But it doesn't matter, as long as the power becomes stronger."
"Chen Ziluo! Are you there?" A soft shout came from outside the yard.
Lu Sheng came back to his senses and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.
"come in."
Soon, He Xirou, who was dressed in a black and red horse, strode in with a whip in his hand.
The tight-fitting horse suit perfectly highlighted her uneven figure, with a full and firm chest, slender and round legs, and a small buttocks.
As well as the loose long hair and bright red mouth, any part of the body can make it difficult for any opposite sex to divert their attention.
"Going to ride a horse?" He Zhiruan rushed to Lu Sheng and shook the whip in his hand.
"No time."
"Do you want to do this? You know how to practice swords all day long. Don't you find this kind of life boring??"
"I think it's good, don't worry about it." Lu Sheng inserted the blade back into the scabbard.
At this moment, He Xiruan also noticed the obviously bigger outline of Lu Sheng.
"I said, you have been exercising for the past few days, and you seem to have grown stronger?"
"Yeah??"
"Yeah. It's grown a lot, but it looks more secure than before." He Xiang smiled softly. "Let me tell you, I found a few extra beautiful girls. If you go together, you might be able to hook up with a few more."
Lu Sheng had known for a long time that she was a standard two-way plug, a hungry ghost who could take both men and women.
"I'm not interested. And if I'm looking for it, I don't have to look far away." Lu Sheng walked slowly to the shade of the tree, and took a sip of the salt water on the wooden table.
"You mean me?" He Zhiruan suddenly became interested, "Aren't you afraid of my parents?"
"You think I'll be afraid?" Lu Sheng smiled.
"You are really courageous." He Xiangruan raised his eyebrows.
"Speaking of which, my father wants to see you." She said suddenly.
"Huh?" Lu Sheng was taken aback. He thought for a while, then shook his head. "Didn't your father go out? Let's talk about it when the old man comes back."
"you said."
In a dense forest.
boom! !
Several Donggui Sect disciples were blown away and fell to the ground like paper men, unable to make a sound for a while.
"you you!!?"
A tall man with blood all over his face pointed at the two of them and was too frightened to speak.
A white-haired old man with short hair and a medium build slowly put away the straight knife in his hand.
"The Qishan Martial League, the League, they're all out anyway, so don't go back. Wouldn't it be better to stay here forever?" He looked down at the Donggui sect disciples all over the place.
"Bold lunatic!!" Suddenly a figure shot from a distance like an arrow, and immediately slashed at the old man with a sword.
His sword is fast and powerful, and it is undoubtedly the head of the entire Donggui sect.
The person who came was Xu Fan, the leader of the Donggui Sect.
"I heard that the Paihai Raging Palm of the Donggui Sect is a unique skill in the world, are you looking down on me with a sword?" The old man's face was calm, and the straight knife turned into a black line in an instant and slashed at his head.
clang! ! !
... ... ... ...
under the setting sun.
The Jiuning Sword sent convoy was slowly moving along the river.
Suddenly, a large net on the muddy ground was thrown up, covering the faces of several pack horses.
hiss! !
The horses were frightened, and the convoy suddenly turned upside down. The sword sect masters in the car jumped out one after another.
"who!?"
"Die hahahaha!!" A gray figure rushed into the crowd like a cannonball, drawing bloody traces like butterflies with two knives in his hands.
At the same time, all the sects of the Qishan Wumeng, such as the Blood Gun Sect and the Huansha Dao Sect, were attacked halfway.
And because of the time difference, when the Dongshan faction, the leader of the alliance, got the news, the dust had already settled.
The Dongshan faction was about to come to the rescue, but soon after a gray-haired old man with a sword went up the mountain, Yi Chuan, the master of the Dongshan faction, was seriously injured on the spot.
It was rumored that if the Duan Yin master of the Emei School hadn't arrived in time, the entire Dongshan School might have been wiped out on the spot.
When the news came out, there was an uproar in the world.
And some insiders also came forward to confirm that the other six heads and elite teams of Qishan Wumeng were intercepted and killed on the way. Now their whereabouts are unknown, they may have been kidnapped.
Before the factions digested this heavy news, the second news immediately spread again.
The blood gun sect in the Qishan Martial League was destroyed. Thirty-seven members of the entire sect died tragically, leaving no bones or dogs behind.
Wulin was in an uproar. The Blood Gun Sect is considered to be the top three faction in the Seven Mountains Martial Arts League, yet it was wiped out in one day! This is simply the most sensational shocking news in decades.
But immediately after, the Sanding Gate of Dongchuan Mansion was also bloodbathed, leaving only a few out-of-the-box masters, who escaped their lives because they were not in the faction by accident.
A few days later, Huansha Daomen was killed, too.
But this time, because Huanshadaomen is located in a busy city, someone really saw who the murderer was this time.
When the portrait of the figure was spread, someone finally figured out the identity of the visitor. The person who started to destroy the family was the great master of the evil way, Hou Zhong, the red shadow Shura sword king who was thought to be missing for many years.
After the news came out, everyone in the rivers and lakes felt insecure.
There are rumors that the Red Shadow Shura Saber suppressed the righteous way because he couldn't get used to the evil people being suppressed out of breath.
Shaolin Wudang Emei teamed up with the government to issue arrest warrants. But then it was reported that the wanted hunting team was intercepted halfway, and no one survived.
For a time, the great master of the evil way oppressed the world, and everyone in the righteous way was in danger.
But at this moment, Grandmaster Chiying Shura Dao had come to the foot of Yeshan in a fair and honest manner.
At this time, he has broken through the five gates of the sect, and his power is unrivaled.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Wang Houzhong looked calmly at the entrance to the mountain which had been guarded several times in the distance.
Most of the leaders and elites of the Qishan Martial League stopped on the way. As long as the gates of the mountains are broken again, the so-called Seven Mountains Martial League will be destroyed without attack.
"The sixth sect." He was an old man with gray hair and a serious expression. "Soon, it will be Emei Wudang's turn to deal with the Qishan Wumeng... This world should be dominated by my Evil League."
He walked slowly towards the mountain gate, his steps were unremarkable, but each step gave people a feeling of heavy vibration.
Several mountain gate disciples guarding the gate felt dizzy after only a few glances, and they dared not look any further.
"Who is it!!?" The disciple guarding the mountain clearly saw that he was not a good person. Judging by his aura, he was very likely to be a master of evil ways.
The mountain guard disciple who led the team arranged for the younger brother to go up the mountain to report the news, while holding the hilt of his sword, his whole body tensed and shouted.
Wang Houzhong glanced at the thin bodies of these disciples guarding the mountain, and shook his head slightly.
"My old man, Wang Houzhong, is here to pay homage to the mountain to test the sword. Please let me know." His attitude was quite polite. It is completely different from going to other Qishan Wumeng sects.
"Worshiping the mountain to test the sword?? Wang Houzhong??" As soon as these two words were uttered, a group of Yeshan disciples trembled like sifting chaff under the archway guarding the mountain.
beep! !
In an instant, a disciple desperately blew the piercing warning whistle.
The whole Ye Shan suddenly became active, like a sleeping beast, suddenly awakened by the harsh whistle, and the hair all over his body stood up rapidly. The blood in his body also flowed rapidly.
Wang Houzhong watched the scene in front of him quietly. As a great master of evil ways, he naturally has his bearing.
Several masters of Shaolin Wudang teamed up to attack, and he broke through easily. This mere Yeshan Sword Sect is just a member of the Qishan Martial League, so naturally it has no fear at all.
He stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for the entire Yeshan Sword Sect to prepare everything.
After a while, under the archway of the mountain gate, several elders floated up, carrying long swords and looking solemn.
Among them, the elders Yan Qinrong and Wang Yue who stayed at the mountain gate took the lead.
As the elder masters second only to the head of the sword sect, both of them also have their own famous nicknames in the world.
But facing this peerless master who claims to have continuously bloodbathed the Qishan Wumeng sect, the two of them, including the disciples behind them, felt terrified.
Some of the timid ones were even more exhausted, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was already full of sweat.
"Baishan, try the sword, can we start?" Wang Houzhong was a little impatient.
Although because of someone's face, he patiently gave Yeshan Sword Sect such great respect, but this is already the limit he can give. His time is precious, not to be wasted standing here.