Wuzhen Cangqiang

Chapter 147: Enlightenment ~ One Hundred and Fifty Chapters

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"Puff!" He staggered, squirting a big mouthful of scarlet blood, his face pale and his breath weak.

"Kneel down!" She focused the sound waves on Zhang Xiaotian's knees.

Suddenly, the sound of the bone fractured and broken, he staggered, leaned forward greatly, and was about to kneel down.

"Never admit defeat!" Zhang Xiaotian clenched his fist, "Beng Beng Beng..." The sound was straight, and the red blood flowing down the flow was so touching.

In this way, he just straightened his body, like a strong pine rising from the clouds, like a rock, immortal.

"Since I can't get you, then..." An angry voice came out, with the meaning of burning jade and stone.

"Hahaha..." She laughed wildly, one palm shot out, the wind was surging, and a fin that crossed the sky, glowing with monstrous black awns, slammed towards Zhang Xiaotian fiercely.

"Is it really going to die?" The murmur reached her ears vaguely.

After only hearing a sound, the sound of the giant fish hitting the sea surface came out, and after that, nothing was left.

"I'm too stiff, I should use soft tricks to slow down!" She sighed slightly, frowning slightly, a little sad, there is a kind of indescribable, it is pity.

Soon, she noticed something wrong, and there was no trace of blood radiating. Before, there seemed to be something hidden, disappeared, or to be precise, left.

"Want to go, it's not that easy!" She snorted coldly, squeezing her head, her whole body tumbling, flying by at speed.

Finally, Zhang Xiaotian was stopped in the sky.

"Sure enough, there is a hole card!" she secretly said.

"You can't stop me!" Zhang Xiaotian didn't know how he would say this.

When the words fell, my body flashed with mysterious spiritual patterns, shining brilliantly, and the spiritual light was overwhelming, and the spiritual power light patterns stretched away.

Like a goddess dispersing flowers, and like the overlord of the sea and the octopus monster, it protrudes tentacles from all directions, trying to submerge the opponent, but before it is the strongest, the wind is surging and the clouds are trembling.

Just listen to the loud noise of "bang, bang, bang...", like a firework bomb exploding, it is extremely gorgeous, but there are unusually violent spiritual shock waves raging in all directions.

"Through the sky~!" Zhang Xiaotian suddenly shouted.

His whole body was so bright that it was so blazing that it was invisible. The supreme majesty was gushing out, the clouds in the sky were all cleared, and the pressure of the atmosphere was suffocated.

This scene, the other party did not dare to underestimate it.

The whole person is like Avalokitesvara with a thousand hands, with light whips fiercely traversing the sky, wherever he goes, everything explodes, causing the entire sky to explode one after another.

On the opposite side, the air waves are tumbling, the giant fish flooding the sea, and the purple light is overwhelming. Two of the fins are flying across the sky. The sky and the earth are like water, splitting the waves, as if to separate the sky and the earth.

The two confronted each other, and the dazzling light broke out. In an instant, the sun and the moon disappeared, and the mountains and rivers shook. The clanging sound of the impact, like a divine iron slamming, frightened to the bottom of my heart.

"(Through the sky and explode) explode!" He yelled, all the light whips exploded on their own initiative, causing the entire sky to lose its luster, leaving only the aftermath of the explosion raging.

The endless spiritual shock wave swept away from the center like a hurricane. A wave of stalwart power poured out in all directions, and the two of them were shocked, and both were shaken back tens of feet away.

However, Zhang Xiaotian, taking this form into a human-shaped brilliance, shot straight into the distance. In the end, only a long rainbow of light remained in the sky.

"You can't escape after all, the palm of my hand." She smiled slightly. There is no smell of the enemy running away, hoarse, but rather calm, as if everything is under control.

"Mother! Is that you?" Zhang Xiaotian closed his eyes and looked inside, his voice trembling with hope.

But there is no response...

Zhang Xiaotian stood still in a Gobi Desert. After a long time, he sighed and got up. His eyes, from a little bit of confusion, to now exude an amazing brilliance.

When did the newborn sun slowly rise, wisps of ray across the sky and the earth, shining on the sea, as if wearing a golden leather coat.

This scene makes people comfortable, and there is involuntary warmth in my heart.

Zhang Xiaotian was obsessed, and his expression was indescribable.

In his mind, there was a scene of rising sun and setting sun. Constantly and often...

The main thing is that he has gone through various life and death battles along the way, and each has a new experience. His heart to the Tao is like a rock and will never change. There is only one chance.

It's a pity that the cultivation base could not be improved, and Zhang Xiaotian was like a volcano that was erupting quickly, but was suppressed to death. At this moment he was out of danger, as if he had untied some important baggage.

Finally, he realized that, he verified the previous martial arts, combined them one by one, and compared the current scene.

A dazzling beam of light blooms, this is an ordinary iron sword. He swung a sword, the sword light gushing, dazzling, brilliance shimmering, brightening the mountains and rivers.

He swayed freely, like a swordsman who has walked the world for many years, his whole body, the sword aura was hazy, around him, and turbulent.

In the end, the sword light gathered and condensed on the sword. The inner rhyme of sword light is as fierce as a star, brilliant.

"..." Zhang Xiaotian chanted, he gently chopped and chopped, his sword light was released, and his sword power ravaged Cangyu... This is a mass attack martial art that can attack nine days.

"This trick is called Jiu Tian Xing Guang Hui Cang Yu!" While swinging his sword, he thought for a long time.

The name of martial arts, of course, does not refer to that powerful, but vaguely, he has a kind of ambition and wants to make these martial arts the most powerful martial arts in the world.

On the way, his sword moves did not stop, and the trail of the iron sword was endless, like a river rushing, magnificent. At first glance, the dazzling, mysterious and mysterious, people are deeply intoxicated.

Sword Qi is surging, and even extends into a realm. It feels like a tiger in the realm, fierce and fierce, and then like a strong man with a broken arm, it has a kind of compassionate taste.

He has a feeling of engraving a legend, and he is very excited.

In his hand, the sound of swords is endless, and the swords are flashing, fighting horizontally and horizontally, moving clouds and flowing water, all in one go.

Soon one day passed, when the sun went down. And he used a single move to cut the sunset and attack continuously. The afterglow of the sunset never disappeared. He was like a tireless robot, extremely enthusiastic.

Finally, he wielded another artistic conception, that sword, like the river is going down...

I don't know how long it took.

In the end, the sword light faded, like a ray of light, shining into people's hearts, piercing through the world, like a dragon, slashing boldly, bursting into strings...

Zhang Xiaotian was here, dancing swords for three days. He watched the sun rise, the sun set, and the tides ebb and flow. He was like an old monk entering concentration and scholars reading at night. A picture, chewing mood. Feel the vicissitudes of life and the strength of the sky.

There was a slight change in his mood.

Finally, he created the four martial arts of Zhigang and Zhiyang. Zhang Xiaotian guessed that the power of the four martial arts should be between the yellow and profound martial arts, but this was created by himself, and the power is unpredictable. After all, it is most suitable for him. The best martial arts is the best martial arts.