Invincible Powers Chapter 455: Do your best!
Yu Yuan had long deduced that Zhanyue Daxiu was most likely from Jianzong.
The sword soul imprinted on Yu Yuan's arm bones is full of vast, mighty, and ancient sword intent. It should be Zhanyue Daxiu's own true art of swordsmanship, and the place where his avenue lies.
But the scabbard pulled out from the deserted land, from the head of Shura in the dark area, the strands of sword light and the sword intent that settled in it, should not all be enlightened by that Zhanyue Daxiu .
It is very possible that when the Zhanyue Daxiu flew across the galaxy, he smelled the sword intent secret formula left in the sky by the deceased from the same sect, collected it, and sank it into the scabbard.
Perhaps this is to return those sword intents to Jianzong after returning to the sect in the future.
Also let those who died fighting in the outer space, the exquisite swordsmanship that they have comprehended all their lives, will not be silent in the cold galaxy forever.
A sword, a sword art, without the meaning of the sword, or without comprehending the true mystery of the sword art, is absolutely impossible to exert its strongest power.
Those who don't know the subtlety of sword arts and the meaning of the sword, if they know spiritual skills, but without the infusion of spiritual power, they are just vain.
The integration of a sword intent can make a sword fight with a sword, and instantly have a soul!
For example, in front of you!
The slender spirit sword summoned by the middle-aged practitioner of the Sword Sect from the Niwan acupoint, after incorporating a ray of golden sword intent, its power increased dozens of times in an instant.
On the waist and abdomen of the skinny old man, the thumb-sized thunder ball burst out with enough shattering power to severely injure even the seventh-level and eighth-level monsters!
Yellow lightning pierced towards his veins, making Ming Chaokun hiss in a low voice.
His two spiked hands grabbed the **** hole in his waist and abdomen, and the blood was dripping from the thunder and lightning.
"Yu Yuan!"
Kong Banbi let out a low cry to attract Yu Yuan's attention, and when he found Yu Yuan, he immediately said, "Where did your scabbard come from? How can the sword intent hidden in the scabbard be able to match me?" The sword of Jianzong is fused into one? Yu Yuan, this scabbard...is it from my Jianzong?"
The rest of the sword sect's trainees were shocked by his words.
Yu Yuan, is it the scattered successor of Jianzong?
A certain sword sect master repaired, when he was traveling in the Qianxuan Continent, he passed by the imperial city where Yu Yuan was located, fell in love with Yu Yuan, taught him the sword sect's true art of swordsmanship, and gave him artifacts for self-defense?
If this is the case, why did Yu Yuan practice the "Sha Mo Body Refining Technique" and was recognized by the "Sha Mo Cauldron"?
"Let's talk later!"
Yu Yuan, who was being questioned by him, held the scabbard in both hands, and felt that strands of refined spiritual power were continuously pouring into the Huangting acupoint of the lower dantian.
His Huang Ting Xiaotiandi, which was originally full of spiritual power, quickly passed away.
Surprisingly, there is not a single ray of Qi and blood spilling out of the Xuanmen of Qi and blood in Zhongdantian.
The "Huiji soul forging technique" he practiced hard, because of the powerful and extremely sensitive mind of the sky soul, was also not involved by the scabbard, and was not affected by it.
It's just that the spiritual power is consumed so fast that he is worried that it will be exhausted soon.
He was also powerless to explain, and he didn't want to tell Kong Banbi, and those Jianzong trainees, everything about the scabbard and Zhanyue Daxiu. "Die!"
Surrounded by the sword glow cage, the skinny old man whose waist and abdomen were pierced by the slender spirit sword grinned, and pressed his waist and abdomen with his hands crossed.
"Prickly!"
Put on his back, the totem poles of the ancient demon clan suddenly appeared the ancient demon script!
The strange scenes of dragons and snakes swimming, phoenixes soaring into the sky, unicorns breathing fire, and giant elephants roaring all flashed for a moment.
Inside the narrow cage, the demonic energy was mighty, rumbling and exploding, as if the sky and the earth were collapsing and shattering.
Even the bundles of sword glows that besieged Ming Chaokun weaved a net, because of the appearance of the vision, the sword light also made a "chichi" sound, and the cage was forcibly stretched open again.
At this moment, Ming Chaokun's two hands seemed to be pulling the power of each totem pole, making the sea water in the entire Xingzhu Sea Region seem to stagnate because of this.
Time and space also have an inexplicable sense of silence.
His two hands, slowly, slowly pressed towards the continuously flying, wisps of yellow lightning, and the spirit sword that was as thin as a needle and matched with a sword intent.
The totem poles trembled violently behind Ming Chaokun's back, and the howling of monster beasts shook the nine heavens!
On Ming Chaokun's neck, the lumps of fish scales suddenly released two dazzling lights, red and white, as if possessed by a god!
"Crack!"
The **** hole in his waist and abdomen pressed by both hands, and the spirit sword that was controlled by the middle-aged practitioner of Jianzong, was instantly shattered.
A piece of dagger was ruthlessly pinched by Ming Dunkun's two hands that inserted into the **** hole in his waist, and then crushed into pieces!
At this moment, Ming Chaokun, with a ferocious expression, stared coldly at the bewildered middle-aged sword sect practitioner, and suddenly smiled, "Things like ants dare to resist me."
The sword sect cultivator's eyebrows were split open, and the Niwan acupoint collapsed and shattered immediately.
His entire face was **** and bloody, and his facial features were all clumped together.
"Junior Brother Liu!"
"Brother!"
Kong Banbi and the survivors of the Sword Sect screamed indiscriminately when they saw his appearance.
That person fell to the ground with a bang, no matter whether it was the three souls of heaven, earth, man, or flesh and blood, they all fell apart, without any breath or movement, and died because of the explosion of the spirit sword.
The sword cultivator of Jianzong, some people only cultivate one sword in their whole life, the upper, middle and lower dantian, spiritual power, blood and soul are used together to cultivate the sword.
Sword cultivators have the most terrifying killing power because of their concentration, but because of the characteristics of their practice, once the sword they have cultivated all their lives, once it is broken, they will be severely injured or even die directly!
The sword cultivator who has cultivated to the level of Yin God, Yang God, and Primordial Spirit can increase the probability of survival with the improvement of each level.
But that one is only in the subtle state, not a yin god.
In addition, when the power of his sword surged due to the return of a sword intent, the counterattack force naturally also increased sharply.
And his realm, physique, and three souls couldn't bear this sword at all, and the soaring counterattack force caused by the shattering, died tragically on the spot in an instant, and all vitality was cut off.
"Hoo!"
The skinny old man who crushed the sword had a gloomy and cold expression. Instead of standing upright, he actually sat cross-legged like a human cultivator.
Forcibly borrowing the power of the ancient monster clan's totem pole to shatter the spirit sword with sword intent seems to be a huge burden on him.
The blasted and pierced wound on the waist and abdomen also required him to spend time to heal quickly.
When he was sitting, the blood hole was still exposed, and the tendons were pulled by themselves like a python, and they adjusted miraculously.
The greatly torn wound seemed to be stitched quickly by invisible needles and threads.
"It's so abnormal! His recovery speed is comparable to that of a level nine monster!"
Du Huang of the Ancient Desolation Sect gathered all the remnants of the sect behind him, and said to Yu Yuan, "We must find another way! He should be able to recover in a short time. As before! If you can’t find a new way, everyone can’t escape!”
"Why don't you give him that Sha Mo cauldron?" A girl from the Ancient Desolation Sect said timidly and softly.
"Could you shut up!" Su Yan's pretty face was full of anger, full of hatred and resentment, a feeling of powerlessness appeared in her heart, she felt that at this moment, she looked so weak and couldn't help anything.
"Shut up!"
Du Huan also glared at the girl, snorted, and said, "The old man is not of my race. He has been suppressed by the ancient demon clan for so many years, and everyone has seen the cruel behavior just now. Such a cold-blooded foreign body is Even if it is given to the Sha Mo Cauldron, it is impossible to stop. We, including those guys in the Demon Palace, may not be able to escape."
The girl's face was pale, and her big eyes were full of sadness, "It's the tears of the Blue Devil again, and it's such a monster from outside the sky. How many secrets are buried in the Demon Palace and Demon Palace in the Sea of Star Embers? Every trial in the past , it’s all good, it’s never been like this.”
Because the Falling Star Eyes were filled with Chaos Kun's abilities, the soul of the instrument was severely injured, and Liu Ying was also seriously injured, and it was useless.
The middle-aged cultivator, after the spirit sword shattered, the rest of the people did not dare to act rashly.
Du Huang wanted to help, but he couldn't even enter the sword glow cage, and he didn't know what to do.
Yu Yuan, who was holding the scabbard in both hands, pointed at Ming Chaokun, feeling the passing of the sword light, and secretly worried, thinking hard about countermeasures.
Just when he was in a state of desperation and was at a loss for what to do, the "Shamo Cauldron" regenerated in his qi and blood dantian!
Hei Xun's soul voice came out again, "Yu Yuan, are you still alive? After seeing the Chaos Kun, you should be dead, right? Sha Mo Ding, was also taken Robbery?"
"Are you Yu Yuan or Ming Chaokun?"
Hei Xun asked tentatively, the soul voice was extremely weak and intermittent.
Doing this seems to be afraid that the owner of the "Shamo Cauldron" is already Ming Chaokun.
Afraid of Ming Chaokun's consciousness and soul thoughts, he used the "Sha Mo Ding" to determine his location according to the soul sound from him, and found him by following the clues.
"I'm alive."
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ps: There will be three chapters today, and I have been working hard in the near future. Brothers who have vertical and horizontal recommendation tickets, here are one or two. !