The Earth Is My Dantian Chapter 25: Fire Kylin
Before the war came, the wind was raging, the gale and the yellow sand were not naughty, and they stopped obediently.
There is a tranquility between the sky and the earth.
Boom!
There was a shock in the twilight. It came from Ye Wangye. His clothes were flying and his face was cold, and he finally showed his power as the number one in the world.
A big hand that covers the sky and the sun, glowing with golden light, covering the sky and the earth, crushing the void and collapse, the sky and the earth trembling, and it is necessary to slap the old man with sword.
The Lord Ye is bullying the old man Tijian’s body decline, unable to withstand the blow of the world.
At this moment, a vision of Ye Wangye appeared behind him, an invincible phantom, covering the entire Huangsha Ancient Road, seeming to cross the Nine Heavens Gate, high and vast, with infinite power.
This blow also caused people around him to breathe.
is too powerful.
is like a millstone of heaven and earth, crushed, no matter whether it is a person or everything, if you dare to block it, it will definitely be crushed.
The old man Tijian narrowed his eyes to watch this move, and in his eyes he saw the spirit of the sky and the earth.
Although the prince Ye is close to seventy years old, his body is at his peak, like an eternal and immortal god, with a little movement, the spirit and wolf smoke can fill an army of millions.
He stood at the pinnacle of martial arts in the world.
The light in the eyes of the old man with the sword is uncertain. Forty years have passed, and Ye Wangye has really grown too much. Back then, he had to use words to stimulate the old man with the sword to leave the customs early, but now, he can wait for the old man with the sword. Provoked at home.
"You have grown up so much, I'm not bad." The old man Tijian whispered, and he reached out his hand to pat the lame horse under him, causing the horse to neigh, and then suddenly walked away and started running.
The lame horse ran, with a ridiculous posture, but at an amazing speed.
Ma'er didn't run towards Ye Wangye, but rushed towards the palm that fell like the sky.
Boom!
While running, the horse hissed, shaking the sky and the earth, giving out vibrations like the collapse of a snowy mountain.
The big golden hand exploded in the neigh of the lame horse.
Prince Ye frowned, his move was not an old man with a sword, but a lame horse?
Not only was Ye Wangye surprised, all the onlookers stared wide-eyed.
This horse is very thin, very old, and lame. How can it be so terrifying?
The old man with the sword sitting on the horseback said faintly: "Ye Hong, you went to one hundred thousand mountains to experience yourself, and you met a unicorn. You wanted to take it back and use it as a mount for yourself, but the unicorn was unwilling to live or die. , You shot angrily and broke one of Qilin's legs."
Prince Ye was surprised: "This lame horse is the unicorn of the year?"
When these words came out, everyone was excited. The beast unicorn, the king of the beasts, was born noble, and the birth of the unicorn means auspiciousness.
But how could a unicorn be turned into a lame horse?
The lame horse, being watched by everyone, suddenly yelled up to the sky.
houhouhouhou!
has a deep voice, not the neigh of a horse, but a strong breath of king.
Flames burned on the lame horse. It was the unicorn sacred fire, which burned the lame horse at once, exposing the body.
Fire Qilin.
From the outside, lion head, antlers, tiger eyes, moose body, dragon scales, and oxtail are all in one.
Four hooves were burning with flames, and one of the legs was lame, which was interrupted by Ye Wangye.
The unicorn has the ability to regenerate, and the lame leg can be restored, but this fire unicorn is unwilling to do so.
It is majestic and majestic, and whispered: "Ye Hong, you interrupted one of my legs back then, and today I will also interrupt yours."
"Back then, you didn't want to be a mount for me, and would rather die than surrender. Why do you become someone else's mount today?" Ye Wangye sneered.
Huoqilin's humane mockery said: "Ye Hong, your heart is thin, and you only think about the peak of martial arts. When your mount, besides being kept in captivity, what are the benefits?"
"Where are you now, following him and turning into a horse, life is better?" Ye Wangye said indifferently.
"Ye Hong, you are a genius, but you are too extreme. You don’t understand the feelings of many people in the world. Maybe you don’t bother to understand. You believe in power, but power will defeat you. I follow the master, but learn How to enter the world, in the past forty years, I finally understand the meaning of existence in this world." Huo Qilin said.
"Then you are going to besiege me now?" Ye Wangye sneered and said.
Although he faced the old man with the sword and the fire unicorn, he was not afraid at all. The invincible figure behind him became more and more solid, and the terrifying aura was like a big wave, slapped one after another.
rumbling!
The yellow sand was rolled up, forming a small sandstorm, raging around.
The fire unicorn and the old man with the sword were unmoved, the old man with the sword said lightly: "My body is broken, decayed, and can't make a single blow, and I haven't cultivated the soul, and I can't leave the soul. Fight, I can say that there is no fighting power."
Prince Ye looked at him without denial.
Ye Sheng was surprised: "There is no fighting power, then he will come?"
Qingxu Dao Chang shook his head and said: "The old man Tijian and Ye Wangye are actually the same kind of people, pursuing the ultimate martial arts, so it is not hesitating to give up their lives for this. The difference is that Ye Wangye has eliminated humanity and put the martial arts free. In the first place, the old man with sword is rolling in the red dust and enlightening martial arts."
Ye Sheng seemed to understand, these realms were too high and deep, he was only seven days old, and the distance was too far.
The fire unicorn spouted flames from its nose, and a sulphur smell filled it. It said: "The master’s body died ten years ago. Over the years, I bleed the master every year to extend his life. Until recently, I also felt Life is approaching, and the body can’t maintain its peak even while it’s still declining, so I came to Xianyang with my master to find you to avenge your old grudges, and taste the world's first name by the way."
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What are they realizing, such a loss of life?
Prince Ye calmly said: "So, two dying masters and servants, come to sharpen my martial arts, it's really good."
The old man with the sword smiled slightly, reached out his hand to touch the sword hanging on the back of the fire unicorn, and missed it: "I haven't made a sword in forty years, but in my heart, I have cut 13 swords. I realize Sword for nearly a hundred years, just to cut out these thirteen swords today."
"Life, thirteen swords!" The old man Tijian drew out the long sword.
The long sword, which had been in the dust for forty years, slowly pulled out from his hand.
sonorous!
A long-lost, crisp sound resounded through the world.
Countless sword intent bursts, the entire Huangsha Ancient Road, virtual long swords condensed and disillusioned, this is the supreme sword intent.
The old man with the sword lifted the long sword, closed his eyes, and said: "Ye Hong, Sheng, Thirteen Swords, please understand!"
rumbling!
The sword intent on the old man's body was like thunder, which filled the sky, his body slowly flew up, and yellow sand swept around.
The old man Tijian’s hair fluttered, and a fierce face appeared on the old face. Muran, with a bang, his body exploded.
There are countless sword intents in the entire sky, besides that sword.
The people around looked surprised, this, is the old man Tijian dead?
Fire Qilin saw this scene, jumped up, spouting flames from his mouth, and flew into the air with a bang, and then exploded.
The sky full of sword energy, the sky full of unicorn blood, the sky full of flames, entangled.
Slowly, they gathered into a virtual figure, reaching a height of one hundred meters, unparalleled momentum, and the oppressing people were breathing tightly.
The old man mentioning the sword.