Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 530 My knife is lonely as blood!

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It's been two full years.

Su Qinian looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who still looked indifferent. The sound of firecrackers sounded the New Year's Eve. He was seventeen. It had been two years on New Year's Eve and he had not seen his parents or elder brother again.

He knew that it must be cold and gloomy in the dungeon, and with his mother's unfounded physique, her joints would tingle every winter and lunar month, which was due to years of rheumatism.

All of this is just because the Yizhiqiankun in front of him needs to find a scapegoat, and also because he has no foundation in the court of the Su family, a regular eighth-rank arsenal editor with a humble background, no power and no power, is the best candidate.

"Is your heart made of iron?"

Su Qinian looked at Ling Tong, his tone was unusually calm, but the life-saving knife in his hand began to make a sharper screeching sound.

Ling Tong looked at Su Qinian in front of him, but he laughed out loud. He laughed coldly, with a mocking look on his lips, and said, "It's really a naive question. Throughout the ages, winners and losers, the weak preyed on the weak, don't say anything to sympathize with the weak , that is just a charity for the strong to maintain peace and comfort after the establishment of order. Ben Hou has a heart like iron, how could he see ants in his eyes? Even if you Su Qinian has grown to this stage, so what, do you think you can beat this With more than a hundred years of Hou Hou's accumulation, you probably haven't really understood that the gap between the tenth level of Yuanshen is better than the second level of Yuanshen. This Marquis will let you experience the great difference between the martial phase state and the rebirth state. do not!"

boom!

A majestic aura like the wrath of the sky rose from Ling Tong's body, shattering the void in an instant, covering Su Qinian, and the two of them fell into the cave world.

It was a martial figure like a god. If it was real, it could be seen that the rough body, the Dao pattern like a river, and the two streams of Yin and Yang flowed. Standing in the world of the cave, it seemed to be the only one in this dark place. Can be the master of destiny.

The eighth level of primordial spirit, the realm of martial arts!

At this level, the primordial spirit accepts the Tao, transforms into form, and becomes the carrier of the Tao, which can display terrifying power.

Su Qinian's white hair was agitated. At this moment, the pressure on him was enormous. Even if he opened the great orifice of the divine treasure, Cheng Wang's physical body faintly trembled, especially in the ancestral orifice courtyard, where the gods were trapped. Misty, even though he has already started the eighth stage of "Ecstasy Dafa", the gap is too great compared with the soul of the eighth stage of martial arts, so big that the will of the soul has already made his thoughts grow. Signs of stagnation.

But nothing can stop his burning heart.

That adhering to the bright fighting spirit and accumulating hundreds of **** Yeye's edge completely burst out at this moment.

In the dark void with unknown origin and direction, at one end of the tributary of time and space, a figure stood up, and the long snow-like hair turned black as he walked.

Thousands of feet above the shoulders of the Martial Prime Minister, Ling Tong frowned, looking at the figure walking out of Su Qinian's body, there have always been rumors that this young man has a rare martial art, but before the tenth level of Yuanshen, he summoned the future body in advance .

At this moment, the two Su Qinian stood side by side, and the future body belonging to Su Qinian also held the handle of the knife with his backhand. The eyes are serious, firm, neutral, even paranoid.

He had been brewing this sword for two full years. As early as the day when he had to accept the true meaning of his life, he had a rough shape, but he kept it deep in his heart.

Until today, in the Forbidden City, he was able to realize the second original mystery of the way of the knife, and this knife finally took shape.

In the past two years, Su Qinian has seen too many lives and deaths, whether it was from the Moyun Mountains at the beginning, to the Dragon Tomb, or even across time and space, back to those dark years, he has seen all kinds of warriors, some are peaceful, Some people are unruly, some are evil, some are unclean, and some are so lonely...

But when it comes to loneliness, no one knows better than Su Qinian. In fact, he is more lonely than anyone else.

Even if his Su Mansion was in trouble, he never bowed his head to anyone, the loneliness in Happy Valley, he wanted to go alone, even so, he didn't want anyone to see the loneliness in his heart.

Even if the loneliness is like an abyss, like a dead sea, you still have to move forward, so that everyone can see his back.

Regardless of past life or present life, he is such a person.

Almost at the same time, Su Qinian and Future raised their heads and looked at the Qianzhang Wuxiang who belonged to Ling Tong. The arrogance and perseverance flowing in his blood, at this moment, completely bloomed in this world with the death knife.

"My knife is as lonely as blood!"

Su Qinian paused every word, Ling Tong raised his eyebrows, and then saw a bright saber light.

Whether it is Su Qinian or his future body, at this moment, the same saber is cut out, and at the same time, a golden jade-like pure yang energy hangs down from the eyebrows of the two, pouring into the instant revived life-saving knife .

Compared to Su Qinian himself, the pure yang energy hanging from the eyebrows and heart of the future body is as thick as a baby's arm. Su Qinian clearly felt that from his spine, there were three great orifices opened, The Qi and blood in the small world of Sanfang Shenzang Daqiao rushed out, and the two sword lights merged and merged into one.

This knife is centered, and the light of the knife is crystal clear, blooming with sacred brilliance.

The arrogance of this knife, it can be seen that on the top of a mountain, a figure stands with his hands behind his back, and there is no one around him.

This is the twentieth knife of Sui's life!

This is Su Qinian's arrogance and obsession. His bones and blood are full of majesty and madness. His sword is upright and unyielding, and his spirit and will are as strong as gold and iron.

It's hard to imagine what kind of sword intent this is, even withstood the oppression of Ling Tong's primordial will, and opened up a pure land in that huge spiritual ocean.

This knife!

A look of shock appeared in Ling Tong's eyes. It wasn't the knife that threatened him, but the knife intent displayed by this knife. It's hard to imagine what kind of sword intent this is. Is this the rumored death-killing knife?This knife light seemed to be imprinted in his mind forever.

Most importantly, according to Ling Tong's induction, this knife might not be able to be stopped by the ordinary Yuanshen four-level Dao fruit state, and he would be seriously injured if he was not dead, and the five-level avatar would also have to avoid the edge temporarily.

Although the power of the psychic sword was used, even without the magic sword, in Ling Tong's view, it was enough to make Yuanshen Sicheng back away.

A first-class person who has never proved the Dao Yuanshen, a young warrior, can actually possess such a terrifying sword technique, display such a terrifying killing power, and be as indifferent as Ling Tong. I have to sigh, this young man in front of me is really amazing. In other words, it is enough to shake the past and shine the present.

It can be called the king of the holy ban!

Ling Tong made a move.

A thousand-foot warrior raised his hand, and his index finger was like a pillar of heaven, encircling the two qi of yin and yang, and evolved into two thick Taoist chains, which were wrapped around that giant finger. Nothing will exist anymore, and all Taoism will disappear in smoke.

"One Finger of the Universe"!

Belonging to this unique martial art with one finger to the universe, it ranks half-top and is famous in the world. With one finger to the universe, yin and yang are reversed, and all ways retreat.

Ding!

The light of the saber collided with the giant finger, and the dazzling light burst out. Even Ling Tong couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly. The sharpness of the saber made even his martial minister's finger feel a little stinging and raw.

In the whole world, there are so many people with primordial spirits who can touch him. His eyes are cold, and his thousand-footed warrior roars loudly, and his voice seems to penetrate the world.

Immediately, Qianzhang Wuxiang glowed, Yin and Yang Dao flowed, and that finger became bright, and the sword light shattered with a bang.

call!

Su Qinian let out a muffled snort, and together with his future body, flew across several miles like a meteor, setting off a gust of wind in this dark, hollow world.

puff!

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Su Qinian's face was pale, as strong as the future body, and his face was as white as paper, because at this moment they were facing an enemy that was impossible to defeat.

But even if he can't win, it can't make him let go of the hand holding the knife.

A few miles away, Ling Tong stood on the shoulder of Qianzhang Wuxiang, and said coldly: "Surrender, or die!"

He is like a god overlooking the common people, living high above the heavens, and all living things are like ants, and life and death are like clouds and smoke in his eyes, insignificant.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian let go of all his thoughts. At this moment, the only thing that exists on him is his fighting spirit and sword.

hold head high!

The sound of dragon chant resounded in the ancestral orifice divine court, as if running through the ancient years, the entire divine court world began to be filled with sacred brilliance.

The nine-inch god's body transformed into a dragon soul. The crystal-clear and sacred dragon soul uttered a sky-shattering dragon roar. It is inherently sacred. Who can make a real dragon bow its head? Throughout the ages, the keel has been like the backbone of heaven and earth.

The coercion of the primordial spirit belonging to Ling Tong, the vast will of the primordial spirit was blocked from the ancestral aperture.

Future's whole body trembled, the life-saving knife returned to its sheath, and stepped into Su Qinian's body one step at a time.

Su Qinian's eyes trembled slightly, and he felt a strange but familiar vast qi and blood in his body, which belonged to the cultivation base and blood qi of the future body.

It did not return to the tributaries of time and space, and this was the first time Su Qinian used such changes. If he did not expect such changes, the future body would not exist, but he would be one with him in such a way.

Su Qi stroked the blade of his life in a young age, and the crystal and sacred blade trembled. As he began to induce changes, the basaltic body incarnated on the handle of the blade transformed, as if peeling off the dusty body, revealing a crystal and sacred coiling dragon. , the four-foot-nine-inch blade seems to be condensed from all the light in the world, brighter than the sun above the nine heavens.

Ok?

Ling Tong raised his eyebrows, the mutation on Su Qinian's body naturally caught his attention, from that young man, he felt a coercion originating from his blood, which faintly made him full of energy and blood, and gave birth to Slight signs of stagnation.

For his level of cultivation, although such an influence is insignificant and insignificant, it is also somewhat inconceivable. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps! I am busy at work today, the update is late, but burning is a must.)

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