Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 174
It is impossible for a martial arts master in the guru realm to keep his weapon [-]% lethal even tens of miles away.

For those first-class martial arts practitioners, even if they use throwing knives, spears, bows and arrows to infuse their own true energy and launch an offensive, they can only guarantee more than [-]% of their kills within three miles. force.

Afterwards, the true power condensed on the weapon will greatly overflow and decline. If it exceeds five miles, the remaining power on the arrow may not even be able to shoot through an ordinary bamboo bone wall.

But the power from outside of martial arts made this impossible possible.

The owners of the Rainbow Stone, whether they are good, evil, cruel, cruel, greedy or any other beliefs, have one thing in common, that is, they must have a romantic feeling to challenge the "impossible" in common sense.

Can't iron be soft around the fingers?Can't man be dough?Can shadows not be manipulated?

"Can't I be the protagonist?"

When those arrows were shot, the river was turbulent, reflecting the night sky, and the long wind whimpered.

Amphipod, who has made many cheap and bad movies, is the only protagonist here, at this moment, at this moment.

He stepped into the four stars naturally, and on the arm that was raised high, the brilliance of the rainbow stone was extremely clear because of his belief, giving life to the arrow rain that condensed the true energy of hundreds of martial arts masters.

The power that was so huge that it could make the mountains tremble, and all the plants and trees in the field looked up and worshiped, and came alive under his gaze.

When these arrows flew several miles and the speed given by the longbow was exhausted, they did not fall, but rose instead.

Every arrow has grown wide and beautiful wings that are so thin that they have almost no thickness.

At the tip of each arrow, there is a curling flame, which outlines the outline of a smart vertical eye, and in the subsequent acceleration, it is stretched into a flame trail of light.

They flew higher and farther, more than a hundred streams of light flew over the high city wall, and then according to their own preferences, they selected their targets and fell down one by one.

From the place closest to the city wall, one place after another where monster mutants raged, was hit by the streamer from the sky.

There is an ape-like monster with curved horns on the top of its head, its upper body is burly and tall, but its lower body is covered with long hair, and only black toes are exposed. It is pulling up a pillar and sweeping towards the soldiers in front of it.

The feathered arrow with wings landed on top of its head, as if a vertical eye made of ice blue light blinked at it, and then the glacial true energy contained in the feathered arrow poured out.

In an instant, the monster was covered in ice from head to toe, its eyes, ears, mouth and other vulnerable places, and even ice thorns erupted from the inside.

The terrifying life force of the monster mutant made it survive in such a state of being frozen and severely injured. The mouth that was struggling to bite was the first to shoot cracks on the ice, and the loosening of the ice caused other joints to be crushed as well. Cracks.

But at this moment, the long-handled warhammers and Xuanhua axes of the two generals of the forbidden army had already separated from the left and right, and smashed on its head.

The monster's head was shattered, ice shards splashed everywhere, and two heavy weapons collided with each other.

At the opposite corner of the same square, a monster mutant with a rhinoceros horn growing on his forehead, was shot in the back by an arrow, and the flames burst out from the inside out, causing him to lie down on the ground, and there were billowing thick waves between the seven orifices. cigarette.

The soldiers of the imperial army turned the crossbow on the bed, and shot out the eight-foot-long crossbow, which was as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

Farther away, there was a monster mutant with an arm biting its mouth, paralyzed by a feather arrow full of thunderous energy, and a dozen spears pierced its body at the same time.

Accompanied by the mournful roar of the soldiers, they lifted it up into the air and tore it apart with all their might.

Shao Lingxiao watched the meteor and arrow rain approaching from far away, sliding past the sides of the tall wooden building he was in, and falling into the distance, with the sound of whistling and exploding, causing demons everywhere to subdue their spells.

The living Feather Arrow flew at top speed, from falling to erupting, the moment it collided with those monster mutants, it consumed all the true energy contained inside.

Their eruption is only a wave, and it is also a final decision, leaving no room for people to steal these true qi.

With just such a round of arrow rain, nearly half of the monster mutants in Chang'an City were killed on the spot.

A moment later, Shao Lingxiao burst out laughing when he saw the second round of streamer arrows flying from outside the city.

With his smile, the tall building under his feet immediately trembled violently, with a loud bang, and suddenly sank by more than three feet.

Laughter oppressed the entire building, sinking to the ground, three feet was not enough, the second shock, and sinking to a height of nearly two feet.

The various timbers that made up this tall building couldn't bear it, and when it sank for the third time, part of it cracked in all directions.

As the pillars and walls from top to bottom were broken and broken, the whole pavilion just stopped and became shorter layer by layer.

Boom!
Boom! !

Boom! ! !
The ground is shaking and the mountains are shaking. Even if you just listen to this sound from a distance, you will feel thrilling and turbulent.

Guan Luoyang stood there steadily, no matter how turbulent the surroundings were, he kept his eyes on Shao Lingxiao, but the fingers of his right hand hidden behind his waist moved slightly and gradually clenched into a fist.

He didn't have to be in a hurry just now, but now he can also not be impatient. With the streamer falling, the chaos is like rain, and it is not him who should be in a hurry to extinguish the demon disasters everywhere.

The wooden wreckage that cracked and scattered towards the surroundings floated in the air at a certain distance. The lower the pavilion, the higher the surrounding wreckage was.

When the place where Shao Lingxiao was standing finally became level with the ground of the street, his attempt to grab the head start had come to an end and was ineffective, so he had to launch a real attack.

What Guan Luoyang was waiting for was this moment, and the moment before this moment.

The scenery reflected on the flying light sword changed slightly, which proved that Guan Luoyang's fist had already hit Shao Lingxiao's chest at the moment the sword moved.

If his fist wanted to penetrate Shao Lingxiao's torso, he had to smash the clothing on Shao Lingxiao's chest first. This was a physical order, and there was nothing wrong with it. What was wrong was that this layer of clothing was not close to Shao Lingxiao's skin.

Between the cloth and the skin, there is also a layer of armor with a strange texture.

Guan Luoyang's punch was extremely fast, and Feng Yu's invisible penetrating characteristics had been blended into the fist, but when he hit this layer of armor, he felt that he was not attacking one person, but ten. , hundreds, thousands of different fast-swimming things.

Perhaps less than [-]% of the power of the fist actually penetrated into it, and there was a force that was so flexible that it penetrated all the way back, slowing down Guan Luoyang's speed.

Shao Lingxiao's figure disappeared like a wisp of green smoke, retreating beyond the scope of the wreckage of the pavilion, with a wave of the sword, every piece, piece, and point of the wreckage suspended in mid-air seemed to have suddenly acquired a jet force. All the momentum rushed towards Guan Luoyang.

In this scene, the wall of the wreckage, which was taller and larger than the original pavilion, suddenly collapsed to a certain point.

When all the wreckages collide and squeeze at the center to form a dense sphere, the original color of the pavilion is no longer important, because all the wreckages are plated with a layer of burnt color when they collide at high speed , the outer layer of the sphere even faintly reveals the luster of jade.

This is the third move of the Sword Art of Life, Night and Death, Black Water Lizhu.

Speaking of which, the "Huan Tian Lie Su Huan Da Fa" and "Chao Sheng Xi Di Jian Jue" in the Devil's Sect Treasure Book are famous all over the world, but few people can clearly explain the "Chao Sheng Xi Di" sword art. In the end there are several tricks.

In the records about the past lords of the Devil's Cult, it is only mentioned that they all seem to like to use the first three moves in this set of swordsmanship, including "Dragon Crying for Thousands of Miles".

In fact, from the day when this set of sword techniques was created, only the first three moves are conclusive.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, the group of creators who retreated and lived in seclusion in the southwest mountains created a complete set of swordsmanship, cut off all moves from the third move onwards, stored them in a secret box, and ordered all subsequent dynasties The leader can only observe the first three moves of the sword, and create a new way by himself.

The dragon cries for thousands of miles, the scales hide its shape, and the black water Lizhu, from the wanton and horizontal movement of the first move, to the latent savings of the second move, to the extreme depression of the third move, it is as if a dragon soaring nine days is forced to curl up It became a Lizhu under the abyss.

Forced to feel depressed and angry in people's hearts, they had to vent out, and had to create their own fourth move.

But after he got to Shao Lingxiao's hands, he finished learning the three-style sword formula, felt the galloping sword energy, suppressed like a small pearl, but he didn't feel any anger.

In his view, a truly comfortable person should be able to enjoy fun in any situation, find his own pleasure, and make his own fun.

Such negative emotions as depression, anger, mania, low self-esteem, and hatred are all imposed by the outside world, rather than born from one's own heart, like cocoon clothes layered on one's body.

Although it has become a part of my body, it is not a part of my true heart.

As long as you find the method of drawing silk and the way of cutting, after completing the corresponding things, you can leave without lingering in your arms, take off your clothes, and still be free and dust-free.

In the process of practicing the three-style sword art, his sword and his qi are all operating according to his own will. It is his own choice, so there is no need to be angry about it. Instead, it should be done after practicing the three-style. , feel relaxed and happy.

The painstaking layout of the meritorious person does not affect his mentality at all.

So much so that ten years ago, when the Great Tang launched an army crusade, Shao Lingxiao's Sword Art of Life and Death still only stayed at these three moves.

He relied on the three teachings and nine schools, high and low, and even the basic level of sword moves that he had read carefully before, mixed with these three types of sword formulas, and performed them repeatedly, upside down, and made a master of all generations. A feat that almost no one can repeat.

——Among the past lords of the Devil's Cult, even those who have deduced the sword art to nine strokes and then shattered into the void, dare not say that they are sure to defeat such five great masters before their ascension.

That is the number one sword in the world that includes the ambition to break, and it includes the head teacher of Lao Junshan who has practiced the scriptures of inaction to perfection.

However, in the ten years after the fall of the Demon Cult, the mortal enmity, coupled with the entanglement of the Dao of Inaction day and night, and the torment that would turn him into a ruthless plant, finally covered him with a layer of torture. The cocoon was too thick, so he had to give birth to his fourth move.

Weaving hate into cocoon clothes, counting nine heavy snows.

In the long torment, even the number of snowflakes has the patience to count one by one, and the things that are bound to the body and make the self-nature unable to be freed are all woven into a cocoon by such time.

Shao Lingxiao grabbed his clothes, tore the torn black robe to pieces, and tore it off from his body. There was no trace of clothing covering his entire upper body, leaving only a thin transparent armor that clings to his pale skin.

The transparent sword qi is like silk, woven into such a piece of armor with complicated techniques, and every strand of sword qi in it is still constantly cruising and changing, with different directions and speeds from each other.

The protection provided by this method of weaving armor with sword silk is much better than the pure energy for protecting the body formed by simply releasing the internal force from the acupuncture points.

But even if the fourth move and the third move were used at the same time, in Shao Lingxiao's induction, the light of life representing Guan Luoyang did not weaken at all.

The black sphere, almost just formed, began to expand outward again.

One by one, the fist prints instantly protruded from the surface of the sphere and exploded.

When the sphere shattered, flames and lightning erupted inside, making that area the most dazzling area in Chang'an City tonight.

But this blinding glare disappeared as soon as Guang Luoyang raised his right arm.

Suddenly strong light, suddenly weakened darkness.

It is to condense an arc of light that seems to be able to smash anything.

It was a trajectory driven by Guan Luoyang's arm, and the gloves of the Lightning Flying Shadow armor collided with Shao Lingxiao's Flying Light sword at the end of the arc.

Shao Lingxiao took a step back, Yu Jin tore open a long gully where his feet landed, where the bricks and stones shattered, the soil turned up, and puddles of masonry powder exploded.

After Guan Luoyang's four practice masters, the Bi Luo Hit the Magic Whip, which he realized on his own, was originally a one-stroke punch, but because the force was too violent and the load on his arms was too heavy, he switched to a weapon to carry it.

But now he has three magical weapons in his body, and he has armor to protect his body. Any single weapon that can be found around him is no longer comparable to the arms in this posture.

Hitting the magic whip can finally return to its original appearance.

This also means that this move can no longer be used as an independent ultimate move, but can be reconnected with any of Guan Luoyang's boxing moves.

After the collision of the magic whip, Guan Luoyang's palm split into countless afterimages, and he clashed fiercely with the ever-changing long sword, and grabbed Shao Lingxiao along the blade.

Facing such an offensive, Shao Lingxiao retreated a few steps one after another, but the sword in his hand turned against the enemy. From the original passive response, he became always seized the first line of opportunity, cut off the number of capture methods of Guan Luoyang, and slashed between Guan Luoyang's head and neck in the opposite direction. .

His swordsmanship changes are the simplest routines of swinging swords, but they can take advantage of the advantages and disadvantages, and attack first, and restrain Guan Luoyang's current pursuit of extreme speed from a fundamental point of view.

In the place of origin of the Feiying armor, the Feiying series, which is symbolized by speed, has always been a head lower than the Xingtian armor, which comes first and last, and this is the reason.

Although even the worlds they live in are different, the connotations of mutual generation and mutual restraint of all things and fighting styles in the world are common.

Fortunately, Guan Luoyang was never all about speed.

When the blade touched his neck, he had already stepped aside a little bit, and the palm of his hand got stuck on the gauntlet of the flying lightsaber without realizing it.

Shao Lingxiao used his sword to change his moves, Guan Luoyang pressed the sword body with one hand, and touched his wrist and elbow with the other hand, dissolving the fierce sword intent into the invisible, and the Tai Chi between the palms was like a picture, the airflow and heat gathered, and the lightning flashed, forming a A ball of wind, thunder and light hit Shao Lingxiao's heart.

Shao Lingxiao blocked the horizontal sword, and his figure quickly backed up. Guan Luoyang, who clearly should have received the reaction force, just twisted his feet slightly, and followed him like a shadow.

He kept his hands three feet away from Shao Lingxiao, and no matter how dangerous Shao Lingxiao's swordsmanship was, he would either intentionally or unintentionally dispel it, intercept the opportunity of movement, and transform between softness and violence in an orderly manner. There was a roar of thunder, and fierce killing fists.

Those who surround the sky cover all sides, without flaws and gaps, and under the sky, they are all one.

The boxing system that has been practiced four times, originally only makes the four limbs of the human body completely indistinguishable, but at the level of the dojo, it just regards the surrounding air as a part of oneself.

But Guan Luoyang listened to the world of mortals silently, looked back at the past, and re-grasp the true meaning of the Zhoutian Dojo with his current state, only to realize that when the Zhoutian Dojo had become the foundation of what he had learned all his life, every point added to the branches, the foundation also It is more stable, the taste in it can be said to be endless, and it is always new.

Then relying on the meticulous characteristics of the scriptures of inaction, refine one's own power, and change rapidly among various attributes.

In this way, in the dojo, people don't know me, I only know people, the enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy retreats and I advance, divide and attack together, like yin and yang, like Tai Chi, the enemy and us are one, without self, there is no enemy.

Shao Lingxiao could feel that Guan Luoyang's style of play was roughly similar to Laojunshan, but had a different inner Taoist charm, but it was novel and never heard of in the world.

So much so that when he saw it for the first time, he was forced to retreat all the way, almost retreating to the battlefield where the abyssal beings were.

"What an exquisite boxing technique."

Shao Lingxiao could feel that the Abyssalist and the four attendants had been completely suppressed less than a hundred feet behind them. The gathering of experts from all sides, coupled with the third round of Liu Guang's targeting in the sky, made the battle situation over there completely unbalanced, and it was not far from defeat. far away.

"If you can achieve this step, then the only thing left for the real victory is defeating me."

I have come to this point, so the next effort I can make is only myself.

Shao Lingxiao, who was thinking like this, didn't know why, and wanted to laugh out loud, even he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in.

Laughing at this time, it can't be because of joy.

But he did laugh out loud.

In the laughter, he thought of the person who cut off the Demon Sect's Dharma Teaching Hall ten years ago. He could give up his life just for a martial arts competition.

He thought of Cui Lingfang who brought [-] white-clothed swordsmen into the mountain, and finally even died by the sword. He did it for the succession of his family and his fame in history.

Thinking of all the boxing techniques used in the training, they were all Shaolin's most masculine and majestic boxing techniques. When he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and dying, he regretted that he had never learned any feminine moves.

He thought of Su Xing, who was ten years after his death, and there were still six people who were willing to become him to chase and fight.

Think of Yu Tu who dedicated his life to cultivation.

"Well, actually, the heaviest part of what binds me is not hatred, nor ten years of torture."

"It was at the beginning, when I was still a little sober, I was taken away by Motian."

"After that, the mountains are far away, making me not free."

Shao Lingxiao's chest caught Guan Luoyang's fist, and he exchanged a stabbing pain in his internal organs for not retreating half a step. The sword energy exploded, forming a tornado that soared into the sky.

"The night is just right, my enemy, come and pursue victory!!"

Sword Qi swept all around, squandering his True Qi without restraint, said with a smile.

"And I will try to pursue it, and I will not retreat."

(End of this chapter)