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Chapter 243 A "Sword" Comes Flying (Subscribe)

After appeasing Lu Le, Meng Zhao immediately turned his attention to the fierce confrontation in the arena, Young Master Fang and the young assassin who appeared first.

The young assassin's body skills are good, his feet are spinning in advance and retreat, like walking against the wind, it may be some kind of Taoist true lightness kung fu.

And the martial arts in his hands are extremely superb, a pair of fleshy palms are flying up and down, the shadows of the palms are heavy and endless, between the overlaps, it seems that invisible walls of air are pressing towards Young Master Fang, just like the top of Mount Tai, exquisite and natural Needless to say, what's even more frightening is that this person's veins are long and without stagnation.

On the contrary, Master Fang Xiaohou also used frequent tricks, and the eight celestial dragon skills passed down in his family were also quite sharp.

Successively use the three unique skills of Garuda, Mahura, and Asura, which are divided into Jinpeng's claws, the boa god's body skills, and Asura's strong fighting spirit, and they are mixed into one. It was like a giant moving mountains and seas, defeating the endless palm strength of that young master.

As a matter of fact, the eight magical arts master Fang Xiaohou learned can only be said to have been cultivated, not proficient. The so-called claw skills, body skills, and strong fighting spirit are all appearances, which are the most obvious layer of magical skills.

If you practice diligently, you can condense the eight parts of the Dharma on the surface of your body, and you will be like a real Buddha sitting in a photo, fighting with others will be invincible, and you will push everything horizontally.

The cultivation bases of both of them are also extremely high, and they have already gone a long way to the state of acquired great accomplishment, and it is unknown whether they will be perfect soon.

From Meng Zhao's point of view, Master Xiaohou's skill is stronger, but it's unknown if there is any difference.

The battlefield between the two is also the center of the top floor of the Mingxiang Building. As the battle is fierce, the fight becomes more and more fierce, and the rest of the energy spreads, smashing the surrounding floors, tables, chairs, decorations, and even two unlucky ghosts. Injured by Qi Jin, he was pulled into a corner to hide.

Among the assassins who came up, there were naturally some who were unwilling to deal with Meng Zhao, but Lu Le stopped him, and the martial arts he used was also extremely powerful.

It can be foreseen that the situation has gradually turned to the gang of rich princes in Nan'an County, and the assassins have limited hands, but they were caught off guard. Now they are outnumbered and it is difficult to support them.

However, Meng Zhao did not relax his vigilance, instead he hid himself among the panic-stricken young masters and quietly observed the situation around him.

"Haha, the thief will die, and I will strike you with a sword."

The sword in Zheng Kexie's hand was out of its sheath at this time, the sword was three feet long, cold and smooth, like flowing water, thin and sharp, obviously it was a rare sword.

Cooperating with the Rou Yun Dang Sun Sword Sutra, the light of the sword turned into clouds, and with a flick of the wrist, the clouds drifted away, and the two wrists of an assassin with fists had been cut off, bleeding profusely.

Before he could scream in pain, another sword qi pierced through the air and struck across his throat, making the look in his eyes disappear.

Zheng Kexie showed his supernatural power and was about to redouble his efforts and continue to kill masters so that his junior sister would worship him.

The mutation is at this moment.

Suddenly, a sharp sword light flew from outside the window, like a firefly, without a sound, it came first, and with a ding, it cut the sword in Zheng Kexie's hand into two pieces, and the momentum remained undiminished. A long bloodstain was drawn on the cheek of the Huolong Cave student, and the skin and flesh were separated. It looked extremely hideous and terrifying. Even if there was a miracle medicine, it would be difficult to change the result of disfigurement.

Fortunately, Zheng Kexie had a solid foundation and a quick response. Otherwise, this unabated sword would not cut his cheek, but his entire head, and the result would not only be disfigurement, but death.

"what!"

Zheng Kexie yelled in pain, full of powerful internal energy in his dantian, it seemed to turn into an invisible sound wave, which reverberated in the huge room, making people's ears rumble, like thunder and drought in sunny days, and the blood was unstable.

The skin on his face was delicate, and the pain felt stronger. Although Zheng Kexie didn't have any danger to his life in this encounter, the pain he endured was definitely indispensable.

Although he practiced in the Huolong Cave, he hadn't suffered much since he was a child, so he couldn't bear it. He went crazy and slashed around with his sword. At that time, the entire top floor was in chaos like a vegetable market.

Tang Ling'er looked anxiously, her eyes were worried, and she stomped her feet. However, Zheng Kexie has no sense now. If she stepped forward, she might be in danger too.

It was the eldest son of the Zhao family in the city who teamed up with Huang Baoying to suppress him, and hit the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest to disperse his soul and mind, and then he stopped.

The flying sword light was as sharp as an unrivaled weapon, containing an invincible sword intent to sever everything, and its aura was sharp and sharp, which was extremely rare.

However, only Meng Zhao was the only one on the field who was focused and saw clearly. The sword that was wrapped in the light was not a magic sword at all, but a dry branch that could be found by the side of the road.

Meng Zhao's eyes widened, his heart was filled with turmoil, his eyelids jumped involuntarily, and he shrank involuntarily into the crowd, muttering,

How can it be?

Weapons in the world, like martial arts, are also divided into grades. Martial arts are divided into acquired, innate, and masters, and weapons are also divided into human ranks, earth ranks, heaven ranks, and supreme artifacts.

The so-called human-level weapons generally refer to the weapons held by most warriors. Apart from toughness, sharpness, and solidity, there are no other characteristics. Even if they are immortal and cut iron like mud, they are still human-level weapons.

The ground level can already be called a magic weapon, possessing all kinds of incredible abilities.

The most basic thing is to give birth to a spirit, that is, a weapon spirit, which has the characteristics of communicating with the world and blessing vitality. For example, Meng Zhao is only an acquired warrior now, but if he holds an earth-level magic weapon, he can communicate with the vitality of the world. Practice can also be used for fighting.

In addition to this basic characteristic, there are also a variety of strange functions, such as swallowing blood with a sword, bewildering the spirit, manipulating the natural phenomena of wind, thunder, rain, electricity, attracting people to dreams, absorbing luck, etc., not limited to ordinary weapons, but all things. All can be earth-level magic soldiers.

The method of casting earth-level magic weapons is also full of strange things, and there are ordinary materials, but the casting master throws his body into the furnace, uses his own soul as the spirit of the weapon, and is polished and melted by heaven and earth treasures. There are also ways that have gone through time and time, and have experienced many generations of masters, and spirituality has been born by accident, and so on.

Heaven-level magic weapon, weapon spirit and soul, can already be like a warrior, swallowing the power of heaven and earth, condensing the law and Taoism, possessing infinite supernatural powers and mighty powers, even the masters cannot surrender.

The supreme artifact, let alone mention it.

The sword in Zheng Kexie's hand is definitely not an earth-level magic weapon, but among human-level weapons, it is definitely good enough. You can know a thing or two from the fact that this Huolongdong master always keeps his sword close to his body, and he is so precious .

Not to mention cutting iron like mud, tough and strong needless to say.

However, it was cut off by a dead tree branch that was flying by someone, and the sharp edge of the sword energy was like a real sword, which made the person who shot it even more powerful.

With this one hand alone, everyone present is a dish, the kind that is destined to be eaten by others.

It is difficult to do it even for beginners, and it is difficult to guess the cultivation level.

(End of this chapter)