Longevity Martial Arts: I rely on luck to add points

Chapter 266 Shinto Foundation Establishment, Late Stage of Divine Realm

Name: Jiang Feng

Luck: 710985
Cultivation method: Yang Jue (Consummation) Foundation Building Cultivation Method - Mastery (1-100) Shenzong Collection - Part [-] (Entry +)

Skills: Alchemy (proficient), basics of rune secret spells (proficient), Qi Condensation Pill (proficient)

Realm: Foundation Establishment (Shinto) Divine Realm (Initial Stage)

Supernatural Powers: Immortality

"The foundation of the divine way, it's done!"

Jiang Feng looked overjoyed. Although the difference between Human Dao and Divine Dao is only a word, there is a world of difference, not only in potential, but also in the control of spiritual energy and spiritual knowledge.

If the spiritual consciousness of a strong foundation builder of the human way is used to deal with a monk in the condensed state, it will be pierced into the opponent's mind like a needle, causing the opponent to have a splitting headache, while the spiritual consciousness of a strong foundation builder of the divine way is like a knife Chopping on the opponent's forehead, there is a danger of causing the opponent's soul to burst.

Jiang Feng only felt that the coverage area of ​​spiritual consciousness was wider and deeper than before, and the dangerous aura rushing towards him also became stronger in his perception.

Jiang Feng seemed to see a white-winged roc cutting through the sky and swooping down towards him from above the clouds.

"Shenzong Treasure, upgrade!"

Jiang Feng then added all the remaining luck points to the Shenzong Collection, and the information on the panel changed.

Name: Jiang Feng

luck: no
Cultivation method: Yang Jue (Consummation) Foundation Building Cultivation Method - Mastery (1-100) Shenzong Collection - Part [-] (Mastery)
Skills: Alchemy (proficient), basics of rune secret spells (proficient), Qi Condensation Pill (proficient)

Realm: Foundation Establishment (Shinto) Divine Realm (late stage)

Supernatural Powers: Immortality

"Late stage of God Realm?"

"With more than 70 luck points, can you raise the Shenzong Collection to the level of proficiency?"

"The level of proficiency in the Shenzong Treasure Book turned out to be the late stage strength of the Martial Dao God Realm. This... is beyond my expectation."

Seeing the information change on the panel, Jiang Feng was taken aback.

He knew that he could cultivate both immortals and martial arts, and he also knew that the Shenzong Treasure Canon was a martial arts technique, but he did not expect that after raising the Shenzong Treasure Canon from the entry level to the proficient level, the martial arts would have the strength of the late stage of the divine realm.

If you combine the two martial arts skills of Binding God Finger and Xuanming Spearmanship, perhaps the strength of the Martial Dao Realm in the late stage of the God Realm can display unexpected strength under unexpected circumstances.

And the number of luck points required by the Shenzong Collection is much lower than he imagined.

You must know that whether it is Yang Jue or Foundation Establishment Technique, millions or even tens of millions of luck points are needed to improve each level.

"Could it be because of the difference in cultivation talent, I am a martial arts wizard, and I can practice the Shenzong Treasure without luck?"

"Or martial arts are easier to cultivate than immortal ones. As long as you can get started successfully, you can advance by leaps and bounds like Xiao Zhan."

Jiang Feng vaguely remembered that within a hundred years, Xiao Zhan had cut melons and vegetables all the way from the innate level, cultivated to transcending the divine realm, and in the end, if he hadn't taken precautions and used the Blood God Curse to deal with Xiao Zhan, he would have died in Xiao Zhan's life. In the hands of the battle.

Whatever the reason.

This martial arts power gave Jiang Feng a little more confidence, and he summoned the Dragon Bone Bow casually.

The golden light of Qinglong Cauldron enveloped him.

Two quarters later.

A terrifying power of spiritual sense detection came from afar and locked Jiang Feng in place.

"He actually found us."

On the white-winged roc, the old pavilion owner said in surprise.

"Is he hiding?"

The holy lady asked, in her eyes Jiang Feng is a coward, besides running away, he just finds a place to hide for two or three years.

"No, he is waiting for the battle and wants to discuss with me."

The old curator shook his head.

"What?" Aunt Sheng looked surprised, and then said: "Does he think that a dragon bone bow can threaten you, Master?"

"I think it's the death of the spiritual pet that aroused his blood. Don't underestimate him. If it wasn't for the stone house showing his feet, we wouldn't even know that he is Jiang Feng."

The old owner kept looking in Jiang Feng's direction, as if he was looking at Jiang Feng.

"If it weren't for him, Elder Mo wouldn't be dead, and all the senior brothers wouldn't be killed in a sea of ​​blood. Master, you must hand him over to me."

The saint gritted her teeth.

"No, Jiang Feng is of great use to me."

The old host shook his head.

"Master..."

The saint was puzzled.

"He is a good alchemist. Although killing him can vent his hatred, it will be a great loss to Shenzong and Wuguan. We can imprison him and let him refine pills for Shenzong and Wuguan personnel to make up for what he lost. mistake made."

The old owner is not only ruthless, but also a very scheming and courteous person.

"It's too cheap for him."

The holy lady was indignant.

"If you want Shenzong to restore the past, this is the best way."

The old curator reminded.

"I understand what Master means, but I'm just not reconciled. Why can he live?"

The holy lady felt very wronged.

"Those who achieve great things can't be impulsive, huh? Brat!"

The old hall owner hoped that the holy lady would let go of her heart. Suddenly, he frowned and couldn't help shouting angrily.

Seeing their traces, Jiang Feng immediately opened his bow and set up an arrow, and shot three arrows at the white-winged roc. The Bald Eagle King died in the hands of the old pavilion owner. Jiang Feng didn't know if he could do it. He could beat the opponent, but this white-winged roc, Jiang Feng, still had the confidence to kill him.

The old owner killed his spiritual pet, and he killed the other party's spiritual pet, which just happened to be even.

"The Dragon Bone Bow, it really is him!"

The holy aunt said in a huff, she was sure that the person in front of her was Jiang Feng.

"Howl!"

The white-winged roc's eyes were sharp. Seeing more than a dozen arrow shadows, it scrambled to shoot towards its vitals. It screamed, shook its wings, and swooped down towards the arrow shadows without dodging or dodging.

"Don't be impulsive, the keel bow is an innate magic weapon."

The old curator reminded.

He knew that the white-winged roc he was sitting on was a great monster of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Apart from him, there were few strong human beings that could be considered by it.

Even if Jiang Feng had a keel bow and a white-winged roc, he wasn't afraid at all.

The roc broke through the clouds like a sword light, and its sharp claws shattered the arrow shadows in front of it. When other arrow shadows rushed, it waved its wings and slashed down like a knife, smashing the arrow shadows behind it. All disintegrated.

"Pengpeng is amazing."

The holy lady couldn't help applauding. She had suffered too much from the Dragon Bone Bow. When she saw Jiang Feng take out the Dragon Bone Bow, she felt inexplicably vigilant and frightened. Now that Jiang Feng couldn't even break through Master's spiritual pet defense, The heart that was hanging up finally fell down.

"Be careful, he doesn't seem to have exhausted his strength yet."

The old owner reminded.

His spiritual consciousness firmly covered Jiang Feng.

Seeing Jiang Feng raise the keel bow again at this time, and set his bow and arrow towards the white-winged roc.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The bowstring was released, and the shadow of the arrow shot straight up from the jungle, rushing towards the white-winged roc.

This time, every arrow shadow seemed to break through the space barrier, and rushed to the vital point of the white-winged roc with even more rapid attack power.

"Humph!"

The old pavilion owner was furious. He had long suspected Jiang Feng was hiding his clumsiness and wanted to lure the white-winged roc to dive down. Now that the distance was approaching, Jiang Feng finally pulled the bowstring with all his strength.

However, the mere three arrows could not threaten the white-winged roc. Seeing Jiang Feng's three arrows still wanted to shoot three more arrows, he snorted coldly, and his spiritual consciousness evolved in front of Jiang Feng like a sword in the sky, and he slashed at Jiang Feng's forehead.

This kind of spiritual critical attack was extremely ferocious, ordinary magic weapons couldn't stop it at all, even the Qinglong Cauldron couldn't completely swallow this damage.

It is like the light penetrating in. It has no substance. It can penetrate through the airtight glass and break into the opponent's mind in one fell swoop, forming a fierce explosion, making the enemy lose the ability to resist in an instant.

This kind of pure spiritual crit is more terrifying than many magical powers for people with weak spiritual resistance. It is like a dimensionality reduction blow, allowing you to accept this invasion without any help. Fight back.

pity.

Jiang Feng, as a strong foundation builder of the divine way, had much stronger spiritual defense than a humane powerhouse. The old pavilion master's hit of strength failed to break through Jiang Feng's spiritual defense at all.

Jiang Feng, who was drawing his bow and nodding an arrow, felt his temple being pricked by a needle. Being prepared, he ignored the pain.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

He shot three arrows and three arrows.

When the old curator didn't expect it, he shot twelve arrows in a row, and the arrows rushed to the vital point of the white-winged roc.

"puff!"

"Cuckoo!"

The white-winged roc wanted to shatter the light of the arrow with its sharp claws and the light of the arrow with its wings as before. Unexpectedly, the shadow of the arrow shot this time smashed all its minions and fangs, and smashed its wings on the spot. wear.

It screamed incessantly, blood spilled into the sky, flapped its injured wings and flew up into the sky, trying to distance itself from Jiang Feng.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

How could Jiang Feng do what it wished, the arrow shadows shot one after another, towards the vital point of the white-winged roc.

"Howl!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the holy aunt manipulated the flying sword and wanted to catch the arrow shadow Jiang Feng shot for the white-winged roc, but unfortunately, her half-step foundation building strength couldn't stop the flying sword from colliding with the arrow shadow. There are even signs of getting out of control.

"He is a strong foundation builder of the divine way, you are not an opponent, step down!"

The old owner panicked.

He used his spiritual sense to violently attack Jiang Feng, but it didn't work, and even let Jiang Feng seize the gap, causing the white-winged roc to be injured.

At this time, seeing more than a dozen arrow shadows rushing from below, the old pavilion master snorted coldly, and shot three spells in the void, forming three layers of halos under the white-winged roc. A natural barrier can weaken the impact of the arrow shadow and effectively ensure the safety of the white-winged roc.

"Om."

But at this moment a black shadow appeared in the sky.

Like an iron mountain, it fell towards the two of them.

It is Qinglong Ding.

Jiang Feng knew that he had a huge gap in strength compared to the old pavilion owner. The old pavilion owner should also be a strong foundation builder of the Shinto way, and a strong man of the third or fourth level of foundation building, while he was only on the first level of the foundation building of the Shinto way. With the advantages of Gong and Qinglongding brought into play, he can only be slaughtered.

So while using the keel bow to attack and defend, at the same time resisting the spiritual crit of the old pavilion master, when the opponent's spiritual knowledge hit his body, he manipulated the Qinglong cauldron to go around to the sky behind and smash it down hard.

"Thousand Rain Sword, get up!"

The expression of the old hall master changed suddenly, and during the change of the formula, countless white lights appeared from the palm of his hand, like countless flying swords, they were nailed to the Qinglong cauldron together, supporting the Qinglong cauldron that fell from the sky.

"Stinky boy, if you use two innate magic weapons at the same time, can your spiritual sense be used?"

The old owner looked down at Jiang Feng and said sarcastically.

"Thousand swords lock the dragon, go!"

He waved his hand and made another seal, and the countless white lights of the sword that supported Qinglongding suddenly split into a batch, like a dense school of fish, swooped down from the sky, and rushed towards Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng stepped back, wanting to summon the Qinglong Cauldron back, but the Qianyu Sword of the old pavilion master, like a layer of impenetrable sword net, locked the Qinglong Cauldron in the air, and Jiang Feng could not move it in a short time. Summon Qinglongding back.

"Howl!"

In desperation, Jiang Feng could only manipulate Wenchen Sword to resist. Fortunately, this sword has been completely refined by him. Using the Sword Control Art of Dzogchen Realm, Jiang Feng let Wenchen Sword rotate around his body, forming a sword energy The tornado tried to block the group of swords.

"Dangdangdang!"

The Thousand Rain Sword is the magic weapon of the old pavilion owner, and it seems to be blessed with magical powers. Jiang Feng felt that the Wenchen Sword had been slashed hundreds of times in an instant.

Fortunately, the level of Wenchen Sword is not low.

In addition, Jiang Feng's strength is not weak, it is not so easy for the old owner's Thousand Rain Sword to break through.

"Death!"

The holy aunt manipulated the flying sword again, and rushed towards Jiang Feng's vital point, wanting to take this opportunity to kill Jiang Feng. Although the destruction of Shenzong was caused by the Green Snake King and Xuehai Sanxiu, it was also inseparable from Jiang Feng. If it weren't for Elder Wang When people die at the hands of Jiang Feng, where will the Green Snake King and the others have an opportunity?
"Humph!"

Jiang Feng felt the holy aunt's killing intent, snorted coldly, raised his hand and shot three consecutive arrows at the holy aunt.

"puff!"

It's a pity that because he used the keel bow, part of his power was allocated, which caused Wen Chen's sword to fail to defend, and was pierced by two sword shadows on his thigh and shoulder.

He groaned and fell to one knee on the ground.

"return!"

As a last resort, Jiang Feng manipulated the Qinglong Cauldron with all his strength, trying to rush out of the old pavilion master's Thousand Swords Locking Dragon Formation, but the resistance he encountered can be imagined.

And doing so caused the defense of Wenchen Sword to drop sharply.

"Jiang Feng, you have nowhere to escape. If you want to survive, sign a soul contract with my Mad Saber Martial Arts Academy. I promise that I will never treat you badly."

The old curator said condescendingly.

"cry!"

The white-winged roc let out a triumphant cry. Under the attack of the keel bow, three or four blood holes appeared in its wings, and almost all its sharp claws fell off. It had lost its attack power in front of Jiang Feng, so it could only stand tall and fight with Jiang Feng. Keep a safe distance.

Hearing that Jiang Feng was about to become a servant of the martial arts hall, it cried out happily.

"I will give you the keel bow and the Qinglong cauldron, and you will spare my life, is that ok?"

Jiang Feng stood up and asked.

"No, you have no choice but to sign a soul contract with my Frenzied Sword Martial Arts Hall."

The old curator stroked his beard and said.

He was stronger than Jiang Feng, relying on the Thousand Rain Sword and Locking Dragon spells, he actually made Jiang Feng's Qinglong Cauldron useless, and even forced Jiang Feng to abandon the Dragon Bone Bow and use the Flying Sword to fight against him.

"Dangdangdang!"

The surrounding sword shadows became sharper and sharper, and blood lines began to appear on Jiang Feng's face. It was a sign that Qian Yujian was about to break through Wenchenjian's defense and smash his body into pieces.

Jiang Feng looked ugly and kept backing away.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Okay, I will sign with you, and sign with your mother!"

"Pfft!"

As the words fell, Jiang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, forcibly cut off the connection between himself and Qinglongding, endured the severe pain, raised the keel bow and shot three arrows at the old pavilion master.

The bloody scene caught the old owner by surprise. Cutting off the connection with the magic weapon, and having to bear the force of backlash, will cause serious health problems and hopeless promotion in the future.

Jiang Feng would rather fight with his life than be forced to become a lackey of the Crazy Saber Martial Arts.

"puff!"

The old pavilion master couldn't defend against the arrow in front of him, and was shot off half of his shoulder by the arrow shadow, and the remaining two arrow shadows were blocked by his Thousand Rain Sword.

"boom!"

The Qinglong Ding fell from the sky and smashed into the ground.

"court death!"

The old owner was in pain, seeing that he lost an arm, although he could reshape it with psychic power in the future, he was also extremely angry, which would also seriously hurt his vitality.

He gathered all the power of the Qianyu Sword towards Jiang Feng, trying to defeat Jiang Feng's Yujian Jue, together with the Wenchen Sword, let Jiang Feng suffer a critical blow and let him be slaughtered.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Jiang Feng was fearless, and kept shooting arrow after arrow at the old owner, wanting to die with the old owner.

The old owner was taken by Jiang Feng's aura.

He didn't want to fight Jiang Feng with trapped beasts, but thought of the keel bow as a magic weapon for long-distance attack. With a thought, he flew down from the white-winged roc, surrounded by thousands of swords and dragons, protecting him tightly. .

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Feng looked flustered. He knew that the old pavilion master wanted to trap him with his sword in the Thousand Swords Locking Dragon Formation.

One must know that even Qing Longding couldn't break out of this magic circle.

If it is trapped, it can only be captured with nothing.

Feeling the sharp drop in the pressure of Wenchen Sword, the old hall master summoned the sword shadow back, gathered on the Thousand Swords Locking Dragon Formation, and pressed towards him.

Jiang Feng kept backing away, trying to distance himself from the old owner.

But the more he backed away, the closer the old curator got.

The role of the keel bow is also sharply reduced.

When trapped in the Thousand Swords Locking Dragon Formation, surrounded by sword shadows, the keel bow lost its effect.

"Jiang Feng, I'll give you another chance, do you want to sign?"

The old owner was aggressive.

"Sign your mother!"

Jiang Feng shot the last arrow.

Seeing the oppression of the Thousand Swords Locking Dragon Formation, he straddled the Dragon Bone Bow obliquely on his body, and manipulated the Wenchen Sword to resist. The Sword Control Art of the Dzogchen Realm is not useless.

Jiang Feng was able to rely on this method to use the Wenchen sword to prop up a space that was considered safe for the time being in the Thousand Swords Locking Dragon Formation.

"Dangdangdang!"

Qian Yujian and Wenchenjian are fighting, Wenchenjian is at a disadvantage, Jiang Feng's safe space is getting smaller and smaller.

The old owner stood in the Thousand Swords Locking Dragon Formation, and the surrounding sword shadows automatically shielded him. He had one hand behind his back, blood was streaming from his shoulders, but he talked and laughed happily, watching Jiang Feng under his sword formation, his defensive strength became stronger and stronger. The weaker he was, he couldn't help but asked again: "This is your last chance, should you sign or not?"

"How to sign?"

Under his persecution, Jiang Feng finally changed his mind.

"Throw away the sword, and I will teach you how to sign."

The old owner laughed.

"Throw it away and I'll die."

Jiang Feng shook his head.

"Throw it away!"

The old pavilion master ordered that the sword shadows in the Thousand Swords Locking Dragon Formation had dropped a lot at this moment. This was his last goodwill to Jiang Feng, telling Jiang Feng that it was meaningless to continue fighting like this.

"I said, sign your mother!"

However, Jiang Feng seized the opportunity and manipulated the Wenchen sword with all his strength to expand the surrounding space, and approached the old owner.

"Pity."

Seeing this, the old pavilion master couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. Qian Yujian's suppression of Wenchenjian rose sharply, wanting to break through Jiang Feng's last layer of defense and send Jiang Feng on the road.

"boom!"

But right now.

A silver white dragon erupted from Jiang Feng's palm.

Taking advantage of the critical moment when the Wenchen sword was under the pressure of the Qianyu sword, he rushed towards the old pavilion owner's eyebrows. The speed of the white dragon was fast and fierce, and it could also differentiate into countless figures. , to kill a way.

Straight to the point between the eyebrows of the old curator.

This strike is exactly the second move in Xuan Ming's marksmanship, which follows like a shadow.

Jiang Feng knew that he was no match for the old host, and he had to use cleverness to win, so he took the risk of cutting off his and Qing Longding's defenses, and lured the old host to get close.

I finally won a chance for myself, and victory or defeat is at this moment.

　Two more, in the days to come, I hope it can be done.

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