Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 452: Shura War Dance + Peace Talisman

"You got the wrong person."

Zhou Ping'an had just stepped onto the green grass outside the city.

A cold voice sounded faintly from far behind him.

The voice seemed far away at first, about a hundred feet away, and before he could finish his words, a strong wind blew in his face.

The bloody smell whistled towards him, causing Zhou Ping'an's hair to stand on end.

Especially at the back, the edge was so sharp that it seemed to penetrate everything and had already pierced the skin.

The slippery and cold feeling had already penetrated his heart, making Zhou Ping'an feel cold all over and his blood slightly frozen.

"So fast."

Zhou Ping'an couldn't even turn around. His body leaned forward slightly, transforming into a gust of wind and light, rushing straight up fifty feet...

However, he felt that the sharp pain, like a sharp needle, not only did not go away, but had pierced his skin.

chi...

Zhou Ping'an lowered his body, almost parallel to the ground, and Cangyue's long sword turned with his wrist at the side of his waist, slashing back from bottom to top against his back.

The Sky-Splitting Sword Technique has been quietly used to cut the body and soul, and cut all visible and invisible things.

He thought that if the opponent rushed forward, he would be hit by this sword and cut in half.

However, unexpectedly, a dark crack appeared just after the cut.

The sharp pain in the heart had disappeared. A figure flashed on the left, and a blood-red shadow, about two meters tall and holding a blood-red sword in both hands, rushed in front of him as light as smoke.

The man's figure was erratic, and the sword was spinning like a wheel. A sharp edge pierced out from behind his elbow and pierced his throat.

Zhou Ping'an tilted his head back slightly, using his waist to guide his arm, and his arm to guide his elbow. The long knife behind his back popped out from under his elbow with a "swoosh".

Cut it across with one knife.

The blade merged into the green waves, so fast that no shadow could be seen, and in a moment it slashed to the waist of the tall figure of Blood Shadow.

when……

The bloody figure seemed to have predicted the future. It slid under its feet and floated back a foot.

He had just avoided Zhou Ping'an's horizontal slash, and the sword in his hand turned into a point, gently tapping the side of Zhou Ping'an's long sword.

Swords clashed.

The sound of metal and iron...

Zhou Ping'an's body stumbled heavily, and he felt the Cangyue in his hand sink slightly, as if he was holding up a huge mountain.

He shook his wrist slightly, and changed from slashing forward to retreating backward.

A sharp whistle sounded in front of him again.

A flash of blood passed before my eyes.

It was that bloody sword.

Yu Changsheng jumped to the top of the city wall and saw two figures exchanging three moves in a flash.

It was so fast that I couldn’t keep up with it.

At this time, the two people separated and confronted each other outside the city. Only then did she see the appearance of the bloody figure clearly, and she couldn't help but gasp.

"General Ashura, is there such a thing in the mortal world?"

The blood-red figure that came into view was tall and burly, with ape arms and slim waist, and two sharp horns on his head that pierced the sky. His body shape was extremely perfect, but his appearance was extremely ugly.

There were fangs and fierce eyes on his face, and his skin was blood red. He looked as disgusting as a skinned toad.

Although this person looks extremely ugly and makes people feel so disgusted that they want to vomit their overnight meals, but at the same time, people also feel a little bit of fear in their hearts.

"Is it Hell Ashura?"

Lin Huaiyu arrived right after.

He was shocked to see that the area of ​​a hundred feet around the battle between the two sides on the grass outside the city had been flattened by the energy of Qi, turning it into a deep pit.

Just as he was about to rush forward, Yu Changsheng hurriedly called out to him.

"You can't go over there. Asura is known as the best fighter in all realms, and he is not afraid of group battles. If someone with a lower cultivation and combat power gets close to him, they will only help him..."

"I see that this beast has not formed a blood sea domain. I guess it is not the real blood sea original body, but someone has cultivated this kind of fighting form. My nephew can handle it. Let's not make trouble."

This is not without reason.

Fish Changsheng comes the fastest and sees the most clearly.

Just now, in a flash, the two men's swords clashed like flowing light and phantoms. Even the speed of the flying spells was not as fast as the two men's attacks and changes.

In this situation, let alone intervening in the fight, they might even be hit before they can even see how the opponent draws his sword.

Once up there to help.

If things go wrong, Zhou Ping'an might even be needed to protect him, which would further restrict his abilities and end up doing more harm than good.

No matter what happens at this point, we can only believe that the extremely talented Junior Brother Zhou can find a way to defeat this powerful enemy.

"Send the order, assemble the army and deploy the battle formation."

Lin Huaiyu was not someone who would not listen to advice. She knew that although Uncle Master Yu Changsheng was not much older than her, he had been in the Yunshui Sect since he was young and had been exposed to many hidden books and secrets.

He has a much deeper understanding of some things in the spiritual world than I do.

Since she said she couldn't go on stage, it must be true.

There is no need to question.

The best way to help Zhou Ping'an at this time is to provide remote support and amplification.

For example, formation.

Gathering the energy and vitality of all the troops can increase the chances of victory to some extent.

"I don't know if it will be in time to form the formation. Can we hold on until then?"

Lin Huaiyu was anxious.

Qingnv, who came from behind, quickly gathered troops and was very nervous.

The legendary monster appeared in reality, and its reputation was well-deserved. No one knew what kind of hidden card this thing had and how powerful it was.
"Asura?"

Zhou Ping'an retreated thirty feet, pointed his long sword at the ground, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Don't joke. I can smell the sandalwood scent in your bones from a long distance away. Besides, your panic palm strike earlier has already exposed your identity. How can you hide yourself with just the smell of blood? Let me guess who you are..."

"Jiangzhou belongs to the Brahma Temple, but there are Buddhist forces there, all of which are closely related to this temple. And I have heard a rumor...

When the blood demon started the rebellion, it was the old monk Xuanming from Jiangzhou who personally took action to suppress it. After many attempts to suppress it, the blood demon was said to have been killed, but it was still rampant...

Blood disasters would appear from time to time, lasting for a hundred years. But the old monk Xuanming was already famous all over the world, becoming one of the most virtuous and eminent monks in the world..."

Zhou Ping'an spoke freely.

Of course, it’s not like we really discovered anything.

He found that the guy who had just appeared was moving extremely fast and had just reached the limit of his mental reaction.

If he went a little faster, he wouldn't be able to keep up with me.

The speed is okay.

The most powerful thing is still.

This blood-red monster's martial arts are simply incredible.

The three swords demonstrated the wonders of "hardness and softness", "emptiness and reality", "square and round", and "lightness and heaviness".

He countered every move, changed his position, and stopped every attack. His sword skills were truly perfect and his moves were extremely skillful.

The most frustrating thing is that this man has a big sword, and his control over distance and space gives people an illusion that no matter how hard he hits, he can't hit the target.

Although it was only a few moves.

Zhou Ping'an also saw the "weakness" on the opponent's body, but he couldn't attack it at all.

Instead, the opponent took the lead and took control of the situation in advance.

"This is the true face of martial arts. Everything is used as it is, without distinguishing between energy and matter, realm and spirit..."

Zhou Ping held the blade in place and was slightly suppressed by the opponent's three swords, but he did not feel depressed at all. Instead, he felt that this was his chance.

Let me ask you, is there anyone in the world who can, at this level, hone his skills in such advanced combat, to the point of life and death?

Once you pass this level, your swordsmanship and martial arts will surely undergo a complete transformation.

It is a concept and state of mind that "everything can be used as it is" and that the whole body can be used to attack the enemy. It is an innovation in fighting style.

"You ignorant young man, you are just talking nonsense. No matter what you guess, first of all, you have to survive. Die!"

This bloody Asura seemed to be completely unable to withstand provocation. I didn't know if it was a problem with his training method or if it was just his innate personality.

He became furious for no reason when Zhou Ping'an dug up all his details in a calm tone.

The blood-red figure standing in the middle of the hundred-foot round pit suddenly swelled a little...

The big sword in his hand was like an embroidery needle. As his body twisted sideways, he pierced through the flowers with his feet, cutting, stabbing and slashing, and he actually took a step in front of Zhou Ping'an.

His body swayed slightly, and he attacked from all directions at the same time.

There are even various anti-joint and anti-human instinct killing moves that appear from time to time.

Zhou Ping'an was sweating all over from the killing.

He blocked and dodged forty or fifty sword attacks, but was unable to strike once.

"Good war dance."

A flash of blood flashed across Zhou Ping'an's chest and back at the same time. His clothes were torn and his skin and muscles were cut...

He let out a long shout, and suddenly, his body began to shake, as if he had no bones, twisting into various shapes.

His feet fell in a trance, turning into a frantic dance.

One blood-red and the other blue, the two figures seemed to be dancing together.

Moving forward and backward, dancing face to face, in amazing unison.

Blood Shura thrust out with his sword and Zhou Ping'an retreated half a step. His upper body seemed to be broken at the waist. He suddenly moved sideways three inches and barely avoided the long sword that swept past his neck.

At the same time, the foot seemed to be retreating but actually advancing, and also took a step forward...

The long knife hidden behind the elbow flashed a green light and cut the left neck of Blood Shura.

This was the first time he had truly swung a sword since the battle began.

Gradually, the frequency of his movements became faster and his knife skills became more urgent.

In an instant, thousands and tens of thousands of wish points were burned...

His eyes were blank, his brain was spinning wildly, smoke was billowing, and white steam rose from his forehead into the sky before dissipating in the wind.

Such consumption is not useless.

At least, the essence of the opponent's tactics had been absorbed in just a few seconds.

"I see."

There was a gleam in Zhou Ping'an's eyes, and the vast starry sky seemed to be reflected in his pupils.

"The essence of this martial art is the stretching and shrinking of space, the stagnation and acceleration of time. Although it is not a magical power, it is comparable to a magical power."

Zhou Pingan has always believed that there are no unsolvable problems in this world, and no incomprehensible magical skills. The only explanation is that he is not aware enough and his IQ is not high enough.

Therefore, it is impossible to understand and learn.

But it just so happened that the martial arts of the Asura opposite him was within his scope of cognition.

After burning 100,000 threads of wish power, his brain was overclocked. Before it almost overloaded and burned, he finally understood the opponent's war dance. How did it work?
“All the tricks and techniques are just superficial.

The truth is, this martial art can change the body shape at any time, pulling the distance between the two people...

Moreover, the speed of the attack can be adjusted at will, which causes a change in rhythm that seems to be a time disorder, which is the reason why it is really difficult to deal with. "

It's hard to understand.

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Chapter 478: Amulet of Peace
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Zhou Ping'an also blocked dozens of attacks in succession, using all his strength before he finally understood.

The faster the moves, the better; nor are the stronger the moves, the better.

The opponent's sword stabbed over as fast as a stream of light.

He was fully aware of his sword intent and had already calculated how to block it in advance.

However, in a split second, the opponent's sword light slowed down and suddenly stopped in mid-air... The blocked sword naturally missed, so he had to slow down as well.

One is intentional, the other is unintentional.

One was prepared, the other made a hasty change of tactics.

It's difficult to slow down at the same time.

It would be fine if the opponent's sword moves just slowed down and I failed to block it.

While blocking the air, the opponent's sword force will suddenly accelerate infinitely, and the rhythm changes extremely quickly, making it extremely difficult to deal with.

With this kind of change in speed and rhythm, Blood Shura can change dozens or even hundreds of times in one sword.

Add to that the moving forward and backward, dodging, and attacking from all directions and distances, and it becomes an astronomically complex and daunting task.

Combined with the effect of mental power on the perception of time, and the distance change caused by the sword melting into the void...

No wonder, even with Zhou Ping'an's sophisticated swordsmanship, he was still killed and his muscles and bones were weak.

“After seeing through it and learning it, now it’s a competition of who has enough calculation power and who has better control over the body.

Who else but me can do this?"

Zhou Ping'an silently felt the speed at which tens of thousands of wishes were burning in his mind.

His pupils were spinning like black holes, he had seen everything clearly, all the variables, and suddenly the knife merged lightly into the wind.

This strike was actually not much different from the countless strikes that had been used to block it before.

However, no matter how Blood Shura changes his moves, no matter where he goes.

Zhou Ping'an's sword, which blended into the wind and split the air into waves, was like his shadow, which he could never get rid of.

He just held the blood-red sword diagonally and slashed the blood-red figure silently.

Snapped……

A red dot of light.

It was instantly cut and shattered by the sword energy.

Groaning.

The blood-red light and shadow whistled and attacked, and in an instant, exploded like the most beautiful fireworks.

Countless drops of blood splattered.

Dye the land red.

A pigeon egg-sized stone that shone in black and white, dragging a red rope, fell on the blood-red sword with a ding, making a crisp sound.

"What a Shura War Dance! It's really amazing."

Zhou Ping'an's face was as pale as a ghost, which was a sign of excessive brain damage and slight mental exhaustion.

His blue shirt was stained with blood in several spots and was completely soaked.

There is blood, but more of it is actually sweat.

Although it was only less than ten seconds, the two had already exchanged hundreds of moves.

Between advance and retreat, infinite power is integrated into the weapon, condensing its sharpness.

Even if Zhou Ping'an had trained his muscles so well, he would be in great danger if he was hit by a sword.

Of course, the same goes for the Blood Shura on the opposite side.

Zhou Ping'an had seen through his weaknesses early on. If he couldn't defend against any of the sword attacks, he would die on the spot, with his soul destroyed.

If you hit me, I can't bear it; if I hit you, you will die.

In this situation, any attempt to gather energy to use a powerful move, or to draw on the spiritual power of heaven and earth, would be seeking death.

In the ever-changing battle of offense and defense, any delay will lead to doom.

In the end, Zhou Ping'an made the better move and had the last laugh.

"I don't know who this person is, but he is much more difficult to deal with than Cui Guangling."

Yu Changsheng crossed his sword wings, spread his body, and came closer. He looked at the land that was dyed red, and made a clicking sound.

"The most likely possibility is the high monks of Brahma Temple... They have the background and strength to do so. However, the true Buddhist skills practiced by Brahma Temple are not enough to produce a Blood Shura."

This is what puzzled several people.

If a high monk of the Brahma sect had this kind of image, he would be hated by everyone as soon as he appeared in public, not to mention preaching the Dharma.

But it's obviously impossible.

In the hearts of several people, there is always a lingering doubt.

It’s hard not to be suspicious of the huge golden hand that fell from the sky in front.

"There's something strange about this thing. I may have figured out why the Blood Shura appeared."

Lin Huaiyu let out a long sigh and rushed over. He first checked Zhou Ping'an's injuries and found that they were all flesh wounds. Moreover, the wounds had already healed. He felt relieved and his eyes fell on the blood sword and... the small irregular stone that fell on the blood sword.

The sword was fine, there was nothing too surprising about it, it was just mixed with cold iron and was extremely sharp, making people feel cold all over when they looked at it.

It’s the small black and white perforated stone.

Lin Huaiyu couldn't take her eyes off it once she saw it.

The mental power was split into two, one was as calm as water, and the other was full of hatred and anger.

"Void Yin Yang Stone."

The dead energy and living energy in Zhou Ping'an's body converted into each other, healed the muscle and bone injuries caused by forcibly practicing the Shura War Dance in the battle, and he finally recovered... He took the stone handed to him by Lin Huaiyu, and his heart was shocked.

A name flashed through my mind.

A subtle and mysterious spell appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, and enlightenment came into being in the depths of the soul.

"This is actually the Heavenly Star Stone. It's really hard to find it without any effort..."

Even though Zhou Ping'an was calm and composed, he couldn't help but have his fingers trembling slightly at this moment.

"Yu'er, when you led the troops out this time, was Xiao Jiu'er angry? Did she say she ignored me? Or was she worried that I would lose the battle?"

Zhou Pingan asked slowly.

"No, the little girl is not worried at all. Instead, she is very excited to embroider a peace charm. This is the only thing she can embroider well. You see, I forgot about it because of the busy battles these days."

Lin Huaiyu's face turned slightly red, and she quickly took out a big red amulet from the sachet on her waist.

The stitching on the talisman is delicate, and the golden embroidered characters look a little childish, very much like a little kid.

She thought to herself, if her sister knew that she took her feelings for him so lightly, she would not take it seriously.

When I go back, I will definitely pout and be angry for half an hour.

"She must be missing my marshmallows."

Zhou Ping'an took the amulet with a smile and gently stroked the soft silk ribbon. Thinking of Xiao Jiuer embroidering clumsily, stitch by stitch, he felt warm in his heart.

Why mention Xiao Jiuer?

Because he found that his luck was too good during this period.

Whatever you wish for may come true is no longer just an adjective, but a miracle that is truly happening.

Just now, I was thinking about pacifying a county, gathering the luck of a prefecture, and making my martial arts progress rapidly, so that I can cultivate my martial arts to the point of becoming a god.

As a result, Cui Guangling was easily killed.

There was no difficulty along the way.

He had obtained the subsequent practice method of the Prison Subduing Demon Sutra, but he was lacking the key item, the Heavenly Star Stone.

As a result, an enemy came to the door and dropped the "Void Yin-Yang Stone" after being killed.

This stone may look inconspicuous, but it actually plays an extremely important role.

Zhou Ping'an naturally would not recognize it. After he got it in his hand, he could not resist the response of the martial arts method, and his Tianji Yuanqiao was activated, which directly paved the way for his next step of cultivation.

What kind of luck is this?
It is no exaggeration to say that he is God’s own son.

But he knew best that he was actually nothing but a visitor from another world.

Even if God were to recognize someone as his own son, he would not recognize an outsider like me.

"It turns out that it was Xiao Jiuer who was secretly embroidering the talisman for me... It's okay then, that person is the daughter of God."

Zhou Ping'an happily took the stone.

There was also a split in his mind, one part was as calm as water, and the other part was filled with anger and resentment.

"Someone used this stone to refine a soul clone, so this Blood Shura is not his real body. This time, we are in big trouble."

He also understood what was going on.

If you kill a snake, you must kill it. If you kill someone, you must kill the entire family.

Friends who often kill people actually know this.

If you fail to kill them all, the subsequent revenge from the other party will definitely make you feel very uncomfortable.

Zhou Ping'an and Lin Huaiyu looked at each other and both thought of the same question.

He looked up to the northwest and let out a long breath.

"When an enemy comes, we will fight him; when a flood comes, we will block it with earth. This is to be expected and nothing to worry about."

Zhou Pingan smiled and put aside his troubled thoughts. "I have a use for this stone. It can help me practice a technique. If I succeed, I won't be afraid of the other party coming all out to attack me. Don't worry."

"Ah."

Lin Huaiyu nodded heavily.

"Since this is the case, we must do it once and for all. We must clear the entire county as quickly as possible, deploy troops at the border of Zhaoshan, and turn the passive situation into the active one..."

Yu Changsheng frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "I will return to the sect today... Even if I cannot invite any help, I must seek an opportunity, a chance for us to make further progress."

She smiled and said, "We can't just fight to the death and let them sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor without paying anything, right?"

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(End of this chapter)