Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 212: This knife breaks the sky and the earth!
Endless gusts of cold wind.

Song Changming felt the familiar and strange sword moves, and inexplicably felt a bit nostalgic in his heart.

This dark wind has the same effect as his Soul-Breaking Sword, except that it is more powerful.

Ding!
Song Changming broke through the cold wind and was not intimidated by the opponent's sword. He raised his sword and slashed at the opponent head on.

In an instant, the two swords clashed.

"Hmm!" Liu Yuan's expression suddenly changed.

The terrifying force surged along the opponent's long sword!
Liu Yuan was chopped and flew out, his arms and whole body were in pain.

"I was careless. Is this a natural supernatural power?"

Liu Yuan gritted his teeth to control his body, rolled over to the ground, and plunged the bone knife into the ground to stop his retreat.

Under the perception of mental power, the aura on Song Changming's body was even more violent at this moment.

He felt like he was facing a terrifying prehistoric beast!

"No, this feeling is the Tianyuan body refining technique of the Ghost-faced King Kong faction!" Liu Yuan blurted out, and actually identified the secret body refining technique that Song Changming had learned.

The Tianyuan Body Refining Technique itself came from an extremely powerful person in the Ghost Sword Sect back then. It was one of the inheritances of his ancestors. How could he not recognize it!
Although this technique is now spread all over the place, and many people have practiced this secret technique over the years, in the end no one has practiced it for as long as the ancestor of the Ghost Sword School and become as powerful as him.

Most of them suffered the backlash of this technique halfway through, and ended up going mad and dying.

In contrast, Song Changming has mastered this technique and reached this level, but he still looks intact and normal.

This is already an extremely rare situation.

"You really know what's good." Song Changming said, without reducing his offensive.

He stepped on the Flying Thunder Technique and released all his strength. The rocks on the ground were crushed layer by layer by him, and lightning flashed quickly!
boom!
Another slash of the sword, sixty thousand pounds of terrifying power poured into the sword, and three cyclones burst out with majestic internal energy.

Fire ignited on the dragon-patterned knife.

The next moment, as the long sword slashed across, flames instantly rose up all over the sky!

The heat wave rolled in, seemingly evaporating all the water vapor in the surrounding area.

A dull feeling of suffocation lingered in Liu Yuan's chest and could not be shaken off.

No matter howling ghosts and monsters there were, they were all completely dispelled by Song Changming's flaming sword!

This blow will cause the sky to collapse, the earth to split, and the sea to dry up and the rocks to crumble!

This is also the most powerful blow that Song Changming can unleash without using the secret technique of blood explosion to overdraw himself!
His cultivation level has risen and his strength has improved to this point, but he has never released his fighting power to such an extreme!
He didn't want to drag out the battle. Who knew if other cult members would suddenly rush out from the fog and threaten him.

So he wanted to fight quickly and decisively.

Liu Yuan felt the unstoppable force of the knife and was terrified.

He has been practicing outside the domain ever since then, and has experienced thousands of wars, big and small, and has hovered between life and death countless times.

Today, the feeling of life and death came again!

Liu Yuan's face was ferocious, and the blood energy on the big bone knife in his hand surged, transforming into dozens of bloody evil spirits!
He has tried his best!

But the next moment, under the rolling flames and sword energy, these bloody evil spirits were annihilated the moment they took shape, before they had time to unleash their power.

Even the strange big bone knife in Liu Yuan's hand broke under Song Changming's knife!

The surroundings were filled with clouds and mist. At this time, many figures arrived here in search of what was happening. They saw this shocking sword strike, and the remnants of the Ghost Sword Sect were split into two and almost exploded under this sword strike.

call!
The flames were swirling, making Song Changming look like a fire god.

"Such power of flaming sword! Duan Fangshuo?" someone who arrived said in surprise.

"No, this person is not Duan Fangshuo." Another old monk shook his head.

Duan Fangshuo was once on the Heavenly Ranking and was famous for his flaming sword.

Therefore, when they saw the power of the flaming sword, they subconsciously thought that it was Duan Fangshuo who took action.

It was not until they saw Song Changming's eyes that looked like leaping flames that they were sure that the person in front of them was not Duan Fangshuo, but someone else.

Song Changming's internal energy calmed down, the flickering fire in his eyes went out, the sword energy of the long sword in his hand dissipated, and the dragon-patterned sword that was revealed was suggestive.

Some people have already vaguely guessed Song Changming's identity.

"In the past, I didn't know who the Dragon Swordsman on the Earth List was, and how he could surpass Nan Chenguang on Jianya. Now that I see him, I realize that his reputation is truly well-deserved." A newly arrived wandering warrior bowed to Song Changming.

"Are you Song Changming, the number one on the local list?" Hong Chang held two Xuanhua axes, squinted his eyes, and looked Song Changming up and down.

"How can you look so young?"

Behind him was a group of armored warriors, who were none other than the troops of the hidden and powerful Jinlin Sect.

In addition, the Dizang Palace team led by the old monk was also among them.

There were also several other teams of Dahan warriors, a total of seventy or eighty people gathered here.

"Hello, seniors." Song Changming looked calm and bowed in return.

"I am Jingchen from Ksitigarbha Palace. Young Master Song, you don't have to be polite." The old monk said with a smile, holding a Zen stick in his hand, his face looking kind.

Behind him, some of the Ksitigarbha Palace martial monks looked at Song Changming with burning eyes. They were all outstanding talents among the disciples of Ksitigarbha Palace, and they were all ranked in the top of the list.

Now he meets Song Changming, who is number one on the Earth List. Just like Li Pu did before, he wants to prove himself by competing with Song Changming.

If this was not a suitable occasion for a competition, they would all want to challenge Song Changming to a fight.

"Since there is nothing to do here, let's go ahead." After saying this, Hong Chang hurriedly left with a group of Jinlin Sect warriors.

"Young Master Song, do you have a team? It would be very dangerous if we act alone in this heavy fog," asked the old monk Jingchen.

Song Changming shook his head. He had indeed broken in alone.

"If you are willing, you can work with me so that we can take care of each other." Monk Jingchen said.

"I have taken note of your reminder, senior. I have other trivial matters to attend to on this trip. I need to go look for the disciples of the Moon-Watching Pavilion." Song Changming politely declined the invitation.

He did not forget the purpose of this trip and went to confirm Liu Yan'er's condition first.

"Wangyue Pavilion? Fairy Yuehan arrived here yesterday and is killing the evil cult members in the deep fog. I heard that they are currently fighting with the Corpse Refining Sect's people." Monk Jingchen said.

"The Corpse Refining Sect?" Song Changming thanked him and then walked away.

The figure merged into the fog and soon disappeared.

"He is a talented person with unlimited achievements in the future. I hope he doesn't die here." Old Monk Jingchen said this as he watched Song Changming leave.

Walking alone in the fog, heading north.

I could hear the strange roars of wild beasts, coming one after another from the east and the west.

Occasionally a dark shadow passed through the fog overhead.

Those were the noises coming from the fog beast.

When some fog beasts appeared, they ignored Song Changming in the fog, while others stayed and refused to leave, launching attacks on Song Changming.

Fortunately, Song Changming did not encounter any difficult fog beasts, nor did he get into a tough battle.

The battle with the remnants of the Ghost Blade Sect just now was the most intense one, at least it brought out his true strength under normal circumstances.

"It's a pity that the flesh and blood of these fog beasts are inedible." Song Changming said to himself.

Although the continuous fighting did not cause him any injuries, it did take a toll on him.

He soon felt a little hungry, but since his appetite was different from that of ordinary people, the rations he brought were only enough for one day, so he didn't have to eat much.

This also made him somewhat envious of the corpses of the fog beasts on the ground. Unfortunately, no matter how rich the energy and nutrients contained in the flesh and blood of the fog beasts were, they were like poison and inedible.

However, Song Changming doesn't have to worry too much about food.

Even though the flesh and blood of fog beasts are inedible in this foggy area, other ferocious beasts still exist and will not all disappear in a short period of time due to this sudden fog.

As long as he is patient, it shouldn't be difficult to find food in this fog.

After walking for a while, Song Changming finally found a river under the fog.

The river flows slowly downstream and is not very turbulent.

Standing by the river, he circulated his internal energy and continuously emitted powerful energy from his fingertips.

In a short while, several fat fish nearly one meter long floated to the surface of the water with their bellies turned upside down. They were not fog beasts.

Just make some simple preparations, light a fire, lay some wood, and grill the fish.

After a while, the slightly burnt aroma of the two big fish placed on the fire gradually filled the air.

Sprinkle it with the seasoning made by Song Ping'an himself, and you have a grilled fish that is delicious and tasty.

The only shortcoming is the lack of a jar of good wine.

Song Changming held a large piece of fish and started to eat it, while looking at the other side of the river.

Logically speaking, his current location was already deep in the fog, which was almost the same as the direction the old monk had mentioned.

The location of the activity led by the deputy leader of Wangyue Pavilion should be nearby.

Song Changming planned to have a big meal and then search along the river for some more clues.

Just as he had eaten one of the big fish and was still not satisfied and was about to reach for the next big fish, he suddenly stopped and frowned.

The internal energy in his body floated and turned into a strong wind, blowing away the surrounding fog.

The next moment, there were several consecutive roars, and the sound of fighting came from far away.

With a whoosh, two figures rushed out of the fog and landed on the river bank where Song Changming was.

Song Changming sat on a rock and looked up.

There were two swordsmen, one of whom was the same powerful swordsman that Song Changming had met before, and they were wearing the same uniform as disciples of a large sect.

The other man looked young, wearing a dark suit, which was almost the same in style. In his hand he held a long green sword, which was quite peculiar.

This person is none other than the young master of Jianya, Nan Chenguang!

(End of this chapter)