final catastrophe

Chapter 134 86. Reaching the Sky in One Step

Xiangyang.

Thousands of soldiers shouted together.

Xia Ji suddenly opened his eyes, and took a step forward.

The momentum on his body began to climb, and the sword intent seemed to be free of money. With him as the center, it turned into invisible ripples, mixed in the bright light, and it was hard to tell whether it was a knife or light.

However, the swordsman standing in front of him, wanting to challenge him, suddenly had a heartbeat faster, and a feeling of fear came from his soul, like a courtier who dared to speak out in front of the emperor who was visiting incognito.

And at this moment, the emperor lifted the veil, revealing his true face.

That is, the god in the sword!

The swordsman who blocked the way and challenged shouted "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" and the look of complacency on his face disappeared.

These few steps had exhausted all his strength.

Then panting heavily, knelt down profusely in sweat, and walked in the direction of the downcast man, and the precious knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap", and then bounced lightly and frequently, turning into this At this moment, one of the buzzing sounds all over the city.

Behind him, a group of young heroes headed by "Mr. Qingshuang" Mu Yibai were frightened by this vision.

It was originally rumored that this hand covered the sky and was always a shadow over their heads. When they understood the sword intent, there was a strange phenomenon of "bright light descending from the sky, and the sky collided with sound".

They all thought it was an exaggeration, spreading falsehoods.

After all, the change of the sky caused by the meaning of martial arts will only appear when the peak is completed, and then the last thick copper wall and iron wall are broken, and the void is shattered.

The ultimate, or the peak, is nothing but the will of the people.

Mind, how can it trigger God's will?

But at this moment, they saw it.

Every time that man took a step, the sword intent on his body climbed to almost a level. It seemed that compared with him, everyone in this city was an idiot, a waste, a garbage, an idiot, and a scum who lived on a dog.

The three realms that are widely rumored in the world are determined by the strength of moves, proficiency, physical fitness, experience and wisdom to determine victory or defeat.

And when you reach the bottleneck and break through again, you will reach the ultimate state. At this time, you will no longer have a hard set pattern in your hands, but will adapt everything according to circumstances, or add your true energy to your body, and attack your internal strength.

Time and diligence can make a person reach the ultimate from the set.

However, if you want to climb to the top in vain, you need the most critical element, and that is understanding.

Without comprehension, it is impossible to comprehend the meaning of a hundred soldiers, and it is impossible to integrate internal power into the veins.

Enlightenment is only the first step, and after that, it needs to reflect from time to time, consolidate from time to time, go back and forth several times, until it is complete, it will reach the peak and be holy.

Usually, the number of times is four to nine times, and the more times, the stronger it is usually after becoming a saint.

It will be more difficult for Jianghu masters who are extreme in internal strength. They need to cultivate their breath to all the meridians, and then "hundreds of rivers return to the sea". If they gather one meridian, they can break through. This requires not only understanding, but also time.

Of course, under the same conditions, Airbender is usually better than Juggernaut and Sword Master.

But in the face of those sword masters and sword masters who have broken through the eight small realms and reached the peak of the nine small realms, the air sect will definitely not take advantage of it.

"Master Qingshuang" Mu Yibai and other young heroes did not know how many times Xia Ji had broken through the small realm before.

But no matter how many times, not even once
It doesn't matter anymore.

They have become numb, whether it is their eyes or their hearts, they are numb and stiff, and they even begin to have strong doubts about themselves.

One step is one realm!

The man dressed like a beggar, with a wine gourd on his back and a rusty broken knife, had already walked eight steps away.

Every step, he is very slow, so slow that people can detect his transformation and breakthrough.

"It's the eighth step. Is he still a person after breaking through the eighth time?"

"Aren't we living in a dream?"

"He's a pervert! A pervert!"

The trembling exclamation was covered by the screams of soldiers all over the city, and the insignificant people in the bright sky shouted in horror and hysteria in their hearts.

No matter how many times he has broken through before, he is at least the top sword master, the eighth small realm sword master!
However, this seems to be just the beginning.

He took another step.

The momentum on his body surged out again, driving the vision of "the aurora of heaven and earth, and the sound of soldiers all over the city".

"Ninth step. He has taken the ninth step."

"Whether he is true or evil, he is already a legend!!"

"Legend isn't as perverted as he is?! He's a pervert!" The owner of the voice seemed to have no words to describe the shock in his heart, and kept repeating "perverted, perverted".

At the same age, if one or two realms are stronger than oneself, it is regarded as a talent better than oneself; if it is stronger than three or four, it is a genius, and five or six can be regarded as evildoers in the same generation.

just this man
He is not talented, not a genius, not a monster, he is a monster through and through.

However, after nine steps, the desolate man finally stopped, and everyone's heart was finally relieved.

Is it over?

But what is that down-and-out man doing?

He was bending down to look at the ground, and looking up at the sky. No matter how much noise, how much wind and grass, how much sun and rain, how much noise between the sky and the earth, they have lost their voices.

In this world, it seems that he is the only one left.

Alone, empty, nothing, and some will soon return to nothingness.

The bright light dissipated, the spring breeze was like autumn, the Xiaosha was endless, and the new leaves fell, rolling in from the east.

All the ringing disappeared, as if it had never sounded before.

And that man stood cleanly at the end of the street.

"Is it the sword master of the Nine Small Realms?" In the distance, Wu Yixie, who closed his eyes and looked east, showed a wry smile on his lips.

In just one stick of incense, that man has climbed to a level that most people can't reach in their lifetime
This is no longer a genius, not a monstrosity, or even a monster that cannot be described.

If you have to say it.
Wu Yixie's brain froze suddenly, because
because
Everyone, no matter the knights of the rivers and lakes, or the common people of Xiangyang.

Whether it's the assassins hiding in the dark, the treacherous layout, the leader of the dungeon, the ambitious patriarch, the conceited peerless swordsman, or the rebellious young maniac
All fell silent.

Because of that man, he took another step.

Reach the sky in one step! ! !
unprecedented!
Only in the legends, in the stories, in those storytellings that can no longer be studied, can there be a realm of perfection.

It's also the ultimate, the ultimate, the ultimate!

The original dim light, the low voices of the soldiers that had subsided, seemed to let go completely, like a shy bride, after the foreplay this time, she has no reservations!
The light is like a scorching fire in midsummer, burning the city with smoke and clouds.

And Hundred Soldiers screamed hysterically.

That is the sword intent, the majestic sword intent, the blade intent above everyone.

Those with a slightly weaker will already fell to their knees with a plop.

And in the dark prison in the distance, Qingying, the director of the Black Wood Sect, or the little demon girl Xiangxue waiting for execution, watched the light pouring in like a flood from the crack of the dark prison door, passing through the deepest The alleyway, climbed the darkest stairs, and crawled through the gap of the prison door.

One foot, two feet, three feet.
The flame's speed slowed down, but it touched her skirt, making the red gauze more coquettish and slutty.

She stood up suddenly, looking at the path of light passing through the endless darkness, like a moat cut open by the most wanton and domineering long knife.

It was as if he saw that man, one person at a time, breaking through thousands of troops, overcoming all dangers, and walking in front of her.

Ren Qingying, at this moment, suddenly overlapped with Xiang Xue's identity.

She really looked forward to it.

(End of this chapter)