Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

When An Le experienced this sword for the first time in the deduction, he couldn't help being shocked by it, and died under the sword.

But after dying twice, Anle saw a flaw in this world of kendo.

Tianjian pursues too much detail in this world, but at the microscopic level, it cannot achieve absolute perfection.

On the surface, Anle only stabbed the dewdrop, but in fact he hit the weakest and most unstable sword light structure in it, and this structure was the foundation of this sword world.

Once the foundation collapses, no matter how magnificent the buildings built on it are, they are just castles made of quicksand that will shatter at the slightest touch.

As the dewdrops shattered, countless sword lights appeared, and the entire kendo world began to completely collapse. The surrounding scenery turned back into the cage formed by the Aoki Yuanjie.

The attackers were all shocked and murmured, "Heavenly Sword's swordsmanship was broken by him with just one sword?"

"How high is his swordsmanship?!"

Since Anle had rarely demonstrated his sword skills before, everyone looked down on him for a while. However, the scene at this moment overturned their perception.

Tian Jian, who had an ordinary appearance, opened his eyes slightly wide, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and said.

"You spotted the flaw in my sword at a glance and broke it with one strike. That's incredible!"

"Your swordsmanship is not inferior to mine!"

Tian Jian stood on a huge tree and did not continue to attack. Instead, he said, "I was entrusted by someone to come and stab you with a sword. Now that the sword has been stabbed, my mission is also completed."

"From now on, I will not attack you again. If you are lucky enough to survive their hands, you are always welcome to seek revenge on me with your sword."

After saying this, Tianjian's figure gradually sank into the bushes and then disappeared.

"This sword idiot!"

The other attackers couldn't help but curse inwardly. They could all see that Tianjian was impressed by Anle's swordsmanship and planned to wait for him to grow a little more before competing with him.

But for them, their side undoubtedly lost an extremely important fighting force.

Anle didn't care what these people were thinking at all. His body moved like a ghost, his arms flying, fists or palms, his moves were simple and rough. Every time his afterimage was caught by someone, someone would die on the spot!

This was not because these monks were too weak. Among the attackers there were several monks in the Saint Gate realm, and there was even one who had opened four Saint Gates. However, whether in terms of powerful magic or strong physical body, they were no match for Anle.

The strange movements of [Void Walking], coupled with its explosive lethality, make it invincible!

As the killing progressed, An Le put on the Void Demon Armor again, and the scarlet lines on the armor became more fierce and bloody. The strong evil spirit emanating from his body alone was enough to make many monks tremble. , feel fear.

"What is that armor? It looks like a living thing."

"This is... Wuxu's true face!"

After traveling to the Great Zhou, An Le has been very restrained, and tried not to kill as much as possible, but that is not his nature.

From Chenjia Village to the later Datai Divine Dynasty, Anle has always been known for his ferocity, and now, he finally has the opportunity to fight to the fullest.

The more attackers died under his command, the stronger his evil spirit became, and the power of [Si Tian Zhi Li] accumulated little by little, bringing a sense of spiritual oppression to the people around him.

The sea of ​​blood was surging, and pale bones were floating in the waves.

The methods that were previously inconvenient to use on the students of Tai College, Anle now uses them one by one, as easily as if he were moving his arms, and the power is quite impressive.

When had the monks besieging An Le seen such a terrifying vision, they were all terrified, and once again realized the horror of An Le.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Gongming on the back of the dragon couldn't help but be secretly shocked and thought something strange.

"Just from the level of evilness in his moves, why do I feel like my second brother is the devil, the villain?"

The leading monk among the attackers gritted his teeth, looked in a direction in the Qingmu Yuanjie, and said, "It's already this time, why don't you take action?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint sigh was heard from the forest.

"Fellow Daoist Wuxu taught me the Wanxiangshu algorithm and held the Xuantian Dao Forum, which has done me great service. But the only thing you shouldn't have done is to create the so-called Zhenyang Stone."

The voice of the person who spoke was exceptionally powerful, with a hint of apology in it, but more than an apology, there was an irreversible determination.

An original giant walked out slowly from the giant tree and looked at Anle coldly.

"For the glory of the original people, please die, Brother Wuxu."

Behind him, several original giants and half-giants walked out. Their rough and huge faces were filled with cold murderous intent. They spoke in unison.

"Please, Brother Wuxu, go and die!"

Hearing this, Xuan Gongming felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, and anger and chillness suddenly surged into his heart.

He just felt that what was happening before his eyes was extremely absurd and ridiculous. His second brother had developed the Zhenyang Stone in order to protect the people of the Great Zhou, and he also gave the first batch of Zhenyang Stone to the original giants on the battlefield. But at this time, this group of people killed Anle for the so-called "glory"!

How ironic is this?

Compared to Xuan Gongming's anger, Anle's face was calm, and his eyes were still as calm as the lake under the setting sun.

Anle glanced at these giants who were much taller than him. Judging from their aura, it seemed as if he was looking down on everyone!

"If you want to kill me, then come and try!"

"Please, Brother Wuxu, go and die!"

A giant shouted this sentence and leaped up. The divine power in his body burst out with tremendous power, like a mountain pressing down on Anle.

Another half-giant, holding an ancient broadsword, chopped at Anle fiercely from behind, shouting, "Please die!"

For a moment, the attacks of many giants surrounded Anle like a whirlpool.

The shouts and screams were earth-shaking, and the air waves were rolling and blasting.

The huge Qingmu Realm seemed unable to accommodate the combined attacks of these giants, and the giant trees continued to break and shatter.

Roar--

At this moment, a completely different roar suddenly sounded from the encirclement of the giants.

The sound waves came from deep in the heart, surged in the chest, and finally exploded.

The thunderous heartbeat, the roar of the rushing waves of the Milky Way, and the roar of the eight great divine treasures being fully opened, all gathered together. Even the celestial phenomena above head changed color under the surge of this power.

Click... click...

As the giants' secret power blockade continued to disintegrate, a towering giant appeared in front of everyone.

Countless dark golden lines, like a circuit, transmit the surging power to every part of the body.

The pitch-black void magic armor and the dark gold flames enveloped Anle's body, as if it had transformed into a black and gold imperial robe. Although the imperial robe was a little illusory, it still exuded a sense of dignity.

The sea of ​​blood around his body became the ribbon and cloak on Anle's body.

At this moment, Anle, with his unparalleled handsome appearance and domineering temperament, looks like a young emperor!

【Ancient Emperor Body! 】

The moment Anle displayed this form, the original giants around him were shocked and their pupils shrank, as if their blood was suppressed. What's more, some even felt that the Emperor Zhou had come before them in person!

"How could he possibly possess such a concentrated bloodline? How did he cultivate his ancient battle techniques to such a level?"

With so many giants, they were all overwhelmed by An Le alone in terms of momentum.

An Le's face was expressionless, his eyes showed majesty, he clenched his fist with his right hand and punched the giant pressing above him!

This punch combined his Heavenly Palace and Holy Gate, used his fighting spirit and murderous spirit, and even mobilized the domineering body of [Ancient Emperor Body]. The moment it was thrown, it became Anle's most powerful blow.

The heaven and earth shook, and there was a roar in all directions.

The giant's eyes suddenly became dark, it was Anle's fist that blocked all his vision!

This punch hit the giant's face, and he heard the sound of his nose bone breaking, and the sound of his brow bone cracking. Afterwards, his consciousness fell into permanent darkness.

In the eyes of others, the giant's head was actually blown apart by Anle's punch, and red and white objects flew everywhere.

Then, his headless and majestic body fell backwards like a hill, causing the ground to shake slightly.

This person was the first original giant to die in this battle.

On the other hand, the blood on Anle's fist evaporated instantly in the dark golden flame, and his body was spotless, as if he had only done a trivial thing with a sword.

Everyone was shocked.

Anle killed an original giant with one punch. It was obvious that his strength at this time had expanded to an extremely terrifying level.

"Don't be afraid. He won't be able to last in this state."

The leader of the attackers encouraged his companions' morale, his eyes bloodshot, and said in a deep voice: "We have no way out! Attack together!"

They mustered up their courage again and charged towards Anle. One after another, huge figures launched the attack together. All kinds of surging spells and moves burst out at the same time, including some of the spells that Anle had passed down in the Xuantian Theory.

Anle raised the giant sword that Yangyang had transformed into and slashed it with one sword!

【Sword Slaying Immortals Picture! 】

The original intention of this sword style is very simple, which is to cut off all obstacles in front of you.

Although the artistic conception is simple, it is the essence of the sword.

The truth is simple; nothing is more simple than this.

In addition to Anle's current strength, when he swung his sword, the sword intent soared into the sky, and the dazzling sword light shone brightly, illuminating everyone's eyes.

Swah——

Wherever the sword flashed, whether it was spells, trees or the flesh of giants, it was easily cut through like a hot knife through butter.

Not far away, Tianjian, who had not left yet, looked back and stared quietly at the dazzling sword light, with an inexplicable emotion flashing in his eyes.

When the sword light faded, all the spells were shattered, and many phantoms of gods were split in two and disappeared in mid-air.

A half-giant felt a sudden chill on his neck, and then saw his headless body slowly falling down.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? I have never seen it before..."

Quite a few monks died from this sword, but there were still many left.

Someone shouted in surprise: "He is showing fatigue, take this opportunity to kill him!"

After slashing out with the sword, Anle's aura did drop slightly, which made everyone see an opportunity.

This group of people never thought that the process of assassinating Wuxu would be so difficult.

In fact, they have already attached great importance to safety and happiness. The number of the Holy Gate monks is completely overwhelming, and there are also the original giants to support them. But even so, the price they are paying now is already very heavy.

The huge tree behind Anle fell down with a loud bang, and a snow-white divine elephant made of magic power rushed towards him, raising two waves of earth on the ground. The momentum was earth-shaking, the sound was deafening, and it crashed into Anle at an incredibly terrifying speed.

An Le punched loudly, and collided with the white elephant, his blood was surging, and he took a step back for the first time, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

This small step made many monks ecstatic, and they said excitedly: "He is about to die, try harder!"

Several people attacked one after another. Anle had blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and his body began to shake, as if he would fall down at any time, but he never fell down. He was like a small boat swaying on the sea, with tenacious resilience.

As he watched, Xuan Gongming began to sense something was wrong and muttered in his heart, "Second brother, are you acting?"

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer monks who could fight, and Anle still had blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, they finally realized that something was wrong and their faces kept changing.

The leader looked at his remaining companions and said angrily, "Let's retreat!"

Anle wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "It's too late to run now!"

He turned his head to look to the side and said, "King Xiang, how long do you want to see me?"

Soon, a rich fragrance came from far away.

The armor-clad Fragrance King walked out from the giant trees. Wherever he went, the Green Wood Realm automatically opened up a path and began to change back to their original appearance.

When they saw this heroic woman, the remaining people looked ashen. The presence of this prince in person meant that all their previous efforts were in vain.

But why would the noble King of Incense appear in this desolate and deserted wilderness?

Xiang Wang turned his head and said apologetically to An Le: "My rescue came late, please don't take offense, Fellow Daoist Wuxu."

Her arrival was naturally an arrangement for peace of mind.

Since he knew that he would be assassinated, Anle had already made all the preparations. His fighting power was only the first line of insurance, and King Xiang's rescue was the real killer move.

If it wasn't for the purpose of luring the assassins out of their hole and catching them all in one fell swoop, An Le would not have chosen this remote route, and would not have traveled only with Xuan Gongming.

King Xiang looked at the surviving original giants with complicated eyes and asked, "Who sent you here?"

Chapter 314: Death of King Yuan

Faced with King Xiang's questioning, the remaining monks turned pale, but tacitly kept silent, just staring silently in front of them, as if waiting for the final judgment.

What's worse, he suddenly vomited blood and his eyes became dim. It turned out that he broke his own heart and committed suicide!

Seeing this, King Xiang sighed sadly.