Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

This time, the Eighth Master Baben also wanted to rely on this secret method to avoid everyone's eyes and seek the last chance of reincarnation.

But he never dreamed of it.

All the mysteries in this world cannot escape the insight of Su Liu's great eyes!

At this moment, looking at the slightly illusory remnant soul, Su Liu curled up a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and raised his finger to crush the remnant soul and completely destroy the last bit of life of Ba Shiba!

It seemed that the other party was about to kill him.

The Eighth Division, Ba Yi, was determined and turned his remaining soul into a stream of light. He fled into the crowd of 3,000 Mongolian cavalrymen and attached himself to a soldier at random. He howled:

"King Ruyang, if you don't save me, your fate will be death!"

"Although this guy defeated me, his condition must not be as good as it was in his prime. If you help me break out, I will repay you a hundredfold in the future!!!"

Listen to this threatening voice coming from the army.

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King Ruyang wanted to cry but had no tears. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and loudly command:

"Everyone, prepare to break out, don't fight to the bitter end!"

Three thousand cavalrymen mounted their horses and prepared to flee down the mountain.

But how could the martial artists present watch them leave?

Everyone rushed forward to intercept him.

And at this moment, a deafening sneer suddenly rang out.

"What about three thousand cavalrymen?"

"I have thousands of flying swords at my disposal, and none of you can escape today!"

Chapter 190 I have been practicing Taoism for eight hundred years, and I have never taken people’s heads with my flying sword. Here comes the sword!

Looking at the three thousand elite armored cavalrymen who were like a tide, Su Liu looked indifferent, but there was an indescribable sharpness in his eyes.

"I have been practicing Taoism for eight hundred years, and I have never taken a person's head with my flying sword!"

Before he finished speaking, Su Liu slowly raised his hands, his eyes slightly focused, divine light surged in his eyes, and an extremely sharp sword intent whizzed out from his body, filling the space between heaven and earth.

"Here comes the sword!"

Following Su Liu's clear shout, the swords of more than a thousand Wudang disciples present, including the Seven Quanzhen disciples, suddenly trembled, as if they had received some kind of summons!

The next moment, loud sword sounds suddenly rang out, like the roars of dragons. Thousands of swords of all the Wudang disciples on Mount Wudang were unsheathed and headed towards the sculpture of the Zhenwu Emperor!

At the same time, among the martial artists present.

The swords carried by all the swordsmen also trembled, made long and clear sounds, and then suddenly came out of their sheaths.

Suddenly, more than a thousand swords floated in the air and flew towards the Taoist priest in white above the head of Zhenwu Emperor.

Thousands of swords whizzed past and gathered together, like a long river of sword energy, surrounding Su Liu's head.

With a long roar, thousands of towering swords came!

The swordsman in white has an unparalleled charm, shocking and unprecedented!

The sight of thousands of swords flying together made everyone present stunned, and even trembled all over. They were so excited that they exclaimed:

“What…what’s going on!?”

"Flying sword! This must be the legendary ability of flying swords to control the air!"

"Oh my god! Adding all these swords together, there must be tens of thousands of them, right?!"

"The name of the Sword Immortal is truly well-deserved!"

At this moment, even Zhang Sanfeng and Bei Mingzi were stunned where they were, their eyes filled with shock.

The two most senior leaders in the Taoist sect stared at the sight of tens of thousands of swords flying at the same time with their eyes wide open. They felt their scalps tingling and were shocked to the point of being speechless.

Sword Immortal, Sword Immortal!

What is a sword immortal?

Control thousands of swords and become the immortal among swords!

Bei Mingzi and Zhang Sanfeng looked at each other at the same time, and they could see the gratitude in each other's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Wulian Tianzun, it is truly a blessing from heaven! Such a person actually descended upon our sect!"

"No matter what the cost, we must keep him in our sect!!"

And at this moment, in the Mongol camp.

Zhao Min stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the white-clothed figure standing among thousands of swords, like a god among swords. She felt so dazed that she couldn't even speak.

Such an opponent...is it really possible for a mortal to contend with him?

Even the immortals, demons, and Buddhas in myths and legends might not be able to save us like this, right?

Prince Ruyang, who was standing by, was also horrified. His heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping down his forehead.

But at this moment, the arrow is on the string and must be shot.

If we fight to the death, there may still be a glimmer of hope.

Otherwise, the only outcome will be destruction.

"It doesn't matter if I die, but Minmin is still by my side..."

"Let's fight! My three thousand cavalry can move freely even if they encounter an army of one hundred thousand. I don't believe that he alone can defeat an army of one hundred thousand!"

Thinking of this, King Ruyang's eyes turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"In the name of the Eternal Heaven, warriors of the prairie, crush your opponents!"

"Once our army is formed, no matter whether the enemy is a god or a demon, they will all bow down before our horses!"

"I swear here that whoever of you survives today will be promoted to level seven on the spot!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

What's more, the barbarians on the grassland are famous for their fearlessness and good fighting skills.

Its military might was so great that even the most powerful of the Five Dynasties, Qin, was wary of it!

Under the command of King Ruyang, the soldiers who were originally a little timid once again ignited their blood and roared loudly, and galloped towards Su Liu on horseback!

"Kill, kill, kill!!!"

Countless cavalry gathered together, like a black tide, sweeping towards Su Liu at an extremely fast speed.

Such power is truly terrifying, and it feels like a dark cloud pressing down on a city, threatening to destroy it.

Even Zhang Sanfeng looked stern and said loudly:

"My dear Su, do you need me to lend you a hand?"

Su Liu laughed out loud.

"A bunch of chickens and dogs, why do you need help? Just wait and see me kill them with my sword!"

Amidst loud laughter, he just waved his hand, and thousands of divine swords whizzed out with a mighty force, pouring out like a river from the sky.

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Whoosh! !

Wherever the sword reached, the mountains and rivers were stained with blood, and where the sword light flashed, white bones were seen.

In the midst of this bloody massacre, Su Liu chanted loudly:

"The heroes of the world come from our generation. Once we enter the martial arts world, time will pass by quickly!"

"While chatting and laughing about the emperor's hegemony, he couldn't bear the intoxication of life."

Amid the heroic singing, thousands of sharp swords crisscrossed the battlefield, slaughtering thousands of soldiers as if they were chopping melons and vegetables, launching a massacre without suspense!

After just a stick of incense, more than a thousand cavalrymen had been killed by countless flying swords.

But in the battlefield, broken limbs and bodies piled up like mountains, blood gathered into rivers, and broken iron armor fell on the battlefield. The scene was as terrifying as Asura Hell.

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Su Liu stood on the statue of Zhenwu Emperor, his eyes indifferent and cold, as if he was a god in the sky watching the ants in the dust, without a trace of compassion.

What he cultivated was the glorious heavenly way.

God’s might is like a prison, it only kills and never lets go!

Looking at the trembling and terrified Mongolian cavalrymen, Su Liu's eyes remained calm. Instead, he slowly opened his mouth and ended the song.

"I lifted my sword while riding astride and swung the ghost rain, causing bones as white as a mountain bird to fly away."

"Everything in this world is like a tide and people are like water. Only a few people in the rivers and lakes return."

Amidst the long chant, the sword light suddenly rose.

Countless flying swords raged on the battlefield, and amid countless shocked and terrified gazes, the remaining Mongol soldiers were slaughtered to pieces!

Corpses were scattered all over the ground, and blood was flowing everywhere.

In less than an incense stick of time, only one of the 3,000 most elite Mongolian cavalrymen was left standing on the battlefield.

And the only survivor is the body possessed by the remaining soul of Bashiba!

"It's nature that plays tricks on people!"

Looking at the ground stained with blood, Bashiba laughed bitterly and said:

"The Central Plains martial arts world is indeed full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. I never dreamed that there would be a person like you in the world..."

"If I had known of your existence earlier, I would have stayed in the Snow Region for my entire life and would never have set foot in the Central Plains..."

Hearing this, Su Liu sneered and said calmly:

"Pay attention in the next life!"

"In this life, I will send you to see the Tathagata Buddha first!"

Chapter 191 The mastermind behind the scenes, the powerful person in the realm of heaven and man, Donghuang Taiyi?

"That's it."

Indifferent words are the final judgment.

After saying this, divine light surged in Su Liu's eyes.

The power of the soul turned into an invisible sword, which was about to burst out and completely strangle the remaining soul of Ba Shiba.

"No!"

"You can't kill me!!"

"I...I am a disciple of that master. If you dare to kill me, your fate in the future will be a hundred, a thousand times more miserable than mine!!!"

I don’t know if it was a curse before death or something he really relied on.

In despair, the Eighth Master Ba looked at Su Liu with a dark gaze and said with a sinister smile:

"Boy, even if you have extraordinary martial arts skills, compared to that immortal being, you are just a lowly ant after all!"

Hearing this, Su Liu's eyes suddenly gleamed with a divine light, as if he had caught an extremely important piece of information from Ba Shiba's words.

"Immortality, immortality?"

"Is there anyone in the world who is immortal?"

"Is this guy just pretending to be a big shot, or does he really exist?"

All kinds of thoughts instantly emerged in Su Liu's mind.

The next moment, without any hesitation, he made a prompt decision and opened the Taixu Eye directly.

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