Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 48 Green Grass

The strange and dangerous artistic conception is still in its infancy, and it can shake Wang Bufan. Now that the hearts and minds of the two elders have reached the [-]% level, their power will naturally rise to a higher level.

To put it bluntly, if it wasn't for Zhao Nanxing who received the move just now, Shi Xiaole's Qingfeng sword might have been stained with blood.

"What kind of martial arts are you?"

Zhao Nanxing asked solemnly.Also puzzled, there were more than 200 outstanding disciples of Luyan Mountain present.

"artistic conception."

Shi Xiaole said lightly.

"Mood? What mood?"

Many people frowned, not knowing what this meant.But there were also some people who showed an unbelievable expression, looking at Shi Xiaole, full of shock.

Although the Luyan Thirteen Sects are all in the field of martial arts, there are also some disciples who have extensive knowledge and experience. They have heard of the "artistic conception" move state from the mouths of the teachers and seniors.

But isn't that something only geniuses can comprehend?

According to the rumors, only those who truly comprehend and study the moves thoroughly can have a glimmer of hope to step into that realm.

For these disciples, artistic conception is like a function for primary school students, who can't even understand it, but now it appears on Shi Xiaole, how can it not be shocking? !
Xiao Yuanbo, Mao Wenjing, and the rest of the Sword Painting School disciples let out a long breath.

Their emotions were a little calmer, because Shi Xiaole's move to defeat the Great Elder was exactly the same as today's move, but it was not as powerful.

"Boy, it turns out that you are the one who hides the most in the Sword Painting Sect. Zhao doesn't believe that he can't defeat you."

Zhao Nanxing has always been conceited, and couldn't accept an unknown pawn jumping in front of him, so he continued to rush forward in a rage.

Shi Xiaole's eyes were calm, without flinching.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Shi Xiaole's conventional strength is not as good as Zhao Nanxing's, but whenever he encounters a dangerous situation, he will be able to use the strange and dangerous artistic conception to bring him back.

After going back and forth, Zhao Nanxing had nothing to do with him.

"Don't use any artistic conception if you have the ability, and fight with dignity!"

Zhao Nanxing was furiously cursing, only to hear scandium's sound, his iron sword was cut by the Qingfeng sword, and a very thin gap spread along the blade.

After all, Qingfengjian is a low-grade rare soldier, after a long battle, it will be a ghost if it does not gain the upper hand.

Seeing that he could not win for a while, Zhao Nanxing finally decided to take a step back for the time being.Unexpectedly, at this moment, a poisoned dart suddenly flew out from among the disciples, and rushed towards Shi Xiaole with lightning speed!

The crowd let out bursts of exclamation.

As a target, Shi Xiaole's hairs stood on end.

Under the crisis, his body forcibly moved sideways, and the dart passed by Qingfeng sword, but the tyrannical force on the dart made Shi Xiaole stagger back.

A vicious light flashed in Zhao Nanxing's eyes, and the iron sword made a gesture to slash at the dart, but the power of the sword passed through the ground and all acted on Shi Xiaole.

Oops!

Shi Xiaole's footsteps slipped and he fell into the bottomless abyss.

"Little Junior Brother!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yuanbo became angry, and Mao Wenjing also looked cold.As if they had made an appointment, they raised their swords at the same time to kill Zhao Nanxing.

The remaining disciples of the Painting Sword Sect were also unwilling, and quickly joined forces with the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect.

Some retreated, some stepped forward to block them, and in the end, without exception, they were dragged into the battle circle and became a full-scale fight.In the end, disciples continued to fall into the pit until there were only a dozen or so left.

This includes Qi Guang from Fuchenmen.

Qi Guang said in a deep voice: "Everyone, wait a moment! This matter has become a big deal, we must rush back to the sect immediately and report the whole story to the head of the sect."

Some of the remaining people looked gloomy, but did not object.

After the enthusiasm subsided, everyone obviously realized the seriousness of the matter. If everyone who fell would die, this would definitely be an unprecedented blow to the Luyan Thirteen Sect.

As for the Sansheng Grass, see its big-headed ghost!
Without further ado, more than a dozen people started their lightness kung fu and hurried back to the sect.

……

In the process of falling, Shi Xiaole practiced his kung fu and slashed the wall with Qingfeng sword to counteract the huge falling force. After about tens of seconds, he fell into the water with a bang.

The water was stagnant, but strangely scented.

Swimming ashore, let the eyes get used to the darkness, and the martial artist's five senses are stronger than ordinary people, Shi Xiaole can barely see the surrounding environment clearly.

This is a relatively spacious and long passage, and the stagnant water next to it is just aimed at the deep pit, which saved him from a catastrophe.

"windy."

Sensing the flow of air, Shi Xiaole thought about it, then walked carefully towards the east of the passage.

Not long after he left, people kept falling from the sky, splashing the stagnant water into pools of water.

The length of the tunnel is beyond Shi Xiaole's imagination, but the air is getting fresher and fresher. Taking a breath, one feels the pores are open and the whole body is comfortable.

"This is the spirit of the grass?"

I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs run.

Shi Xiaole has already learned from some classics that there are some strange spiritual herbs in this world, and the breath alone can make people energetic and refreshed, just like the feeling at this moment.

He couldn't help wondering, could it be that there is a legendary spirit grass in front of the passage?

The pace quickened, and after about a quarter of an hour, the field of vision suddenly widened.Wisps of light appeared ahead, and two people were fighting fiercely.

Who is it not Chu Lin and Yuan Qiuwei?

Wisps of light came from a small green grass on the left of the two of them.

The size and dimensions of this grass are no different from ordinary grass, but in the veins, there is a glistening green light, and the swaying posture makes people feel shocked.

"Green grass."

Even with Shi Xiaole's disposition, he couldn't calm down.

Green light grass, one of the spiritual grasses in the world, grows once every ten years, and its greatest effect is to help warriors purify their internal energy, remove the chaff and keep the chaff.

You must know that the internal strength of a warrior does not come out of thin air, but is transformed by using exercises and absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.The problem is that no exercise can guarantee 100% conversion of aura into internal force.

Under the action of the human body's circulation, the excess spiritual energy will become impurities and stay in the body. If it accumulates for a long time, it will not only damage the skill, but also affect the foundation of the warrior.

In order to avoid this situation, warriors often need to spend more time meditating to unblock blockages and expel dirt.

It's a pity that this method is time-consuming and energy-consuming, and sometimes the effect received is not ideal.

But with the Green Light Grass, it is different. As a spiritual grass, the spiritual energy contained in the Green Light Grass is enough to dissolve the impurities in the warrior's internal force in a very short period of time, thereby greatly improving the purity of the internal force and making the warrior to a higher level.

Seeing Chu Lin's gloomy face and his unrelenting manner, Shi Xiaole knew that the other party already had the idea of ​​occupying Biguangcao.

"Senior brother Chu, I have already given you the green light grass, why are you still aggressive?"

Yuan Qiuwei was scratched in many places and was out of breath, obviously at a disadvantage.This made Shi Xiaole take another look at Chu Lin. The other party was in the outside world, obviously not using all his strength.

"Digesting the Green Grass requires an environment without people. With Junior Brother Yuan by his side, Chu is not at ease."

Chu Lin sneered, which made Yuan Qiuwei indignant.The meaning in the other party's words clearly implied that he would take the opportunity to sneak attack on him.

Chi Chi.

One accident, Yuan Qiuwei got two more sword strikes on the shoulder, and the blood kept flowing, which already made him a little dizzy.Although he was very unwilling, Yuan Qiuwei knew that if he continued like this, he would undoubtedly die.

"Junior Brother Yuan, don't blame me. It's just that there are other opportunities here, but I really don't want to share them with you. So you can only die."

Chu Lin smiled cruelly and complacently, his eyes were hardened, and the long sword swung out like a glare, briefly illuminating a three-foot radius.It was his unique skill, Cutting Sword Flowing Light.

Yuan Qiuwei blocked it, but his arm convulsed, and he could only watch helplessly as the long sword was drawn towards his throat.

Keng!
At the critical moment, a light cyan sword glow came across from the side, blocking the fatal blow for Yuan Qiuwei.

"Little Junior Brother!"

With the help of the sword light, Yuan Qiuwei saw the face of the person coming, and couldn't help but yelled.

"Eldest brother, let's join forces to deal with this person."

Shi Xiaole looked at the cold-faced Chu Lin and said.

"A disciple of the Sword Painting School?"

Chu Lin's voice was very suppressed, with a strong murderous intent.

The appearance of Shi Xiaole made him suspect that more people might have entered this place, so if he wants to get a chance, he must make a quick decision!
"I didn't want to use this trick at first, but now it seems that I have to do it."

Chu Lin suddenly wiped the blade of the sword with his hand, and let the blood in his palm flow on the sword, which inexplicably added a bit of terrifying temperament to him.

The next moment, with a flick of his wrist, the blood-oozing long sword attacked Shi Xiaole and Yuan Qiuwei ferociously like a blood-colored poisonous snake.

With just one sword strike, blood spilled into the sky.He broke Yuan Qiuwei's Windless Willow Sword and drew six bloodstains on his body.

"Chu Lin, how dare you practice demon swordsmanship?"

Yuan Qiuwei's face was pale, he was shocked and angry, and there was also a look of fear.

Since ancient times, there is no balance between righteousness and evil. For the disciples of the righteous way, practicing magic and martial arts will definitely be condemned in words and in writing.Chu Lin displayed it without any scruples, clearly determined to put the two of them to death!
The bloody long sword stabbed at him, the majestic and tricky force shook Shi Xiaole back two steps, the blood in his chest churned non-stop.

The main target of Chu Lin's sword was Yuan Qiuwei, but even so, he still suppressed Shi Xiaole, which shows the high level of martial arts of this person.

"Eldest brother, let's retreat first."

There was nothing to be done, Shi Xiaole performed a Huashan swordsmanship that contained a strange and dangerous artistic conception, which slightly blocked Chu Lin, and then planned to fight and retreat.

Yuan Qiuwei also knew that it was a matter of life and death, seeing that Shi Xiaole's sword technique worked, he hurriedly tried his best to help him.

"Damn, what kind of move is this?"

Chu Lin's complexion was extremely ugly, and he who had practiced magic and martial arts would definitely have to get rid of Shi Xiaole and the two before he could rest assured.But seeing that the two of them were fleeing farther and farther away, and he couldn't let go of the Green Light Grass, otherwise all the previous efforts would be in vain.

"When I refine the green light grass, I will surely tear your corpses to pieces."

Finally, Chu Lin stopped, gritted his teeth secretly and said.

(End of this chapter)