Lord of Time!

Chapter 100 Blood Monkey Yuan Xiu, Inanimate Sword Intent
"Ah hit."

The blood monkey Yuanxiu was on the big tree, jumped through the dense jungle after a few bounces.

Through the large and small leaves, I saw Chen Ping and the two at a glance, with a ferocious look of surprise on their faces, their lips were torn back, and sixteen teeth were showing in a smile.

There was a high-pitched growl.

The thin and small figure like a monkey suddenly swelled up like air, still in the air, the clothes on his body were bulging, and the hair on the top of his head stood up.

He turned somersaults and rushed over like the wind.

At this moment, in mid-air, it seemed to be dark.

Chen Ping didn't even want to count how many sticks the opponent hit in an instant.

I could only feel the whistling sound of sticks in my ears, and golden stick shadows bombarded and fell in all directions.

"Heavenly wind and sea rain, this is Tiangang's 36 sticks that turn one into a hundred. Brother Seven, don't fight recklessly. The more you block, the more troublesome it will be. You can't beat him. You can just dodge it...uh!"

Hualian'er lay on his body, with his head down, leaning close to Chen Ping's ear, talking in a hurry.

Just now when she said don't fight recklessly... her voice became lower and lower.

wrong.

Where is faster than the other party.

The sword roared beside him like a dragon chant, and countless shadowy sword lights shot up into the sky.

It was as if he had come to the frozen land of the North Pole. Countless icy ridges soared into the sky and continued all the way to the horizon.

That shadow was indistinct, a stick that turned into a rain of sticks hit by a hundred sticks and a thousand sticks.

In an instant, he was submerged by this row of sword roars that overwhelmed the sea.

Even, with his slick eyesight, he couldn't see clearly how many swords Seventh Brother stabbed in the misty sword rain.

ding ding dong...

There was a dense sound of collisions.

Sparks splashed all over the sky.

The stick shadow and the sword glow, as soon as they come into contact with each other, they cast a fiery red light curtain like Mars and the earth.

The surrounding vigor is impacting, the leaves are flying, and the sawdust is splashing...

Circles of air ripples swayed and twisted around the body.

Chen Ping chuckled, put his sword behind his elbow, and his figure had long since turned into a fluttering butterfly, lighter than a leaf and more dexterous than a spring swallow.

With the breeze blowing, it has already gone tens of feet away.

But that blood monkey, Yuan Xiu, was so angry that he shot high into the sky, and several streams of blood shot out from his shoulders, abdomen and arms.

It was just a fight of hand speed, and he lost a hand.

This guy deserves to be one of the top [-] characters on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Although he was facing a disadvantage, he was not discouraged at all.

He raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, his figure rolled in the air, kicked the golden bucket upside down, and kicked on the slanted branches of the tall trees.

Using strength to rebound, roaring, the shadow of the golden stick in his hand exploded suddenly, then shrunk again, 36 sticks turned into eighteen sticks, then turned into nine sticks, nine sticks returned to the original, and finally turned into one stick.

Boom knocked down.

The air was blasted and blasted along the road, the trees were pulverized and the earth collapsed.

Falling from the sky, knocking on the head...

Chen Ping turned left and right, rushed forward and circled, and found that the opponent's stick was born with a locking function, no matter which direction he avoided, the stick would knock down his forehead.

He became angry on the spot: "I don't know how to live or die, I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

At this time, it is naturally not easy to turn your back to Yuan Xiu, so you turn around and stand still, calm down, the blood on your body condenses and turns into blood energy, black lines appear on your face, and your figure also swells many.

Therefore, monkeys are very annoying creatures.

The sensitivity is basically full, and, naturally, it can see through weaknesses, and it is extremely clever.

Previously, Chen Ping's set of Qingfengwuyingjian was already at its peak. Logically speaking, it would not be difficult to kill the opponent.

However, I don't know if Yuan Xiu's talent for crisis is really extremely strong, or his ability to use his strength to relieve his strength has reached an extremely high level.

At critical moments, he was always able to dodge the vital points so cleverly, but he suffered a few sword wounds on the thick skin and flesh of his body.

The situation is a bit like Chen Ping's response when he first met [Qingfeng Wuyingjian].

Injured but not dead.

At the last moment, it is often a blessing to the soul, and it can always escape and escape.

However, at that time, Chen Ping was very compelled to escape the sword attack and immediately ran away...

After all, you only have one life, so of course you can't gamble on whether you will be lucky every time.

But the blood monkey Yuan Xiu obviously didn't think so.

He was injured, but even more fierce.

Directly a desperate attitude.

"How much is Bei Zhou giving you?" '

Chen Ping was a little puzzled, and cursed secretly for being crazy.

He condensed his qi and shot, his qi and blood swelled, but this time, he had the intention to completely kill this blood monkey.

Raising the sword to the eyebrows, on top of the Ningshuang sword, heavy sword shadows appeared...

Thousands of sword lights turned into a single sword.

This sword is as thick as a mountain.

Elegant like a cloud...

Topple mountains and seas, destroy mountains and crack rocks.

The sword's momentum draws a circular arc, which is double destroyed by Chen Ping's essence, blood and dantian internal energy.

Turning invisible into tangible, dignified and upright with a sword.

flutter……

The sword momentum just fell halfway.

That day, the 36 sticks gathered together could no longer hit him... He was forced to fall backwards under the pressure of the huge sword power, and a bloodstain split from the blood monkey's forehead to the chest and abdomen, and he was about to be cut in two. piece.

hum...

After Chen Ping's comprehension greatly increased, he stepped into the realm of a small genius step by step from the appearance of a middleman, and finally realized the thrill of breaking through in the battle situation.

I also understand the real secret why some people always become stronger as they fight, and they move to the world, eventually becoming a generation of masters.

When the battle is the most intense and the emotion is at its highest, one can always comprehend something that is absolutely impossible to comprehend.

Just like that...

His set of Qingfengwuyingjian has finally stepped into the tangible and sentient realm one step at a time. From seeing that a mountain is not a mountain to seeing that a mountain is still a mountain, on the attribute panel, he quietly reached the achievement of "Great Accomplishment".

Not surprisingly, when the sword fell, the blood monkey would become a real blood monkey, a dead monkey.

This is the suppression of power and the transcendence of the realm of swordsmanship.

It's a pity that the blood monkey didn't come alone.

Just as the Ningshuang sword broke through the flesh, it was about to pass by in a flash.

Suddenly, the blade vibrated crazily...

Chen Ping only felt that the sword in his hand was not in control.

Countless forces, pulling left and right, circling and reciprocating on the blade of the sword, just can't cut it down.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure with snow-white hair in a gray robe stepping into my line of sight amidst the fluttering leaves.

The man walked forward, his body turned slightly to his side, his hands were already on the hilt of the sword on his shoulders.

The sword is not sheathed.

A sense of extreme sharpness and splitting has reached the eyebrows and chest.

chi...

Rao is now that Chen Ping's body is so strong that it is difficult for him to hurt him, but before he knew it, several deep bloody mouths were opened.

"Yan Hui... Seven Stars!"

Chen Ping's heart trembled.

No longer caring about adding force to the slash of the sword, he took a deep look at the gray-robed old man, his figure flickered, and he had already passed tens of feet away.

Before it landed, it touched the tree, and exploded into more than 20 phantoms, which disappeared into the jungle in several directions.

"It's a quick escape."

The old man stepped forward a few steps, and had already arrived in front of the blood monkey Yuan Xiu. His eyes were slightly concentrated, and he glanced at the bloody mouth on his forehead, and asked in a deep voice: "Can you still chase? Don't worry, the old man is here , he cannot kill you."

"Jian Lao looked down on me, Yuan, a little too much, how could he kill a mere three hundred dragons?
It was just a moment of carelessness before, and I didn't dodge it... I hurt a little fur, it's not a problem. "

Yuan Xiu was very unhappy.

However, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in the face of his senior, Gao Renjian.

Master is not by his side, walking in the rivers and lakes still depends on strength.

The elders should be respected, and the elders should be respected.

"It's fine if you can fight again. He can't escape. As long as you can entangle him for half a breath, when the old man arrives, you can chop him with a single sword."

There was a hint of aloofness on the brows of the old man Jian, and he didn't intend to say more.

The boy's body and footwork on the opposite side are indeed extremely wonderful and strong to a certain extent.

If, without the eyes of the sky eagle to keep an eye on him all the time, and no one pestering him to slow down his pace at any time, if he was turned around by that slippery boy, he might really be thrown off.

However, this assumption itself has no assumptions.

In the Northwest Wanjian Villa, after the army of the Northern Zhou Dynasty suppressed the territory, no matter how unwilling the Mingxin Sword Master was, he had no choice but to submit.

Under the pressure of the general situation, personal strength is actually not much stronger than the praying mantis blocking the car.

How long can that kid escape.

He was going to die anyway, and it was not in vain to die under the "Wu Sheng Sword".

Sensing the murderous intent in the old man's heart, the unsheathed rusty iron sword on his back suddenly let out a low, hoarse cry, with traces of yellow light shining through.

……

"What kind of sword technique is that?"

Chen Ping felt a little lucky at this time. He spent a lot of energy and a lot of luck points to improve the "Yan Hui Die Wu" agility.

Otherwise, it is still unknown whether he will be able to get out of the sharp lock of the white-haired old man with the gray cannon.

Unexpectedly, from tens of feet away, just by locking eyes, he has already hurt himself.

Even, he was able to slightly control his own long sword, so that Ningshuang Sword could no longer cut it, saving the life of the dead monkey.

"I heard from my mother that when a warrior reaches the innate realm of cultivation, he will reach the same goal by different routes... You need to condense your willpower and form your martial will before you can break through."

Hualian'er was silent for a while, then sighed again.

"Of course, in order to comprehend martial intent and achieve innate talent, there is no one who is not talented and brilliant. Considering the size of the world, there are not many of them.

And there are rumors in the world that this old sword man is just a slave of the sword who has no life, and he has served the sword all his life.

I originally thought that no matter how strong he is, he is only complete with the eight meridians, and even if he is the ultimate, he is also the ultimate with no potential.

Unexpectedly, he was still an octogenarian, and he had realized a rudimentary form of sword intent. "

Hualian'er is really good at knowing everything.

Chen Ping was stunned: "You said, the move he just used was sword intent?"

"It's not considered sword intent, at most it's just a rudimentary realization."

Hualian'er's eyes are wide open, what are you thinking, if it's really sword intent, we've already become four pieces by this time.

Is the prestige of an innate master able to be dealt with by someone like you, who has just made the beginning of the third-level qi-blood martial art?
"But even if it is a prototype, it is actually the same for us. You can't use a sword in front of him at all.

No matter how exquisite the sword technique is, it is also subject to some manipulation, and even the extreme sharpness is not something you can block. "

What does this mean.

When fighting with him, Chen Ping basically has no weapons.

Moreover, he couldn't stop the opponent from swinging a sword with all his strength.

Then how to fight?
(End of this chapter)