Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 173 Ancient Kyushu

The strong can do whatever they want, and the weak can only watch helplessly as the strong act unscrupulously!

After all, the rules of the strong are their own standards, and they have the final explanation.The weak can only be careful and follow the rules set by the strong without any indiscretion.

Even the slightest deviation is an unpardonable sin and will be punished by God.

This powerful barbarian just made a move from a distance and easily broke through a few killing moves, causing Xun Shaoyu's killing move to fail.But Xun Shaoyu was not allowed to complain at all, otherwise he would be seeking death.

This is the difference between weak and strong. The strong occupy the "reason" and the weak follow the "reason".

Xun Shaoyu held the knife and looked into the distance, looking at the palm with cold eyes.

Hu Yanming's blood aroused excitement, and his bloodline body gradually became rounded. One arm sprang out from between the two ribs. The eight arms were all covered with fine black scales, like snake scales, with a cold and cold aura, stained with something almost like a hunter's. Such indifference.

"hiss!"

"His!!"

Hu Yanming's tongue is like a snake's letter, separated into small twigs, with a black and red tongue coating, with a little black mist.

"Xun's son, you can't kill me!"

"...You can't kill me!!"

Hu Yanming's vocal cords seemed to have thousands of saw teeth working back and forth.

The bloodline of the barbarian tribe was fully developed and he transformed into a pure-blooded barbarian, with true bloodline patterns appearing on his body.Every blood pattern carries a primitive and desolate energy.

"Array!"

"Prepare for battle!"

Xun Shaoyu looked at the rampant Hu Yanming indifferently and issued military orders sternly.

It can be seen that this barbarian power is not without restrictions.At least that powerful man seemed to have the ability to change everything when he took action, and his power was extremely frightening, but the [Black Wing] cavalry suffered few casualties.

However, this is not the reason why Xun Shaoyu did nothing and watched this powerful man act wantonly.

Once he retreats without a fight, he will be able to protect himself.But this made the princes and ministers of Lu State think of this young master who fled without fighting.

At least, this reputation of cowardice and incompetence must be pinned on his head.

And he, Xun Shaoyu, can only be an idler with no power or position from now on.

boom--

[Black Wing] The cavalry were lined up like a mountain, and the blood demon condensed the true shape of a fierce beast. The black tiger looked at the big hand with its teeth and claws, and its tiger face was full of eagerness to try.

"senior,"

Xun Shaoyu took a few steps forward astride the black dragon colt and said loudly: "I am the doctor of Tangyi in the state of Lu, Xun Shaoyu!"

This Nancai is Tangyi. Because Nancai is three hundred miles away, there is only this large city.Therefore, the official title of Xun Shaoyu in the Lu Kingdom was Doctor Tangyi.

"...The fourteenth son of Marquis Wen, Young Master Shaoyu!"

Xun Shaoyu's voice was sonorous and powerful, full of confidence.

Facing this powerful barbarian, Xun Shaoyu was certainly in awe. The path of this powerful person was lofty and far-reaching.

But if you want Xun Shaoyu to be trembling and humble, it is absolutely impossible.

"what……"

Vaguely, Xun Shaoyu seemed to hear a chuckle.

This big hand slowly withdrew, so that the turmoil and hustle and bustle of this week gradually dissipated, and everything seemed to return to tranquility.

From the beginning to the end, this man of great ability only glanced at Xun Shaoyu. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he were looking at ants floating in the dust.It comes silently and leaves silently.

Only Xun Shaoyu looked at the blue sky and whispered sadly: "Are you leaving?"

…………

Barren mountains, withered life!
A hundred-foot-long giant slowly retracted his palm. This palm spanned thousands of miles, and its magical power was extremely terrifying.

A faint red light swayed in his palm, but with a slight squeeze of his palm, the red light immediately shattered and disappeared.

"Xun's family!"

"The Xun family of Lu State!"

The hundred-foot giant frowned, looking in the direction of Kyushu, and remained silent for a long time.

He comes from an extraordinary bloodline and is a descendant of the 81 kings of the barbarian tribe, one of the noble descendants.Therefore, the fear of ancient Kyushu is far greater than that of ordinary people.

Today's era no longer belongs to ancient races like them.

The human race is the protagonist of this era.

The human race prospered in Kyushu, and Kyushu prospered from the human race!

Because since the rise of the human race, there have been three emperors, five emperors, and 72 human kings in ancient times.It has suppressed countless people who have attained the Tao and Fruition, and caused countless powerful people to stain their clothes with blood and fall into the dust.

Because most of these human heroes rose from Kyushu and took Kyushu as their foundation.

Therefore, for hundreds of thousands of years since ancient times, ancient Kyushu has been a splendid place with brilliant people and great talents, and it can be called the ancestral land of the human race.

It is precisely because of the extraordinary significance of Kyushu to the human race.That's why this giant of a hundred feet is so taboo.

After all, although he has great magical power, he is still far away from the [Devil Fruit of Immortality].

Moreover, even a powerful person with a complete [Dao Fruit] level would never think of doing whatever he wants in ancient Jiuzhou.

It was precisely because of his concerns that he stopped paying attention to him after helping him from afar.

"Ugh……"

The hundred-foot-long giant sighed quietly: "My clan is in such decline, and I don't know when we will have a chance to prosper again."

"Now, I, the direct descendant of the king, have to be wary of even a small human race prince. It is really boring... boring!"

The hundred-foot-long giant stood up and shook off pieces of stone skin. Dust fell like a hurricane: "If it weren't for being ordered to take care of the tribe, I really don't want to get involved in such a thankless job!"

"Yeah... If it's not a certain family's turn, a certain family doesn't want to take care of it... This is really boring!"

A long and long sigh suddenly sounded from beside the hundred-foot giant.

The Baizhang giant's eyebrows twitched, and he looked towards him with a solemn expression.

With the magical power of a hundred-foot giant, he is also a famous existence among the barbarians.But it is so easy for people to get close to the body ten feet away without even realizing it. This makes the hundred-foot giant a bit frightened.

A middle-aged man wearing coarse linen clothes, with a burly body and a hint of coldness, looked at the hundred-foot giant indifferently.

The Baizhang Giant's heart sank slightly and he said, "I don't know why you are here, brother?"

The middle-aged man in front of him seemed to have rough hands and feet, and a clumsy figure. His simple and honest face made people even less cautious.

However, how can he be a simple person if he can get within ten feet of a giant?

This is the profound state of great skill and clumsiness, and great sound and sound.

Gangge said indifferently: "I, Gangge of the human race!"

He opened his palms, and a golden treasure scroll was suspended in the air, saying: "As for why I came here, I think you know it well. Jiuzhou has forbidden gods to come to the world, this is the emperor's golden decree!"

"You have violated the words of the imperial edict, and you have committed a crime to the heavens, so there is nothing you can pray for?"

Gang Ge said calmly,

The golden scroll in his hand seemed to emit a hazy golden light, and in the golden light, the sacred characters separated and merged one by one.

…………

The yellow sand is flying and the wind is getting stronger!
"Roar--"

Hu Yanming made great progress in cultivation and refined his bloodline true body. With his eight arms dancing, he relied on his reborn body to fight his way out of the heavy siege of the [Black Wings] cavalry.

The [Black Wings] cavalry were certainly demoralized, but the swarming of more than a thousand cavalry could make this barbarian leader with a great physique become confused for a while.

However, it is rare for a barbarian to reach the level of barbarian body in a thousand years, and his military force can be said to be unparalleled.

When Hu Yanming first entered the realm of Dacheng, he only had an eight-armed true body. Without any time to adjust, he could not exert the strength that the eight-armed body should have.

However, with just this physical body, Hu Yanming's power is enough to dominate for a while.

This is the true master level, extremely vigorous.Even if you are covered in knife wounds and arrow marks, as long as you don't damage your own fundamentals, you can recover in a matter of seconds.

Xun Shaoyu slowly drew his sword: "It seems that he is really gone!"

The existence of that powerful person felt like a lump in his throat, but he had to face it.

"Hu Yanming will die today..."

He said lightly, and the ghost was filled with a cold chill.

Xun Shaoyu would never do the stupid thing of letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

Moreover, Huyan Mingzhen has reached the great state of barbarism, and his threat level has skyrocketed, and he is even included in Xun Shaoyu's must-kill list.

There is a huge difference between a true grandmaster level and a barbarian who only has the combat power of a grandmaster.

Hu Yanming's eight arms came out in unison, possessing the power to overturn rivers and oceans. Waves of air swept across and slapped him, causing each of the cavalry to vomit blood and fly away.

The air around Zai was almost solid. Under the bombardment of Hu Yanming's punches, it stirred up waves and shattered all obstacles.

At this time, Xun Shaoyu held the saber, his steps were staggered and contemptuous, the blade trembled as the light of the saber circulated, and it turned into a galaxy and fell across the sky.

"Why should the eight pillars be used? Why should the southeast suffer?"

He muttered in a low voice, as if eight pillars of heaven appeared around Xun Shaoyu, suppressing the eight phases in all directions, and a ray of cold light struck across the southeast.

Hu Yanming's eight-arm sealing and various sacrificial techniques can be described as treacherous and unpredictable in his hands. He can be extremely vicious and cruel at the moment, but with a trace of upright masculinity.

Xun Shaoyu can divide rivers with one sword, and You Jing in his hand is a semi-treasure weapon, the best sword among the sharp weapons.

In Xun Shaoyu's hands, he almost had the astonishing ability of a complete treasure weapon.

boom--

He slashed out with his sword, and the shadow of the Eight Directions Heavenly Pillar moved slightly.

Hu Yanming's eyes were as hot as fire and he roared: "Come on..."

Among the barbarian tribes, the essence of cultivation is blood, and they regard the skills and magical powers of humans and demons as if they were worn out shoes, and do not take them seriously.

What the barbarians rely on is their innate talents and a little bit of experience and instinct in bloody battles.

Hu Yanming punched the sword towards the light, with a hint of madness on his face.

boom--

Hu Yanming's legs landed on the ground, and they stepped a few feet into the ground. There were some fine cracks around the legs.

His two thick legs sunk deeply into the ground, and thin beads of sweat hung on the bridge of his nose.

"Good knife!"

Hu Yanming's palms trembled slightly, and he let out a long whistle. He unconsciously clenched his palms slightly, and a shocking trace of blood stained his fingertips.

Xun Shaoyu's sword was not so easy to take.

The sharp-edged Youjing, coupled with Xun Shaoyu, a half-step master, even Hu Yanming found it difficult.

"I said that you will definitely die today, and no one can save you."

Xun Shaoyu held his sword in front of him and said softly.

"What's the point of eight pillars?"

"What's wrong with the southeast?"

He murmured to himself, and the sword in his hand became more and more clanging.

In the hands of Xun Shaoyu, the sword technique of "Nine Questions of the Heavenly Sword" shines with the brilliance of its predecessors.

One question will break all the bonds!
The competition between the two masters was accompanied by wind and thunder, roaring continuously, and every punch and kick was full of divine power.

The two men are so strong in force that they can fight and run away at the same time.

Xun Shaoyu's sword and man merged into one, reaching the extreme of Hunyuan; Hu Yanming's eight-armed bloodline reduced his power to ten levels.

When the battle reached its climax, the army on the side could not intervene at all.

Xun Shaoyu's sword is like the light of the sky, while Hu Yanming is invincible with his physical body, shaking and scattering countless light of the sky.

boom--

"Move mountains,"

"Exorcism!"

Hu Yanming's blood boiled, and the extremely mysterious real seal scripts were written one by one from his fingertips.

The faint shadows of the statues, reflecting the hazy white light, flocked to Xun Shaoyu's side like moths to the flame.

These phantoms are armored and sharp, like diseases caused by hundreds of battles.
"You're just a lonely ghost, get out!"

Xun Shaoyu scolded angrily, and the murderous intention of the ghost spirit stirred up the soul.

These souls were all collected by Hu Yanming using the sacrificial technique. They are necessary for practicing the sacrificial technique.

Moreover, these souls have been transformed into the genus of Yin soldiers and Yin generals through Hu Yanming's sacrifice, which is a supernatural power of ghosts.

But Xun Shaoyu's sword shot into the sky, his energy and blood were so surging, and he shouted angrily, mixed with the awe-inspiring Yang Yang, and beat all the souls who had initially revealed their ghost bodies to pieces.

In Xun Shaoyu's eyes, the two magical powers of moving mountains and exorcising gods can only be used as meager obstacles, and they are not even qualified to let him stay for a while.

Several hills were torn apart, and Xun Shaoyu's figure suddenly advanced, as if dozens or hundreds of swords were rubbing against each other.

Dozens of sword lights flickered out, Xun Shaoyu flicked the sword, and there was a murderous intent.

Hu Yanming used ancient boxing techniques, with his eight arms coordinated as one, and fired thousands of punches in a row with a wonderful trajectory.

The eight arms were unparalleled, and countless punch waves flooded, making Xun Shaoyu almost among the hurricane waves of fists.

Zheng——

Zheng——

Xun Shaoyu touched the blade with his index finger, flicked it slightly, and the blade violently clanged.

"I have a sword that can kill all ghosts and gods, and destroy all evil spirits!"

Xun Shaoyu's face was full of evil spirits, and his body had nowhere to draw strength from the punch waves.You can only follow the air waves, your body cannot do it yourself.

But in front of his sword, a trace of silvery color passed across the blade, and the glint of the sword was extremely bright and flawless.

He turned his body into a sword, which cut through the wind and waves three thousand feet away, turned into a bright light, and rushed directly towards Hu Yanming.

Huyan Mingchu became the real body of the bloodline, but on a whim, he also sensed the approaching crisis.

"Do not……"

Hu Yanming had no time to react. The brilliance of this sword light, beyond the imagination of a grandmaster, at least comparable to a sword of great grandmaster class, appeared in the hands of Xun Shaoyu.

Hu Yanming's whole body was stiff, and under the pressure of this huge murderous intention, his mind went blank for an instant.

Almost like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he can only passively accept the coming of the knife.

There seemed to be countless cool breezes blowing through his body, bringing with it a gentle feeling, making him feel the coolness slowly rising and disappearing.

The last thing he could see in his eyes was the calm scene of heaven and earth being completely silent after Xun Shaoyu slowly put away his sword.

(End of this chapter)