The Eternal Emperor of Prehistoric Times

Chapter 47, honing sword skills and strategic retreat
  "Whoever robs the thirty-six Tiangang forbidden spiritual weapons in his hand will get it!" Sai Pan'an said.

The best spiritual weapons are quite tempting, because even if you enter the Blood Sea Realm, you cannot exert the full power of the best spiritual weapons. Only those in the Awakening Realm can control the best spiritual weapons. For some casual cultivators, this is enough to use them for more than ten years. , or even hundreds of years.

To the Heavenly Emperor family, it was just a spiritual weapon casually refined by the family's weapon refiner, and was not worth mentioning.

Some Heavenly Emperor families don't have weapon refiners, maybe there are, but weapon training is almost not a requirement, because it depends on talent.

Moreover, each of the Celestial Emperor's family has their own favorite arts of cultivating immortals. For example, some Eternal giants like spiritual cooking, some Eternal giants like to make alchemy, and some Eternal giants like to make talismans. Their interests are almost extremely broad.

Naturally, almost everyone in their descendants can master the unique positions born in their own family, such as the creator of the Tang family, the brewer created by the sage Dukang, and the talisman maker created by Cangjie Wenzu. It may not be realistic to be as proficient as them.

However, it is enough to be asked to just enter the rank. It must reach the third rank, or three stars. It does not need to be too high. After all, you also need to practice.

Moreover, if you don't have talent, it's impossible to force it. It's not sweet if you force it. Only those who are interested can do research.

"kill……"

Suddenly, a casual cultivator held a machete, bright and sharp, and slashed towards Tang Long. Each knife was opened and closed, powerfully splitting Huashan. It was extremely terrifying. Every blow fell on the ground. If it goes up, a big hole will be smashed out.

"Well done!"

Tang Long shouted softly, holding Tai'a in his hand. The sword was much taller than his own height. The noble sword incorporated his own strength into the basic swordsmanship. He could use any move to chop, chop, stab or provoke. , every sword is polite, just like a gentleman's sword, upright and stable, without any surprise.

"It's better to incorporate the meaning of Tai Chi into it."

Suddenly, an idea came to Tang Long, and then he naturally displayed the true meaning of Tai Chi. Each piece was slow and soft, without any sharp power at all.

It was this soft swordsmanship that allowed him to unhurriedly remove the huge force from the machete with every blow, without affecting Tang Long at all.

This casual cultivator seemed to use all his strength to hit the cotton, without using it at all.

"I still don't believe it!"

A rough and arrogant middle-aged man, holding two halberds, was killing Tang Long. He had almost no plan, but his moves were deadly. No matter it was a three-way attack, the three-way attack moves were all used to the fullest. Every blow was deadly. Attacking Tang Long's head, heart, eyes and other important organs.

For a moment, Tang Long was in a hurry and almost unable to resist. Unfortunately, as time passed, Tang Long's defense became more and more skillful and he was unable to attack at all.

"We can't go on like this. This is simply giving Tang Long time to hone his sword skills. Any kid from a big family has amazing talent. What's more, what he obtained is the God-given dragon pattern. His power of understanding is extremely strong. A person like us This one is simply his whetstone, the faster it gets sharpened, the sharper it will be." Sai Pan'an said, seeing that the situation was not good.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see this, because both Tang Long and Ji Yi are like this. At first, they punched Nanshan Nursing Home, kicked Beihai Kindergarten, and later, their moves were deadly and extremely sharp. Any blow would almost kill them. Don't waste your strength.

This is the result of aristocratic families cultivating geniuses and letting them enter secret realms or leave the aristocratic family to hone their talent in various continents.

Let them hone their fighting prowess and conduct themselves in the world. After all, the world is a big dyeing pot that can be rendered in various ways.

"kill……"

At the same time, more than a dozen casual cultivators, armed with sharp blades or wearing iron fist gloves, were attacking Tang Long from all directions, attacking Tang Long's different body organs.

"Rumble..."

There was almost a sonic boom all around. Every one had either a cow pattern, a tiger pattern, or even an elephant pattern. One or two of them were dragon patterns in a certain realm, which was so terrifying. “Tai Chi Swordsmanship—Strangulation!”

Tang Long's mind naturally sank into the Book of Laws, caught the mysterious and mysterious Taoist rhyme, and turned the surrounding wasteland into a Tai Chi diagram, with a radius of tens of meters, or even a hundred meters, into a black and white area. .

The sharp sword energy crisscrossed and intertwined in the surrounding space. It was extremely sharp and terrifying. It strangled the casual cultivators who were charging one by one and forced them back, leaving each of them with scars.

"This bunch of rabble is simply unsightly. They can't take down a mere four children with dragon patterns given by God. They are really useless." Sai Pan'an narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the casual cultivator, exuding a trace of murderous intent, which was fleeting and hidden. Very good.

"Take this opportunity to kill with one strike."

Saipan'an's eyes sparkled, holding a magic weapon restricted by the Twelve Heaven and Earth Demons, looking down from a high position.

"Yellow-level high-grade magical power - wind-piercing thorn!"

The fierce sword energy radiated around Saipan'an, cutting cracks into the big trees. In an instant, he seemed to be integrated into the sword, transforming into a sharp sword.

"Shh..."

This sword was so fast that it was almost difficult to catch with the naked eye. It seemed to be beyond the ordinary and reasonable, and it came towards Tang Long with a sword.

"Danger, life is in danger!"

Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out on Tang Long's back. On a whim, he narrowed his eyes and almost forgot that the most dangerous and deadly hungry wolf here was waiting for an opportunity to kill him with one strike.

"The Emperor's Sword - The Emperor is angry!"

In the blink of an eye, Tang Long reacted, raised his sword, abandoned the true meaning of Tai Chi, and displayed the true swordsmanship of a king.

"In the whole world, is it the king's land? On the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers..."

Tang Long gave a soft drink, as if he was covered with a dragon robe and blessed by an imperial crown. The majesty of a king filled his body, commanding the world without anger.

The king's sword destroys the heaven and the earth. The sword energy criss-crosses the nineteen states. One sword radiates coldness to nineteen states and leaves millions of corpses floating on the ground. One sword can bring peace to all generations, and one anger can kill all spirits!
  "Rumble..."

The sword energy spread horizontally, setting off extremely terrifying air waves, like a level 12 storm, sweeping across the wilderness in all directions and cutting off towering trees.

Among them, there is a sharp sword energy in this storm, which can kill people with just one strike.

"How dare you, a young man like Fang Xiao, dare to take action against the Tang family."

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the sky, and a young man came at great speed, stepping on the void, walking like a dragon or a tiger.

"Oops, it attracted the arrival of the Tang family from Tangshan. It seems that there is nothing we can do today except a strategic retreat." Saipan'an glanced at the sky, turned into a stream of light, rushed into the jungle, and disappeared.

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