Fishing the Myriad Heavens

Chapter 1213: Whetstone

Beifeng's body began to distort, and the surrounding space changed, a bit hazy, making people look phantom.

Pale bone spurs emerged from the north wind, and the spine was raised high. Each spur of tens of centimeters pierced the flesh and grew from the spine and intertwined to form a pair of huge bones. wing!

The shoes were torn and torn, and the toes extended forward, exuding a faint metallic luster!

Everywhere in the whole body is turned into a weapon, such as a Shura crawling out of hell, shocking ten parties!

看来 "It seems that the path of spiritual practice in this world will eventually become a higher race, such as Shura in mythology?"

Beifeng even has a mind to think about his own changes. In Beifeng's view, this body is no longer a human body at this time.

"This is a higher civilization, coexistence of all walks of life, the most powerful world power radiates millions of star fields, hard to change countless lives."

Wu Beifeng raised a sense of understanding in his heart.

煞 When the evil spirit is completely absorbed in the god, the north wind's powerful real spirit manifests in the sea of ​​knowledge, directly suppressing a backswipe and restoring the control of this body.

"kill!"

The whole body is filled with a column of evil spirits like blood and blood, and the whole person turns into a glimmer of light. The speed is extreme, and the claws tear the space!

"Blessing of God, Tibetan Sword Art!"

The ancestor of the Tibetan sword was not afraid, and directly inspired the power of the dark river around him, and turned this place into a piece of water!

The thick water vapor is diffused, and it seems to be able to dissipate with a breeze. Sometimes it is terrible to condense together. When traveling in such water vapor, the speed will be greatly suppressed.

A sword emerged from the void and penetrated the body of the North Wind!

This sword is as thin as a cicada's wings, silver and white, and extremely sharp!

The north wind's body couldn't stop the sharp edge of this sword. This sword is the killing trick of the ancestors of Tibetan sword. It is amazing!

"That's it, there is no other way, let me die!"

There was a burst of torn pain from the body, a drop of blood flowing along the wound. If the north wind was unheard of, the body twisted, like a dragon turning over, and suddenly leaping!

"Five waters, listen to my orders, restraint!"

The ancestors of the Tibetan sword were a little pale. Tibetan swordsmanship is a lore, and it consumes a lot of themselves when used. At this time, the hands create mysterious fingerprints, mobilize the water vapor in all directions, and directly turn them into chains.

His body was under the blessing of the gods, but in his breath, the pale face of the ancestor of the Tibetan sword improved, and his breath was stable.

"What about the small eagle worm technique and obtaining the blessing of the gods? After all, it is only the power given by God's will, and how can it be comparable to the strength of the warrior's own cohesion, open it to me!"

Bei Beifeng's body swelled and turned into a giant giant. With every move, he carried a tremendous amount of power. The chains bound to his body burst suddenly and became scattered into water vapor.

"Human and sword in one!"

The ancestors of the Tibetan sword held thin sword-like swords and pierced their own chests. The blood on their hearts stained the swords with red, emitting a strange light.

The stubborn evil spirit was injected into the sword, and with the kendo belief of the ancestor of the Tibetan sword, it turned into a scarlet red horror and fell to the north wind!

好 "Okay, this sword is good!"

As soon as Bei Bei's eyes brightened, the ancestor of this Tibetan sword ancestor was not much worse than himself. The difference was that he was a creator, while the Tibetan sword ancestor practiced the martial arts skills left by his predecessors to the peak.

Beibei sees the hunting heart happy, using fingers as a sword, using Xiaoyao to swim the sword classics!

A style of flying immortal from the sky, to the extreme, the fingers collided with the sword blade, the arrogant sword gas shot, leaving a deep crisscross of deep sword marks on the solid ground!

"噗嗤!"

After all, the flesh and blood body is still not as good as the sword sword of the ancestor of the Tibetan sword. It was broken by the sword, directly along the palm of the north wind, and the whole handle was not submerged in the north wind's arm.

"Interesting, really interesting, haha, come again!"

The eyes of Beifeng are getting brighter and brighter, even if they fall into the downwind, the momentum of the whole person is getting sharper and sharper, like a magic soldier who slowly pulls out the scabbard!

The ancestors of the Tibetan sword are a bit low, old, and the evil spirit is too harmful to the body, which leads to the Tibetan sword ancestors not being able to fight for a long time as they were at the peak.

Although the ancestors of the Tibetan sword practiced the method of keeping in good health, the state was inevitable.

The battle between the two men made everyone around them retreat, but the aftermath just turned the world upside down.

I saw the strength of the Tibetan sword ancestors. A group of people in the large family sect could not help but cursed. Who said that the strength of Tibetan sword peak disciples was the weakest in the realm?

I was surprised when Tibetan Jianfeng was hidden, and the glance towards the north wind was even more shocked.

炎 The people of the big family sect of the entire Yan Kingdom are almost here, but no one knows the North Wind. With such a powerful strength, the people of the Yan Kingdom cannot be without any fame.

Everyone at the scene believed that the north wind came from outside the Yan country, and at the same time, many younger generations also yearned for the outside world.

The strength of Xun Yanguo is in the bottom of the 13 countries in the Western Chu. It is the bottom of the rankings. At present, Beifeng's young strength is so scary, so many young people can't help going out.

Beifeng and Tibetan sword ancestors fought a hundred strokes, Beifeng as a whole looked miserable, several wounds on his body were transparent before and after, blood was flowing, and the bone spurs were cut more than half.

Looking back at the ancestors of the Tibetan sword, it was just that the clothes were a bit messy and the breath was a bit shaky. It didn't look like much of a problem.

"Junior, what's the matter? If you fight again, even if the old man is badly hurt, you will definitely die here."

The ancestor of Qiangzang Jian's chest was undulating, he couldn't help talking.

告诉 "Tell me where the real Excalibur is? Get what I want ~ www.readwn.com ~ For the sake of feeding the sword with me, I will retreat."

Beifeng's mouth rose, and he didn't care about his injuries.

Xu Wenyan said that the ancestor of the Tibetan sword was not good-looking, "Huh! In this case, I can't say that the old man will pay you to stay here!"

The ancestors of the Qiangzang sword were determined to kill the north wind, and every move was more dangerous than before.

"You are a sharpening stone. Now it has no effect. Would you like to break the sword?"

Bei Bei smiled chillyly, revealing blood-stained teeth.

Before the north wind, I only saw the hunting heart, always suppressing the strength, and in the battle with the ancestors of the Tibetan sword, I have absorbed the best practices of the ancestors of the Tibetan sword. The ancestor put it in his heart, the role of the ancestor of the Tibetan sword is only a sharpening stone!

Now absorbing the essence of the sword sword realm of the Tibetan sword ancestors, the north wind ’s kendo realm has taken it to a higher level and has a better understanding of it. For the north wind, it is time to end.

"Heart ape is born!"

The north wind roared, and the whole body's breath erupted instantly, forming a layer of evil spirit barrier, spreading around. Wherever it passed, the rocks above the ground were broken inch by inch!

Xingyiquan is not a method of practice, but an ultimate boxing method. It improves the quality of the whole body from the inside out. The strength of the body is a source. No matter which session it is, there is no limit to the north wind. Regretful use!

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