Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

"Great opportunity! Don't hesitate!"

Seeing this, Sun Yubo was the first to strike, his arms condensed with ice, and he hit Jinlun Fawang directly.

Seeing that the Mongol Golden Wheel Fawang was about to be completely exterminated here, Sun Yubo felt a suffocating killing intent, and fell from midair screaming in the next moment.

Swish!

In front of everyone's eyes, a tall and mighty man in black stood Zhuo behind Jinlun Fawang.

The sound of "噗", "噗" came from all around. It turned out that the Mongolian soldiers who were nearby all fell to the ground, as devout as a pilgrimage.

Jinlun Fawang was originally a tall and strong man, but this man was half a head taller than him, as calm as a high mountain.

"God!"

Seeing this person, King Jinlun Fawang bowed his head regardless of his injuries, and a look of awe flashed in his eyes.

The person who is worshiped as a god has a fair complexion. At first glance, he looks like a statue of a god carved out of crystal, surpassing the beauty of all living beings in the world. A pair of eyes are blue like a deep lake, like two gemstones wrapped in the night When it's not working, it seems to be lifeless. When it's flashing, it's radiant, surpassing the brightest star in the sky.

The bridge of the nose is high and the corners of the lips are sharp, showing extraordinary fortitude and determination.

Black clothes and white skin, the contrast is strong.

The whole person is full of a kind of magical charm, which makes people's hearts chill.

Ning Xiu had a very strange feeling, although this person was standing four feet in front of him, he couldn't feel his existence at all.

That is to say, if he closes his eyes, he will be completely unaware that someone is around him.

He felt palpitations, knowing that masters of their level not only have extremely keen five senses, but also have cultivated mental power that can leave the body. Although there is no trace of others, as long as someone approaches, a warning sign will appear in the mind.

"Hehehe, you juniors are really amazing, especially you, you have such a cultivation level at such a young age, even this deity is a little... cherishing talent."

That man's voice was as distant as it came from the pre-Qin era. It was ancient and mysterious, and it made the soul tremble. When he moved his gaze to Ning Xiu, Ning Xiu seemed to be frozen, and his soul seemed to start to leave physical body.

An invisible suction was conveyed from his eyes, as if it was an instruction, as long as his consciousness moved, an irresistible suction would be produced, devouring the resources he needed.

Great horror!

Just a face-to-face meeting, everyone felt unprecedented pressure.

Ning Xiu had only felt this kind of feeling from the elders of Guiyuanmen and his master, so how could he not know that the person in front of him is very likely to be a top powerhouse who gathers three flowers.

"Who are you!!"

Ning Xiu was constantly roaring in the depths of his soul, and the sect master's order on his body was even more brilliant. A domineering arrogance that looked down on the world accompanied Ning Xiu's moves, breaking free from the spiritual cage of the mysterious strong man, and Ning Xiu was here. In a blink of an eye, he unleashed his Guiyuan hand—the Seventh Peak!

boom!

There was thunder on the ground, and a wave suddenly appeared on the spiritual level of the mysterious strong man.

His expression changed slightly, he didn't expect that this junior could break free from his mental cage and even dared to resist him, but this spiritual power was too different from his own level, and he suppressed it in a flash.

boom! !

Ice, blazing sun, sharp edge, thunder and lightning, strong wind, flame, landslide, the seven different forces of heaven and earth, either rampage or spiral, the seven energies combined into one, burst out as powerful as the seven moves of Jinlun Fawang!

"What a miraculous martial art. It's amazing. The master of Guiyuan sect is very good at martial arts."

The mysterious strong man who is as perfect as a white jade sculpture praised, and in an instant, he aroused the power of heaven and earth, and concentrated the water vapor floating hundreds of meters around him in front of him, forming a three-foot-square ice shield.

Click click click!

The ice shield condensed with the thought of the mysterious strong man, its hardness surpassed that of black iron, and it also carried a strong will of martial arts, which forcibly caught Ning Xiu's full-strength seven-fold peak in the state of Qilin blood riot !

The "clicking sound" continued, but the ice shield condensed out of thin air was not seen to break.

"Boy Li Yun is not afraid of his real self in person, let alone you, a young child."

Hearing this person address Master with such a contemptuous title like a boy, Ning Xiu was furious, but was suddenly overwhelmed by the martial arts will of the ice shield, and fell into the frozen state just now.

"Don't resist, it is your honor to become the merits of this deity!"

The difference in strength between the two is too great, just a power of primordial spirit can overwhelm Ning Xiu and his group.

Bai Lao and Sun Yubo resisted with all their might, but the difference in mental power between the two was like fine iron and sandstone, impacting with mental power is just hitting a stone with an egg.

"Born in troubled times, preaching in the East, digging a cave and living in seclusion, Hui Zhimian. Fewer desires, less thinking, eliminating turbid thoughts, and agreeing with Confucianism and Buddhism to become immortals."

At this moment, a poem sounded from Chongyang Palace, and it was sent out very peacefully. Although it was not high-pitched, it had a deep and contagious power, which made everyone break free from the power of the mysterious strong man the moment they heard it. God imprisoned.

"Master!"

Countless Quanzhen disciples, including Zhao Zhijing, knelt down and saluted in one direction.

call~

A figure descended from mid-air, and landed gently on the ground, exuding a natural and peaceful aura, a pair of pure and flawless eyes stayed on the mysterious strong man for a moment, and landed on Ningxiu the next moment. body.

Immediately, Ning Xiu felt like a spring breeze. Seeing that most of the blood bars on the head of this land fairy-like figure were invulnerable, and he was seriously injured as rumored by the outside world, he felt bad.

"Meng Chixing?!"

When Ning Xiu looked at the name of the mysterious strong man who was finally hit with two bloody blue stripes, he was shocked, and looked at Meng Chixing, who was surrounded by red lights representing danger, and his heart trembled.

The mysterious strong man and Wang Chongyang just looked at each other, and they had completed several extremely thrilling spiritual confrontations.

"You are Meng Chixing!?"

Wang Chongyang's face was pale, and he stared in amazement at the old monster that had probably lived to be more than four hundred years old.

Meng Chixing is a character of the same era as the martial arts myths such as Chuan Ying of Shattered Void. It would be fine if he had the same name, but this person's spiritual cultivation is enough to create things with the power of mind and spirit. Except for the legendary Meng Chixing, There is no other person in this world!

"The name of the deity, can you wait to call it directly!"

The corner of Meng Chixing's mouth curled up as he was recognized, sending out a more ferocious mental attack from between his brows.

"What a Quanzhen Wang Chongyang, if you hadn't survived the catastrophe, I really wouldn't be sure to take you down."

"Your Excellency is too confident. Although the old man is sick, he is not easily captured by you. If the senior is aggressive and presses every step of the way, the old man will leave on the spot and go to hell with the senior."

Wang Chongyang's already bright and terrifying eyes suddenly burst into two glaring rays of light. In the rays of light, there seemed to be a fairy god sitting nine days high, indifferent and high above, without the slightest emotion, his eyes suddenly locked on Meng Chixing.

"Soldiers? It's ridiculous. If Chongyang juniors want to send troops, when will they wait?"

The two powerhouses who condensed the three flowers exploded with the power of the primordial spirit with all their strength, and even the aftermath was extremely terrifying.

"Huh? Kill you little things that get in the way first!"

Meng Chixing was in a mental confrontation with Wang Chongyang, and when they were in a stalemate, several mental powers burst out suddenly, which made him a little annoyed.

Feeling Ning Xiu's extraordinary mental impact of "Gui Yuan Hand" and Bai Lao and Sun Yubo's combined mental impact, it was as if Meng Chixing, the god of heaven, turned his sword, and the world instantly rained swords, one after another A sharp sword descended from the sky, killing Ning Xiu and his party!

"Um!!!"

In an instant, Ning Xiu's fiery qi boiled all over his body as if frozen, and his soul exuding a fiery volcanic aura seemed to be pierced into his heart and spirit by thousands of ice needles, and his brain exploded like a thunderbolt.

Even though Ning Xiu knew that this was a kind of illusion by Meng Chixing, using the power of the primordial spirit to confuse the recruits into thinking that there was really a rain of swords falling and piercing the body, but when the power of mind and spirit was completely penetrated and the consciousness reflected the body, then he It would be like being pierced by the rain of swords and die!

All of this was too real, even though Ning Xiu kept hinting that all of this was false, he still couldn't help but feel the stinging pain.

hum! !

"Boy, don't just die here!"

However, at this moment, Ning Xiu exuded fiery saber intent all over his body, and his blood vessels were throbbing. The Kunwu Dao and Guiyuan Ling emitted a strange light, instantly devouring and breaking the force of the primordial spirit coming from the mad pressure.

"Ahhhh!"

The power of Meng Chixing's primordial spirit was partly swallowed by Kunwu Dao Daohun. The power of primordial spirit was born from the soul. If a little bit of the power of primordial spirit was swallowed, the power of the soul would be torn apart. The pain can be imagined And know.

"Don't linger!"

The voice of the god in the knife came suddenly, ancient, vicissitudes, and compelling, which made Meng Chixing feel awe-inspiring.

呲味——

Pull out a knife, there is a great momentum to move forward, and the three armies will change.

As bright as the rising sun, black, white, purple, and three different kinds of zhenqi erupted together, and a full 100,000 points of zhenqi evaporated in an instant. Combined with the unicorn aura and the power of the world with a radius of ten feet, it turned into a 40-meter sword qi, cutting like a world. Go to Meng Chi!

Broadsword technique-sweeping thousands of troops!

"Can you handle my 40-meter sword!"

This knife caught the moment when Meng Chixing's primordial spirit was torn apart, Guiyuan Ling and Wang Chongyang unleashed the power of primordial spirit, which made Meng Chixing even more painful.

The right time, the right place, and the right people.

The fierce murderous aura was so fierce that Meng Chixing's heart was moved. Looking at the sky-splitting knife aura sweeping towards him, a long-lost sense of danger suddenly enveloped him, and the breath of death came over him!

boom!

The Lingtai was clear and transparent, Meng Chixing did not hesitate to consume his original source, and instantly pushed away the power of the foreign primordial spirit, his eyes flashed brightly, and his right hand pointed at the forty-meter saber aura.

The sky is full of black clouds, the sky is dark and the sky is dark.

Facing the saber aura that almost covered the entire Taoist palace, Meng Chixing's clothes remained motionless, like a stone god-man.

Ning Xiu had never seen a person's gaze half as sharp as Meng Chixing's, nor had he ever imagined that the power of a person's primordial spirit could be transformed into substance, like a sharp knife. Penetrating into the eyes, again and again, knocking heavily in the depths of Ning Xiu's heart.

He suddenly had difficulty breathing, his heart palpitated, and his whole body seemed to soften.

A feeling of weakness and despair spread throughout his body, and he felt that the opponent he was facing was a giant that could not be defeated.

The sky suddenly thundered, resounding through the distant sky.

The strange sound, similar to the roar of dragons and tigers, came from all around. At first, it was inaudible and seemed unreachable. In a short time, it resounded throughout the entire space, shaking people's ears, covering the thunder in the sky, covering the whistling sound. Gale.

For a moment, there was only this sharp and piercing sound in the world.

Boom boom boom——

The fifteen-foot-long saber energy of the three different species collided violently in the air with the power of the real primordial spirit that had been condensed into a supernatural soldier, setting off layers of terrifying air waves.

Even under the reduction of Wang Chongyang's primordial spirit, the billowing air wave was enough to shake the top of the mountain, rolling hundreds of people into the air, and countless howls sounded from the sky.

Ning Xiu felt like getting an electric shock, his arms trembled violently, his clothes flicked back, hunting sounded wildly, and his meridians burst into pain. Another wonderful balance has been formed, allowing him to maintain the peak state.

Even so, after persisting for a while, Ning Xiu's meridians were in severe pain, his blood was churning, his ears roared, and a huge injury of "-98657!" appeared on the top of his head.

"Roar!"

Hearing a roar like a dragon's roar,

Ning Xiu consumed 100,000 potential points, a "Black Jade Intermittent Ointment" and a "Snow Ginseng Yuchan Pill" turned into an invisible tsunami and poured into Ning Xiu's body.

Kunwu Sword Soul let out an exclamation, and his mind and heart were united. The sword technique in the Dao realm helped Ning Xiu to cut out the fifteen-foot sword energy again!

"How is it possible! Who are you!!"

Meng Chixing, who spent a lot of power of the soul, was surprised. Just now, he exerted the power of spiritual transformation, which put a heavy pressure on the opponent's mind and planted the seeds of defeat in his mind.

But the other party merged with a huge and unparalleled force, which made him useless.

He had only encountered this kind of situation with Chuanying, his lifelong enemy.

The opponent's saber technique has already entered the Tao, and the saber energy displayed by him can lock the soul thousands of miles away. There is no escape, so he can only carry it hard.

If hundreds of years ago, he was full of spirit, energy and spirit, he would naturally not be afraid to fight against such a strong man, but he has lived for more than a hundred years, and his meager life is close to dying.

More than a hundred years ago, when Meng Chixing was near his life span, he learned Basiba's unique martial arts skills as well as his own talents, so he successfully transferred his soul to this body with the thickest blood. On the body of the younger generation.

After gaining a young body, Meng Chixing broke the shackles of life and survived the limit of 300 years that most Sanhua powerhouses could not surpass.

But after living for more than a hundred years, the scourge of God finally came to him, so that he could only live for a hundred and fifty years after re-entering the realm of three flowers gathering and five qi. I don't want to spend too much effort on dealing with Ning Xiu.

Ning Xiu is young and vigorous, full of vigor and energy, not at all like him.

Dao fifty, Tianyan forty-nine, escape to one.

After Meng Chixing suffered from the scourge of God for many years, he finally got the "Heavenly Demon Strategy" in a historic site, found a way to solve the problem, and after some practice, he could rely on the power of soul erosion to continue his life.

But for their level, the quality of the primordial spirit is so high, no matter how much the power of the soul of ordinary warriors can be absorbed, it will not be able to maintain the immortality of the soul, only...

Only by devouring the soul of a master at the same level can one continue to live, break through the shackles again, and regain a new life.

Originally, Meng Chixing was sure of taking down the seriously injured Wang Chongyang, but because of the variable of Ningxiu, his success fell short, and his original calm state of mind was almost broken.

Resisting the terrifying saber energy once would consume his original power once. If this continues, the price will be too expensive for Meng Chixing to bear.