Chapter 312

Feilong xiangtian chop!

This is the method of the imperial envoy Tianlong to cut off the enemy. It can be gathered, scattered, attacked and defended, which can't be done by capable people.

Because it is the method of imperial weapons, there is no need to hold weapons, and its changes are endless, which is unimaginable!

The subtlety of the moves is second.

More importantly, once this method is applied, it will coerce the vitality of heaven and earth for its own use.

One move in one form. Even if it is simple to cut horizontally and vertically, it has infinite power when there are spirit tools.

If the magic knife is the best sword technique in the world.

Then, this way of cutting has gone beyond the boundary of immortals, in which the mysterious place is extraordinary and refined.

This method.

It integrates all kinds of changes of human spirit, spirit and spirit, and the infinite power of the power of heaven and earth.

Only when the three are consistent can we have this ability!

Once completed, Feitian Dun can do everything.

It's a pity.

Because it is too mysterious and requires a high level of martial arts, it is difficult for even zuqiao experts to perform at will.

Unless you have achieved the mastery of metaphysics and endogenous truth, you are not qualified to practice this immortal family method.

However, some of these ideas have merit.

After all, the immortal family's method is also transformed from ordinary martial arts, which has something in common.

"Hum..."

Knowing the sea, the thoughts surge, and the mirror of the heart hangs high, reflecting the next killing knife.

Magic knife!

Magic Sabre has its limits. Although it is the ultimate Sabre technique, it is limited by the knowledge of the world.

The realm is only congenital.

It does not involve the use of vigorous strength, let alone the power of heaven and earth.

Now, with the improvement of Guo fan's cultivation, his understanding of the sword technique is increasing day by day, and the power of the magic knife is becoming stronger and stronger.

Especially after realizing the kill fist, the sabre technique has almost reached the extreme.

Even if you fight against the top experts of the three ways and seven sects, the power of the magic knife can not fall.

"Shua!"

The blade's awn trembles slightly and coincides with the Qi machine of heaven and earth.

Speed.

A sharp increase of 50%!

The sharp knife light danced around the body like a huge ball. With a slight shock, it swept more than 100 meters forward.

The speed is as fast as lightning flint. I'm afraid that even the master who has achieved vigorous Qi can't react.

The power is far more powerful than ever!

Seeing this, Guo fan could not help nodding silently.

After opening the ancestral orifices in the center of the eyebrows, you really have a lot of strength. You can do it easily and have infinite power.

Yingxin mirror is similar to cheating.

However, what you think can be verified one by one. It has unimaginable benefits for practicing martial arts.

If there were no mirror reflecting the heart, he could not have improved his Sabre technique in a short time.

"Dao Yi?" there was a cold sound from the clouds, and then the sound of footsteps sounded and approached gradually.

Not long.

Three figures appeared in Guo fan's sight.

Two men and one woman.

Two men, one old and one young, the old man is tall and strong, and his momentum is like a rainbow. Although his temples are gray, his Qi and blood is far better than his prime. When he walks, the power of zuqiao expert comes to his face.

The youth's Qi machine is round and his eyes are transparent. He is less than 20 years old. All the orifices are connected. He is only one step away from breeding vigorous Qi.

The old man does not have a judge's pen on his waist, while the young man carries a long sword with scabbard. His clothes are almost the same.

The only one!

On their sides was a woman in white.

The woman has picturesque eyes, distant eyes, long hair like ink, flying in the wind, and her temperament is like a dream, not like ordinary customs.

Barefoot treading on the ground, not stained with a trace of dust, the temperament is psychic, and the beautiful eyes rotate like a glow.

This is

Witch of Western demon sect!

Unlike Mrs. Hu's dignified, holy and unspeakable, this woman gives people a hazy and mysterious beauty.

But a witch is a witch.

Even if the outside is sacred, it is difficult to hide the essence.

When the beautiful eyes turned, it was even more difficult to hide Guo fan's eyes.

"Hmm..." the old man looked at Guo fan and stopped slowly:

"Who is your excellency? Why did you stop the gate?"

"Ding Lao." the woman's beautiful eyes turned and fell on Guo fan, saying in a slow voice:

"This person should be Guo fan, the leader of the martial arts league. Don't think he is young and his cultivation is very advanced. If the fire cult is empty, he will die. The fire cassock on his body should be empty."

"Oh?" the old man raised his eyebrows and looked surprised:

"If a hero is a teenager, it's really good to kill him!"

"Chu die." the only young man on one side did frown, looking a little unhappy, and asked the woman:

"Do you know him?"

"I've never seen it before." the woman named Chu die chuckled, and her beautiful eyes made the young man blush:

"It's just that elder martial sister Hu mentioned it not long ago. She said that she has a firm heart and is almost free from the influence of demons. I'm afraid she will be our nemesis in the future."

"Young master Meng, do you care about this?"

Seeing the boy's face change, she smiled and couldn't help trembling. It seemed very interesting.

And her laughter also made the boy blush.

"Dong!" Guo fan broke their flirting and scolding with Yunlong Dao in his palm and said in a slow voice:

"This road is impassable. Please take a detour."

"Bold!" before the old man spoke, Mr. Meng roared, as if taking the opportunity to break away from the woman's eyes:

"Just the leader of the military alliance, dare to stop our only way. I think you are impatient."

"Go away!"

He waved his big hand and gathered his strength. Although he did not become vigorous, his strength was also extremely fierce.

I'm afraid you can fight even if you are a vigorous Qi expert!

The strength surged wildly. It seemed that the power was not weak, but it was two feet away from Guo fan and had quietly dispersed.

Body protection vigorous strength!

"Some skills, no wonder so arrogant." young master Meng raised his eyebrows and roared again, drawing his sword and stabbing.

"Young master Meng." Chu die changed her face and hurried to say:

"Be careful, my elder martial sister said. This man is a murderous evil star. Don't be careless."

She looked concerned, but her voice fell, which aroused the young man's fighting spirit, and the sword light increased instead of decreasing.

"Hum!" old Ding couldn't help frowning and humming coldly:

"Witch, you don't need to remind me. Shut up. Don't think I'm really not willing to kill you."

He warned the woman, but his eyes stared at Guo fan, walked under his feet and approached the gate.

At the same time, the Qi machine is booming, firmly locking Guo fan's every move to ensure that the youth will be fine:

"Young man, your talent is amazing and your potential is unlimited. You have a great future in the future. Don't be full of energy and regret."

"Let me open the way. I don't care about you!"

"...." Guo fan looked at the old man with cold eyes and waved his big hand gently towards the incoming sword light fan.

It's like driving away a fly.

For the oppression of the old man's breath, he is indifferent.

"Peng!"

Childe Meng's sword light broke through the vigorous strength, twinkled with six stars, and rushed inward, but it was suddenly dark in front of him.

One big hand patted it, which seemed light and powerless. It was as soft as random.

But he couldn't avoid it.

Watching the big hand fan on the sword ridge, Juli emerged and directly blasted him 100 meters away.

"It seems that I didn't make it clear." Guo fan glanced at the three and suddenly bent his fingers in front of him.

A semicircular arc appears on the ground in front of the stone gate.

"Dong!" he said again lightly

"Those who cross this line without permission will die!"

His voice was gentle and without fluctuation, but it fell into the ears of the three people, but it made people's heart sink suddenly.

At the beginning, the butterfly trembled and looked frightened. Subconsciously, she took a step back with her chest in her hands.

"What a big breath!" the younger generation was slapped in front of him, which made old Ding's face twitch. He couldn't help gritting his teeth and said:

"With you, I'm afraid you don't have this ability!"

"Zheng!"

The judge's pen popped up at his waist, crossed the beautiful arc in the air and stabbed Guo fan.

The judge's pen holder was dark and looked very heavy. The pen was once bright gold and powerful.

This is a stab, like thunder and lightning, which instantly breaks through the void and reflects into Guo fan's eyes.

"Crackle..."

The tiny electric light flickered on the judge's pen and exploded gently, breaking his body protection Gang strength.

Old Ding followed, his body was like a flowing wind, and the judge's pen in his palm seemed to have two wings, and his speed increased again.

And more flexible.

The only one, the eight dharmas in the world!

This is a top martial art that is based on calligraphy and supplemented by the meaning of wind and thunder.

The judge's pen point is the side, the constant is the Le, the straight pen is the effort, the hook is the hook, the horizontal is the strategy, the long skim is the sweep, and the short skim is the peck

The intersection of the eight dharmas turns into a word of death. The killing opportunity and death intention appear suddenly and go straight to the soul.

The pen falls, ghosts and gods are surprised!

Guo fan has a slight eyebrow. These top martial arts experts of three and seven sects can't be underestimated.

No matter the martial arts and skills, or the details of cultivation, they are far superior to ordinary people.

But before he opened the zuqiao in the middle of his eyebrows, he could resist the zuqiao experts and even win the battle.

Now, although the state is unstable, it is not afraid.

"Good." he commented in a slow voice. Guo fan was motionless, and his left hand suddenly lifted up.

The five fingers bloom like a lotus, like a leaf twisting a flower. They are invisible. They go to worry and prove Maha.

Many fingering techniques of Shaolin's 72 unique skills are actually integrated between his five fingers.

Sometimes five fingers and one button, nine ghost claws and silence claws are used, and everything is good to the top of the mountain.

With his physical strength, he is not afraid to collide with the judge's pen.

"Jingle jingle..."

There was an endless stream of collisions.

When the two fought, one seemed to go all out, and the other just stretched out his left hand without losing the wind.

This also changed the faces of several people in the field.

The young man who had just struggled to get up from the ground looked pale and his eyes were even more frightened

At this time, the beautiful eyes of the demon girl Chu die beat, and she was frightened, surprised, puzzled and unimaginable one by one.

of course.

His face is the most gloomy. He is the only old man surnamed Ding.

Although he didn't do his best, he didn't use the killing moves of the eight dharmas in the world, but his opponent left more strength.

"Ding Lao." in the rear, the butterfly looked worried and said in a charming voice:

"We don't have to compete with him. We have to find another way. There are plenty of good places to go in Xianyun holy mountain."

"I know you have spare strength. I haven't rushed into the line up to now. I'm not trying to save face for this young man."

"Let's go!"

Her voice was soft and gentle, and fell in Guo fan's ears. She was sweet and greasy, and couldn't help frowning.

But when others heard the speech, their faces changed.

Childe Meng's face sank. He seemed very unhappy. He looked at the old man with more displeasure.

Ding Lao's thoughts rolled in his heart, and his already unstable mood broke in an instant, and a surge of anger rushed out.

"Boy!" he glared at Guo fan:

"Since you don't appreciate it, don't worry about the ruthlessness of the old man. Remember to have a long memory in your next life!"

There are eight dharmas in the world.

The judge's pen suddenly waved down, like cursive script dancing wildly, dragons and snakes circling, and thousands of intentions of killing fell down.

The strength of his power also made Guo fan shrink his offensive, return his five fingers and defend himself three feet.

"Da..."

Old Ding stepped forward and crossed the boundary.

"Hey, hey..." he looked at Guo fan and smiled coldly:

"I crossed this line today. Boy, what can you do if you are unwilling again?"

"..." Guo fan's eyes drooped, his pupils seemed to turn into a dark abyss, and there was black gas overflow all over his body.

The sound is as cold as winter:

"Die!"

When he died, the cloud dragon knife in his right hand suddenly flashed, like a dragon out of a hole and instantly penetrated into his writing skills.

The light of the knife bounced like a spirit snake, suddenly lifted up, and cut the judge's pen in an instant, as if there had been a rehearsal.

"When..."

Infinite power broke out from the blade, which also made old Ding tremble.

"Bad!" his eyes flashed and shouted.

The other party seems to have a pair of eyes, but it's easy to see through his actions and find flaws in his moves.

Without flaws, you can create flaws!

In front of each other, his every move has no secret, let alone the slightest chance of victory.

Unless

His eyes jumped wildly, suddenly bent his fingers, and the rigid Yang Qi machine in his body emerged and exploded forward.

Xuyang shenlei!

Magic!

Thunder light came out from the fingertips and expanded in a flash. Almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into the size of a washbasin.

The destructive power of terror is ready to move.

If it will break out, even if there is an array forbidden in the front 100 meters, it should be plowed by thunder.

not even a blade of grass grows!

Only magic can break this bondage.

But seeing that the thunder was about to burst, Ding Lao's heart suddenly cooled, and despair appeared in his eyes.

Knife light!

Sharp, cold, full of the meaning of killing, the knife light didn't know where to start, and quietly appeared in his eyes.

In the perception, this Sabre seems to be ready to go long ago, waiting for him to stimulate the magic and relax at that moment.

Before the thunder, the knife light flashed.

Like the God of death holding up the magic knife, follow the gap exposed at that moment and wave the knife to kill everything.

Everything about yourself is under the control of the other party, even if it is to stimulate magic!

"Shua!"

If you hit a knife, all gods and ghosts worry.

Witch

In a trance, old Ding recovered his intelligence, and his mood was turbulent for a reason.

The devil bewitches the mind!

If I had known this, I shouldn't have left this daughter under Meng Qiu's bitter plea, otherwise there may not be such a disaster.

Meng Qiu?

Be

His heart jumped wildly, but his consciousness had completely sunk and was shrouded in endless darkness.

"Patter!"

The two halves of the corpses split from them fell to the ground and were swept to the side of the gate by the afterwave of strong Qi.

"You... You..." young master Meng stepped forward and suddenly stopped, staring at Guo fan with round eyes.

It seems that he doesn't believe the situation at all. He is tongue tied and his voice is intermittent:

"How dare you... Kill martial uncle Ding?"

"...." Guo fan's head was on his side and his eyes were cold:

"There is no way for good or bad, but people call themselves. Guo has warned you before. Those who cross this line without permission will be killed!"

His voice was flat and motionless.

Just like the one who just killed, he is not a famous zuqiao expert in the world at all.

For the only door, there is no fear.

"It's you." Guo fan looked at the boy and shook his head gently:

"Do you think you can get out of here alive?"

"You want to kill me?" the young man collapsed, his eyes showed horror, and hurriedly backed back a few steps:

"Do you know who I am? My grandfather is the only one..."

"Poof!"

A soft sword with cold awn exposed suddenly appeared from his heart, and the blood stained blade trembled slightly, which also interrupted his voice.

"Er..." his body trembled slightly, and his face looked unbelievably down at the blade in front of his chest:

"Chu die..."

"Witch!"

Until this time, his face was ferocious and shouted a sad and angry roar at the Keren behind him.

"Young master Meng." Chu die's delicate voice sounded in his ear:

"Thank you for your care along the way. Chu die will never forget. She will always miss you in the future."

"Hee hee..."

The voice of shame floated into my ears, which made childe Meng's consciousness a little blurred, and his angry expression showed enjoyment.

It seems that it is also a bliss in the world to die in each other's hands.

Chu die slowly pulled out her sword and said, "young master Meng, I know you've always wanted to see my blissful magic. How do you feel this time?"

"..." childe Meng opened his mouth and smiled foolishly:

"Good, good!"

"Just be satisfied." Chu die nodded and drew his sword abruptly.

"Poof!"

Childe Meng's body trembled and his eyes were wide awake. Then he was covered by endless panic.

At this time, his heart was broken and his vitality was destroyed. He could only stare at his eyes and fall down.

"Poop!"

The corpse fell to the ground, and the energy dissipated instantly, as if swallowed up by the soft sword.

Behind him, Chu die smiled with satisfaction. The soft sword in her hand shook and disappeared between her sleeves.

"Alliance leader Guo." she put away her sword and looked timidly at Guo fan, showing her coyness:

"I'm not going to break through the mountain gate. You're wise and powerful. You shouldn't attack me, a weak woman?"

"..." Guo fan's eyes were cold, and his body was covered with black smoke:

"Put away your tricks and get out quickly. If you are impatient, try my patience!"

His voice was cold and heartless, like the cold winter in the twelfth lunar month. He was frozen three feet and was not moved by foreign objects.

"Alliance leader Guo laughed." Chu die's face immediately froze when she heard the speech, and then she smiled in an extremely unnatural embarrassment. Then she stepped back step by step:

"Well, Chu die leaves. We'll see you again in the Jianghu..."

When the sound fell, her body shook gently, like a ghost phantom, and quickly floated towards the clouds and smoke behind.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

"Hum!" Guo fan snorted, turned his eyes and looked to the other side:

"Your Excellency has seen it for so long, should you have seen enough?"

"Why don't you come out?"

"Boundless longevity and blessings." in the clouds, a Taoist stepped out slowly and made a head check towards Guo fan:

"Poor Dao Jingyan, I've seen alliance leader Guo."

"Jing Yan." Guo fan's eyes flickered:

"Jing generation, are you Mingxin's martial uncle?"

"Not bad." Jing Yan nodded softly:

"I'm lucky to have taken advantage of a generation because I worship the name of the Taizhi generation. My strength is far less than my heart."

This Taoist has beautiful faces and eyes. He looks younger than Guo fan. Maybe there is a reason for his presence and skill.

But the actual age is certainly not big!

Cultivation is also an opening for the ancestors. It seems that the details of major doors and holy places are far deeper than people think.

"Taoist priest is modest." Guo fan looked at the visitor with both eyes and his voice was indifferent:

"If it hadn't been for Guo's murder, Taoist priest was in turmoil. I'm afraid I didn't know there were outsiders here."

"I admire you for hiding within ten feet and making Guo feel nothing!"

"Alliance leader Guo flattered me." Jing Yan said with a faint smile:

"It's just a fluke. It's nothing. Guo Meng's master knife technique is amazing. Jing Yan really admires it."

While talking, he had walked slowly to the nearby area, picked a rock, swept away the dust and sat down.

"What?" Guo fan raised his eyebrows:

"Won't you go?"

"Of course not." Jing Yan shook his head and said:

"Before that, I met the drunk Taoist of yudingzong and came here with his advice."

"Now, since we haven't been long from the agreement of alliance leader Guo, it's OK for me to wait here for a few days."

"...." Guo fan looked at the man and nodded slowly for a long time:

"Taoist priest is free."

As soon as he closed his eyes, he continued to close his eyes and meditate.

Jing Yan looked at Guo fan with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

This man's strength is far beyond his expectation. No wonder drunk Taoist Wen Xiu is willing to give in.

Otherwise, the corpses on the ground will be replaced!

It's just

The drunken Taoist said that the gatekeeper here is eight feet tall, like a giant spirit God. Now it seems that although he is powerful, he is not so tall.

It seems that it is an exaggeration.

He didn't know.

Guo Fanqi was about a foot high at the beginning, but his body began to shrink slowly with the opening of the ancestral orifices in the eyebrows and the subtle control of the flesh.

Jing Yan consciously had an explanation, and slowly closed his eyes, pinched the Yin formula in his hand, and fell into a fixed situation.

They are not afraid of each other's sudden action. They exercise Xuangong silently and practice quietly.

I don't know how long it took.

"Dada..."

Footsteps sounded again.

This time, the sound of footsteps was steady and powerful. Just listening to the sound, people felt that there was a clang of sword intention.

Jing Yan opened his eyes and shouted to the clouds behind him:

"Who is the friend of sword Valley?"

"No wound in sword valley." the sound of no wound sounded from the clouds, gradually approached and revealed its true face.

His eyes swept Guo fan in front of the gate. His eyebrows were slightly raised. The cold and fierce killing machine died as soon as it appeared, and then it fell on Jing Yan.

Immediately hugged his fist and arched his hand: "it's master Jing Yan. I'm polite!"

Most of the seven sects in the world intersect with each other, especially sword Valley and Qingwei sect.

Most of the disciples of the two schools are of the same generation.

Although Jing Yan is young, his seniority is not low.

"It's the Ranger." Jing Yan recognized the man, made a head check and said with a smile:

"It seems that you also want to go to Tongfa hall. Unfortunately, alliance leader Guo is blocking the way. I'm afraid it will take a few days."

"Oh?" you Wushang's eyes flickered, his eyes fell on the two corpses on the ground, and his eyes immediately shrunk.

"Only Dingshan, mengqiu!" he suddenly looked up and looked directly at Guo fan:

"You killed them..."

Before the words fell, he shook his head and stopped talking.

"What?" you Wushang's expression made Jing Yan curious:

"Do you know alliance leader Guo?"

"Of course I know." you Wushang's eyebrows drooped, as if there was a killing opportunity:

"In the sword Valley, many people died in this's hands. Even my senior brother almost died!"

"Oh?" Jing Yan raised his eyebrows.

He did not expect that the leader of Guo League dared to kill not only the people of the only sect, but also the people of sword valley.

Fortunately

Not many disciples of Qingwei sect come here this time. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't escape!

"Dada..."

Footsteps sounded again.

The two looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths turned up: "it's lively enough. I don't know how many people will come."

But no doubt.

Tongfa hall is the core of Xianyun sect's array. As long as you have enough strength, you will come here to try.