martial law

Song Que finally couldn't laugh anymore, he looked down at the long willow leaf knife in his hand, and sighed: "This knife is called [Narcissus], it is light and elegant.

When the sword is drawn, it is like a fairy like an illusion, unable to follow the law, taking the artistic conception of the unpredictable will of heaven, a total of eighty swords, how about, please rely on the king of the mountain to try my eight tactics of the heavenly sword? "

"Please, the old man just takes the shot, don't worry about hurting the king."

Yang Lin was still smiling, but there was no wind in the white robe, and the light and shadow around him spread out from the knife sharpening hall, spreading out tens of feet.

In the light and shadow, there is a flow of people, the years are like a song, and a prosperous scene.

"Control yin and yang, control the five qi, unite the spirit, qi and spirit, and transform the heaven and the earth... You are worthy of being the supreme master who can let both Buddhism and Taoism be restrained, then take my knife."

Song Que's tone was so shocking that everyone could hear the excitement and excitement in his words.

He hadn't shot with all his strength in 20 years, and the knife in his hand was already hungry and thirsty.

hum...

It seemed as if there was one knife, and it seemed that there were countless knives.

The Song Family Mountain City shook suddenly, like all the mountains collapsed, the dust rose up half a foot, and then fell down together.

Everyone felt a little unsteady, and they seemed to see countless sword shadows chopping down in their eyes.

It was also like seeing a person soaring up to the nine heavens, the long knife in his hand was like a dragon swimming in the sky, he didn't know where it started or where it fell, and he slashed down towards the white-clothed figure amidst the bustling light and shadow.

That is not a knife, but a thunder and a light.

It was indescribably fast and unimaginably heavy.

Just for a moment.

Eighty knives merged into one knife, giving birth to the No.80 knife, which was originally impossible to generate.

Whoosh...

Light and shadow are like arrows.

The place where Yang Lin was standing suddenly became illusory, like a boundless sea, with layers of water waves. Under the impact of the knife, light and dragon, the water waves were mighty and mighty. middle.

Like a small loach caught by a big hand with no bounds, the countless lights and shadows, 81 knives, all lost all energy.

into the palm of one hand.

The aftermath of the knife's light struck on the white and delicate palm.

Clang...

There was a deafening sound.

Ears and hearts.

Song Zhi and the others were surprised to find that they had retreated dozens of steps, and hundreds of thousands of people all opened their mouths and looked towards the Knife Grinding Hall.

The thick and clumsy stone wall of the Modao Hall, like a castle built on the beach, turned into fine sand and rustled down.

And there are two people in the hall, one of them is standing at the original doorway, holding a long emerald green knife blade like daffodil leaves with a smile, just like holding a piece of fragile porcelain.

In fact, the knife was really like porcelain, with countless cracks already appearing, and after a while, it shattered into countless pieces, and the wine fell on the gravel ground.

There was a muffled sound.

But the other person has long eyebrows like knives, eyes narrowed like thin lines, his body is still straight, but there is no knives in his hand, only a scarlet can be seen on the tiger's mouth of his right hand.

"Is that brother?"

Both Song Zhi and Song Lu couldn't believe their eyes.

It's not surprising that the eldest brother Song Que doesn't have a knife in his hand, and sometimes he doesn't hold a knife.

However, the knife in his hand was snatched away by someone, and he was still at the moment when he was using the knife with all his strength. When he was at his strongest, he snatched the weapon in his hand, which was a bit terrifying.

The most terrifying thing was not that the knife was snatched away, but that his right hand was injured.

For so many years, they have been used to the elder brother being as powerful as a god, how many times have they thought that this kind of result will happen?

The Heavenly Knife Bajue is so powerful that even the three great masters and the Six Ways of the Demon Sect are unwilling to test whether the blade is sharp. However, there is such a person in front of him who can easily receive the knife with his fleshy palm, and he still has the absolute advantage.

Song Yuzhi was slightly at a loss.

Stretching out her slender hands, she rubbed her eyes heavily, and found that this was real, not a dream.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

She had thought of this scenario, but she didn't want to see it.

A belief quietly began to collapse in my heart.

"The world is a big universe, and the human body is a small world."

Yang Lin threw away the remaining fine knife point, and said with a light smile: "The old man's knife technique is very exquisite, but it can't even break through my small world, let alone a heavenly knife.

This king has seen the eight tricks of the heavenly sword, how about seeing your method of "there is nothing but the sword" that combines the human and the sword, and see if you can transform the way of heaven with the human body, your ninth Dao, will you give me some surprises? "

This time, Song Que's eyes no longer had the previous sense of ecstasy, as if someone grabbed his feet from the sky and dragged him into the world.

He was silent for a while, then picked up a thick Beikuo knife beside him, stretched out his hand to caress the blade, his eyes showed hot nostalgia and love, "I have never used this knife since I practiced it...

In recent years, sometimes sitting in the Sharpening Hall, I would forget many things and forget that I am alone.Therefore, this knife is very fierce, but it can play Tianwei, so be careful. "

"Once you get the knife, you give up the knife, you have nothing and no self, you forget your love and forget the knife... Old man, is there any fun in this kind of life?

The saber technique has been practiced to the extreme, but I have lost it...

I think whether it is the way of the sword or the way of the sword, or what kind of way, people must control things, not things control people.

Since you are the sword master, how can you forget yourself?If you want to go one step further, you must forget the sword and get it again. If you lose it and find it again, the Dao of the sword will be complete. "

"Lost and found again, forget love and love, difficult and difficult..."

Song Que uttered difficult words three times in a row, and finally lost the feeling of superiority that was not like a stranger before, and his breath became desolate instead.

It seems that after countless years of washing, there is no trace of human emotion and aura.

His whole body turned into a knife.

The aura of the mountain city also became sharp and sharp, the sky suddenly darkened, then brightened again, showing a thick-backed broadsword standing tall and upright.

Just as soon as it appeared, it fell into the sky.

Cut in everyone's heart, cut in the vast land.

As soon as the Heavenly Saber came out, the mountains shook and the ground shook, and everything was silent...

At this moment, everyone can no longer think of anything, and there is only a knife in their eyes and hearts.

"Accumulate the minds of thousands of people, use the human body to transform into a heavenly sword, take the meaning of forgetting love from the Supreme, straighten the way of heaven, and perform punishment on behalf of heaven."

Martial arts practiced to this point, it has crossed the limit and reached the level of mythology.

Yang Lin's mind turned sharply.

In the presence, he was the only one who was not affected, and he still had the mind to comment on the power of this knife.

He can be sure.

Song Que's extreme sword style, with the way of the sword, directly crossed the realm of the great master, and he could feel the shadow of the domain.

If one's own field is a small world with everything, it can evolve all things.

Then, Song Que's Dao of the Sword is to turn everything into a knife, if it is stronger, it will break everything.

Chill.

The sky seemed to turn into a pitch-black curtain, torn open by the blade light.

There are infinite winds raging, and it seems that you can faintly see the strange scenes inside.

Yang Lin took a deep breath.

The time around him seemed to be extended, he calmed down and punched seriously for the first time since his self-cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

Qi, blood, essence, immortality, and domain spirit are all compressed in one punch, just like a red lotus blooming, and the punch suddenly blasts out.

Tom...

A muffled sound.

The prosperous scenery around Yang Lin was suddenly elongated and flattened, and he turned into a lifelike crimson dragon with endless blazing flames around his body.

Just show up.

The whole sky seemed to be on fire.

In the midair, the wind was surging, and the lightning was like weaving, and a huge hole was opened.

The light of the knife that cut through everything and pierced the moon and pierced the clouds was swallowed by the red dragon with a long moan.

A tall figure in white clothes floated blankly into the huge opening.

Song Yuzhi suddenly felt pain in his heart, and screamed: "Father..."

She felt something ominous.

Yang Lin let out a long sigh, and looked at the edge of his fist thoughtfully.

The red dragon, Chiyan, struggled as if he had life, and rushed forward, trying to turn the entire mountain city into a torch.

"This is, did you accidentally use the Red Emperor Fire Dragon Fist? How did I practice it?"

There are some doubts in my mind.

Yang Lin's movements were not slow at all.

It is possible to defeat Song Que, but if he hits the opponent into the space crack and leaves the opponent dead without a whole body, then the fun will be great.

This is not to form an alliance to subdue, but to form an enemy.

With a movement of his body, he slightly pressed Changtian with his left hand, and grabbed and pulled with his right hand.

Numerous cracks and jagged holes were healed in an instant. Song Que's body was pulled down like a kite.

He blinked a few times, raised his hands to look, and the memory of just now came to his mind, and his old face couldn't help turning slightly red.

What I said earlier was awesome.

As a result, he was almost sent away by the opponent.

It's embarrassing.

Still in my own home, in front of countless relatives, friends, children and outsiders.

"The name of Tiandao, don't mention it again in the future, change the name, call it Kuangdao." Song Que turned his head to look at Song Zhi and Song Lu, and then looked at Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi with complicated eyes, and sighed: "These years, You have suffered."

After saying this, he grabbed Yang Lin: "Today, there are no princes and heavenly swords here, only Yuezhang and son-in-law.

Good boy, your punch just now was so hard that it pierced through the sky. However, I am a little curious, why you broke the void, not only did you not leave by yourself, but you also held the old man back. "

"Although the sky is good, the world is more beautiful, I can't bear it."

Yang Lin laughed.

It's hard for him to say that it is a space-time channel, and if he goes there, he will be close to death.

"What a shame...

In the past 20 years, I have had a big dream, and I am actually reluctant to part with this picturesque country and this beautiful world. If I go and drink, I will not return today if I am not drunk. "

The two laughed loudly, and walked towards the place where the smell of wine was wafting, shoulders crossed.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

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Chapter 382 Dragon Spirit

Since Yang Lin went to Songjia Mountain City, he made an appointment to send troops together on a date, so he never went on a long trip again.

Been waiting for the time to come.

In my spare time, I spent time with those voluntary or involuntary concubines in Jiangdu Palace.

Of course, most of the time, he will quietly experience the way of heaven in a garden specially opened up in the backyard.

In the state of the unity of nature and man, sort out what you have learned.

At this time, the cultivation of essence, energy and blood has reached its peak.