Martial Dao Great Emperor

The purple scale golden mane beast is equivalent to the powerhouse of the Wuzong level of refining the gods, and the scope that the gods can cover is limited.

Luo Xiu urged his speed to the extreme, and the afterimages of his passing appeared, making it hard to tell.

Despite this, his speed is still not as fast as the purple scale golden mane beast. This terrifying beast can span a distance of hundreds of meters in one leap, ignoring any obstacles, the big tree falls down, and the rocks crumble.

"Xuantian changed!"

Luo Xiu suddenly ran the secret technique, and his speed exploded in an instant. With a swish, he opened some distance from the purple scale golden mane.

The Quick Sword Art is a special force technique in itself, and it also has the magical effect of increasing speed when applied to the body.

At this moment, coupled with the increase in the Xuantian Change, Luo Xiu's burst of speed in an instant is comparable to some of the more powerful martial arts sects that cultivate the gods.

However, after the speed exploded, Luo Xiu felt qi and blood floating, and his mind felt dizzy, but it was because the use of Xuantian Transformation put a certain load on his body.

However, at this moment, he can no longer care about so much. If he is caught up by the purple scale golden mane beast, he will definitely die.

After a while, in Luo Xiu's perception, the distance between him and the purple scale golden mane beast was getting farther and farther, and it seemed that the terrifying fourth-level peak monster beast had given up chasing him.

The purple scale golden mane already possessed sage. It was only interested in this fast prey when it started chasing Luo Xiu. When it discovered that this prey was escaping very fast, the other prey took advantage of it. The opportunity has escaped far.

Therefore, the purple scale golden mane gave up chasing Luo Xiu, and turned to hunt down other prey.

In order to eat one prey and give up more prey, the purple scale golden mane is obviously not that stupid.

Luo Xiu also thought of this, and felt a little grateful. He didn't dare to stay where he was. He kept maintaining the fastest speed and stayed away from this area as much as possible.

Before he knew it, the sky had been darkly lit up, and Luo Xiu felt that his cultivation was a bit depleted, and he found a hidden place to recover.

Take out two formation plates from the storage ring and throw them out, which are the five-level hidden formation and defensive formation.

The formation plate, also known as the formation device, is a kind of treasure that the formation mage sacrifices, and the formation is engraved on it. Even the warrior who does not know the formation method can use the vitality stone to stimulate.

For safety's sake, Luo Xiu directly used the fifth-level formation.

He got the treasure house left by King Buchen Wu, and there were many fifth-level formations in it, but there was no aggressive formation.

After half a day, Luo Xiu returned to his peak state, took out a brief map of the Guanlei Mountain Range, and found that he had escaped last night and had entered the deep hinterland of the Guanlei Mountain Range.

Here, one might encounter terrifying monsters of level 4 or higher at any time, and Luo Xiu also discovered that he was in a position very close to Guanlei Temple.

After putting away the formation, Luo Xiu walked carefully towards the Guanlei Temple. His walking speed was not fast, and his perception spread out every moment. Once he found the breath of a powerful monster, he immediately avoided going around. .

After nearly a day passed, Luo Xiu felt a sharp and sharp aura rushing toward him.

Not far ahead is a mountain that is only a few hundred meters high. At the top of the mountain, there is a temple, which is Guanlei Temple.

With Guanlei Temple as the center, within a radius of about ten miles, the aura of sharp and sharp blades is everywhere. In this area, you can see crisscross ravines everywhere, some traces of how many years have existed. , Sometimes exuding terrible murderous aura, which is daunting.

Here is a place where the strong man named Guan Lei submerged and cultivated. Luo Xiu didn't know what level of cultivation was that Guan Lei, but it was able to leave such ancient relics. After so many years, there is still a terrible sword intent Keep it, at least a powerhouse of Wujun level, right?

Staring at him, Luo Xiu didn't see any other warriors in the vicinity of Guanlei Temple. After a little hesitation, he stepped forward.

Luo Xiu didn't move fast. He was only in the outer area at the moment. Although the sword intent was sharp, it did not affect him.

However, as he deepened, the intent of the sword rushing toward him became more sharp and sharp.

There is no monster beast near Guanlei Temple. It is probably because of fear of the fierce sword intent that permeates here, so that the monster beast in the forest subconsciously thinks that there is a powerful existence hiding here.

Suddenly, Luo Xiu's footsteps stopped suddenly, and the Shadow Sword behind him trembled violently, as if there was a war knife invisibly, slashing towards him.

"Chang!"

With the sword out of its sheath, Luo Xiu swung his sword into the air ahead, and the black sword light was as fast as lightning.

There seemed to be a figure in Luo Xiu's mind, holding a sword, and a terrifying murderous intent erupted from him, slashing out.

"Stick, pedal, pedal..."

Luo Xiu took three steps in a row, his face slightly pale.

Just now he sensed that a war knife was slashing towards him, which was actually an illusion created by a kind of artistic conception retained by the knife.

The artistic conception has broken out of the scope of ordinary martial arts, Luo Xiu is far from condensing and mastering his own martial artistic conception, so in the artistic conception confrontation just now, he instantly lost.

At the same time, Luo Xiu noticed that not far in front, there was a blue rock with a knife mark on it.

The knife intent he felt just now was passed from the knife mark on the rock.

"The sword will leave a mark?"

Luo Xiu's pupils shrank, and he stepped forward again.

Suddenly, a figure reappeared in his mind, and the sword split out, with an indomitable will, as if time had stopped in an instant.

"I can't stop such a cut!"

This kind of thought appeared in Luo Xiu's consciousness in an instant, and he had to retreat instinctively. Just now, he retreated three steps in a row because he couldn't face such a knife.

But this time, Luo Xiu forcibly resisted the thought of retreating. Under the pressure of this unyielding sword intent, his face became paler and he felt breathless.

So strong!

Luo Xiu’s heart was shocked. If someone really made such a knife, he would be killed instantly, no matter how fast his sword was or how subtle his body skills were, because the invincible intent of the sword would have Lock him completely, it is inevitable.

boom!

Because Luo Xiu didn't back up, the knife seemed to really hit him, causing a sharp pain in his mind, and then a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

After vomiting blood, Luo Xiu's face became paler, but he still didn't back up, and the scene of the knife constantly appeared in his mind, especially the indomitable will, which made him vaguely realize.

With a slight trembling of his wrist, the Shadow Sword leaped into his hand. He closed his eyes and slashed out with a sword. The air in front of him made a sound of being torn apart, and the black and white sword light rushed out, letting that fierce face come. All of his sword intent were forced to dissipate.

Luo Xiu suddenly opened his eyes. The sword just now can be said to imitate the sword that contains the unyielding will. Although it is an imitation, it is more than the three-stroke sword style recorded in the fifth-rank martial art of Aurora Sword Art. powerful.

Luo Xiu was a little excited. If he could comprehend the mystery of sword intent, surpass the scope of swordsmanship, and step into the level of kendo, his strength would not only be raised by a level?

However, Luo Xiu was also very clear that he was still far from comprehending the sword intent, and imitating that sword was just a mere form, without intention.

After calming down, his joy was like pouring cold water. Imitation of other people was undoubtedly a wrong path. What he really wanted to do was not to imitate, but to learn by analogy and comprehend his own kendo.

And he is far from reaching the level of kendo. The first thing to do is not to try to understand the mystery of the martial arts artistic conception, but to first upgrade his swordsmanship from the realm of Dacheng to the realm of Consummation.

The realm of martial arts, like cultivation, takes one step at a time. If you have the idea of ​​directly comprehending the sword intent and stepping into the sword from the master of swordsmanship, you are going astray. You must proceed step by step and practice the swordsmanship to perfection.

After having this idea in his mind, Luo Xiu continued to walk towards the rock where the knife mark was located, and the scene of the knife cleaving constantly appeared in his mind.

The closer he gets to the knife mark, the more terrifying the indomitable intent of the knife contained in that knife, as if the soul is about to be torn apart.

Immersed in this state of sentiment, Luo Xiu's Shadow Sword was also swung out from time to time. Under the pressure of this sword intent, his swordsmanship realm was gradually improved.

Finally, Luo Xiu walked up to the rock and stretched out his hand to stroke the knife mark on the rock.

Vaguely, that unyielding will became more and more clear in his mind, as if a figure covered in blood was raising his head and roaring to the sky in the rainstorm, not succumbing to fate.

"Wu Yi, is it to blend the state of mind with the martial arts?" Luo Xiu seemed to understand.

He was only fourteen years old, and he did not have that state of mind, and his swordsmanship did not reach the level of consummation either. He couldn't integrate his mood into swordsmanship and transformed into sword intent.

Comprehending the intent of the sword and comprehending by analogy, Luo Xiu's biggest gain is that he has some understanding of the martial arts artistic conception and personally feels it.

The state of mind requires experience, and Luo Xiu is young and has too little experience.

At this moment, Luo Xiu's eyes drenched, and he felt a terrible breath swept away from him.

He raised his eyes and saw that a figure dressed in purple was flying across the sky, and the sharp sword intent that filled the Guan Lei Temple had no effect on this person.

This is a man in purple clothes. Just now it was this person's divine sense. He swept Luo Xiu.

"A kid of innate realm who dares to come to Guanlei Temple to feel the intent of the sword is not small."

The purple-clothed man just glanced at Luo Xiu faintly, and even with his hands on his back, he headed towards Guanlei Temple at the top of the mountain.

Looking at the back of the purple-clothed man leaving, Luo Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, being able to fly in the sky near Guanlei Temple, at least it was a powerful existence at the level of the King of Wu.

If the Guanlei Temple is divided into three areas, then Luo Xiu is only in the periphery, then the central area, and finally Guanlei Temple.

The deeper you go, the stronger the sword intent will be, and there is also a great danger in it, because when you feel the sword intent, if you can't resist the oppression of the sword intent, your soul will collapse and your soul will be scattered.

The purple-clothed man just now should have also come to understand the meaning of the sword, and go straight to the Guanlei Temple at the top of the mountain. His martial art realm must have reached a very high level.

Luo Xiu was not the first warrior who came to the Guanlei Temple to feel the intent of the sword, so he just glanced at the purple-clothed man and stopped paying attention.

As he continued to walk forward, the sword intent rushing toward him became more fierce, and the sword aura appeared out of thin air, like dense raindrops, shrouded towards Luo Xiu.

Every sword qi is deadly enough, Luo Xiu's whole body is absorbed, the shadow sword in his hand flashes out quickly, smashing the sword qi.

One after another, some people came to the vicinity of Guanlei Temple, including innate martial artists, martial arts masters, and even martial arts kings.

"what!"

Suddenly, a scream came from the foot of the mountain. A strong man in the martial arts realm of refining gods suddenly shattered his head into blood mist, and the headless corpse fell on his back and died.