The Path Toward Heaven

The finger out of Jing Jiu was not the Qingshan Sect's swordsmanship, nor was it any kind of Taoism in the heavenly continent.

Because he knew that if Qingshan Sect's swordsmanship was used, today's game would be more troublesome.

He is the most troublesome person, and likes to simply accomplish something.

Simplicity does not mean insufficient power, extreme simplicity means extreme concentration, extreme simplicity.

Some are like the sword of Wu Enmen who killed Emperor Xiao among the fallen leaves.

It turns out that Jing Jiu's choice was as correct and perfect as the choice of each battle in the past thousand years.

Shen Buyun has no other way to deal with his simple sword, but can only choose to fight with him.

Hard to fight this kind of thing, who is hard to fight.

Whether it is the rising continent or the Galaxy Alliance, what can be harder than one sword?

Without any accident, Shen Yun lost in this pair of swords.

What Jing Jiu didn't expect was that his simple and focused sword failed to kill each other.

The sword broke into the body, but could not penetrate. Shen Yunbu was only slightly injured.

Then try another sword.

Jianguang flashed slightly.

His fingers dropped.

An extremely crisp sword sounded.

This time, his fingers did not fall on Shen Yun's eyebrow.

Shen Yunbu's right hand did not know when it was lifted up, blocking his eyes.

That Jianming is the sound of Jing Jiu's fingers meeting his palm.

Jing Jiu's fingers felt the countless swords lingering, felt a very familiar atmosphere, and at the same time received countless resistances.

The swordsmanship emanating from Shen Yun's buried fingers was like countless traces of silk, woven into the softest and toughest cloth in the world, blocking the sword with which he was most focused like a mud.

——Tianguangfeng's Chengtian Sword Formation.

Jing Jiu had already expected all this, his expression remained unchanged, his fingers continued to move forward.

The crisp sound of the sword rang like a torrential rain, ringing instantly throughout the military building.

Those desks shattered instantly, and countless deep marks appeared on even the extremely hard alloy walls.

Countless swords of light are passing through between the fingers and fall into the eyes of Shen Yunbu.

His face was a little pale, his eyes still indifferent, but his expression became more cautious.

White sleeves fluttered again, and an unexplained snow fell among the ruins.

A few chirping sounds, an unthinkable chill appeared, penetrated the snowflakes, and headed towards Jingjiu.

This is the snow-flow sword technique, but it is more powerful and cooler than Shang Defeng's snow-flow sword technique.

He didn't use swords, but low temperature rays.

The source of those snowflakes was a low-temperature ray gun high up on the west side of the military building.

Jing Jiu did not turn around or dodge, and waved his left hand.

Dozens of sword lights bloom like plum blossoms, blocking the low-temperature ray, and then twisting up and down, destroying the low-temperature ray gun.

The sword light fell, leaving a plum-like mark at the left mouth of Shen Yun's buried tiger.

Qimei's swordsmanship in the past, specializing in snow stream swordsmanship on Defeng.

Shen Yun's expression remained unchanged, and his left hand was lightly gripped.

More than a dozen self-propelled laser guns came into the sky, accompanied by a thunderous thunder, and launched another attack.

Bafang thunder, this is the main sword of Bihu Peak.

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Countless sword lights lit up deep inside the military building.

No one knows exactly what this battle means.

This should be the most exciting battle in Kendo for tens of thousands of years.

Countless ancient or partial swordsmanships of the peaks confirm each other in the smoke, kill each other, kill each other.

White clothes fluttered in the dust.

Shen Yun buried his hand is a laser cannon.

At a glance, dozens of autonomous mechas followed.

With a wave of Jing Jiu's left hand, it was snow current.

As soon as your fingertips tremble, plum blossoms bloom.

Each has its own way, and each has its own style.

Countless sword lights gradually form a sword array, the array of eyes is actually a gravitational field generator inside the battleship.

I have to say that Shen Yunbu ’s Kendo cultivation is surprisingly high and his vision is surprisingly good. In such a short period of time, Jing Jiu ’s weakness was identified.

What would happen if Jingtian Jiu could be trapped with the heavenly sword array blessed by gravitational field?

Just then, Shen Yunbu's left hand suddenly couldn't move!

Jing Jiu's left hand didn't know when it fell down, and his fingers locked his hand with countless thin swords.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Shen Yunbu's eyes showed a puzzled mood.

No matter it is Cheng Guangjian of Tianguangfeng, or the sword technique of Shangdefeng and Shiyuefeng, he is very familiar.

But he has never seen this swordsmanship.

Jing Jiu said: "Clear Rongfeng, no reason swordsmanship."

Shen Yunbu remembered the book called "Chao Da Dao Tian", and said with annoyance, "This is a late advantage?"

Qing Rongfeng appeared very late, after the chaos in Qingshan and Mo Chengfeng was slaughtered.

At that time, several ancestors had not left Chaotian Continent.

He has learned the swordsmanship of Jingshan Zhufeng and Jingjiu. Only the swordless swordsmanship has no idea what is going on.

Jing Jiu looked at him and said, "Don't use those wonderful tricks, you should be stronger than now."

Shen Yunbu said, "But it's so boring."

Jing Jiu said, "It's more boring to die."

Shen Yunbu said, "Then you die?"

The words fell squarely, his right hand was flipped, and Jing Jiu's wrist was held with countless sword lights.

"This sword technique should be the old sword born from Mo Chengfeng."

He looked into Jing Jiu's eyes and said, "Since so, it's easy to learn."

Countless sword lights radiate between the hands of two people, like the light of a star.

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The alarm sounded through the military building, and countless weapon platforms began to scan on their own, but were unable to lock the target.

The smoke and dust were chaotic, gradually obscuring the line of sight, but couldn't hide the sword light bursting out from the inside.

Those sword lights are like lotus flowers, chopping everything around.

The nebula-like Jianguang ignored the solid alloy walls, ignored shielding doors everywhere, and fell down from the height of the military building, causing a few exclaimations.

The lasers that were buried and tuned by Shen Yun shot out from time to time, adding power to that group of sword lights.

"There's a laboratory over there!"

"Hurry up and inform there!"

"That's too late!"

With countless exclaims, dozens of military strong men in combat armor rushed over there.

The experimental article in the military building laboratory is a monster of the sea of ​​dark objects. If they escape, they are afraid to cause great confusion on the host star.

A tear rang, and the laboratory door was destroyed, and a black cloud-like monster exuding destruction and cold rushed out of it.

But it did not cause any turmoil, and was cut into the finest particles by the group of Jianguang, scattered like smoke.

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This is the legendary strength of nightscape?

Looking at this scene, everyone was shocked and speechless.

Shen Gongzi really deserves to be the strongest martial talent in the Galaxy Alliance!

There was a loud bang ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The warship structure on the west side of the military building could no longer withstand this powerful war, and it collapsed directly.

The smoke soared into the sky, as if going into a bright sky.

There are several warships in space, and the laser main gun has been activated, and can be launched at any time.

Hundreds of combat armors flew into the sky, aiming at the smoke with the most powerful weapon.

The dust gradually converged, and two figures appeared.

Shen Yun sat in the rubble and raised her hands.

It was not surrender, but his hand was grasped by Jing Jiu and he could not let it go.

The flesh and blood of his arms collapsed, revealing extremely complicated metal lines, which should have been completely transformed.

Blood and water flowed forward from those metal lines, then dripped into the dust, rattling.