Chapter 57 Xiao Li Flying Dao! Belief determines the upper limit and combat power of a warrior? (Ask for flowers).

“Perhaps, the Heaven-Order Extreme is the limit that martial arts can reach?”

“I think it’s because no one has defined a new level of martial arts beyond the ultimate of the Heaven Rank!”

Zhu ignored the slight disappointment.

But when the golden light did not enter his eyebrows and began to perform martial arts in the fantasy realm, his disappointment disappeared cleanly.

“What kind of martial arts is this!”

“If there are immortals, this Thunder Three Absolute can almost be called immortal exercises!”

Running thunder caused himself to bloom countless small thunders to travel around, and his body was suddenly as fast as thunder.

Thunder, use your internal strength to punch out with all your strength, and there will be a corresponding arm-thick thunder above the sky to bombard the target!

Ben Thunder Extinguish….. Zhu ignored and did not learn!

Even with the Golden Light Transmission Skill of the Martial Dao Heavenly List, he had not been able to learn the ultimate martial arts of the Heaven Rank Rushing Thunder Annihilation.

But even so, his cultivation had vaguely reached the limit of the Martial Saint, and it seemed that he could surpass the Martial Saint at any time and reach another legendary realm!

“Su Xin! The Queen Mother had a Tianxiang cardamom in her hand. ”

“I used to beg for it, but now I want her to kneel and give it to me!”

Northern Song Dynasty,

Tianshan Tong Wu Xingyun was a little looking forward to it.

Because she is also only a Martial Saint, but a late Martial Saint.

In the Western Xia Imperial Palace, Li Qiushui, who was also in the late stage of Martial Saint, also stopped moving: “In the middle of Martial Saint, I can only be around twenty, then it seems that I can’t enter the top ten.” ”

“What kind of characters are the top ten?”

“Is that realm above the Martial Saint really something that people can reach by cultivation?”

At this point,

Li Xunhuan arrived at the Octagonal Pavilion.

Shangguan Jinhong: “You are here!” ”

Li Xunhuan: “I’m coming!” ”

Shangguan Jinhong: “You shouldn’t come.” ”

Li Xunhuan: “I’m still here…”

Ah Fei: “Really don’t wait anymore?” What if? What if you make the list? ”

Shangguan Jinhong seemed to have heard some funny joke in the world.

“Hahahaha!”

“Hahahaha!”

“Laugh at the old man! Now those on the list are all in the middle of the Martial Saint Period! Do you actually think that Li Xunhuan can be on this Martial Dao Heavenly List? ”

“Joke!”

“In the late stage of the Great Master, when the person on the list is a Martial Saint realm, there is no chance for you to be on the list!”

When the words fell, Shangguan Jinhong pounced.

The breath of the middle martial saint burst out.

In an instant, Ah Fei’s half-step grandmaster was so oppressed that he almost knelt on the ground, let alone made a move.

And Sun Xiaohong, who was hundreds of meters away, suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Li Xunhuan’s face was expressionless, but he seemed extremely serious.

A ray of black light erupted from Shangguan Jinhong’s hand.

It is the death light of “Three Light Qigong”, and it is extremely vicious and wonderful when it encounters physical and chemical objects.

But Shangguan Jinhong deliberately missed it.

“What about your little Li flying knife?”

“Let the old man see it, the so-called Xiao Li flying knife, it’s not a false example!”

Also at this time,

The sky flashed with golden light.

[The eighteenth place in the Martial Dao Heavenly List – Li Xunhuan].

Fei was shocked.

Sun Xiaohong: “Sure enough, just like what grandpa said, his combat power is definitely not something that the realm can decide!” ”

Shangguan Jinhong was also slightly stunned.

“How can it be…”

Subsequent syllables never had a chance to spit out again.

A seven-inch-long lancet-like throwing knife pierced his neck.

At the wound, a strange True Qi continued to tear the wound, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Shangguan Jinhong, die!

[Age: 42].

[Identity: Twenty-two years ago of the Ming Dynasty, the temple tempted Hua Lang, Xiao Li flying knife].

[Martial arts: Li family light gong, Li family sword technique, Li family body method, peerless flying knife, etc.].

[Realm: Peak of the Late Stage of the Great Master].

“Really fake?”

“Martial Dao Heavenly List made a typo, right?”

“The peak of the late Great Grandmaster ranks nineteenth? Tease me? ”

“The Iron Gall Divine Marquis in the middle stage of Martial Saint can only rank twentieth, why should Li Xunhuan, who is at the peak of the late stage of the Great Master?”

Someone swore and said, “There must be something wrong with the Martial Dao Heavenly List!” ”

Jing Wusheng, who was working with Lin Xian’er for firewood, suddenly froze.

Li Xunhuan ranked so high?

Isn’t that gang of masters dangerous?

He is the shadow of Shangguan Jinhong, if Shangguan Jinhong dies, is there still a need for the shadow to exist?

Wudang,

Song Yuanqiao was also shocked: “Master, this ranking of the Martial Dao Heavenly List…”

Zhang Sanfeng: “I met Li Xunhuan once. ”

“This person’s martial arts realm is indeed difficult to advance because of his lungs, but his will and belief on the flying knife are already comparable to those of the late Martial Saint stage!”

Song Yuanqiao: “Faith?!” ”

Zhang Sanfeng: “How far a warrior can go is determined by faith. ”

“Guo Jing takes the family country as his belief, Yan Nantian takes the elimination of evil and promotes goodness as his belief, and Heavenly Dao Song Que takes the revival of Han blood as his belief…”

“A martial artist with faith, even if his martial arts skills are low for a while, his upper limit is infinite!”

“For example, when you practiced basic skills, if you had the conviction to do a thousand leg presses, then you could easily do it. If you don’t have faith or even get tired of pressing your legs a hundred times, you will feel extremely tired in mind and body, and you will want to give up infinitely! ”

Song Yuanqiao: “This… Indeed! ”

“But Master, the faith is in the end…”

Zhang Sanfeng: “You’ll know when you reach the Martial Saint realm.” ”

Song Yuanqiao did not dare to ask again, he could only continue to think hard, but he was naturally stupid and really couldn’t understand the relationship between faith and martial arts and combat power.


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