"The sword energy is like silk, the sound of the sword and the sound of the piano, and the intention of the sword turns into music. This is the most peak and most holy realm in the sword art. It is a powerful method belonging to ancient sword immortals in the legend of mythical and ambitious legend! Unexpectedly, Wuming, have you reached this level of cultivation?"

Pojun stared at Wuming, who used his sword energy and sword intent to pull out the sound of the erhu out of thin air, had a huge wave in his heart, and his mind was so shocked that he had goose bumps all over his body, and he felt like he was numb and creepy in his scalp.

Even with his pride, he couldn't help but start to experience setbacks, inferiority and depressedness at this moment.

The sword energy is already sharp;

The sound of the sword penetrates the golden cracked stone;

The sword intent can easily shock and tear apart people's hearts.

Ordinary swordsmen practice sword skills to the extreme, which is to pursue the ultimate in fierce killing.

But Wuming broke through to another extreme, transforming the already sharp sword energy, sword sound, and sword intent into a sad sound of the huqin. It can be said that he transformed steel into a round finger softness. He has reached the pinnacle and reached another state where he saw that the mountain was not a mountain, and that water was not a water.

Po Jun finally knew that the huge gap between him and Wuming was no longer just a gap in strength, nor was it a small half-step gap in the cognition of the kendo realm, but a huge gap in the attainment of kendo cultivation.

If he could be regarded as a peerless swordsman in the world, he was still in a secular category that ordinary people could understand.

Then Wuming's swordsmanship is no longer a secular category, but a realm of gods. He is well deserved to be able to transform ordinary sword techniques into magical sword gods!

Wuming never cared about Pojun's surprise at this time, immersed in the inexplicable sword intent, and integrated into the Quyi with the sword intent. The sound of the piano seemed ordinary, but in fact, the sword energy was already shaking with the rhythm and entering Lianchengbi's body. With this extraordinary method, the blood god pill power in Lianchengbi's body was completely dispersed and suppressed...

Lian Chengbi completely escaped from the crazy controlled state. He felt like he had been salvaged from the water. He lay on the ground and gasped, his sweaty fingers resting on the warm palm. He felt as if he had just walked away at the gate of hell.

Wuming stopped at the right time, looked at Lian Chengbi with his hands in his back, and nodded, "Before the medicine power of the Blood God Pill in your body reunited again next time, you will not fall into the crazy state just now. Fortunately, the power of the Blood God Pill absorbed from your body is not much, otherwise you can only resist this control force if you are in a coma at all times."

After speaking, he turned to look at Jiang Dali with a solemn expression and said, "Although the blood god pill in my body has not been completely eliminated, there is already part of the medicine power, which has been absorbed by Lian Chengbi. Now I only need to use six successful forces to suppress the medicine power of the Blood God Pill.

However, as long as this medicine cannot be completely eradicated, it will slowly grow and increase day after day, and will sooner or later return to the previous stage."

Jiang Dali took a deep breath and said to Yan Shuang, "So, we still have to hurry up and solve Indra, otherwise the more we delay, the more dangerous it will be. But I still have some understanding now."

As he said that, he looked at Lian Chengbi, grabbed it with one hand, and the Dragon Capture Achievement suddenly turned into a soft energy, helping Lian Chengbi up from the ground and sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Wuming also looked at Lian Chengbi and said, "You didn't understand why Lian Chengbi lost control when he used the Blood Pill to drive away the Blood God Pill?"

Jiang Dali said, "There is another thing. It just now that Indra's sudden control of the power of the Blood God Pill, which happened to be at this time, which is too coincidental."

Speaking of this, Jiang Dali looked at Wuming, and Wuming also turned his head.

The two of them looked at each other and saw the guesses in their eyes.

Lian Chengbi recalled the strange state of the Blood Pill that was just out of control, as if he had thought of something, and added with a solemn expression, "The Blood Pill is the core of the martial arts that needs to be cultivated. In theory, everyone's Blood Pill is only dispatched by the practitioners themselves.

But I once saw a note in a secret book left by Xiaoyao Hou, saying that in the Blood Transformation God Sect, the blood envoy with a strict hierarchy and higher status had the right to control the life and death of the Blood disciples, even if the Blood disciple resisted, it would be useless.

At that time, I still thought that the Blood Envoy was far stronger than the Blood Envoy. Now I think about it, maybe the Blood Envoy might have the ability to control the Blood Envoy’s body, so that the Blood Envoy could control the life and death of the Blood Envoy? Could it be that a Blood Envoy was nearby to affect my control of the Blood Envoy?”

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as the Blood Manufacturer. If someone was doing something nearby just now, Wuming and I wouldn't have noticed it. The one who took action should be the Blood Transformation God."

Jiang Dali frowned and thought, thinking of a terrifying thought he had premonitioned before, and then thought of the extremely strong blood of Indra Shitian in the Blood Pill, he looked at Wuming Zheng and said, "It seems that we have all thought of the same point. Indra Shitian and the Blood Transformation God Lord may be closely connected, so that we can cooperate so consistently, which will make us lose all our efforts!"

Wuming carried his hands on his back, looked up at Jianfeng opposite him, frowned and thought hard, and slowly said, "My ancestor has lived for thousands of years. He has many identities in the world in the past and has also cultivated many powerful men. It is impossible that he has not been to the Holy Dynasty. It is normal to say that there is a great connection between him and the God of Blood Transformation.

But the God of Blood Transformation is a member of the Holy Dynasty and a wanted criminal by the government. He will never come to the vassal state to stir up trouble. Therefore, the first thing we must deal with is Indra! Now that my ability is 40%, I can seize the opportunity and take the initiative to attack!"

Jiang Dali's tiger eyes flashed with light and flashed. He looked at Wuming without flashing. He smiled calmly, "Since we met with our seniors, I have only seen the power of the seniors when they took action, but I have not personally experienced the strength of the martial arts mythology in the past. I wonder if the four success powers of the seniors can open my eyes?"

Wuming also stared at Jiang Dali deeply. Seeing the fighting spirit in his eyes, his thoughts couldn't help but float away, as if he had returned to the time when he was young and frivolous in the world. He was also happy to see the master and wanted to compete.

However, today, time has passed.

The passionate and fierce fighting in the past has long since returned to silence with many glory and reputations. What we pursue is no longer fighting, fame or interests, but nameless dullness. But as long as people are in the world, they can't help themselves. If he wants dullness, Indra will never let him dullness.

He took a light breath and looked at Jiang Dali.

"You are only in the battle path of being strong and steady, and you are compared with agile change. If the strength of the strong person you encounter is not as strong as you, it would be fine. If you are comparable to you or surpass you, your concentration and steady will be constrained by itself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wuming moved suddenly, and his figure quickly reached about ten feet on the right side of Jiang Dali's body like a gust of wind. His fingers formed a sword, and he was sucking and spitting like a violent trembling sword tip, as if he was about to stab it out, and as if he was recycled.

Such a sudden move immediately made Pojun, who had long been looking forward to Wuming's action, his eyes lit up.

Suddenly, Jiang Dali felt countless dense sword fingers appearing in front of him, poking overwhelmingly. Many of the large acupoints on the Ren and Du meridians on his body were painful, and they felt like they were locked and blocked, and they could not grasp the Wuming sword path at all.

"good!"

Jiang Dali shouted loudly, his arms suddenly turned, and the protective true energy of the golden body of the gods and demons immediately lifted from his dantian. As his muscles bulged, his whole body turned into a golden bell-like air mask burst out, and he met the dense sword fingers.

But at that moment, the sword fingers that had not been stabbed and that had not been collected suddenly disappeared in a flash.

"I'm changing!"

Wuming's expression was plain, and he easily exchanged his energy with quick speed. One finger turned into two fingers, and the two fingers turned into four fingers of sword energy, which were divided into Jiang Dali's Renying, Shenque, Qihai, and Jiuwei, and the vital key points everywhere.

The sudden change in sword moves can be said to be "adapted to local conditions" and "teaching according to aptitude", which vividly demonstrated Wuming's brilliant vision of being the myth of the martial arts world in the past.

It is because the sword technique has changed to a wonderful state of being as good as you want and responding to all changes without changing.

It seems that he took the initiative to take action, but in fact he is about to appear. After tempting Jiang Dali to take the initiative to react, he then launches a sword technique to break the move based on his reaction. It is simply even more Dugu Nine Swords created by Dugu Sword Demon.

Because when Jiang Dali entered the golden body state of the gods and demons, he not only entered the Guizhen level 2 domineering body state, but also entered the Guizhen level 1 blood lock, body strength, and defense bonuses attached to the title of non-attack. He can be regarded as an unbreakable steel fortress.

However, it is precisely because the current realm of the god and demon golden body is too low that his various martial arts special effects have not yet reached the extreme. Wuming also looked at these "weak" points in less than one thousandth of his breath and carried out critical strikes accurately.

"Pound! Clam! Dang! Dong!" Four completely different sounds suddenly burst out.

Wuming took action like wind and lightning, and Jiang Dali had not reacted so fast that he felt that the protective air shield that had just formed was hit hard.

Among them, Renying, Qihai, and Jiuwei were hit by sword fingers, and there was a weak position of the shield, which was hit by the sword point, and a thunderous sound like a metal collision. The air mask was concave and twisted, as if Wuming's attack was smashed down fiercely like a heavy hammer with a sharp edge. When the fourth strike, the air mask suddenly became concave and collapsed.

Wuming gave a single point of advice.

Jiang Dali felt a sudden pain in the Shenque point located at the navel, impacting the intercostal nerves, vibrating the intestinal ducts and bladder, causing him to feel a strong urge to urinate.

But he also reacted very quickly. As soon as his arms suddenly expanded and inhaled, his abdomen quickly retracted.

Crackling!!!

Under the strong suction force of his body, his muscles and muscles were tightly tightly and tightly tied together, like a highly precisely ligated steel machine. The powerful suction force accompanied the purple light around him, suddenly spreading his arms between his arms, forming a suction field that made the space around him collapse!

The great method of absorbing the power of the sea embraces all rivers!

Wow!

Wuming's black hair was floating forward involuntarily and straightened his sword fingers, which had been retracted by only one foot, was immediately sucked slightly, causing his body to rush towards Jiang involuntarily. The concentrated sword energy brewing at his fingertips was absorbed like an uncontrollable torrent.

I felt like I was throwing into an inwardly terrifying force field. The most terrifying thing was that even the "spirit" began to be sucked away as if I was about to leave my body. It was in chaos, like a headless fly was trapped in a chaotic vent, dizzy and unable to break free.

At this critical moment, Wuming was the heart of the sword in Tianjian. He calmed down at the first moment, allowing the energy and spirit in his body to flow wildly towards Jiang Dali. With his fingers, the sword intent turned again, and the shadows of the sword were intertwined, and countless crisscrossing sword lights flashed in the air.

When the sword light approached the suction field, it seemed to start to become extremely slow, as if it had formed a perfect fan shape, slowly approaching Jiang Dali's arms spread out to absorb all the burly bodies around him.

This is the sword speed that has reached its extreme, and it is so fast that it deceives people's eyes. At this moment, Wuming used the sword techniques such as "belt", "stagnation", "slow", and "removal". The suction force swept around him was all weakened by the secrets such as "stick", "send", "start", and "go" in his sword techniques.

Suddenly, he pointed his fingers and headed towards the core of the "force field" between Jiang Dali's thick arms that were "slowly" embracing him. It was like a bird flying and a fish falling, with no trace to find, and he pointed it out.

Bang!

At the intersection of the two offensives, it was like an unfathomable vortex that instantly collapsed into an unfathomable vortex, immediately pulling the figures of the two to a distance that was almost face to face.

Next moment

A dazzling white light suddenly appeared, and a circle of circular qi shock waves spread out, like a storm of waves breaking the shore, surging and surging.

Wuming's body lightened and he escaped from the suction force field formed by Jiang Dali. The moment his figure floated to the ground, the vital energy in the dantian was spit out, and immediately eliminated the immeasurable force of Maha that invaded the meridians.

In the chaotic energy and smoke, Jiang Dali's burly body was covered with suction purple light, and slowly stepped out. The raging energy around him hit his majestic tiger body, and it was like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.

The black combat boots suddenly settled and stood firm. Jiang Dali looked down at the two sword marks on his clothes that were torn, especially one on his navel, which made him feel the faint swelling and urge to pee on his bladder. He nodded slightly and said, "The martial arts myth is really well-known. Even the four success powers force me to use Maha Wuliang. It seems that my god and demon golden body needs to be further practiced and improved, otherwise the protective body that seems to be without weakness will be obvious for experts like you."

Wuming slowly breathed, staring at Jiang Dali's eyes with a hint of praise, and said, "Master Jiangzhai, you don't have to belittle yourself. In fact, it was because I just spoke too proudly. Now I will take back this sentence."

A ray of sperm flashed in Jiang Dali's eyes, "Oh?"

Wuming carried his hands on his back and said, "Although you are a strong and steady battle path and lack in agility and change, Maha Wuliang is a kind of unpredictable power. If you have Maha Wuliang's power, you have made up for the shortcomings in this area. Besides, if I remember correctly, you have cultivated a power of "Cata of God of War", which is also a kind of change."

"It seems that this village leader is indeed outstanding if you can change your mind and admit your mistakes," said senior.

Jiang Dali laughed, his expression was rough and generous. Being praised by this old martial myth is also a recognition of his strength, which really made him feel useful.

Seeing this, Wuming reminded him at the right time, "But what you said just now is correct. Although your golden body of gods and demons can be returned to the true realm, since even I can see the weaknesses, Indra is bound to be able to see them."

Moreover, this man named Shi Tian has a martial arts skill that is a person who is a master of straits like you. However, he was injured by me before he could perform this martial art last time. If you encounter it again next time, you need to be more vigilant."

"oh?"

Jiang Dali was moved, "What kind of martial arts is that?"

He knew that even if he practiced to the realm of his god and demon golden body, he would not be completely invincible in his body.

If the strength level is quite different and the enemy's strength is extremely strong, it is still possible to injure him through relative weakness.

For example, if Zhu Wushi now fights with the former Gu Santong, no matter how many Vajra indestructible magic skills are, he will be easily beaten.

Wuming looked at Jiang Dali in a deep voice, "Tianxin Tribulation! This martial art is one of the [Sacred Heart Four Tribulations] practiced by Indra. At the beginning, he defeated me with this magical skill, but now I have figured out that his martial arts also has fatal flaws, so he never uses it easily!"

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