Ming Cult's Light Summit
"Brother Wuji is on the rankings?" A beautiful young woman was looking up at the golden roll in the sky.
He had an oval face, snow-white skin, picturesque eyebrows, a slender figure, and a three-foot-long blade in his hand. He looked valiant!
"I have to work hard too!"
With that, he unsheathed his sword, revealing its endless sharpness. Within three feet, sword qi was dense. Even a martial arts grandmaster would be turned into meat paste in an instant!
If it were an ordinary person, they might think that this sword technique was ordinary and its attack range was small. However, when a true sword grandmaster saw this scene, his jaw would definitely drop.
This represented the absolute control of the three-foot-long sword in the opponent's body. Only when the sword was pointed at would one know how terrifying the girl's sword cultivation was!
One sword!
Two swords!
Three swords!
Four swords!
……
Thirteen sword strikes!
Fourteen swords!
Fifteen sword strikes!
Sixteen swords!
Sixteen sword moves in a row, each faster than the last, each fiercer than the last!
By the 16th sword, the slaughter was monstrous. Asura was alive, and it was no longer a sword technique of the human world!
After a while, the sword returned to its scabbard, and the sharpness on the girl's body also retracted.
The sword had a sharp edge, but its shape was not revealed. If it was used, it would definitely be earth-shattering!
" Big brother taught me the Thirteen Lethal Swords. When I deduced the fifteenth sword, I broke through to the Martial Grandmaster Realm. Now, the sixteenth sword..."
"However, this is far from the limit of this sword technique!”
Yang Buhui muttered softly. His thoughts could not help but return to the escape when he was young.
Danger lurked everywhere, and he narrowly escaped death.
However, at every critical moment, there would always be someone who would make a move in the dark.
Zhang Wuji only thought that the two of them were lucky, but Yang Buhui could see that person's figure in his dreams every night and learn a set of peerless sword techniques.
"Big brother, will Buhui be able to see you again?”
"No regrets!"
At this moment, a handsome and elegant middle-aged man walked over with his hands behind his back.
"Father!" Yang Buhui turned her head around. She was just like a girl from an ordinary family. She did not lose the appearance of her sword qi soaring into the sky.
"Recently, several big sects have besieged Light Summit. The situation is critical. I'll send the disciples of the Earth Sect to send you down the mountain!”Yang Xiao said with concern.
The people of the Ming Cult only knew that Yang Buhui was Yang Xiao's daughter. Even Yang Xiao himself did not know that Yang Buhui's strength had long surpassed his and reached the martial arts grandmaster level a few years ago!
"There's no need, Father. I'm also a member of the Ming Cult!”Yang Buhui shook his head and refused without hesitation.
After a long time, seeing that Yang Buhui was determined, Yang Xiao could only leave helplessly.
"Down the mountain?"
"Big brother, when the matter here is over, I'll go down the mountain to find you!”After Yang Xiao left, Yang Buhui's eyes became brighter and brighter.
Big Brother's real name seems to be Li Xuan, right?”
……
at the foot of kunlun mountain
"Kill them!"
"Kill!"
"Kill all these bald donkeys!"
Hundreds of people from the Ming Cult's Five Banner Division's Sharp Golden Banner were fighting with dozens of Shaolin disciples. Although there were many people and all kinds of strange weapons were emerging, the Sharp Golden Banner, which lacked experts, still suffered heavy casualties.
Among the group of Shaolin disciples, a young man who looked to be in his late twenties and had a determined expression was particularly eye-catching.
A set of Thousand-handed Tathagata Palm struck out palm shadows that filled the sky. With a whoosh, the palm wind killed anyone who came into contact with it, and injured anyone who came into contact with it!
It was Fang Zheng, an expert from Northern Shaolin's Dharma Hall!
At this moment, in the sky, the Nine Provinces Prodigy Roll refreshed again!
Sons of Heaven Roll, 28th place!
Fang Zheng!
[Identity: Disciple of Northern Shaolin's Dharma House!]
[Realm: Peak Xiantian Realm!]
He also had two cultivation techniques: Tendon Changing Classic and Thousand Hands Tathagata Palm!
[Reward: Arhat Demon Subduing Divine Art, a combination of the great success of Buddhist internal arts, as well as the use of Yin and Yang hardness and softness. It is the best!]
"Fang Zheng!"
"It's Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng is on the rankings!"
After the abbot of the Northern Shaolin Temple, Kong Wen, killed the squad leader of the Sharp Golden Flag in front of him with a Dragon's Claw, he immediately looked at the Golden Roll in the sky with excitement.
"Amitabha!"
The group sped up and quickly eliminated the Sharp Gold Flag team.
"Fang Zheng, quick, let's see what magical effects the cultivation technique rewarded by the Heavenly Dao has!”Abbot Kong Wen hurriedly said to Fang Zheng.
"Good!" Fang Zheng quickly calmed down and observed the cultivation technique that appeared in his mind.
After a moment, Fang Zheng said excitedly.
"Abbot, this Arhat Demon Subduing Divine Art is even more exquisite than the Book of Changes!”
"After mastering it, the Yin and Yang internal energy will complement each other, and the true qi will be endless and inexhaustible.”
"When cultivated to perfection, you can see the mysteries of the Luo Han Deity Position!”
"Good! Good! Good!" When Abbot Kong Wen heard this, he excitedly said three consecutive good words!
In the world of the Nine Provinces, there were many empires. The Shaolin Temple was also divided into the Southern Shaolin Temple and the Northern Shaolin Temple.
The Southern Shaolin Temple was located at the intersection of the two Song Dynasties. Over the years, there were many masters. There were more than 40 eminent monks of the Xuan generation, and there was also Qiao Feng, an outer disciple of the Shaolin Temple. They were really famous.
On the other hand, the Northern Shaolin Temple and the Dayuan Empire had always hated the martial arts world. The two sides had always killed each other, causing the martial arts world of Dayuan to be the weakest among the few empires. It was rare to even see a martial arts grandmaster.
A hundred years ago, there was also the problem of Firescorp Dhuta. Until now, only the three high-ranking members of the Du generation who lived in seclusion in the back mountain of the Northern Shaolin Temple had joined forces to set up the Vajra Demon Subduing Ring. Only then could they compete with the martial arts grandmaster!
But now, our Northern Shaolin Temple has hope of reviving!
"Fang Zheng, try not to participate in the following battles. Focus on comprehending and strive to cultivate the divine technique as soon as possible!”
"The future of our Northern Shaolin Temple is in your hands!”
"Yes, Fang Zheng is white!" Fang Zheng put his palms together, wishing he could master the divine technique now!
"This time, when the big sects surround the Demonic Sect, our Northern Shaolin Temple will definitely take the lead!”
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