The attributes skyrocketed infinitely, and I suppressed the diversity

The lingering golden-red saber energy was rampant, and it could barely be wiped out after cutting and shredding more than a dozen martial arts masters in a row.

The instructor's eyes lit up immediately, and he immediately put on a happy face and opened his mouth to drink:

"Forcing a unique move, he appointed it to fail, let me fucking do it!"

"Say I can't?"

When Song Di heard this sentence from a distance, he smiled fiercely, and his face suddenly became serious.

Once again, he slashed more than a dozen golden and red knives and shot them in all directions.

Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish! ! !

"Ahhh!"

"Help!!"

"My God!!"

"Monster! Monster!!

Immediately, all the martial arts masters within a radius of [-] meters were wiped out by the saber energy, including the instructor just now.

The surging blood instantly covered a large area of ​​the training ground.

"Hu~~"

Song Di, who was standing in the sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses, threw down the steel knife with a clang, took a deep breath of the air full of strong bloody smell, and madness bloomed on his face.

"Master is right, martial arts must be soaked in blood to improve!"

Song Di suddenly opened his eyes, Fuzhi raised his hand like a soul, and released a series of scarlet air blades, swirling around his body.

He has an unparalleled talent in martial arts. He is a born god of martial arts. He will understand many of the most important principles of martial arts naturally, and there is no need to practice hard like a mediocre person.

Therefore, after experiencing this big fight, Song Di stepped into the second level of Aperture Refinement--the Realm of True Qi and Illusory Soldiers, as a matter of course.

At the same time, Song Di suddenly had an urge to swing the knife again after experiencing the slashing and killing just now.

So, move freely.

He bent down and picked up the steel knife at his feet to slash forward.

Clang! !

A highly compressed vacuum air blade flew more than ten meters away.

"Well--"

Song Di stood where he was, his eyes were empty, he seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

"If you use Liu Yunsan's power skills..."

Inexplicably, he began to use the Liuyun Sanshou technique taught by Mu Cang, shaking the blade in his hand.

The amplitude of the shaking is getting smaller and smaller.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

In the end, Song Di's palm was as stable as cast steel, but the steel knife vibrated at high frequency autonomously under his miraculous movement skills.

hum-

As the vibration frequency became more and more intense, the air around the blade quickly formed a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye.

next second.

Swish!

Song Di's arm holding the steel knife instantly blurred, turning into a fragmented afterimage.

This is obviously caused by the speed of his arm movement too fast.

At the same time, following his movements, there was a sudden sharp piercing sound in the air, and a chaotic vortex appeared from the tip of the knife, shooting forward at extreme speed, and suddenly hit the concrete wall 20 meters away.

"Bang!" Dust splashed everywhere.

On that wall, there was a pit the size of a washbasin.

"This feeling!"

Song Di grinned, and his eyes sparkled.

"Knife Technique!"

"I created it!"

"Ha ha ha ha!

The steel knife vibrated at a high frequency in his hand, tearing up the surrounding air in an instant.

buzzing-

In a trance, Song Di raised his saber nine times and turned it into another one, and the air exploded like a thunderstorm from the sky.

呲呲呲呲! ! !

The flickering lights of the sword instantly joined together, turning into a silver dragon with upside-down scales, howling and flying towards the wall in front.

Ow! ! !

Accompanied by the chant of dragons that seemed to exist, the wall was quickly chopped into powder by Song Diyuan with a knife at a distance of 20 meters.

Dang!

Throwing down the steel saber again, he stared blankly at the sky, and murmured: "I seem to... have realized a certain saber technique."

……

"Song Di, the door destroyer, is also!!!"

After hearing the roar, the old Taoist who was fishing quietly by a remote small lake where the Daluo Taoist sect was stationed slowly raised his head, looked intently at the direction from which the roar came, and said calmly:

"Miemen? What a big tone!"

The old Taoist stood up slowly and turned around.

His appearance is astonishingly the same as that of Xuan Chengzi.

This old man is Xuan Chengzi's brother.

The Supreme Elder of Da Luo Dao - Taoist Xuan'an.

His aptitude and cultivation base are far stronger than the former.

It's just that he is indifferent and rarely sets foot in martial arts.

So in today's martial arts world, very few people know the existence of Xuan Anzi.

at this time……

da da da da ~

Wang Nanxun came over with a long spear behind his back. As he walked, the jet-black gun continued to drip with blood.

This is all infected by Daluo Daomen.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

Wang Nanxun had a smile on his old face, narrowing his eyes slightly to stare at Xuan Anzi who slowly turned his head to look at him.

"In Da Luo Dao, there is actually an old monster hidden."

Via qi and blood induction.

Old man Wang could clearly feel that the old Taoist priest in the distance was obviously superior to the surging life breath of Vajra Indestructible.

Although he may not be as powerful and wild as Gai Zhoutian in terms of cultivation, but in terms of realm, he is obviously on the same level as that old devil.

In other words, the way forward in martial arts.

Wang Nanxun looked at Xuan Anzi, and sighed with some happiness: "Master, you are really good at predicting things."

"Ghost Spear King Nanxun, I've heard of your name before."

Taoist Xuan'an sighed leisurely, "I didn't expect that you can also set foot on the road of martial arts."

Wang Nanxun raised his head and stroked his beard: "Yes, thanks to Master's blessing, the old man, I can also see this scene."

"Your master? It's the Ninth Prince of Daxia, who has been rumored by various martial arts sects and is known as the 'Immortal Buddha in the World'. He has admired his name for a long time, and the poor Taoist hasn't settled with him yet!"

Xuan'an's words were contemptuous, "It took a hundred years for a poor Taoist to set foot on the road of martial arts, and a mediocre person like you actually did it. Hmph, it's ridiculous."

Wang Nanxun tilted his neck, completely ignoring the other party's ridicule, and said with a quack smile:

"That's all your last words."

Xuan Anzi looked at Wang Nanxun's eyes, and suddenly understood.

This old man is obviously here to kill people today, so it's useless to say more.

"it is good!"

The old Taoist shouted suddenly.

With a flick of his legs, the solid soil under his feet collapsed, and he rushed towards Wang Nanxun.

"Then let's play a game!"

But Wang Nanxun didn't move, his body suddenly glowed with black light.

The next moment, Xuan Anzi had crossed a distance of [-] meters and punched him in the face.

Wang Nanxun was happy and fearless, and also punched.

Boom! ! !

The terrifying power of the two fists instantly blasted a large piece of air.

The explosive sound, which had already pierced the eardrums, swept across the four directions against the turbid air waves visible to the naked eye.

The leaves of the surrounding big trees rustled and fell straight down.

But the fight didn't stop.

Bang bang bang bang! !

Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka! !

The two men's arms flashed wildly, and they attacked frantically.

Circles of sonic explosions burst out continuously, sweeping towards the surroundings.

The lawn and soil particles on the ground were all swept up by the fierce wind generated by the confrontation between the two, flying and churning in the air, forming a faintly visible huge vortex of air flow.

The wind rustled the surrounding trees.

After a while of sparring, Xuan Anzi kicked Wang Nanxun, and at the same time borrowed his strength to retreat a hundred meters away.

huh~

This fierce blow was also blocked by Wang Nanxun's arms.

His footsteps flashed, and he also used his strength to retreat to the quiet lake not far away.

For Wang Nanxun, whose martial arts skills have reached perfection.

The so-called water is no more than knees, it is just a basic skill.

So even if there is a clear lake with no substance and no bearing foundation under your feet.

For him, it is still equivalent to solid land.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate."

Looking down at his trembling hands, the old Taoist muffled, "Old ghost Wang, your physique is so powerful!"

Wang Nanxun shook his numb palm, grinned and said, "You're not bad, I've transformed all the energy and blood in my body into true energy, and I'm no match for you."

"Qi and blood, turn into true Qi..."

Xuan Anzi said solemnly, "Is this the way of that immortal Buddha!"

"Yes."

Wang Nanxun nodded his head and said calmly, "Master gathered the strengths of many martial arts in the world, broke through the shackles with unparalleled martial arts wisdom, and finally became the number one in the world.

What I have learned is not as good as my master. "