Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

Xuanyuan Guoqi, who had lost his son in old age, was completely consumed by anger. He didn't even want to ask why Lu Yuan broke into the mountain. He stretched out his hand and the ancient sword "Baopu" on his waist immediately made a sharp buzzing sound and suddenly flew out of its sheath. Xiang Luyuan.

Xuanyuan Guoqi has practiced swordplay since he was a child and has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for decades. He is extremely passionate about swords. He once went to Wu Family Sword Tomb and Dongyue Sword Pond to sharpen his sword. Now he has reached the peak of Xuanxuan.

At this moment, Ang Ji drew his sword, and the sword intent that had been honed for half a lifetime was condensed into one sword. Its power was so powerful that it seemed to split the snowy plain into two.

Lu Yuan did not dare to neglect, and threw the Murong siblings far away with skillful force. He shouted angrily, and a lion made of sound waves roared towards Baopu Sword.

The Baopu Sword's speed increased instead of decreasing, and it instantly pierced the lion.

The lion slowly dissipated, and the surging sword energy on the Baopu sword also faded a bit, but the sword's intention became stronger, and the sharp aura seemed to pierce Lu Yuan's chest.

Lu Yuan took a breath, flew back a few steps and suddenly stopped, leaning forward slightly, holding the handle of the knife with one hand and the scabbard with the other, and shouted softly.

"Two breaks."

A cold light flashed, and Lu Yuan let out a long breath, but his expression did not relax at all.

I saw Xuanyuan's national weapon flying up, holding his palm against the trembling Baopu sword that was hovering in the air, and shouted angrily: "Behead!"

With a bang, the sleeves of Xuanyuan's national weapon exploded, and several blood marks appeared on his arms.

The Baopu sword seemed to have cut off an invisible blade, screaming and rushing towards Lu Yuan.

But Xuanyuan Guoqi, who had been with Baopu for decades, looked increasingly gloomy.

The moment he touched the sword, he noticed that there was a smooth gap in the tip of the sword.

This sword... is not at all as powerful as the King Kong realm!

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Guoqi's mind, which was overwhelmed by anger, calmed down a little. Seeing that Lu Yuan was about to repeat his old trick, he quickly made a sword seal and shouted: "Point!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Baopu Sword actually split into six parts, dispersed and gathered together with the flowing light, sealing Lu Yuan in a square inch like a cage.

Murong Tonghuang guarded his sister fiercely behind him. When he saw Xuanyuan's magical methods, he was shocked. His original unreserved trust in Lu Yuan's strength was slightly shaken at this time.

Even Xuanyuan's national weapon was launched with such momentum, so Xuanyuan Dapan's launch... wouldn't it be earth-shaking? !

Can I really avenge myself and the Sifang Escort Agency?

But the mysterious method of Xuanyuan's national weapon made Lu Yuan breathe a sigh of relief. ,

He glanced at the sword light that kept flickering around him, and suddenly chuckled: "The secret technique of fingering is really interesting, it can turn sword energy into a sword."

Xuanyuan Guoqi had a gloomy face and said nothing. He closed his fingers slightly, and six rays of sword light whizzed towards Lu Yuan's vital parts.

Lu Yuan calmly raised his hands, surrounded his body with Beiming's true energy, and pressed it down suddenly. The six sword lights seemed to have been hit in the head, flying around Lu Yuan like headless flies, fiercely Crash together.

Amidst the crisp collision sound, Lu Yuan smiled at Xuanyuan Guoqi and said: "Zhixuan Yijian, nothing more than that."

Xuanyuan Guoqi's face was as sinking as water, but deep in his heart, there was a storm.

Lu Yuan didn't know what technique he used to cut off the connection between himself and Baopu Sword!

Now I can clearly see the light of the sword, but my Qi machine cannot detect the existence of Baopu Jian at all!

Before he could recover from the shock, he saw Lu Yuan raised his foot and stomped lightly. The five sword lights dissipated instantly, and the remaining sword appeared from the sword light and fell to the ground with a clang.

Lu Yuan picked up the Baopu sword, rubbed it with both hands a few times, and in front of Xuanyuan's national weapon, he crushed the ancient sword that had been passed down for hundreds of years into a scrap iron bar.

"There is indeed something unique about the mystical art of fingering, but you can only bluff people with this skill, and it is not even interesting to fight against the enemy." Lu Yuan ignored Xuanyuan's livid face and said lightly: "If you insist on using the sword's intention If the sword energy works together, if I want to kill you, I will really have to use up my hands and feet.

But you are stupid enough to divide the sword energy and sword intention into six parts. Do you have that much sword energy and sword intention? who do you think You Are?

Sword God Li Chungang?

"You bastard!" The Baopu sword that he regarded as life was destroyed. Xuanyuan Guoqi lost his calm again, gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "I want you to die without a complete body!"

Before he finished speaking, Xuanyuan's national weapon appeared in front of Lu Yuan. He tiptoed slightly, took the Baopu sword in his hand again, and stabbed it straight between Lu Yuan's eyebrows.

It was obvious that the iron sword had turned into an iron rod, but the sharpness in it was getting stronger. Before it came, Lu Yuan felt a stinging pain in his eyebrows.

Lu Yuan did not dare to raise his hand, so he immediately grasped the iron rod with both hands and used all his strength to activate the Beiming Divine Art. A layer of frost immediately floated on the iron rod and spread towards Xuanyuan's national weapon. At the same time, he quickly absorbed the internal power of Xuanyuan's national weapon. .

Xuanyuan Guoqi was shocked, but his instinct told him that if he retreated now, he would definitely die!

After decades of practicing swordsmanship, this was the first time he felt like he was on the verge of death.

But when he thought of what Lu Yuan had done, the anger in Xuanyuan Guoqi's heart overwhelmed the fear of death, and he yelled angrily, not retreating but advancing!

"Lu Yuan, if you want to swallow me up, I will let you do it!"

Xuanyuan Guoqi, who had put all his efforts into it, used the most brilliant sword in his life.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Guoqi felt very happy.

My chest is uneven, what should I do?

Draw your sword!

Everything in the world is nothing more than a sword and an ear!

Xuanyuan Guoqi seemed to see a magnificent and vast picture slowly unfolding in front of him, in which the scenery at the top of the kendo almost made him intoxicated.

But before he could remember those mysterious insights in his heart, the scroll was suddenly closed.

Xuanyuan Guoqi came back to his senses and saw blood slowly flowing out along Lu Yuan's eyebrows, dripping on Baopu who stopped in front of Lu Yuan's eyebrows and could no longer move forward.

With just a hair's breadth, he could pierce Lu Yuan's head with a sword that was almost as powerful as a land god.

But now he only feels that the strength in his body is being drained away, and he can't even hold the sword.

Xuanyuan Guoqi looked down at his chest blankly, only to see two palms deeply inserted into his chest.

It was obviously a palm, but he noticed a familiar sword intent from it.

"You...you don't even have a sword, how can you make a green snake with two sleeves?" Xuanyuan Guoqi vomited blood, and his eyes gradually lost their luster.

"It's not a loss for you to die at the hands of Tianshan Zhemei." Lu Yuan slowly took out his palm, and Xuanyuan's national weapon immediately fell to the ground, relying on his last breath of true energy to survive.

"There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart. There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart..." Xuanyuan Guoqi murmured to himself like crazy, and suddenly laughed sadly: "I have been practicing swords all my life, but on the sword Lost to a warrior without a sword!

God, how unfair you are! "

"Who's here?" Lu Yuan ignored Xuanyuan Guoqi, who was heartbroken, and shouted to Emperor Murong Tong.

Emperor Murong Tong was reminded several times before he came back to his senses and quickly reported his name. "Huang Tianming, third-class escort of Sifang Escort Agency."

"Sifang Escort Agency?" Xuanyuan Guoqi seemed to have thought of something. He raised his head with difficulty, stared at Lu Yuan and said in surprise: "Dengzhou Sifang Escort Agency?!"

"Understood?" Lu Yuan shook off the blood on his hand. The blood beads fell on the ground, and bright red plum blossoms bloomed.

"Understood! Understood!" Xuanyuan Guoqi's laughter became weaker and weaker, and when he was dying, he said angrily: "It was a mistake back then that left you such a disaster!

If I had known today, I should have..."

Lu Yuan didn't wait for him to finish speaking before he stretched out his fingers and a burst of true energy flew out, completely cutting off the vitality of Xuanyuan's national weapon. Then he quickly sat cross-legged on the ground and adjusted his breath to restore his true energy.

Looking at Xuanyuan Guoqi's dead body, Lu Yuan felt a little emotional.

The Xuanyuan family, which has been around for hundreds of years, has a rich heritage.

Just one Xuanyuan national weapon has forced him to use his new trump card.

Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand is all-encompassing. The thicker the internal force, the greater the effect. At the same time, it also requires the user to have extraordinary understanding and be well-informed.

The more martial arts you have seen, and if you integrate the subtleties of their martial arts into the hands of Tianshan Zhemei, you will be able to conquer all the martial arts in the world.

Like the Beiming Divine Skill, it is also a skill that requires accumulation and has no upper limit.

The sword of Xuanyuan's national weapon just now made Lu Yuan feel the crisis of life and death. In desperation, he took the risk to make a sword with his hand, using the Tianshan plum blossom hand to turn into the two-sleeved green snake pointed by Li Chunang...

If it were even half a minute slower, the revenge would have been half-finished and the middle road would have collapsed.

But this battle also benefited Lu Yuan a lot.

Xuanyuan Guoqi's sword strike before his death allowed him to see a different landscape of swordsmanship.

While adjusting his breath, he simulated that sword strike in his mind. When he encounters Xuanyuan Dapan later, it might be of great use as an unreasonable strike.

At this moment, Murong Tonghuang suddenly said: "Lu... Mr. Lu."

"What's the matter?"

Lu Yuan looked at Emperor Murong Tong in confusion.

Emperor Murong Tong did not answer, but pointed at the back of Lu Yuan's head in horror.

Lu Yuan's expression condensed, and he suddenly jumped up, drew his sword and struck in the direction pointed by Murong.

But the power at both ends of the sword was quietly resolved by the person coming.

I saw a middle-aged scribe wearing a scholar's shirt with a look of sorrow in his eyebrows, holding the blade firmly with two fingers, while covering his mouth with his other hand and coughing, looking very weak. .

"Young Master Lu, how about we stop here?" The scribe's voice was very mellow, and it was like a spring breeze, making Murong Tonghuang subconsciously relax his mind.

But Lu Yuan's expression became more solemn and he said warily: "Your Excellency, you are also a member of the Xuanyuan family?"

The scribe pondered for a moment, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "So be it."

Hearing this, a name suddenly popped up in Lu Yuan's mind, "You are the Confucian sage Xuanyuan Jingcheng!"

"What kind of Confucian sage?" Xuanyuan Jingcheng coughed even more violently and said weakly.

"He's just a scholar who is dying soon."