[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Journey to the Homeland

What Jiang Lingxu saw was not the same as what Zhu Faqing saw.

He saw that Su Ye's petite figure flickered for a moment, submerged into the black ball, became part of the knife light, and chased down like a shooting star.Zhu Faqing landed at this time, obviously not in the plan, his figure looked a bit hasty, and his speed was not fast enough.So, after the light of the knife condensed, it only took a second or two to catch up with the opponent and stab the corner of the cassock that was raised high.

It's a very strange scene.Maybe the internal strength of the two people affected Yadao, maybe it was Su Ye's deliberate action. In short, the dark light group suddenly changed, as if it was flattened by a huge force, from a spherical shape to a round shape. Spin around Zhu Faqing rapidly.

The yellow color only stayed for a very short time before being completely enveloped by the black light, like a pedestrian submerged in the black mist.The next moment, Zhu Faqing yelled again, with a rather horrified expression.The parts of his cassock that were close to his body were all bulging outwards, filled with strength as hard as steel, which also made him even bigger.

This stern shout was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and Jiang Lingxu couldn't help frowning even after the shock.It can't be blamed on him, because the voice is too loud, and it can't be blamed on Zhu Faqing, because the ten dwelling Mahayana skills have reached their limit.

In fact, from the very beginning, the aura formed by the Shizhu Mahayana Kungfu was indeed infinitely powerful, but it could not restrain Su Ye.If she wants to escape, she can concentrate her power on Ye Dao, break through the menacing airflow around her, and walk away as if nothing happened.She wanted to kill him and take away the jade pendant around his neck, so she voluntarily stayed here and started a decisive battle with him.

In other words, Zhu Faqing has always been the one who needs to look forward and backward, and stay ahead of the war before going to war.It was too late when he realized this.

Jiang Lingxu watched from the side, feeling terrified and sweating secretly.He is personally on the scene, and the taste is even more indescribable.At this time, Su Ye had figured out the characteristics of the Mahayana skill of ten dwellings, figured out its relationship with "Tianmo Strategies", and had no intention of entanglement.Yadao's speed continued to increase, gradually reaching its peak, as fast as standing still.

When others faced Zhu Faqing, they saw an astonishingly big fist.He stared at Yato at this moment, and what appeared in his eyes was a big and perfect circle.

The light of the saber radiated everywhere, the color changed from thick to light, but the aura of the saber continued unabated.Zhu Faqing showed his magic skills and blocked the black light with all his strength. Suddenly, he felt a strain in his hands.

At this moment, he had no way to dodge it, he could only use his aura to meet the strength of the sword head-on, just like a gust of wind meets another, the direction of the wind has changed, and the speed is not as fast as before.He himself was too busy to take care of himself, even though he exerted all his strength and couldn't help resisting, he was immediately enveloped by the light of the knife and trapped in the circle drawn by the tip of the knife.

He stared straight ahead, staring indifferently at the real situation under the light of the knife.It is not only the brilliant streamer shot out by the blade full of internal energy, but also many large and small circles with clear edges like ink lines.These circles are nested within each other, forming a black light that seems to have no gaps.Each circle is spinning, spinning out the corresponding cyclone, forcing his magic power and making him lose the initiative.

The aura is on the verge of crisis and may collapse at any time.Zhu Faqing stretched his sleeves and fluttered in the wind, displaying amazing moves.He stepped on the ground with both feet, stepped on a pit that was neither deep nor shallow, and nailed it to the ground like a wooden stake. He remained unchanged to respond to all changes, with a dignified expression, and tried his best to resist the wind of knives from different directions.

The others were still in the woods, and Jiang Lingxu was still standing tens of feet away.Except for the fallen trees, the environment has not changed much, and it is even brighter.The sun was streaming down, illuminating the ravaged woodland.However, Zhu Faqing turned a blind eye and didn't care what the surroundings looked like.

He was calm on the surface, but he was timid in his heart, hoping that Ni Huihui would arrive in time.At the same time, he put all his eggs in one basket, moved his palms to the same height, pressed forward falsely, and then pushed them out violently, forming a solid air column.

The environment he felt was actually an airtight and dark cabin.The roof, the ground, and the surrounding walls are all closing towards the center, making the space smaller and smaller, and he must be squeezed into a pulp.No matter how high Su Ye's martial arts are, it is impossible to crush him alive, but his feeling is just so absurd.

The aura is still spinning, but it has no adsorption effect, and is imprisoned in a limited range, rampaging in vain, and acts as his body shield.

When he usually shoots, his sleeves are opened, and the cuffs are like the mouth of a giant beast, which can swallow the endless land and even the stars of the universe.This made his opponent desperate and helpless, thinking that no matter what he did, he couldn't resist him, and he might as well close his eyes and wait for death.Today, the sleeves are still the same pair of sleeves, but he has become very small, almost fragile, colliding with the invisible obstacle next to him with his physical body.

In a blink of an eye, he fell into an indescribable predicament.No one can save him except himself.Shizhu Mahayana Kung Fu broke through the air, rushed forward, and hit the blade like a god's help in succession.With every push and impact, there was a muffled sound like a sword hitting wood.Qi Jin no longer flows around, and is wrapped around by Yato.He failed to break out of the encirclement, but the pressure continued unabated.

He has always thought highly of himself, and is very satisfied with this set of self-created magic skills, so the frustration in his heart at this time is very comparable to others.He doesn't need to breathe for air, the pores of his skin are sufficient for the task.However, Yato pursued him closely and clung to him several times. His chest also felt oppressed, and he really wanted to yell and inhale hard to relieve the pervasive pressure.

He naturally understood that the knife force continuously touched his hands, invaded his meridians, and finally affected his senses, making him mistakenly think that the space is closed and there is no way to escape.But the weirdness of the human senses lies in the fact that they cannot get rid of the illusory illusion even though they know it is false.His only solution is to do his best, to block and cover as fast as lightning, to block the black dagger coming from nowhere, and where it will retreat.

Su Ye suppressed him, but the advantage of suppression could not be maintained forever.He saw through this point, so he tried his best to procrastinate, and used magic skills to defuse the knife strength. Although he was at a disadvantage, he showed no signs of being defeated.His painstaking efforts finally paid off, and he waited for the long-awaited moment.But at this moment, it was far from what he had imagined.

Dao Guang withdrew from his side, and the pressure disappeared immediately.His wish was fulfilled, his vision instantly widened, he became aware of the existence of trees and the sky again, and the feeling of depression in his heart was swept away.Unfortunately, the relief only lasted for a split second.In the blink of an eye, he suddenly realized that Su Ye was only showing her strengths at this time, using her true abilities.

The blade swept across, with vigor flowing across, and swept out a huge circle, but he was still standing in the center of the circle in a daze.When the circle was closed, a deep and extremely deep fear was born in his heart.Su Ye's figure was in front of him, never so clear and distinct.She didn't seem to have moved at all, but there was an extra knife in her hand.

Zhu Faqing saw her, and also saw Ye Dao.Yato was stabbing forward, stabbing at his chest.There was no one behind him, and it looked like he could turn around and run away, but it was far from it.

The blade is quite short, but it seems to have absorbed the power of the world, and it is so heavy that it is beyond imagination.His gaze was firmly stuck, and he couldn't get rid of its restraint no matter what.In this case, everything loses its meaning.There is only this knife left in his world, and the only problem he needs to consider is how to resist.

In his field of vision, the impression of her standing still remains.Even the indifferent smile on her face is very lifelike and vivid.However, while he was witnessing this scene, she was approaching him at full speed.The aura was already broken, but it was completely dissipated by her.

The tip of the knife couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot, so it touched the sleeve of the cassock first.The sleeves opened immediately and were torn apart by the force of the knife, turning into yellow butterflies flying all over the sky.Next, it ran into Zhu Faqing's ready-to-go fist.He clenched his right fist tightly, and slapped down with a single palm of his left hand, anticipating the advancing speed of the saber, and hit the blade with his palm.

The night knife continued to shake, the blade trembled, and buzzed, but it was not blocked and continued to drive straight in.Zhu Faqing's skin was intact and was not cut by the knife point.But the bones of his hand wrapped in skin suddenly made a terrible sound of breaking and breaking.

Beside the two of them, countless tiny qi energies surged out, stirring up the dirt on the ground again, as if a small mud rain had fallen.When the mud and rain fell, his hands drooped down.Yato raised straight up and slit his throat easily.

Blood spurted out, and the surrounding area was speckled, with dark blood stains everywhere.Zhu Faqing covered his throat with his hands, his face showed shock, he staggered back a few steps, and slowly fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

Su Ye didn't blink, staring at the gradually expanding pool of blood under him, watching with extreme concentration, as if afraid that he would trick his corpse into jumping up.Afterwards, she breathed a sigh of relief, retracted the Yato with a sense of relief, and walked towards this generation of masters who died for no reason.