The ax collided with the long stick. After the secret text on the brown long stick flashed again and again, it couldn't hold on anymore and flew directly out of the hands of the novice novice. Without the blessing of the secret text, the long stick is a harder stick, only the blessing of the secret text.
Talent can be regarded as a treasure.
The little novice monk, who had no weapons in his hands, did not retreat at all. When faced with the giant axe, he actually used both hands to catch it.
Chi chi........
The sound of the blood ax tearing flesh and blood was unheard of. The young novice gritted his teeth, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with evil spirits. Eventually, blood flowed out from between his teeth, and his body could no longer hold on.
"Good scholar." The little novice monk uttered the word through his teeth with difficulty, then tried his best to smile, and continued in a hoarse voice, "Huiqing is going to follow in the footsteps of the master, take care of yourself, good scholar!"
After saying this, the little novice monk ignored the injuries all over his body. His aura surged again, and countless cracks in his body began to spread. The corners of Xiang Bingyun's eyes trembled violently. He knew that this little bald donkey was going to blow himself up.
call!
Jian Wushuang took a deep breath of Xuanhuang Qi and opened his eyes suddenly.
The moment his eyes opened, the aura throughout his body began to rise, and an aura that shocked the ages emitted from his body. This was the power of the extreme.
Snap!
With a movement of his body, Jian Wushuang came to the little novice monk's side and patted his shoulder gently. Jian Wushuang knocked back the blood ax and Xiang Bingyun with one punch.
"Don't worry, we're not at the end of the road yet, leave the rest to me!" Jian Wushuang comforted him gently, and then instilled the energy in his body into the little novice's divine body, which was on the verge of collapse.
Rays of golden light bathed the little novice's shattered body, and soon the broken body of the little novice was repaired, but he still had to recover what was consumed in his body.
"Good man, no!" The little novice monk wanted to take the lead. After all, there were strong enemies at this time, so how could he let Jian Wushuang help him recover from his injuries.
Jian Wushuang smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, you can stabilize your realm and regain your strength here, and then leave him to me."
Wow!
Jian Wushuang suddenly dodged, and before Xiang Bingyun could stand still, he drew out the broken divine sword behind him again.
"Qiang."
The divine sword was drawn out, and a dazzling light flashed. Although the sword body was broken, it was blessed by the ultimate way. Even a tree branch, blessed with such terrifying power, could cut the sky with the sword.
puff!
"You,,,how dare you!" Xiang Bingyun murmured in a trembling voice.
Although his body had not yet stood firm, he still quickly turned around when he saw Jian Wushuang's sword. However, the power of that sword was too strong, and it directly tore his body apart. One arm was cut off, and he was silent.
floating in the void.
This was only damage to the physical body. The sword just now still contained mental power. At this moment, he was spitting out brown blood, and his heart sank. His original calm state of mind was broken, and his strength dropped by 30% in a short period of time.
Xiang Bingyun's body was trembling. After coughing a few times, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a trembling voice: "How could you recover so quickly? Your body is obviously about to burst. How could you not recover with less than one stick of incense?"
Time has been restored, even a second-grade avenue cannot recover so quickly."
In his opinion, even if Jian Wushuang was a peerless genius in a certain world and realized a certain second-grade great path, he would not be able to recover so quickly.
According to the understanding of Tao by Da Siyu in the Wanggu era, it is the same as Jian Wushuang's analysis, and it is divided into five levels. The Tao in Xiang Bingyun's mouth is the second-level Tao.
As for him, he is only a third-grade avenue. It was given to him by the Lord of Heaven. He gave up the original ordinary avenue and inherited this third-grade avenue. With his military exploits in the Wanggu era, he climbed all the way to the ninth-level Perfect Dayan Immortal. He is also a contemporary
There are several nine-turn perfect Dayan Immortals who are very valued by the Heavenly Court. Although the chance of successful union is very small, if it succeeds, then he will have the strength of a second-level emperor. As long as he controls a world, he can go one step further and become a third-level emperor.
This is what he has always pursued. Although the Third-grade Avenue is not a rare avenue in the universe, in the Wanggu era, he was also a Taoist disciple of a certain sect, and he was also a genius who amazed countless people.
But now, compared with Jian Wushuang and the young novice monk, he is just an ordinary ninth-turn immortal, and his strength is average.
Jian Wushuang is a Level 3 Dayan Immortal, and the little novice monk is a Level 9 Dayan Immortal in one step. This is because of the Zen intention in his heart. After stabilizing, his strength will be a Level 6 Dayan Immortal.
A third-level and a sixth-level were able to fight for a few breaths against the perfect nine-level Dayan Immortal. Especially Jian Wushuang, the third-level Dayan Immortal was now able to injure Xiang Bingyun with one sword.
Although Xiang Bingyun's current strength has not reached its peak, with such an impressive record, not to mention a certain higher world, even the emperor's son among some super powers in the universe may not be able to achieve such a leap!
Xiang Bingyun's mood was damaged and she had the intention of quitting.
He doesn't dare to fight anymore. If that little bald donkey completely recovers his strength, he may not be a match for these two people on his own.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and the sword strike just now squandered all the newly improved mental energy. Although Xiang Bingyun's strength dropped by 30%, he was still no match for him in a head-to-head encounter.
"Now let me fight you!" Although he is not an opponent, he is looking forward to that sense of crisis, and only from the sense of crisis can he become stronger.
There is no bottleneck for him from level three to level six. He can feel that as long as he keeps fighting, he will be able to advance to level six in no time.
At that time, his mental strength and mental power will also improve by leaps and bounds.
Mental power is like the scabbard of the Ultimate Sword Art. With the cultivation of mental power, his Ultimate Sword Art has also improved rapidly.
As long as you can become stronger, keep fighting!
Life extends wirelessly because of fighting.
Jian Wushuang stood in the void, his hair rising in the wind, and the aura on his body rising continuously. At this moment, his heart was as calm as water, only thinking about what was in his heart.
"You two lunatics!" The corners of Xiang Bingyun's eyes kept twitching. These two people are not only powerful, they are also crazy and risking their lives. Are these the real geniuses?
It seems that Zhen Wuyang stood out from the Wanggu era by fighting all the way.
"What a damn thing. I fell into the hands of Zhen Wuyang back then, and now I can't even kill any of the emperor's sons he attacked." Xiang Bingyun's face was full of evil, and his state of mind was so damaged that his will was loosened, and the endless anger in his heart was gone.
Vent everywhere.
This is the importance of state of mind. Although most practitioners cannot cultivate their mental state, if they stabilize their state of mind normally, even if they do not cultivate their mental state, they can rely on their strong state of mind to not be afraid of any mental state. Practitioners will be better able to practice in the future.
Facing all kinds of dangers calmly is the benefit of a stable state of mind.