Matsushita Shiburo smiled coldly and roared in a rough voice unique to Japanese men: "Then let me show you what the art of drawing a sword out of thin air is!"
In the battlefield, the statue of the Great Sun Tathagata suddenly stretched out its hand and grabbed it in the air. There was a flash of blue light, and a "light sword" appeared out of thin air in the stone statue's hand!
A Japanese sword made of blue light!
Feng Jiuxiao's heart moved, but her face remained calm!
It turns out that it is condensed energy into a sword!
It just looks better!
To be able to use puppetry to such a superb level, the manipulator behind the scenes is indeed a master!
Who could that person be? Is he really a person from the Maitreya Mahayana sect? But there are clearly traces of Japanese secret techniques here!
Feng Jiuxiao instinctively glanced towards the top of the cliff. There were dense old pines there, and it would be difficult to find someone if they were hiding.
On the top of the cliff, the bearded monk Luosang frowned and said: "What a thing is created out of nothing. It is indeed very magical. But I am very curious. You have this sword, but you don't see the scabbard. How can you call it "drawing" without a scabbard?
Where is the knife? This is really puzzling. Mr. Matsushita, have you already finished drawing the knife?"
Listening to Luosang's strange cynicism, Matsushita Shirou's face suddenly turned gloomy, as if he felt a sour smell coming to his nostrils!
The sour smell can kill people!
He suddenly shook his head and sighed helplessly and said: "How could the Holy Lord arrange for you to cooperate with me? It's also puzzling to me!"
The bearded Luosang suddenly stared, "What did you say? What do you mean? Are you looking down on us? Huh?" His whole body's momentum surged, his fighting spirit surged, and he exploded like a lion!
He wants to vent his pent-up anger!
He has long disliked this Japanese!
Matsushita Shiburo simply turned his face away. He really didn't want to see this rude, ignorant, shrew-like monk again!
It doesn't matter if you are talkative or aggressive, but you always want to pressure yourself, just like a girl, competing with yourself on trivial matters. The situation is really too small, no, it is not that the situation is too small.
, but there is no pattern at all! Competing with such a person is simply the greatest insult to oneself!
The scar-faced monk Yan Ba stopped Luo Sang from continuing to speak with his eyes. He thought for a moment and said: "As far as I know, although the sword drawing technique mentioned by Mr. Matsushita is called the sword drawing technique, the essence of the sword technique should focus on the word "kuai".
!As long as you draw the sword quickly enough and the enemy has no time to dodge, you will naturally win!"
Matsushita Shiburo's slender eyes narrowed, "Yo Xi, Master Duba is very insightful, and he is right! The essence of the sword-drawing technique is indeed the word "quick", which is as fast as lightning, so that you can kill with one strike!"
He stared at the bottom of the cliff, with a hint of coldness in the corner of his mouth, "This young man in black has average martial arts skills, but he just relies on that bloody sword. It seems that the Holy Lord is right, this bloody sword has indeed appeared here.
, His sensing ability is truly extraordinary!"
A look of incomparable reverence suddenly appeared on the face of the triangular-eyed monk Sang Jie, and he said proudly: "That's because the Holy Lord has reached the peak of the realm of heaven and man. He naturally understands all things and is omnipotent!"
Matsushita Shirou looked normal on his face, but he didn't think so in his heart.
People in the Central Plains divide martial arts into ten levels. The one with the highest level of martial arts is the realm of heaven and man, which means the unity of heaven and man. This is understandable, but the Tubo people also mentioned the realm of heaven and man, which is a bit nondescript, and they actually said "
"Understand all things and be omnipotent", you can't brag and flatter others to such a shameless level, right? Matsushita Shiburo secretly sneered in his heart.
Duba saw that the offensive of the boy in black had really slowed down, and he couldn't help but admire the Japanese's puppetry skills even more!
The puppetry technique of Japan is actually superior to the puppetry technique of Maitreya Mahayana sect. Although Duba was unwilling in his heart, he had to face the reality!
Let’s look at the battle between Samantabhadra and Big Wolf, it’s really earth-shattering, with ghosts crying and gods howling!
The punches are like dragons and rocks, and the shadows of feet are like mountains, flying sand and rocks!
Zeng Yong pressed his right hand on the hilt of Lizhen's sword, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Brother Fifteen is afraid that he is in danger, I will replace him!" The reason why he wanted to replace Pang Fifteen instead of assisting in boxing,
I just want to abide by an old rule in the world, that is:
Don't bully the few with more!
Feng Jiuxiao smiled slightly and said: "It's okay, just wait a little longer. It's rare for Shi Fifteen to have this opportunity to practice, so let him try again. If you really encounter danger, it won't be too late for you to go!"
Zeng Yong said: "I'm afraid it's too late if we are really in danger!"
Feng Jiuxiao looked at Pang Shishi's tall body and suddenly said solemnly: "As long as you don't die, you can go to the next level!"
Some things can't be obtained without paying.
The so-called great sacrifice means great gain. The greater the price a person pays, the greater the reward will naturally be!
When a person fights for something with his life, or risks his life, what he wins must be immeasurable and priceless!
Zeng Yong said: "You are so relieved! If it were anyone else, I would doubt his motives! He is too casual with his brothers!"
Feng Jiuxiao's eyes flashed and she said sternly: "It is precisely because he is my brother that I have to be strict with him! Strictness means love, while tolerance means harm. If you want him to grow into a towering tree, you have to let him continue to experience wind and rain!
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The eyes of the Great Sun Tathagata statue kept firing blue-gang flying knives. Countless blue-gang flying knives hit the surrounding mountain walls with scars. Some towering ancient trees were blown away by the blue light, causing sawdust to fly. Several times, they almost hit Yuzhou.
Disciple of Sixth Hall!
Although the flying knives from the eyes of the Great Sun Tathagata kept shooting at Pang Shishi, the huge Japanese sword condensed with blue light in his hand never fired!
Pang Shiwu naturally saw the opponent's trick, but he just wanted to use the blue-manged flying knife as a cover to attack the east and the west. The real killing move must be pinned on the blue-manged Japanese sword!
The other party has been "bearing the humiliation" and would rather be beaten passively, just waiting for an opportunity to appear!
Once the opportunity comes, this statue of the Great Sun Tathagata will naturally use all its strength to wield the blue-manged Japanese sword to give itself a fatal blow!
Pang Shiwu secretly mobilized his inner strength, and the bloody sword in his hand was already surrounded by electric snakes. Countless red snake-like electric lights were wandering around the sword, making a squeaking sound. The majestic momentum was quite shocking!
Those red electric snakes seem to be trying to break free from the shackles of the blood sword and wander wildly!
The true energy in Pang Shiwu's body began to surge non-stop, pouring continuously into the blood sword. The true energy traveled inside the blood sword and then returned again.
However, the infuriating energy that returns is no longer simply the original infuriating energy, but is supplemented with overwhelming blood energy and fighting spirit!
The returned true energy returns to the body along the palms of the hands. It circulates quickly and is much stronger than before!
One of the magical properties of the Blood Rain Fragrance Sword is that it allows the sword owner to lift himself up to one level and overwhelm the enemy's other level. One is counter-intuitive and the other is positive. There is a gap between the two levels! A peak person from the seventh level can fight against a peak from the ninth level!
At this moment, with the help of the blood sword, he is already at the peak of the Eighth Realm!
The invisible shield formed by the body's protective energy began to gradually expand outwards, and countless electric lights flashed red light flying wildly, like electric snakes emitting red light walking up and down the glass shield, and the electric snakes moved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It becomes thicker and thicker, and what changes is that the invisible shield becomes bigger and bigger. The red lights swim and dance and interweave into a flashing red power grid. Occasionally sparks fly. At this time, the fog is hazy, but the light of the power grid shines.
The movement is extremely dazzling!
Pang Shiwu’s blood sword thunder pool finally took shape!
He wants to give it a try!
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