When Nie Feng heard that the Emperor of Hell said that he was going to start practicing the 'Sinking River Cutoff', Nie Feng's expression quickly turned serious. But soon, Nie Feng's expression turned down again. The reason was that the Emperor of Hell still insisted on saying something like 'Hypocrisy, don't
face' and the like.
"Emperor~~ You also know that I have no choice, right? That old guy's strength is much higher than mine. If not, what if he turns against me and beats me into a meat pie?" Nie Feng said with a bitter face.
Said to the Emperor of Hell.
"Exactly, I can kill an old man who is only at the soul-forging level with one hand! Yes, your sect is really shabby. Even a guy of this level can be an elder. It's so low-level."
After saying this, the King of Hell still shook his head in a nonchalant manner.
After hearing what Emperor Yan said, Nie Feng really didn't know how to answer. In fact, in terms of strength, Tianjian Sect is already a first-class sect in the Eastern Gods and Demons Continent. Among them, the strength of the Ming Sect and the Dark Sect has reached the earth level.
At the spirit condensation level, the four elders are also around the soul refining level, and there is Wu Yingzhong who is on par with the master of the Dark Sect, not to mention the peak master of the seven peaks of the outer sect.
A sect has at least seven earth-level powerhouses in charge. This is only the apparent strength. But even with this apparent strength, Tianjian Sect is already extremely tyrannical. At least Tianming Sect and Tianjian Sect are extremely powerful.
Zongbi is completely in two different realms.
Of course, these levels may be looked down upon in the eyes of the Emperor of Hell, but in the eyes of Nie Feng, they are already unattainable. Not to mention the seven earth-level powerhouses of the Shenyue Gate Sect, even Feng Bian, the current Nie Feng cannot reach it.
It's close. After all, he is now in the fourth level of body tempering. Compared with Fengbian, he is really far behind.
"Don't worry, I am young, beautiful, knowledgeable, capable, and an invincible girl. You will soon surpass that damn old man." He wanted to pat Nie Feng on the shoulder, but found that the height difference was too far.
The Emperor of Hell had no choice but to pout angrily and kick Nie Feng's calf with his little foot.
"Who taught you this~~~" Nie Feng broke into a cold sweat when he heard the narcissistic praise from the Emperor of Hell.
"I don't know~~ Anyway, it just suddenly appeared in my mind. Forget it, this description can indeed reflect my greatness." He tilted his head and thought for a while, Hell Emperor really didn't know why he knew these words.
, without noticing that Nie Feng was already covered in cold sweat.
"By the way, I almost forgot." As he said that, the Emperor of Hell suddenly turned around and looked at Nie Feng, his eyes instantly turned red. The moment he caught the Emperor of Hell's gaze, Nie Feng fell into a sluggish state.
("Sinking River Cuts Off and Breaks", the force is stronger than the tidal surge, and it can shake mountains and rivers. After practicing to the transformation state, it can cut off the flow of rivers, reverse the power of sea tides, and is a low-level sword skill at the earth level.)
"Remember what I said?" Standing on the Baizhang Waterfall, the Emperor of Hell asked Nie Feng, who was standing under the waterfall with the Emperor of Hell's Pojun in his hand, through spiritual communication.
I saw Nie Feng standing under the waterfall and being washed away by the violent current. On his wrists, two disproportionately huge black locks were tightly locking Nie Feng's hands. The same was true for his feet.
Needless to say, Nie Feng, who was locked by such heavy locks and stood under the waterfall, could not even lift his hands.
"Remember, I remember, but do you think I can do it?" Nie Feng said to Yan Huang with a wry smile before he raised the hand holding the sword with all his energy.
"I don't care about that, anyway, this is how Shenjiang Duanliupo practices." With a hum, the Emperor of Hell continued: "Then, let's begin!"
After saying that, the Emperor of Hell pushed the two pieces of logs that were hugged by one person down the waterfall. The rushing water immediately rushed the logs down. The logs flowing down the water rushed towards Nie Feng under the waterfall with thunderous momentum and momentum.
go.
The huge log fell down the waterfall, and its powerful force was no less than a blow from a body-tempering eighth-level warrior. Faced with such a terrifying force, Nie Feng naturally could not just ignore it, and quickly mobilized all his energy to prepare to contend.
'when'
Yanhuang Pojun just swung upwards and hit the log, but before Nie Feng could use his power, the momentum of the log broke Nie Feng's sword and smashed it directly towards Nie Feng. Seeing that the situation was not good,
Nie Feng wanted to leave immediately.
The heavy shackles made Nie Feng unable to move at all. After looking at the suddenly heavier shackles on his ankles in horror, a thick log held by one person hit Nie Feng hard on his body.
'Wow!' The first log hit Nie Feng's body. Even though he was as strong as Nie Feng, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. The second log came one after another. Seeing this, Nie Feng immediately raised his hand to block it.
The second log did not hit him, but it shocked Nie Feng enough. Fortunately, these logs were tied with ropes and would not fall directly to the ground. Otherwise, Nie Feng might have been seriously injured. This was also because of the Emperor of Hell.
It seemed that Nie Feng was practicing for the first time, so he tied the rope.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood again, Nie Feng finally understood how difficult it was to master the Shenjiang River Breaker. "When you can continuously push five logs as thick as a person's arms back to the upper waterfall under restraint," he said.
Above, and if you complete three groups in a row, then Shenjiang Duanliu Po can be regarded as an introduction."
But soon, Nie Feng's eyes flashed with a determined look again. In the Shenyue Sect, Nie Feng had already cultivated an unyielding spirit. What's more, this time he was practicing earth-level martial arts. No matter how hard it was, Nie Feng
No fear either.
After adjusting the vitality in his body, Nie Feng opened his eyes again, and then used mental contact to say to the Emperor of Hell: "Go on, I can do it."
"Very good! Such a talent is worthy of my appreciation!" Seeing that Nie Feng only adjusted his breath slightly and then asked him to continue training, the Emperor of Hell showed a smile of appreciation. Of course, this smile came from the face of a little girl like Emperor Yama.
It appears on the page, it’s a bit strange, so there’s nothing wrong with it.
In the following days, in addition to the necessary food, drink and recovery, Nie Feng was completely immersed in practicing Shenjiang Duan Liu Po day and night. Under the uninterrupted practice, Nie Feng was already scarred.
Of course, Nie Feng's efforts were not unrewarded. In such practice, time passed quietly.
Five logs, thick enough for one person to hold in his arms, fell down the waterfall. Nie Feng, who was under the waterfall, closed his eyes at this moment, as if the falling logs had nothing to do with him.
The logs were quickly rushed not far from Nie Feng's head. Seeing that Nie Feng was about to be hit by five logs with thunderous momentum, and was seriously injured on the spot, Nie Feng's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a god
Light suddenly burst out from Nie Feng's eyes.
"drink!!!"
Ignoring the weight of the huge shackles on his hands and feet, Nie Feng suddenly waved the Emperor's Pojun in his hand at the moment when the first log was about to hit his head.
The moment the blunt sword landed on the top of the log, a powerful explosive force was suddenly transmitted to the log. Then, the log was pushed upstream by Nie Feng's power, while Nie Feng's Yanhuang Pojun kept hitting one after another.
On the logs that fell next, the logs that were shaken by Nie Feng's powerful force were swept upstream one after another.
When the log was about to rush out of the waterfall, the log finally rushed down again under the wash of the water. Nie Feng, who had already known the result, did not panic at all, and continued to use his sword to blast the log up the waterfall.
After being swept up the waterfall by the sword three times in a row, the log finally couldn't bear the impact of Nie Feng and the water flow in both directions and collapsed. With a loud explosion, the five logs that were thick enough for one person to hold finally shattered into pieces.
"Finally successful~~~" Seeing the countless pieces of wood washed down by the water, Nie Feng showed a long-lost smile, and then a burst of fatigue hit Nie Feng.
"It seems there is no problem." Seeing that Nie Feng had successfully carried five logs that were thick enough for one person to carry them back and forth three times, the Emperor of Hell immediately flashed in front of Nie Feng and said with satisfaction: "I didn't expect that it would only take so much more than half a month.
, you successfully pushed five logs upstream, which is not bad, but of course it is much worse than the emperor."
"Is it not bad?" After hearing what Emperor Yama said, Nie Feng, who was already tired and sat down on the water, couldn't help but reveal a wry smile. Nie Feng was already used to Emperor Yama's comments. Anyway, in the end, he would definitely be better than Yan.
The emperor was much worse, and Nie Feng had learned to ignore it automatically.
"Hmph, you're not satisfied yet?" After saying that, the Emperor of Hell pointed his finger, and the heavy shackles that bound Nie Feng's hands and feet quickly dissolved like a candle burned by fire.
"What's going on?" Nie Feng asked a little strangely when he saw the Emperor of Hell removed the restraints on his hands and feet. After all, Nie Feng had been used to being locked up with heavy restraints under the waterfall these days. Suddenly,
Without it, the relaxed Nie Feng was really not used to it.
"Nonsense, of course I want you to try what you have achieved during this period." After giving Nie Feng a blank look, Emperor Yama said, "Do you think I am just helping you hang up those things for fun? Get ready.
, is coming!”
After saying that, the Emperor of Hell swayed and disappeared from Nie Feng's eyes again. Then, Nie Feng heard the sound of logs falling into the water from above the waterfall.
Hearing this extremely familiar voice, Nie Feng quickly listened to the flow of the water. After untying his restraints, Nie Feng felt that his mind was a hundred times more agile than before. This was a strange feeling of being suddenly liberated. Soon
, Nie Feng felt a huge force knocking him down.
"drink!!"
As soon as his eyes opened, Nie Feng, who had lost the restraint of his great power, suddenly waved the Yama Emperor Po Army in his hand. A strong ray of light burst out from the Yama Emperor Po Army in Nie Feng's hand. Then, Shen Jiang Duan Liu Po's cultivation method was as follows
The tide flooded into Nie Feng's mind.
"The Shenjiang River is cut off and its flow is broken. The power is overwhelming!!"
Nie Feng used the sword force, which was as dense and continuous as a stormy sea, in an instant. The powerful and terrifying force not only blasted several giant trees that were as thick as three people could hug each other until they flew up into the sky and turned into wooden pieces, but also sent them flying down.
The large waterfall kept pushing up. Not a single drop of water under Nie Feng could penetrate Nie Feng's sword net. Instead, it was forced to flow in the opposite direction. Tens of thousands of tons of water were forced to flow backwards on the spot by Nie Feng's martial arts!
"Is this the entry-level technique of Shenjiang Duanliupo?" Nie Feng was shocked when he saw the huge power of his moves. He also found that the vitality in his body was quickly drained. A burst of darkness hit, and Nie Feng passed out.