Heavenly Dao Cultivation System

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Southland.

Hundreds of thousands of mountains, deep valleys.

Among the relics of the strong in the holy world, inside the Jinluang Hall.

"Damn beast, I must kill you."

The frustrated Mu Qingya roared, her face was fierce, and she used a powerful combat technique of Swordsman Pavilion.

-"The Return of Ten Thousand Swords".

"The Return of Ten Thousand Swords" is said to have been created by the ancestor of the Daojian Pavilion.

Since the establishment of the sword pavilion, almost no warrior has been able to cultivate this combat technique to the highest level!

At that time, when Mu Qingya chose this combat technique, the elders of Gongfa Pavilion also warned her.

He said that although the power of this set of combat skills is powerful, the difficulty of its cultivation is very large, and it is time-consuming, and it is difficult to achieve something.

but-

Mu Qingya did not listen to persuasion at the time.

Because of Gongfa Pavilion's other combat skills, she hardly looked down upon her, except for this one, "The Return of Ten Thousand Swords".

So for the past two years, she has been practicing this combat skill, and she has never used it.

The last time she was chased by that bison in Shiwan Dashan, it was because she lacked enough confidence in this combat skill, so she didn't use it at the critical moment of life and death.

But now, Mu Qingya has almost lost her reason, no matter whether she can successfully use "The Return of Ten Thousand Swords", she still decides to use this powerful combat technique.

The training of combat skills is generally divided into four realms, namely:

First look at the doorway!

Enter the hall!

Superb!

The pinnacle!

The deeper the cultivator can reach, the more powerful the combat skills displayed.

however.

For the combat skill of "The Return of Ten Thousand Swords", only when it reaches the level of surpassing abilities, can it burst out tens of thousands of Qi swords in an instant, and reach the real tens of thousands of swords.

and so-

If you can't reach the realm above the supernatural transformation, even if you can summon the venting sword, it is just a few sparse sword qi, and it is not lethal.

Mu Qingya has been practicing "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" for two years, but only occasionally has reached a level of superb quality.

To put it simply.

If she casts "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" ten times, perhaps only one or two will be able to reach the level of surpassing, summoning tens of thousands of Qi swords.

However, once she really summoned tens of thousands of divine swords, she would probably be seriously injured on the spot even if she was an invincible powerhouse of the first level of the gods.

This is the power of "The Return of Ten Thousand Swords"!

"This, this is "The Return of Ten Thousand Swords"?"

When Mu Qingya had just performed this combat skill, a surprised voice rang from the secret room.

Obviously, the assassin hiding in the dark has also heard of this combat skill.

after all-

The Patriarch of the Daojian Pavilion back then was famous all over the world for his powerful combat skills, "The Return of Ten Thousand Swords". No one dared to recruit or provoke him.

From this it can be seen that if this combat skill is really cultivated to the realm of Dzogchen, the power that erupts is extremely terrifying.

Regrettably.

Under the situation of losing control of emotion and extremely critical situation, Mu Qingya obviously failed, and did not summon tens of thousands of magic swords.

Even, because of prolonged invigoration of sword energy, the true essence in her body has been consumed too much, and it is now at the end of the crossbow, unable to compete with the black assassin at all.

"Hahaha, even with your level of rubbish, you want to use "The Return of Ten Thousand Swords" to hit the old man? It's too naive."

The black assassin sneered disdainfully.

"Today, I will show you the fame of our Tianshamen!"

The man in black was so rampant that he didn't even use secret methods anymore, because he didn't think it was necessary.

Gradually-

The body of the black-clothed assassin appeared in the secret room, and the other party was looking at the pale Mu Qingya with a sneer.

"The combat technique failed and the true essence was exhausted. Now, what do you use to fight me? Beauty!"

The black-clothed assassin said with a lewd smile, "Why don't you come back to the Heavenly Shamen with me and be my concubine?

In this way, I can not only spare your life, but also take you to drink spicy food, how about it? "

The eyes of the black assassin were full of greed at the moment.

He took Mu Qingya's figure and saw his feet from the head.

I have to say that this beauty is indeed too pretty.

Although it is said that martial arts are the most important thing in the cultivation world, some martial artists just like beauty.

The reason why they practice martial arts is because martial arts can better capture beauty.

Therefore, seeing the bumpy Mu Qingya, the black assassin was moved for a while.

He couldn't help thinking in secret.

If the arrogant woman of the sword sect can be brought under her command, it seems that it is also a good choice.

however.

Just when he just said this sentence, he suddenly felt the temperature drop sharply in the entire secret room.

An inexplicable sense of danger instantly enveloped his whole body, making him horrified.

In the dark, he seemed to feel an oppression similar to Tianwei.

Ok?

The black-clothed assassin trembled, the smile on his face instantly solidified, and he looked around vigilantly.

Whoosh whoosh! !

His powerful soul power swept out, checking the situation in the entire secret room over and over again.

but-

What makes him very puzzled is.

Everything in the entire secret room is normal, except for him and the woman in front of him, there is no third person, and there is no soul power to detect it.

To know.

Every inch of the entire Jinluang Hall can block the power of the soul of the martial artist of the gods.

Others want to check them outside the Golden Luang Hall, there is no such possibility at all.

Therefore, when he completely sealed the door of the secret room, it meant that this place was already an independent space.

Even the warrior next door can't extend the power of the soul into the secret room where they are.

But now.

He really felt a force of oppression, which made him very puzzled.

The scariest thing is.

In this oppressive force, there is also a strong Tian Might, which seems to be able to use the power of Tian Dao to completely blast him at any time.

What the black assassin didn't know was.

Above his head.

A pair of huge eyes of heaven is extremely angry, and murderous intent is bound to appear in the eyes, and the deep consciousness of heaven has already locked him firmly.

Regrettably.

The Eye of Heaven that Su Yan currently possessed was not enough to kill the martial artist in the eighth stage of the **** realm peak realm.

Otherwise, based on the words of the black assassin just now, Su Yan would definitely kill him 10,000 times.

This **** who doesn't know how to live or die, even dare to molested his own woman. Isn't this the old birthday star drinking arsenic, and his life is too long?

Therefore, Su Yan was so angry.

Just when the man in black was uncertain.

With a bang.

The door of the secret room was forcibly blasted open, and a young man with a giant sword behind the door stood indifferently at the door of the secret room.

This person is the Qingyang who was sent by Su Yan.

Sure enough, someone!

The assassin in black was shocked, his face changed again and again.

He said in disbelief, "This secret room can block all the perceptions of the martial artist. How do you know we are here?"

When saying this.

The black-clothed assassin has turned the secret method of the Tiansha Gate to the extreme, ready to hide his body in the air at any time.

Because when he faced the clear wind, he felt that the opposite person was not a person, but a mountain, which created a huge pressure on him invisibly.

Moreover, the opponent's realm is not low, but a real ninth-grade **** realm pinnacle, which is a big realm higher than him.

Although, almost all the killers of their Tiansha Gate can leapfrog the challenge and kill people.

Sometimes, they can even kill people across several big realms, but when facing this young man, he actually felt a little timid, which is simply unimaginable.

After all, Feng Qingyang's ability to discover their existence through the secret room must have some unknown means.

Therefore, the assassin in black, who had always been cautious, completely regarded Feng Qingyang as his enemy at this time, and did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all.

Decades of assassination experience taught him a truth.

Not to mention facing a warrior at a higher level, even if he is facing an unprofessional one at a lower level, he must go all out to kill the opponent with the fastest means.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even know how to die by then.

Feng Qingyang looked indifferent, slowly took out the door giant sword on his back, pointed the tip of the giant sword at the black-clothed assassin, and said word by word.

"I don't know how to live or die, even if you dare to get in touch with my master's woman, is there any reason to not die?"

Before the words fell, Feng Qingyang had already turned into a black shadow, with a powerful aura, rushing towards the black-clothed assassin.

at the same time.

The door giant sword in his hand slashed at the black assassin fiercely.

"Hmph, even if you are at a higher level than me? Faced with the assassin killer of our Tiansha Gate, even if you are a strong god, you may not be able to kill me!"

Seeing that Feng Qingyang started fighting without saying a word, the black-clothed assassin was also extremely angry.

He had the most brilliant combat skills, but he was able to kill the invincible powerhouse at the peak of the gods.

Feng Qingyang is only the Ninth Stage of the Divine Realm, what is it?

So, the black assassin thought in his heart.

First take the boy in front of him, and then use torture to ask him how he found himself.

If you can squeeze a special practice method from the opponent's body to perceive, then you will make a lot of money.

Thinking of this, a look of greed appeared on the black assassin's face.

When Feng Qingyang rushed over, he hid his body like lightning.

Hidden body, secretly assassinated, this is the special skill of their assassins.

He is not a stupid, of course it is impossible to fight against Feng Qingyang with a real sword.

With a bang, the chamber trembles.

One after another huge sparks came from the sharp wind of the sword.

Feng Qingyang cut out a long sword mark on the ground that was originally extremely hard.

However, the black assassin had already hid in another corner and was looking at him with a sneer.

Therefore, Feng Qingyang's first critical strike failed.

In the corner behind Feng Qingyang, the black-clothed assassin smiled coldly, "Boy, I don't care who the master behind you is, but you want to kill me, it's still a bit too tender.

How can the power of our Tiansha Gate be resisted by ants like you? "

The tone of the black-clothed assassin was full of ridicule, and it seemed that he didn't pay attention to Feng Qingyang at all.

But what he didn't know was.

When he retreated to another corner, his body had been exposed uncontrollably.

At this time, Feng Qingyang could see him with the naked eye without even using the power of his soul.

Sadly.

The assassin of the Heavenly Fiend Clan was still using his sect's secret techniques with all his strength, and he didn't even realize that his body had actually been exposed.

Therefore, when Feng Qingyang slashed again with the giant sword on the door, he thought he only needed to dodge.

As everyone knows—

When he dodged forward, Feng Qingyang's door giant sword also turned an arc.

This! !

Seeing Feng Qingyang's giant sword slashed at him again, the black-clothed assassin's face changed drastically, and his pupils shrank rapidly.

He never expected it.

Feng Qingyang could actually see his body after using the secret method of Tiansha Gate to hide.

Because just now Feng Qingyang's giant sword was obviously cut to the other side.

And when he quickly dodged to another corner, Feng Qingyang's door-panel giant sword unexpectedly reluctantly slammed into his chest again.

While terrified, the black assassin hurriedly used his blood to condense several layers of battle armor on his body.

Because of this time.

In front of him is the giant sword of the door with Qingyang, and behind him is the wall of the secret room, it is impossible to avoid it.

Therefore, he can only maximize his defenses, and block the dagger in his hand toward the wind-qingyang door giant sword.

There was a muffled bang.

The dagger in the hands of the black-clothed assassin fell to the ground with a bang under the huge impact of Feng Qingyang.

And Feng Qingyang's door-panel giant sword slashed fiercely in his chest.

Pouch!

A mouthful of blood spurted from the black-clothed assassin's mouth.

Click! Click! !

Click! Click! !

As the black-clothed assassin rolled to the ground, the sound of the broken armor continued to be heard from his body.

The powerful blow just now shattered his armor.

"How is this possible?"

The black assassin was horrified, his face was full of shock.

The young man in front of him broke his cognition once again.

The opponent can not only accurately locate his body, but also has great power.

This little beast not only knocked off his dagger with an epee, but also shattered his armor.

Such a terrifying power, I am afraid that only the legendary natural divine power can do it!

In another corner of the secret room.

Mu Qingya was also shocked in place.

She opened her mouth slightly, and there was an incredible look in her eyes.

At this moment, her mind was full of countless questions.

First of all, Feng Qingyang is a genius disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and is said to be a personal disciple of a certain elder of the Hehuan Sect.

And he is a member of the sword sect, why would the other party help himself for no reason?

Second, what Feng Qingyang said before, "Is there any reason for not dying if the woman who afflicts his master's finger?" What does this sentence mean?"

Who is this master in his mouth?

In the depths of Mu Qingya's mind, she had long considered herself Su Yan's woman.

Therefore, after hearing Feng Qingyang's words, she brought Su Yan in with a wicked mess.

"Is it Su Yan?"

Mu Qingya thought about it carefully, and felt that this kind of thing is completely impossible.

How could a genius disciple of the Acacia Sect be Su Yan's servant?

In addition to being surprised that Feng Qingyang would make a sudden move, Mu Qingya was also shocked by Feng Qingyang's tremendous combat power.

She couldn't believe it when she was killed.

Feng Qingyang, who had only entered the Hehuan Sect for half a year, had actually been promoted to the pinnacle of the Ninth Stage of the God Realm, and his combat power was stronger than himself, which was really terrifying.

Because, while cultivating geniuses, every major force will also secretly investigate the geniuses of the major forces.

Anyone who can rank in the top ten among the big forces will be firmly locked in by other forces.

Because of these ten geniuses, when they participate in the Southern Territory Competition in the future, they will be the rivals of all their forces.

Therefore, the realm of each genius and their true combat power will be secretly investigated by the major forces.

Feng Qingyang, as a new genius disciple of the Hehuan Sect, was also accepted as a direct disciple by the top elders of the sect. Of course, he has also received the attention of other big forces.

That's why Mu Qingya knew.

It took less than half a year for Feng Qingyang to enter the Hehuan Sect, and he went from a first-rank martial artist to the ninth rank of the gods.

"No, it's definitely not like this."

Mu Qingya shook her head desperately.

She really couldn't believe what kind of genius she was to be able to advance to the eighth rank in a short period of six months.

To know.

Mu Qingya herself is a peerless arrogant person who has attracted everyone's attention, but even so, it took her three full years to reach the 8-Rank pinnacle state.

This is because her martial arts talent is very outstanding, and her cultivation is also very diligent, so that she can stand out from the many geniuses and reach the third-rank promotion speed in a year.

All the time.

In addition to other people's evaluation of herself as a genius, Mu Qingya also naturally felt that she was a well-deserved son of heaven.

But now, comparing with the wind Qingyang in front of her, she suddenly felt that she was a trash.

Not only her Mu Qingya, but also more than 90% of the geniuses will be eclipsed in front of Feng Qingyang.

Because she had never heard of any genius in Qingzhou that could be promoted to the eighth rank within half a year. This is completely impossible.

Even if you use the pill every day to instill it, it is impossible to advance to so many great realms in just six months.

"You, what do you want to do?"

A terrified voice suddenly interrupted Mu Qingya's thinking.

She hurriedly looked at the black assassin on the ground, only to find that the opponent's hands and feet had been cut off by Feng Qingyang.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding! !

Mu Qingya hurriedly stepped back a few steps, looking at Feng Qingyang's back with a look of fear, completely frightened by his methods.

The scariest thing is.

After Feng Qingyang cut off the black-clothed assassin's limbs, he didn't give up, instead, he put the spire of the heavy sword on the black-clothed assassin's forehead.

Swipe it! !

After a flash of sword light, Feng Qingyang left a word on his forehead amidst the screams of the black assassin.

only.

Because he couldn't bear the huge pain, the black assassin was rolling on the floor in pain, so Mu Qingya didn't know that Feng Qingyang left a font on the black assassin's forehead.

"You, you despicable and shameless villain, just kill me."

The black-clothed assassin lay on the ground, screaming hysterically.

The devil in front of him not only broke his golden body, but also cut off his hands and feet.

Even after he became a useless person, the other party hadn't let him go.

The black assassin was suffocated to the extreme.

He broke his head and couldn't figure it out.

Where did he offend the young man in front of him, so that he made this beast so crazy!

"Kill you? You are too naive to think."

Feng Qingyang smiled faintly, with deep disdain in his eyes, "Actually, you should be glad that you met me.

If it were my master, it would not be as simple as breaking his hands and feet. "

Thinking of Su Yan's way of doing things, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but shudder at this moment.

Although he is completely obedient to Su Yan now, his previous memories have not disappeared, and he still has his own independent thinking.

Therefore, after he regarded Su Yan as the real master, he was also very afraid of Su Yan's methods.

"Master? By the way, who is your master?"

The black assassin on the ground suddenly remembered.

The reason why the boy in front of him shot at him was entirely because of the master behind him.

"You don't deserve to know his name."

Feng Qingyang let out a chuckle, and the giant sword in his hand drew a few sword lights again.

After a flash of sword energy, the two ears of the black assassin quietly disappeared.

One ear even flew to Mu Qingya's feet.

The **** ears suddenly frightened Mu Qingya and Huarong paled, her delicate body was trembling, and her breathing became rapid.

"Ah, my ears, my ears!"

After two full breaths, the black assassin realized.

Two of his ears were cut off by the boy in front of him, and a piercing pain instantly spread to his whole body, making him desperate for life.

"Beast, you inhuman beast, just kill me."

The black-clothed assassin hit the ground with his head severely.

As a powerhouse at the eighth stage of the gods, he actually cried now.

This kind of inability to survive and death to end in a miserable way is even more uncomfortable than going to hell.

"Kill you, it will dirty my sword."

Feng Qingyang smiled faintly.

He threw the giant sword in his hand into the air, and then inserted it into the scabbard behind him without fail.

The whole movement was smooth and flowing, just like a peerless sword repairman, it was as unrestrained as possible.

The breeze at this moment is clear, and if you change into a set of white clothes, it will probably cause countless women to scream for it.

But what no one knows is.

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