Looking at the sword moves you have learned, Jing Shifanghui's pure defensive sword moves only have one move, and there is no choice.

With the seal of Baoshan, the body and sword are integrated, like a towering mountain. I can't move without the wind and rain.

There are hundreds of star scattered sword moves in the Sword Hall Stone Wall, all kinds of which are available, but there is no trace of killing and pure defense. Only the treasure mountain seal sword of the Immortal King Sword Skill.

If you don’t move the sword technique of the Mingwang and the Buddhist sword technique, you will never shake it if you are firm in your mind.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna practiced by Jing Shifang came from Buddhism, so he conducted a careful investigation of the Buddhist sects, especially the names of Pure Land Sect and Kashyapa Tantra.

However, I couldn't see these two sects after reading all the classics about the sects in Kun Tower.

None of the seven families in the Great Wilderness Dynasty was related to Buddhism, and the same was true for several nearby countries, and there were no traces of Buddhism.

As for the Western Regions, he only mentioned it in a note from his predecessors - to the west of the mainland, thousands of miles away from the Great Wilderness Dynasty, the people believed in Buddhism and were surrounded by Buddha countries. In this area, Buddhism was prosperous, and various Buddhist martial arts were not inferior to other parts of the mainland.

There are very few Buddhist martial arts in Wanluo Academy, and it is a coincidence that they can have a single move of Mingwang Sword Technique.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the ancient giant elephant shone brightly, and a foot of light illuminated the entire sea of ​​consciousness. A illusory sword shadow condensed, not the Juying sword in Jing Shifang's hand, or even any sword he had seen.

The sword is simple and simple. There is a statue of the Ming King Buddha at the hilt, which is in anger. The Buddha's light soars into the sky, echoing the ancient giant elephant.

boom!

The giant palm of the true energy fell, and the air waves rose up. The No. 1 ring sank for a while after a loud bang. The original shape of the ring could no longer be seen, and it was completely destroyed in this "Mind the Universe".

There were many shocking sounds coming from the ring, and this palm was much more powerful than the one in front. It was not an exaggeration to call it a place that collapsed and broke.

A figure half-kneeled in the pile of gravels. After a long silence, he coughed violently, and the ground was covered with blood. The weak figure stood up resolutely, and his limbs were trembling slightly. He mastered the universe and seemed to have really crushed every bone in his body.

"Can you still support it? You are indeed very strong. I originally planned to use this way to master the universe against the inner disciples." Jiang Long spat out a mouthful of blood and reached out to wipe it off, his face turned much pale.

This stance is indeed powerful in mastering the universe, but it is also a huge burden on Jiang Long's body and cannot be used casually.

"Ahem... your palm technique is amazing, but this time the title is mine!"

Jing Shifang's figure flashed and quickly swept across the river dragon. The sword light in his hand was like a dizzy, and there was a circle in the circle.

The Baoshan Seal Sword was in a rock shape, resisting the control of the universe. He was almost bombarded into the ground, as if several mountains were squeezed from all directions. The power of ten thousand pounds was irresistible.

Fortunately, the Mingwang Sword Art is worthy of being a famous defensive sword technique in Buddhism. When the True Yuan giant palm comes, there is a sound of elephant sound, and the feet are rooted and cannot be shaken. At least 50% of the power is resolved.

The remaining half of the power was blocked by the golden silk inner armor, and the damage faced by the body was only 30% of the palm power at most.

Even so, Jing Shifang felt pain, his bones broke inch, his clothes were torn, and his body was covered with blood.

Jiang Long looked at it and was dazzled, unable to see through the flowers in the fog, so he simply waved his palm and banged.

The aura of the mountains and rivers was swept away from each other, trying to block Jing Shifang halfway.

"Unstopped. I'm tired. If I can't hurt Jiang Long with this blow, the smaller the winning rate will be!" Jing Shifang's heart is like a mirror. The other party's idea is to entangle with the giant palm of true energy and consume his sword power.

If Jiang Long's plan is fulfilled, the sword force will slow down and the flowers in the fog will be unpredictable, as if they are dreamy and illusory, it will be impossible for Jiang Long to seriously hurt.

He was like a dragon, soaring gracefully. Jing Shifang jumped up several meters in a vertical direction and avoided the first wave of True Energy giant palms.

Jiang Long shouted loudly. Two more palms hit him. This time he had experience and had a distance between them and covered all the dodging space.

Since Yan Yun’s Three Lords are secret techniques, how can it be that simple?

As soon as he pulled up, he rushed up five or six meters without any pause, and then rushed to the left to avoid all the second wave of True Energy Giant Palm.

Since the battle, Jiang Long's face, with a normal expression, finally showed a look of surprise. His body was indeed beyond his expectations. He changed directions continuously in the air, his body was light and free, and his span was so large that he failed to lose his palms in succession.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that the true energy has been exhausted so much since the fierce battle, and the lack of palm power of swallowing mountains and rivers.

Three turns!

After the third change of direction and leap in the small-scale realm, Jing Shifang was approaching Jiang Long. The sword tip pointed, Jiang Long's body was covered by his sword light.

"Flip your hand... for the cloud!" Jiang Long stretched out his left palm and slowly flipped down. He just turned halfway through his head and there was dark clouds in the sky, which was piled up into a mountain, and it felt heavy to press down.

Before the palm power was reached, Jing Shifang's heart sank, and a strong pressure was covering him.

Scream! Scream! Scream!

Three blood flowers splattered, Jiang Long had a sword hole on his right arm and legs, and blood flowed wildly.

Looking at the flowers in the fog, in just a moment, three swords stabbed Jiang Long's body, which made him not even feel the idea of ​​resisting.

When the sword light stabbed towards the left arm, a terrifying ball of true energy shocked and bounced away directly, but failed.

Jing Shifang blinked and released four swords, and then a ten-foot cloud dragon pounced down from the sky, causing him to fly backwards when it hit him.

Puff! Jiang Long's face was like gold paper, and his beads of sweat were flowing wildly. His body lost weight in an instant, especially his left palm, and his skin was already tightly close to his bones.

The third style of the Human Emperor's Overlord Fist is turned into a cloud, but in the end, he only blasted half of his palm, but failed to make it successful.

Yunlong turned over and was about to attack again, but with a thud, countless clouds dispersed, the dragon's body disintegrated and disappeared.

On the arena that has become a ruin, Jing Shifang and Jiang Long are both seriously injured and exhausted.

One of them was half-legged and turned his hand into Yun, and Yunlong hit his chest and his eyes went black. If it weren't for the golden inner armor blocking it, the ribs on his chest would have been broken at this time;

A forced urge to drive the Human Emperor's Fist, the true energy backfires, the Dantian was damaged, and three more sword injuries were injured on his body, and there were also a trace of sword energy flowing in his body, and the meridians sting from time to time.

"Oh, it's wonderful, it's really wonderful!" The wise master of Tianyuan Pavilion guarding the pavilion sat back and sighed.

This final was full of twists and turns. When everyone thought that Jiang Long would win, Jing Shifang showed his amazing swordsmanship and fought in a similar way. Then Jiang Long played his trump card in succession and used the last two moves of the Human Emperor's Fist. Jing Shifang broke up with moves, but he could still block it.

From the perspective of Master Shouge, less than one-third of the inner disciples can reach this level.

"Even the turn of hand to make the cloud almost come out. Jiang Long has undoubtedly the bloodline of the Holy Ancestor, and he has great prospects!"

"That's right, Cao Teng from Canglan Valley has a trace of Chu Li's bloodline. He also practices the Human Emperor's Fist, who is a strong man among the core disciples of Canglan Valley!"

Two wise masters were amazed, and Chu Li's bloodline was so thin that it was only a few people who could still inspire him. No matter what qualifications such people were of other aspects, they had at least two royal martial arts skills that could be carefully studied and practiced, and had infinite expansion and progress.

The ancient eyes were full of colorful eyes, but they looked at Jing Shifang: "Good boy, I couldn't recognize it last time I saw it, and I almost missed a talent!"

"You mean Jing Shifang?"

"That's right! With the seventh level of body refining cultivation against Jiang Long, who is the ninth level of body refining, this sword technique has become his own style. If I ask me, the next disciple in the academy who has the most hope of understanding the sword intent is him!"

"Sword Intent? Gu Lao, he relied on the benefits of intermediate spiritual weapons, which took advantage of Jiang Long!" The wise master of the Gu Pavilion was a little puzzled. He never thought that Gu Lao's evaluation of Jing Shifang was so high, but he forgot Jiang Long with Chu Li's bloodline.

"The spiritual weapon is powerful, but the bloodline is not powerful? The Chu Li royal family's martial arts are only a few sects. The people who have cultivated to the strongest in the world have only pushed them to the level of equivalent to the fourth-grade martial arts. That is the strongest among millions of descendants of Chu Li. Do you think Jiang Long can do one-third of them?" At some point, the rainbow light in the ancient palm had disappeared. "Jing Shifang is different. If he can comprehend the sword intent, he will be the second disciple of the academy who has sword intent in thirty years, and he will be the pillar of the academy!"

The Master Shouge nodded silently, disagreed: Sword Intent, there are not many warriors in the entire Great Wilderness Dynasty. If an outer disciple gives him ten or twenty years, he may not be able to touch the corner of the sword Intent. The ancients are too optimistic!

After several minutes, Jing Shifang relieved the black situation in front of him. He raised his sword and let out a whine cry, as if he was about to fall apart at any time.

During the recovery process just now, he really had no ability to resist. Ruo Jianglong stood up a moment earlier than him and had to surrender and admit defeat.

"You can still move. I thought you fainted, and that's mine!"

Jiang Long grinned and his voice hoarsely when he heard the movement.

"You didn't fall, how could I fall first!"

Jing Shifang could see that Jiang Long's physical condition was worse than himself. Every time he moved, more blood flowed out. The whole Taoist robe had become a bloody coat, and his lips were chapped and dry.

In this case, whoever can support it for a moment will win the final victory!

All the complicated and exquisite sword techniques were abandoned, and only the basic sword techniques were used, the pricks were slashed, and the slashing was slashed, because the basic sword techniques were the most labor-saving.

Jiang Long is not much better. As for a good left arm, he will activate a set of basic palm techniques back and forth to protect himself.

The strongest of the two outer disciples of this class were like two rookies fighting each other with basic martial arts, slowly and tragically.

Fifty moves;

One hundred tricks;

Two hundred tricks...

Both of them have a firm will and tenacious perseverance. They have been seriously injured and have been persistent until now, but their bodies are already shaking and may fall down at any time. (To be continued...)
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