The demons don't know the context and mentality of Xuanyuan's martial arts. Even if they see the handwriting engraved on Tang Yuanjun's long sword, it will be in vain.

Fu Jingtao was so happy that his eyes suddenly fell on the three characters "Tang Yuanjun".

The large lines of characters engraved on the stone tablet were carved by Tang Yuanjun with his peak cultivation. They were full of murderous intent to suppress the trolls. The sword intent between the lines was as cold as the dangerous peaks. Every stroke and every stroke was sharp and sharp.

It has the effect of warning future generations. The cultivation level of ordinary people is difficult to match. Forcibly learning the sword will only hurt your own soul, ranging from vomiting blood and being injured, to severe meridian rupture.

The three characters "Tang Yuanjun" signed in the inscription do not need to be loud, the turning is smooth, and the sword's intention is restrained. It is far less sharp and sharp than the inscription, and the difficulty of mastering the sword is naturally greatly reduced. The swordsmanship practiced by Xuanyuan's disciples comes from the same source, and the internal skills and mental skills are inherited from the same source.

A wise person will have enlightenment in his heart when he comes to the monument.

Liu Yunchao did not aim too high. He started from a simple place and got enviable unexpected gains.

After Fu Jingtao figured this out, how could he miss this great opportunity to improve his swordsmanship? He simply stopped and looked at the calligraphy, copying every tiny sword mark in his mind. Lu Shiba would not waste time waiting for him, and led Yin Lian

Lian and others followed the road and broke into the woods.

I saw hundreds of demons divided into dozens of groups, each commanded by a temporary leader, and followed different routes into the forest.

In the blink of an eye, only the silver-haired old man, Liu Yunchao and Fu Jingtao were left in front of the stone monument.

Fu Jingtao was born in the Lingyunfeng Martial Arts Hall. He was exposed to the core essence of martial arts on a daily basis. He was also taught by the masters of the world many times. He had witnessed many duels between the strongest men and his speed of comprehension was beyond imagination. Liu Yunchao had not yet

After copying the character "Tang", he already saw the character "Jun", and the sword intent emanating from his body became stronger and stronger, completely overwhelming Liu Yunchao.

The silver-haired old man was not blind. How could he not see that Fu Jingtao had come from behind? The murderous intention in his heart surged, and he secretly used his inner strength to strike with his right palm.

"Ah!" "Ah!"

Suddenly, shrill screams came from the woods, one after another, and there were roars, strong wind explosions, breaking trees, and the screams of strange beasts. The next moment, the whole forest was like a monster waking up, the wind howled, and the branches

Shaking and trembling, all kinds of weird sounds penetrated the eardrums, making people have goosebumps all over their body.

Looking from a distance, I could see cold light flashing and flying everywhere, and smashed branches and leaves rushing into the air. The demons did not know what kind of poisonous insects and beasts they encountered, and they fought fiercely to save their lives. The violent sound echoed in the valley, deafening.

Liu Yunchao and Fu Jingtao were both awakened by the loud noise. Listening to the roaring and fighting sounds not far away, they could not help but change their colors slightly as they imagined the bloody and cruel fighting scenes.

The silver-haired old man smiled coldly, jumped up suddenly, waved his right palm, and struck Fu Jingtao's head from the air. He didn't care about any rules in the world, and didn't even say hello before taking action.

Falling out, even if there is no disagreement with Fu Jingtao.

The battles between the various sects of the Demon Sect will never end peacefully.

If there is a chance to get rid of another talented disciple, no one will show mercy.

With murderous intent reaching his body, Fu Jingtao flicked back on his toes, sealing his palms quickly, and dozens of palm shadows appeared from the Thousand Palms of the Angry Sea, slamming into the enemy's palm. It was his technique of emergency stimulating energy and blood.

, and then used the secret technique of superimposing palm power. With one touch, it was like being hit by a thick iron plate. The palms and arms were instantly numb, and the body was involuntarily thrown back more than three feet.

The silver-haired old man's killing blow failed to work. He was shocked and surprised, and said in a voiceless voice: "You are not a member of the Demon Sect! Good boy, I can't keep you!" As he said this, he stepped forward to grab him, his right palm wavered, and his left palm flicked.

Sweeping away silently, the palm force was gentle and vicious, enough to shake the opponent's internal organs to pieces.

His attack speed is extremely fast, his movements are as agile as lightning, and his moves are sophisticated and sophisticated, which should be more than enough to kill a junior in the martial arts world.

The huge difference in realm usually makes it difficult for the weak to react slowly and to keep up with the strong, but Fu Jingtao is different. He clearly captured every move of the silver-haired old man and saw through the opponent's reality. Just now

The sword intent that he comprehended spurted out, and he used his two fingers as swords. With a roar of strong wind, he stabbed the enemy's palm accurately.

This sword purely imitates Tang Yuanjun's sword intention. The sword points through the air and is indestructible.

The silver-haired old man was aroused by the cold sword intent and couldn't help but stand on his head. He clearly had the absolute upper hand, but he felt an invincible strange feeling. His palm skills suddenly changed, trying to avoid the miraculous sword move.

Poof! The sword in the palm, blood spurts out.

The silver-haired old man made a hollow somersault and escaped from the range of the sword move. After landing, he stared at the young man with awe-inspiring sword aura, his face filled with disbelief. Such swordsmanship was beyond the scope of ordinary swordsmanship, and coincided with the way of heaven, making it difficult to predict.

He tore off the hem of his clothes and wrapped them around the wound on his left hand, and sneered: "Boy, you are lucky enough to have just a little knowledge of the way of swordsmanship, but you are far from being able to wield your sword as you wish and change in the face of the enemy. Haha, how many times can the sword intention in your body be used?"

?" As he spoke, he slid closer, his eyes cold and murderous intent revealed.

Fu Jingtao thrust out his sword, unleashing all his sword intent. Seeing his opponent's ferocious look of choosing someone to devour, he quickly retreated to the edge of the passage exit, deliberately aggravating the sound of footsteps.

The flying scorpions that lived in the rock crevices started to stir, sticking out their densely packed little heads, and looking down with cold, dark red eyes.

The silver-haired old man was startled. Once thousands of demonic lizards were frightened and moved out, it would be a disaster! He quickly stopped advancing and pointed at Fu Jingtao with great anger.

Fu Jingtao shrugged and said softly: "If you dare to force me again, we will all die together!"

After all, the silver-haired old man did not have the courage to die together, so he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​​​killing people. He stamped his feet bitterly and turned around to leave. Liu Yunchao had silently wrapped his wounds, looked at Fu Jingtao with a complicated expression, and followed the old man straight in.

Enter the woods.

Fu Jingtao breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "Sure enough, I am afraid of being stunned. I am afraid of losing my life!" He raised his head and made a face. Unexpectedly, the demon lizard near the exit of the passage shrank as if it had seen a natural enemy.

Returning to the stone crevice, the movements were uniform.

Fu Jingtao couldn't help but be stunned: "Do they dislike me for being ugly, or are they afraid of me?" He plucked up the courage and took a tentative step into the passage. The demon lizard in the distance was also frightened and disappeared completely in an instant.

The shadow is no longer visible.

Fu Jingtao suddenly realized that 90% of the demon lizards sensed the sword intent emanating from him and were afraid of him. From this, it can be seen that when Tang Yuanjun opened up the Demon-Sealing Valley, the sword intent he wielded was so terrifying that the demon lizard clan was inscribed on

The core of life has been inherited from generation to generation. When that sword intention appears again, the demon lizards instinctively want to flee far away to avoid the danger of annihilation.
Chapter completed!