Chapter Thirteen The Third of the Shura Tribe
"So too, you have deceived many people and thought that the Ye family was the only one Ye Linyuan."
The meaning of his words is obvious.
Ye Hui's heart skipped a beat, and the cold light flashed in his eyes: "You are so unpredictable that I can't figure it out. I'm very talented, so why are you stranded in Wunian Ancient City, and you are inexplicably paying attention to Zhan Xinzhi."
Lu Haidu retreated into the forest and disappeared.
"This person has to be careful!"
This is a warning in his heart at this moment, extremely strong.
His eyes fell again on Zhan Xinzhi and Wen Quxian, and Nie Chengfeng's trump card was also what he was concerned about.
Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.
Wenquxian.
Looking at Nie Chengfeng, his eyes became deeper.
"Xiao Qu, you have the strongest Shura blood on your body, but you can only control five percent. If one day you have to do that, 30 percent is your limit, remember."
When he was about to make a decision, the teacher's words rang in his ears.
When the sound came, the teacher said cautiously, not like a joke at all.
Thirty percent, he knew that the more Shura blood control, the stronger the strength, the stronger the strength. However, this kind of strengthening is not the realm of cultivation, but the physical strength itself. It also requires more sword energy to be consumed to maintain the body, otherwise it would not be a strange thing to collapse in an instant.
Nie Chengfeng kicked Zhan Xinzhi in the chest, flew out, lying on the ground to cough up blood.
This time it was very strange. The strength and soul didn't work, and the effort didn't flow anymore. All he had was his meager cultivation.
"Sure enough, this unstable strength is not part of the strength at all."
Then he took a look at Wen Quxian.
"Can you bear the anger of two big families? I advise you to let Wen Quxian go!"
"From the beginning and the end, it is just our personal grudge."
Nie Chengfeng suddenly laughed after hearing Zhan Xinzhi's words, "Now you know you're scared? Where did the arrogant arrogance of the genius at the time go?"
"I think you are probably thinking too much, and there will inevitably be casualties in exchanges between peers. I believe that the elders of the Zhan family and Wen family understand the general principles, so you don't have to worry about this."
Suddenly, I felt a breath rising, and the feeling of oppression came with the wind.
Wen Quxian's skin was dark, his face was covered with strata, and the Buddhist scripture "World Sin" appeared on his neck, and a mysterious feeling came to his face.
The eyes were dark red, with a bit of evil spirit, and at the same time there was a solemn and solemn atmosphere.
"The Incarnation of Shura? No, obviously not, but it looks like Shura in the legend."
Nie Chengfeng said this.
Suddenly, rumors about the Shura clan sounded.
That was the descendant of a Shura and a woman born from a human world who came out of the sea of sin. She possessed Shura blood and has been passed down to this day.
There are many rumors about the Shura clan. This is a race with a small population, but occasionally some amazing talents appear, and the statements are spread far and wide.
The domain lord of Nine Emperors City is another successor to Shura bloodline, Fu Qinglong.
Zhan Xinzhi, watching Wen Quxian's change, his heart suddenly twitched.
The coldness in his eyes was the coldest he had ever seen in recent years. The murderous intent was like Shishui and was indecisive.
"Interesting! Feel good!"
Wen Quxian moved his figure and punched Nie Chengfeng in the head. Nie Chengfeng wanted to avoid it and avoided half of his fist, but his body still flew out. However, he was hit by an elbow behind him. The force of one positive and one reversed shocked his body and blood. His skin was strangely red, and bright red oozed out of his pores.
The mind moves, and the sword technique is used.
Sword Rain fell from the sky, covering the two of them. Wen Quxian retreated, and when Sword Rain was about to pierce Nie Chengfeng's body, he removed the magic and took this opportunity to retreat a hundred meters away.
Nie Chengfeng, the jade ring with his right thumb turned into a flash of light, and a long sword was held in his hand.
This sword is called Feng Yang, which has a little bit of elegance.
From the master, Yun Taki.
The sheath is embossed with wind pattern, the hilt is slightly wider, and the outshelf brings out the wind to the air.
"Silent as still as water, moving like a strong wind; quiet as virginity, moving like a tiger!"
This is the "Still Movement" by the Nie Family Zhuifeng.
Describe two contrasts, one is still and one is moving, and at the same time it has profound meanings and insights to others.
Nie Chengfeng, his pace was slow, and he walked towards Wenquxian.
In the Wenqu Opera, I feel that there is endless fighting spirit in my heart, and I long for the pleasure of being refreshed.
But he knew that he could not be tempted by that illusion and won with reason.
He rarely used swordsmanship at the airport and knew that his power was extraordinary.
Nine degrees in the air is a kind of swordsmanship. As the perception deepens and the analysis becomes more profound and more powerful.
Also, Buddha nature and Shura have Buddha nature, so there is no need to elaborate on this point.
Empty, selflessness, saving, saving...rescue!
When the two collided, Wenquxian performed nine degrees in the air, the first degree, and the life was saved.
A sword that saved the creatures was used, and the sword was actually exaggerated by a mysterious force in the world.
However, Nie Chengfeng's sword is a combination of the rapid sword and the "Movement and Stillness" and fully interprets two extremes. The two opposite emotions are integrated into the sword, which is still and moving, with reversals and smoothness, with fast and slowness.
In Wen Quxian's eyes, Nie Chengfeng has a sword that can be fast or slow, quiet or move... the destructive power is amazing.
In Nie Chengfeng's eyes, Wen Quxian has a sword that can save the people and kill the world... This sword can save people by killing them and destroy them by destroying them.
A moment of silence, the world is so quiet that it is strange. It is so quiet that it makes people feel upset.
"Boom!" There was a shocking sound, and the woods in the canyon were blown away in patches, and tall and straight trees and rocks flew into the sky, with soil chips flying.
The two, less than ten meters apart, supported their bodies with swords.
He glanced at the other person and fell down slowly.
Zhan Xinzhi drilled out of a piece of soil, and his eyes were deeply shocked.
Ye Hui had already retreated to a very far place.
Chapter completed!