"Stop it!"

Mei Shengxue's strength exceeded people's imagination, but she exclaimed and burst out loud. Thirteen star gates were destroyed one by one, presenting a terrifying outline of being split by the divine sword.

The sacred and proud figure fell back to the earth from the top of the sky like thunder. When the blood knife was pulled away, he gently said to Xiao Nan behind him: "Did you see clearly?"

The aura of the thirteen states of the Great Yuan Dynasty swept across the sky, as if it had never descended to this land and turned back to the Great Yuan Dragon Aura. Imagining that they were dominating the world with great momentum, they were beaten out in a blink of an eye.

The world of Dayuan, which was reduced to ruins, quickly gathered, and endured disasters, so people smelled the abundant spiritual source of Dayuan again: "It feels so good to live. Only by experiencing death can you know that life is precious."

The nine-colored divine flowers form the setting sun and fly into the sky.

People's mood, which has experienced vicissitudes, gradually calmed down. When they looked at the vaguely shining knife marks on the mountains, rivers and earth, their hearts would still subconsciously twitch: "What a terrible knife that can cut such a trace of heaven."

"All this comes from Xiao Wuhui, a person who came out of their Dayuan land."

Today, the battle between him and Mei Shengxue will remain in the hearts of the witnesses forever: "There has never been such a battle since the founding of the Great Yuan Martial Arts!"

The battle between Mei Shengxue and Xiao Wuhui is a battle between dragons and tigers. One is a young and peerless emperor who practices the ten great heavenly skills and controls the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles, and the other is a legend of the Yuan Dynasty who has been in trouble but has accumulated strength for half his life.

They truly witnessed martial arts: "In contrast, the geniuses I saw in the past can only be considered cheap, and the martial arts they released are not worthy of attention."

Mei Shengxue lost without any wickedness.

A knife like Xiao Wuhui is not the way of the world at all. There are people who gather today, the genius of the Thirteen Prefectures of the Great Yuan, and he was also ashamed: "They have no chance of winning if they change their place to Mei Shengxue."

Mei Shengxue seemed to be blocking it, but when he saw that his hands were covered in blood and the cracks were widening, he knew how hard it was to connect.

What is lost is not martial arts or strength gap, but the terrible Taoist realm. Martial arts are Taoism, and the meaning of the whole martial arts is mysterious and mysterious. It can only be said that Xiao Wuhui has truly entered the Tao.

Battle the Eight Decisions of Heaven, fight against the sky and the earth! The eight sword intentions each have their own universe! “Star the sky, move stars, split the sky, sweep the sky, surround the sky, and be with the sky. Where is the last heaven? It is from being as quiet as a virgin to moving as a rabbit, and to swallow the sky and devour the earth, and combine the power of eternity to slash out the attack of destroying the sky!”

Xiao Nan's mind was ups and downs, and his soul still replayed his father's sword intent.

"The sword of asking about the sky is boundless, where is the sky? The way of heaven is unfair. I will kill you and ask, "If the way of heaven is the way of heaven, why don't you punish evil and reward good?"

Are both right and wrong here?

This is the meaning of gathering and destroying! This is the meaning of this kind of sword is a sword that suits the will. Only when you have a clear conscience in your heart can the sword be perfect and break the formation and destroy the strength. If you have a shortcoming to the enemy, you will be hit by the flaws by the sword intent.

"The most difficult thing about this is not the last move, but the first move to the eighth move. The sword intent cannot be broken, and it must become stronger and stronger, completely sublimated to the last move."

"This way you can swallow the world into the mind of the sword."

His eyes suddenly released light: "The so-called heaven does not exist because the state of mind cannot bear the knife intent. The sky in his heart disappeared, but in fact the sky is still there."

"There is no movement, the wind moves, but all the scenery is different. This is the realm of sword intention!"

"What a sword that surrounds the sky, joins the heavenly way, and is in line with the heavenly way, holding the sword on behalf of the heaven, asking where the way of the heavenly way is?"

"Smart, my son, you realized it."

Xiao Wuhui smiled with a hearty smile and was very relieved. He had always been very confident about Nan'er's talent, but every time he felt it, he was shocked: "It's really a rare talent in the ages."

Such a person is actually his son. What blessing did Xiao Wuhui cultivate?

The Eight Degrees of the Battle Heaven are the middle-grade martial arts skills obtained by him only after he practiced in the Zixu Martial Arts World. The difficulty of cultivation is limited and the requirements for the warriors' mood are extremely strict, otherwise they can be listed as the top-grade martial arts level.

This is the case. After mastering it, he can exert the combat power of a warrior to an extremely terrifying level. This is an example of his current Martial King's primary level of being able to fight Mei Shengxue.

The terrible martial arts are incompatible with the world, so it is difficult to practice. With his natural sword soul, his martial spirit, which has experienced the vicissitudes of the world, perfectly fits the sword state, and has practiced for almost a year.

From watching the knife to comprehension, Xiao Nan only had less than half a quarter of an hour to master the essence of the knife.

What he majored in is not the artistic conception of swords, but also practiced swordsmanship and boxing. It took at least three months to get started with what he thought.

But this kid... He could only shake his head and smile: "Maybe some people are born so stubborn, so there is no need to be too strange. As long as you know, Nan'er is pure and kind, it's enough for him and Wen Qin to be proud."

When Si Ming heard the zither, he smiled slightly, and everything was silent, and invisibly it became an extremely unique scenery.

What made those who saw it both shocked and envious: "This family is full of Kings of Martial Arts, both evil and powerful, and extremely united. There is no second one in the Zixu Martial Arts World."

Wen Qingcheng and his ladies were under greater pressure: "It is really harder to enter such a clan than to enter the Great Holy Land."

"Do you think you won?"

Mei Shengxue's blood-stained wrists gradually healed the bloody threads, and wisps of broken cracks were wiped from the tip of her fingers by mysterious force, along the tendons and veins, and soon recovered from flawlessness.

The divine posture is as jade as a virgin, and the gods are extremely powerful: "I have the magical skill of thousands of soldiers, and I have changed so much. I am the supreme weapon and Taoism. No one can destroy me. If you don't know how powerful the heavenly power is, you can imagine the changes that can be tempered by the divine iron."

"Um."

Mei Shengxue was not injured by the Eight Decisions of the War Heaven, but healed quickly, without any damage: "The Ten Heavenly Tactics are really terrible. The so-called Divine Iron Refining is his martial arts core, which will become stronger through the thousands of temperings, rather than death!"

They still looked down on Mei Shengxue.

Si Ming and Qin were slightly nervous: "Yes, you can take charge of the Star Dominic Empire at a young age, and you can't find a second person in the Zixu Martial Arts World. How could such a great man be easily defeated?"

Although Xiao Wuhui was powerful, it was impossible to really suppress him.

Mei Shengxue walked towards them step by step, but the target actually locked Xiao Nan, twisted his slightly numb palm, and Yu Xiao Wuhui and others narrowed their eyes and said in their slightly shrinking eyes: "Your father's knife has been learned. I wonder if you have the courage to fight me for life and death, or will you just hide behind your father and live a life of silence."

"You have been killed by you. It is difficult to calculate this account clearly. Let's fight fairly with you and me, and there will be a grudge within nine moves."

Facing the alert eyes of the Great Yuan warriors, he completely ignored the fighting intentions they mentioned step by step. It seemed that not the millions of people standing in front of him, but the insignificant yellow dust on the ground.

Mei Shengxue has his pride, as arrogant as Mei, as cold as Xue. He does admit that he lost some mood compared to Xiao Wuhui, but in terms of life and death, he may not lose to him.

"The Eight Decisions of the Battle Heaven are very powerful, but they are extremely exhausted, and all thoughts return to nothing, and the power of heaven is silent."

"You don't have the power to display it anymore."

With a look, he glanced at Xiao Wuhui. Every word was full of unquestionable inference, and Xiao Wuhui, who was about to stand up to fight, was silent.

People's hearts were stuttering: "It's true!"
Chapter completed!