The whistling sound of the sword.

Like Qingyue's dragon chant, the sharpness of the blade piercing the air, and even the sound being thrown behind the blade, finally stirred up the aura of heaven and earth, and then caused the surrounding air to be naturally vibrated, tuned, resonated, and transformed. Made sword energy in the physical sense.

boom! !

The sword with its sheath in Wei Yuan's palm fell down.

The domineering sword marks swept across directly, and the so-called mythical creature in front was directly cut off in the middle.

The swordsmanship that has reached the pinnacle of the world.

Of course, there are still loopholes, still not enough, still have shortcomings.

But it was Dayi who said those words.

It's Xing Tian.

Just like what Master said, Lao Tzu is not good at fighting, so I use myself as the standard.

The swordsmanship at the pinnacle of the Shenzhou Human World is more than enough to deal with these so-called Celestial Clans.

After all, these guys are often rubbed by Asura in mythology.

Amidst the screams, blood spewed out, and then was stopped. Wei Yuan's long sword scabbard was entwined with the wind, and it circled around for a circle, throwing out the dirty blood. Immediately, he controlled the sword with his right hand, and the sword fell heavily. on the hilt.

The sword in the black-haired swordsman's hand touched the ground.

Then sink an inch.

The invisible sword energy strikes in all directions.

The Celestial Clan guards staggered back a few steps.

The swordsman looked indifferent.

Just like the Central Plains swordsman who crossed North India back then.

Even the greatest hero here, King Sahara, was defeated by the sword.

unrivaled.

Of course, apart from not being able to defeat Xuanzang, I have no regrets.

Just now the old cow was telling the monkey about Lao Tzu's Tao, and a bunch of Indian divine creatures came outside, the so-called Celestial Clan, and the one who led the way was the river **** he met before, and just now, this blue-faced The River God, already slain by Wei Yuan's sword, lay down on the ground, motionless.

The same is true of many enemies in front.

Of course, it may be because this is the North Indian region after all.

Received the protection of divine power.

These Celestial Clans... seem to be a little harder to cut.

But at this moment, there was a faint scorching feeling between his brows, Wei Yuan frowned slightly, and immediately saw a red-gold sword light burst out among the gods, turning into a sun-like trajectory and killing him, Wei Yuan Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but this time, the iron eagle sword in his palm finally came out of its sheath.

The two swords crossed and collided in the air.

A hundred confrontations in an instant.

Unexpectedly, there is no difference in a short period of time. Wei Yuan's swordsmanship realm is higher than that of the opponent, but the opponent seems to have obtained some kind of protection in this world. Yuan's sword.

The Indian Celestial Clan cheered.

"Human beings, you are already pretty good, I recognize you as..."

The voice whispered, filled with a kind of strong self-confidence.

Wei Yuan raised his eyes, the edge of the sword in his palm trembled, the sword energy contained wind and thunder, and the speed and power soared again. Before the man's voice fell completely, the sword in his palm was almost blown away, and Wei Yuan's sword stepped forward, The sword made no sound as if piercing, until it was about to pierce the opponent's throat.

Suddenly a figure appeared.

With both hands holding a heavy hammer, he slammed it down fiercely.

The iron eagle sword in Wei Yuan's palm trembled, and directly shook the opponent away.

It's just that the person holding the sword took advantage of the situation to retreat, as if being pulled by the whip of the strong wind.

The brief confrontation between the two sides came to an end for the time being.

It was just such a short confrontation, if someone hadn't intervened on the way, Wei Yuan would have opened a big **** in the throat of the figure holding the scorching sun-like sword on the spot, not what it is like now.

Wei Yuan moved his wrist slightly, and a string of dense golden blood drops fell along the spine of the sword.

Blood dripped to the ground, making a chi chi chi sound.

"Sword of the Sun."

Wei Yuan recognized the scarlet-golden sword with the flame, "That's the sword my friend gave me."

"Nonsense, this is obviously the sword of the great Rama!"

A **** next to him opened his mouth and stopped drinking.

"Holding a sword... Rama?"

Wei Yuan looked forward, frowning slightly, facing a young man in ancient Indian costume.

Black hair, about the same height as Wei Yuan himself.

The body shape is also similar to that of Wei Yuan.

There is an ancient mask of gods and demons on his face.

Even the posture of holding the sword has a familiar feeling.

Damn, have you ever learned ancient Shenzhou swordsmanship?

No matter how you look at it, it reveals a posture of white ape martial arts commonly used by rangers in the Tang Dynasty.

Wei Yuan touched his chin.

look familiar.

familiar.

But I don't know why, I'm upset.

There was a monkey next to the sword-wielding Rama. It was the monkey who was holding the sword Rama away just now with the protection of the strong wind. It was he who interrupted Wei Yuan's lore sword move. It was Hanuman, the son of the wind god.

Holding the sword, Rama held his throat. In this land, he was blessed and protected.

The sword wound in his throat healed quickly.

He looked at Wei Yuan, and his tone was full of admiration, as in the legend, full of courage and magnanimity: "Human beings, I recognize your courage, you are enough to be my opponent, the great king Rama."

Wei Yuan pondered:

"But I don't recognize you."

"??!"

The voice of the young man in the opposite myth froze.

The Shenzhou swordsman said lazily: "Besides, in the history of ancient seals, there are only two kings."

"One is King Ashoka, who founded the Maurya Dynasty, and he came and went."

"One is the King of Jieri who founded the Jieri Dynasty."

"I haven't heard of a king called Rama."

The young man who was similar in height to Wei Yuan and held a sword in a similar way was silent, and retorted:

"I have never seen a swordsman like you."

Wei Yuan said in a relaxed tone, "But the owner of the sword in your hand knows him."

"The only king in this land and I are friends of warriors who exchange weapons with each other."

"So I don't need to be known by a fake king like you."

"After all, you are a fake."

"Stole my sword."

He added in passing.

Rama holding the sword: "..."

He let out a sigh of relief: "Anyway, I am very happy to see a brave man like you today." He stretched out his hand regally, "Although we have different positions, you and I can still fight and learn from each other as warriors." .”

"Of course, Yu will defeat you and take away what I want."

Tu Shanyuan raised his eyes: "Are you happy..."

He thought: "Then you are too happy."

"??!"

Sword-wielding Rama wore an exaggerated mask of gods and demons with ancient seals on his face. He couldn't see his expression, but he seemed to have been hit in his heart, and Wei Yuan didn't know why, but he didn't like this guy very much. Like seeing a thief.

The two sides fought each other with guns and guns.

It is the victory of the Tu Shan family.

Gu holding the sword Rama was silent for a while, under the gaze of many Celestial Clans, he withdrew his right hand in embarrassment, pretended nothing happened, and moved forward slowly, the Sun Jie Sword in his hand exuded the brilliance of the sun, saying:

"In this case, if you insult me, you are insulting this world, and Yu will follow the majesty of the three-phase god, kill you, and get the treasure ahead."

Wei Yuan said, "That's not yours."

Holding the sword, Rama said proudly: "As long as they are born here, they all come from the great Vishnu, and all the creatures on this land will eventually return to the body of Shiva Datian, and all treasures will be saved. To Brahma, the will of the universe."

"Those two bones are no exception."

"Their souls go to Lord Shiva."

"Their bodies returned to Vishnu."

"And their knowledge and wisdom are bestowed by Brahma."

"Yu just came to help them and return to heaven."

Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes.

Holding the sword, Rama said proudly: "Before, I was just careless. Now, I will use all my strength. Brahma has given me wisdom, and Shiva has given me supreme bravery. Come on, this sword has saved countless Brahmins. It is the sword of kings."

Flames rose from the sword in his hand.

Representing the legendary deeds, in the epic "Uttararamacarita", Rama killed the untouchables in the place where they suffered before in order to save the children of the Brahmins.

Rama rushed forward amid the cheers.

Then, with a loud bang, he retreated at a faster speed.

The cheers of the Celestial Clan stopped abruptly.

The swordsman over there has a simple and domineering halberd in his palm, with battle patterns on it.

Chi You fought with a halberd.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in playing."

His tone was low, just like that when he drew his halberd horizontally, Rama flew out.

Although Chi You's way is completely different from Wei Yuan's way, but it can still be used. After all, the ancient magic weapon is a magic weapon, at least much stronger than the iron eagle sword. Chi You's halberd trembled violently and roared. Yuan held it in both hands, and replied in a flat tone:

"In the beginning of ancient times, who preached it?"

"Our wisdom comes from the quest of our ancestors."

"Our strength comes from the pursuit of ourselves."

"We were born between heaven and earth, who would dare to stand tall?"

"After all, the way is different."

The divine soldier in the palm neighed.

Holding the sword, Rama's right hand trembled, and he could not hold the sword tightly.

In Wei Yuan's palm, Chiyou's demon soldier was held obliquely, and the purple-black flame rose slowly.

………

But inside Wei Yuan's guardianship, the monkey sat cross-legged on the ground with an impatient expression on his face.

Qingniu took out Lao Dan's relics in front of him.

These relics turned into the last pure thoughts, into the illusory old man.

It is the last method of preaching left by the old man who predicted today's events during his lifetime.

Wuzhiqi got tired of hearing it, and felt bored to death, especially when he heard the sound of fighting outside, it was even more psychologically tickling. Letting Wei Yuan alone to enjoy the experience points was much better for Wuzhiqi. It was uncomfortable without a fight, so I went straight to the point:

"Tell me what is called the way of the highest kindness like water!"

The old man smiled and said: "The meaning of the highest kindness is like water, that is..."

"The way of flowing water is the best."

"Ah this..."

Wu Zhiqi's face froze for a moment, and he had no choice but to nod: "I think you're right."

"But you said it, what's so good about it?"

Of course Wuzhiqi had read the Tao Te Ching and didn't think it was very good.

Old Dan smiled and whispered with his remaining thoughts: "But I don't know how to teach you water, so what's the use of asking me?"

Wu Zhiqi was sluggish, feeling like he was being let go for the second time.

The veins on his forehead bulged.

Old man, are you kidding me? !

The old man smiled slowly: "I will teach you other things."

"something else??"

The old man who died more than 2,000 years ago, the remaining thoughts smiled and whispered:

"Yes, as water, what should it be?"

But now Wuzhiqi said casually: "Ruler all, the most powerful!"

"Then how to go further?"

Wuzhi Qi was at a loss for words, hesitantly said: "Gong Gong?"

"Yes, then what is water?"

"What rules does it follow?"

"Do you really understand the power you control? What can you achieve by following the root of water? Where does the power to control water come from? What is the indescribable state that was born before everything in the world?"

Wuzhiqi didn't know how to answer, he even thought, could Gong Gong, who was stronger than himself, be able to answer such a question? The **** of the powerful is naturally extremely proud, but is it true **** by simply forcibly driving power? And Gong Gong is stronger than himself, so does he dominate himself?

If it can truly dominate and control the water system, can it really compete with Gonggong on an equal footing?

He was silent for a long time, and then solemnly replied:

"Mister please teach me."

The old man stroked his beard and sighed:

"Of course I won't teach you water, why should I teach you water to limit you?"

"Confucius did not restrain his disciples with what he had learned. He was gentle, courteous and thrifty, and he created the bamboo of Nanshan that can penetrate straight through the troubled times. Why should I restrain you with my superior goodness like water? If I use my words and principles to teach You, that is no longer a reason, but a chain, and this is just the last gift of my old fellow before he dies."

"So I won't teach you water."

The old man said freely:

"I'll teach you the way."

The voice paused.

The old man finally said a word to himself with a smile.

"Controlling the flow of water is not as comfortable as controlling the Tao after all, isn't it?"

………

Outside, the fierce battle became more and more fierce, and Wei Yuan attacked fiercely.

After firing the killing ring, his eyes were indifferent, and the Chi You demon soldier in his palm became more and more fierce.

Just now, he just took advantage of the trend and defeated the king who was actually teased by the "Anthill Immortal" in the myth. There was a dead silence. Accompanied by the killing, the enemy retreated far away. Even though there were many celestial clans, none of them dared to The one who stepped forward, while the sword-wielding Rama was helped up, remained silent for a while, and suddenly said angrily:

"Fire! Siege him!"

"Huh?! Fire?"

Wei Yuan raised his eyes, his expression froze suddenly, and he saw a very modern red button in the hand of the Celestial Clan over there, and then it went dark for a while, and then felt a faint tingling between his brows, and from a distance, he saw a A red flame rose ~lightnovelpub.net~ and then flew towards this divine illusion—

The siege of the Celestial Clan army failed.

The saturation bombardment of North India's nuclear weapons begins.

Target - Divine Sword Master.

kill.

PS: Today's first update... Buffered chapters, 4,000 words, only two updates today... Thank you Xiliufeng leader, thank you.

I burned myself out yesterday, and today I don’t want to code at all, holding tea, drinking tea, and exhaling emojis.

Water monkey version expansion pack is being upgraded...

The water monkey accepts the only job change.

The main occupation of the water monkey is changing, and it is changing, water-way, and the level remains the same.

Gonggong is sleeping.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :