Tuoba Bodhisattva looked around, he was curious as to why the young enemy did not continue to suppress him.
Could it be that he had realized that it was a fool's dream to completely destroy his Qi in one go?
Or was he secretly accumulating his power, the real trump card, similar to the Eighteen Stops that the White Fox face forced him to retreat?
No matter what the young king thought, Tuoba Bodhisattva did not care.
The realm of martial arts, the physique of a martial artist, and the state of mind of martial arts.
A tripartite balance.
Generally speaking, it was the external physique and the internal state of mind that supported the realm together.
Tuoba Bodhisattva was originally very conceited about his physique, it was the same as pure martial artists like Liyang Xuanyuan Great Disk. The physique was the real foundation. After the battle with Đồng Thái, his state of mind was close to perfection and reached the peak. However, after the battle with Hsu Fengnian in the Thousand Miles West Region, he fell into a situation where his life was hanging by a thread. In the battle of the Dragon Eye Plain, he was forced to retreat by the White Fox face with an unprecedented "Eighteen Stops". It was one disaster after another. Therefore, even if his physique was far better than before, and his realm was high, he was confident that he had won against the other three grandmasters. Although it was a realm of excessive enthusiasm, there was no hidden danger. Then, the only regret, but not the flaw, was his state of mind.
The subtlety of the state of mind was that every level had a small perfection of each level. A Second Grade Master could also achieve a flawless state of mind. For example, Mount Huishan Xuanyuan Great Disk and the current Liyang Xuelu Spear Saint Li Honghou were respected as masters in Jianghu. It was recognized that they had great martial arts but little martial virtues. However, in the same realm, these two were undoubtedly the closest to being invincible. The people of the three sects who could enter the First Grade Realm mostly had a good state of mind. However, they often had an empty realm, but their combat power was not as good as the pure martial artists in the realm who cultivated their strength and not their mind. The unpredictability of the state of mind was due to the profound difference. Wang Xianzhi, who had dominated Jianghu for sixty years, claimed to be one of the top ten martial artists. He could fight against nine people and was absolutely invincible. This was the state of mind of Wang Xianzhi that stood above everyone. It made people feel that this "God above" old man should have ascended early. Why did he bully people in the mortal world?
Tuoba Bodhisattva wanted to know how the young king who disappeared had achieved such a state of mind. Therefore, he did not fight. He wanted to let Hsu Fengnian use his life's unique skill, he wanted to use Hsu Fengnian as the world's best whetstone to sharpen his state of mind..... He wanted to let Hsu Fengnian to show his skills to use Hsu Fengnian as the world's best sharpening his state.....
Tuoba Bodhisattva for the first time to speak. to Hsu Fengnian. Hon
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Finally, Hsu Fengnian showed his true form. Hovering in the sky, he lowered his head and replied, "Call you Lord?"
Tuoba Bodhisattva looked up and sneered, "Is the great King of Beiliang all you can do is talk?!"
Hsu Fengnian smiled and squinted his eyes, looking up at the North Rejection City in the south.
Here it comes.
Dark clouds loomed over the city.
In the world, Li Chungang was the most powerful sword user, and Hsu Fengnian was the second most powerful one.
The dense and majestic sword rain was the sword tombs scattered all over Youzhou and River Province after the battle between the Wudang Mountain and the Zhang Family. Although many of them were lost during the battle, there were still thousands of them. There were also more than 6,000 ordinary iron swords collected from Beiliang's Huainan and Huainan's Jianghu by the Fish-dragon Gang.
In that instant, Northern Mang's three ten thousand man siege infantry formations all raised their heads to shoot a glance at the same time. They couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
Nearly 8,000 flying swords came from the east to the west. Then, like an arc of iron cavalry, they flew from the south to the north in the sky above the North Rejection City, quickly sweeping past this majestic border city.
In the end, the tips of the swords all pointed at the Beimang army outside the North Rejection City!
No matter how heavy the rain was, no one had ever heard of anyone dying in the rain.
But what if knives fell from the sky and flying swords fell from the sky?
Tuoba Bodhisattva said in a low voice, "You dare to divert your attention and control the swords?! Hsu Fengnian, you're really courting death! "
Hsu Fengnian pressed his hand down heavily.
Eight Thousand Falling Swords!
One sleeve of green snakes, and sword energy like green dragons, rushed toward Tuoba Bodhisattva on the ground.
Tuoba Bodhisattva stomped on the ground, and thunder rumbled on the ground. His body rose from the ground, and one of the golden flood dragons rushed toward Hsu Fengnian first.
Hsu Fengnian's Eighteen Sleeves of Green Snake Sword Energy, one sleeve after another.
Below the North Rejection City, although almost all the Beimang infantry raised their shields and tried their best to block the rain of arrows, the flying swords that fell with the momentum of wind and thunder still penetrated the Beimang heavy shields, armor, and bodies, nailing more than 3,000 Beimang infantry outside the North Rejection City on the spot.
More than 2,000 Beimang barbarians who were relatively lucky had their shoulders cut off, thighs pierced, or feet pierced. Although their lives were not in danger, their combat strength was severely damaged. The three infantry formations that had pushed fifty steps below the city wall with great difficulty were instantly defeated.
From the beginning to the end, not a single arrow fell from the North Rejection City wall!
Half of the 8,000 swords were broken, but there were still 4,000 swords that were intact and stabbed into the ground at an angle.
It was like a sword formation with a solemn aura, blocking between the North Rejection City and the Beimang army.
Such a large-scale sword defense that consumed an infinite amount of Qi was bound to have to pay a huge price when facing a martial arts evaluation grandmaster like Tuoba Bodhisattva.
First, it was the powerful Eight Thousand Swords and the Eighteen Sleeves of Green Snake Sword.
It was up against Tuoba Bodhisattva who was ready and had eighteen flood dragons protecting him.
As expected, the young lord's eighteen swords were shattered by the golden flood dragons. Although Hsu Fengnian's Immortal's Touch on the Top still managed to hit Tuoba Bodhisattva's head, he was also punched in the stomach by the latter.
Tuoba Bodhisattva's body swayed as he went against the flow. Step by step, he ascended to the sky and punched Hsu Fengnian's arms that were blocking in front of him. The last punch even broke through Hsu Fengnian's arms and smashed on his face!
The young lord's body instantly disappeared into a sea of clouds as if he had ascended in broad daylight.
Tuoba Bodhisattva hovered in the air, three hundred feet above the ground.
Heavens above!
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