This time, Tang Chou's character had become even more stubborn and resolute. Compared to before, he was even more outstanding. Tang Chou was right. Everyone's path was different.
Saints were being deconstructed and analyzed in his eyes. In every confrontation on the battlefield, every detail was dismembered into data in his mind.
He was dumbstruck, he was very familiar with the Whirlpool Sword Spirit Tempering Technique, as a swordsman, he had a considerable understanding of all kinds of sword techniques, the Whirlpool Sword Spirit Tempering Technique was hailed as the cruelest spirit tempering technique, how could he not know? Not only did he know about it, but he had also specially studied it for a period of time. He, who was determined to create his own martial path, was filled with interest towards any extreme techniques in sword arts.
"Run!" He Yu Ming said straightforwardly.
This was the true power of heaven and earth …
The three of them suddenly split up and flew in three different directions.
Even if it was a Gold Ranked Martial Artist, under this song, if it was light, their blood vessels would expand, their heart would run wild, and if it was heavy, they would explode and die!
"Why don't you try it first?" He Yu Ming's eyes were filled with encouragement.
Those gaudy and shocking attacks were like clothes being peeled off layer by layer, becoming the most primitive state in his eyes.
Fate was truly unpredictable.
A trace of seriousness flashed past Jing Hao's eyes, he raised his sword and moved like the wind, following closely behind the moving Sword Tempest Cyclone.
"Is it coming for us?" Dou Yong asked in a daze.
This order made them feel very strange, but they still obediently watched from the side.
Magic Flute laughed helplessly, and floated away.
Magic Flute gently advised: "Your killing intent is too strong."
This guy … What is he trying to do?
Three Spirits City.
"Will Old He die?" Bai Si Si was worried.
Bai Si Si gritted her teeth, and the sound of the zither changed. The calming [Song of Peace and Peace] instantly became beautiful and seductive, making people's blood boil. The [Heavenly Maiden Roar], which was created with reference to the [Heavenly Demon Chant], was the most bewitching, creating many illusions.
Th-th-this … is this really the Whirlpool Sword Spirit Tempering Technique?
"You want to save him?" Dou Yong asked.
His body trembled as he took a small step forward. The figure in the center of the storm staggered.
Those blurry memories floated up in his mind. Emotions and sighs flowed out from the accumulated years.
These words struck a chord in the hearts of the other two.
Clang clang clang!
Bai Si Si looked at the surging Whirlpool Sword Storm in shock, after a long while, she spat out: "What kind of monster is he?"
Today, today, I stand alone in the wind and play the Seven Layer Kill again.
There were very few saints who lived alone. Most of them had a family behind them. Even if they did not have a family, they still had a disciple to inherit their legacy.
The three of them could already feel the storm whirlpool formed by the countless sword gleams behind them, the ripples created by the frenzied slicing of the air, that power, even Saint Level Martial Saints felt a chill down their spines.
"Run!" Dou Yong simply turned around and ran.
As the wind blew, both of them felt a chill.
The sound of the guqin seemed to have a soothing power, and the whole world seemed to calm down. This was the [An Si Song]! This was Bai Si Si's most famous song, it was a combination of Sanskrit singing and soul calming, it was the best at calming people's hearts.
The three of them could clearly feel the Whirlpool Sword Storm behind them stopping, haha, let's see what you can do now! The three of them heaved a sigh of relief at the same time, and the Whirlpool Sword Storm only paused for a second, before chasing after He Yu Ming without hesitation!
Bai Si Si had a look of hesitation.
Jing Hao's heart was in a perilous state.
Bai Si Si immediately came to her senses, and immediately took out her White Jade Guqin, without caring about her image, she hugged it with one hand, and her right hand's five fingers slid across the strings.
"Is it over?" Magic Flute asked.
"It's possible." Bai Si Si said: "If Tang Tian did not die under such a strong Whirlpool Sword Storm, then his martial spirit will definitely be tempered to a terrifying level. It is only a matter of time before he steps into the saint level, and it will be very soon. And once he steps into the saint level, his martial spirit that is far stronger than others, will make him even more terrifying. "
Bai Si Si shook her head: "No, I am thinking of where to burn incense for him."
The Whirlpool Sword Storm swayed, as though it was drunk, and slowly moved towards a direction.
If Tang Tian did not die, then Cetus Constellation would definitely lose. Although they were saints, but that did not mean they did not need to think about the future. To obtain victory and forgive the other party's actions, such a King's style only existed in books, and even more Overlords liked to settle scores after the fall. In the past, there were three saints that caused many casualties to Lei Ang's army, and after the defeat, the three saints wanted to escape, but were directly surrounded and killed by Lei Ang's army.
Jing Hao was dumbstruck, this thing can move …..
"A general's success is built on the bones of tens of thousands, if I want to become a famous general, how can I not kill people?" Tang Chou said without raising his head, he was collecting the papers on the table: "Not only do I want to kill people, I want to kill a lot of people."
Damn it ….. the Whirlpool Sword Storm increased its speed again!
A faint voice, like a whisper in the wind.
Dou Yong looked at the desolate wilderness, and suddenly said: "I have a bad premonition."
"Your Majesty's decision this time, might be wrong." Dou Yong muttered to himself: "I have never seen such a weird person before. I am thinking, if Tang Tian did not die this time, would he become like Lion King Lei Ang. "
The pressure on the three of them increased.
But Bai Si Si's words caused him to become silent.
Just like that time, just like that time, singing to one's heart's content, a song of flowing time.
The three saints on the hillside were dumbstruck.
The wind caressed his face, causing his hair and clothes to flutter.
He flew up to the tallest tower of the base, and could see the entire base, he caressed the shiny copper flute in his hands, his warm eyes were deep and tranquil.
The Whirlpool Sword Storm was extremely huge, rumbling and rumbling as it approached, its power was extremely terrifying. Even though the three of them had stepped into the saint ranks, but facing such a terrifying power, they still felt their hearts palpitating.
The Whirlpool Sword Storm that was like rain shuddered, like a tall pile of building blocks that suddenly received an impact, with a tremble, it looked as though it could collapse at any time. Jing Hao who was standing nearby could see it clearly, countless of sword auras flowed down like an avalanche, bringing forth a scalp numbing sword hiss.
….. Fight …..
"Let's run!" Bai Si Si said straightforwardly.
The two of them became silent again.
The three of them sprinted, their speed was extremely fast, but the Whirlpool Sword Storm that seemed to be drunk behind them also increased its speed, the rumbling sounds behind them did not get further away, but instead got closer.
"Don't tell me you have enmity with the saints?" Magic Flute chuckled, his smile was like a spring breeze.
Dou Yong looked at Bai Si Si, somewhat surprised, Bai Si Si had a cold personality, it was the first time Dou Yong had heard her speak so much in one breath.
Seeing He Yu Ming leading the Whirlpool Sword Storm away, disappearing into the horizon, Dou Yong and Bai Si Si who had flown far away returned the way they came, both of them rejoicing.
Bai Si Si remained silent.
Tang Chou had just said that, from the other side of the base, came the sounds of intense fighting.
But ….. please don't let anything happen to you!
I never thought that after dying for so many years, I would actually have the chance to become even stronger.
Young Master was like a painting, standing in the wind, his white robes fluttering.
Damn it ….. the Whirlpool Sword Storm is chasing even faster!
He Yu Ming's face turned white, his scalp went numb, he could no longer care about his suave image, activating all the True Power in his body, he spread his legs and sprinted with all his might.
After a few minutes, Jing Hao regained his senses from the shock. Alright, as long as it was something related to Tang Tian, if it did not change beyond recognition, if it did not become strange and perverted, then that would be truly strange!
The value of this fellow's existence, was most probably to make the world abnormal.
Rumble rumble.
Whirlpool Sword Spirit Tempering Technique, I have never heard of it being able to move ….. this thing has always been used to temper the martial spirit ….. and not to run around after drinking …..
The battle at the corner, had alarmed everyone, everyone was stunned by Wen Jiang's strength. Twenty high levelled martial artists surrounded and killed Wen Jiang, but Wen Jiang still looked to be at ease.
His bewitching gaze, was frantically writing, piece after piece of paper filled with pictures and words, were continuously being completed by Tang Chou.
"Although I do not wish to trouble you, but this time, we need time." Tang Chou said coldly: "You better do it well, and properly shock the small fry."
After a moment, he raised his head and looked straight at Bai Si Si: "What do we do?"
Twenty people, actually could not do anything to Wen Jiang. Many of the mechanical martial artists who were training were prepared to provide support, but very quickly, everyone received orders from above, not to make a move!
Dou Yong looked at the two of them: "If we do this, it will be a little embarrassing, at least the three of us are saints!"
Bai Si Si's beautiful eyes also looked at Dou Yong.
The wind, seemed to be getting colder.
Magic Flute silently appeared behind Tang Chou, not disturbing him.
"Ah Chou truly foresees things like a god." Magic Flute exclaimed.
Tang Chou's position was extremely good, he could see every detail of the battlefield, his eyes lit up with a bewitching light aura, he was completely focused, the brush in his hand was writing at an astonishing speed.
"Yes, it's over." Tang Chou stretched his back, his bewitching gaze regaining its coldness: "This time, we have obtained sufficient data, I need to study it properly."
"What do we do?" Dou Yong asked straightforwardly: "This monster is definitely coming for us!"
"Split up and run!" He Yu Ming shouted.
"Seems like it." He Yu Ming's expression was sluggish.
The white paper in front of him was filled with all sorts of pictures, every corner was filled with words.
Those seemingly ordinary martial techniques, in Wen Jiang's hands, were shockingly powerful.
"Si Si, use your zither!" He Yu Ming shouted.
Tang Chou suddenly stopped, threw away the brush in his hand, and asked without turning his head: "Why are you here?"
"I will burn incense for him!" Dou Yong swore.
With a sigh, Young Master restrained himself, his eyebrows drooped and his eyes closed, the copper flute placed horizontally on his lips.
The two of them were speechless.
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"I am a spirit general destined to become a famous general, saints are my opponents." Tang Chou then reminded: "You have to be careful, we have caused the Honorable Martial Alliance to be in such a difficult situation, they will definitely think of ways to deal with us. Such a good opportunity, they will not miss it. "
Even if it was a berserk ninth level star spirit beast, after a song, it would fall asleep peacefully.
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