Scension of immortals

Chapter 676 The Seven Branches of Kendo

Lin Feng had only one breath to torture the Xifeng prince, and then he threw it like throwing a beast. Then he hugged the three Dharma bodies of Sword Valley and walked into Sword Valley.

"This man is not small. He is cruel to the boy of the Xifeng family in front of us."

"The boy of the Xifeng family is to blame himself, and he deserves it. Anyway, he is not the only direct bloodline of the Xifeng family. However, this person has not yet been sanctified, but his combat strength is not much worse than ours. I don't know what it is?

"There is a faint smell of magic weapon on his body. Is it a magic weapon split of a strong man?"

"The split of the magic weapon! Yubao Sage, you are a master of refining. The sense of magic weapons must be much stronger than ours. Don't you feel wrong?

"It will never be wrong. Nine out of ten in front of you is the magic weapon of a strong man. Judging from this, the body strength of the strong man should be more horrible.

The three sword valley's Dharma thoughts communicated with each other and were secretly shocked. To have such a powerful magic weapon split, the strength of the body may indeed be a mess.

After the four saints entered the Sword Valley, Fuyao Holy Land, Xiaoyao Holy Land, Huangpu Family and Lelin Family slowly gathered around. They were a little frightened, and they looked pitifully at Mr. Xifeng, who had lost his strength. He used to be more high-profile than them, and he was the proud son of the family. The future heir of the family is now not as good as a mortal.

The elite disciples of the family who followed him this time were killed and injured, and even the family saints were seriously injured. They tried their best to cultivate their injuries in the distance so that they would not continue to deteriorate.

"Brother Xiaoyao, didn't that person come with you? Do you know what he is from? At this time, Mr. Huangpu's tone was also much more cautious.

"Yes, Brother Xiaoyao, that senior is not the saint just recruited by your Holy Land, but he has no light of glory and the power of education at all."

"Mad, you bastards, now you know that you are cautious. I really hope you were blind and touched the devil just now." Mr. Xiaoyao thought so in his heart, but he shook his head gently. He walked into the Sword Valley without saying anything, and didn't even ride the dragon car.

In fact, he was lucky enough in his heart. His little concubine had offended him before, and he also worked hard to kill the little concubine, but he didn't expect to escape. As for his old man's imprisonment of his 200 sickle guard and the hundred-headed ten-level one-horned two-winged Pegasus, it may also be a disguised punishment.

Thinking of this, Mr. Xiaoyao couldn't help trembling.

In the Valley of Swords.

The seven swords of Optimus Prime stand in it, and each handle exudes a true meaning of the road. It was the rigidity, softness, righteousness, strangeness, violence, etherealness and killing that Lin Feng felt before.

A continuous palace is built under each sword, in which countless monks and venerable people practice and understand the true meaning of different kendo.

Lin Feng's split grasped all kinds of kendo breaths emanating from heaven and earth, and restored the true meaning of the road through the deduction of the plate of fate.

"I didn't expect to have access to the seven most powerful branches of Kendo here." The breath of the magic weapon body is constantly changing, and it also exudes a deeper meaning of swordsmanship. The three Dharma bodies looked solemn, and they couldn't guess what the man came from.

There is no shortage of all kinds of strong people in Sword Valley to visit. They enter this place with emotion, but they are not very proficient in the real power of Sword Valley.

But as soon as this unknown saint came in, he directly pointed out the foundation of the world of the three emperors standing in Jiangu for tens of thousands of years, that is, the most powerful seven branches of Kendo. Every avenue is enough to establish an ancestor and leave a glorious inheritance.

"Taoist friends, in another month, it will be the day when my young master of Jiangu chooses a son-in-law. At that time, there will be many proud sons of the sect, and even the saints will compete secretly. I hope that Taoist friends can come to the scene."

"Ha ha, I will naturally take a look at such a big event. I don't know what restrictions there are on my actions in Sword Valley?"

"Anyone who comes to my Sword Valley, no matter what his status is, as long as he doesn't get the consent of the old master of my Sword Valley, he can't get close to the holy land of the seven swords. I hope my Taoist friends can understand."

Lin Feng looked at the seven sky-high swords and nodded.

"I have been retreating on that mountain for a month, can I?"

The three Dharma bodies looked at each other and hesitated or nodded.

"Taoist friend, this is the place where my Sword Valley disciples practice. If there is anything disturbing, please take care of it."

"It doesn't matter. Thank you, the three saints." As soon as Lin Feng moved under his foot, he instantly moved to the top of the mountain he chose. This mountain is indeed a very huge and empty place to repair swords. I don't know what kind of hard material the rocks here are, and the surface is covered with different sword marks.

Now that there is no one left, Lin Feng casually found a flat and smooth stone to sit down cross-legged, and the Pluto dragon stick sneered on the ground beside him.

"This and the ghost bone dragon stick are the things of the saints of the Demon Sect, but that was still 30,000 years ago. Even if they use this excuse to find out where I came from, they can still excuse me. In the Sword Valley, I'm sure they won't tear off their faces and fight with me here.

Lin Feng thought about it for a while, and then suddenly swallowed the aura of heaven and earth around him, integrating the seven branches of kendo hidden between heaven and earth into the disk of fate. Lin Fengxiu is the origin of kendo and the fundamental source of all sword cultivation. If he can integrate these branches of kendo into it, there are only benefits, no disadvantages. It can speed up his understanding of the origin of kendo, and also enrich the kendo fairy art he has learned.

I don't know how long it took, a very smelly and intoxicating body fragrance came to my nose.

Lin Feng didn't open his eyes. He had already found this uninvited guest. The person who came was a beautiful and intoxicating woman. She didn't have gorgeous jewelry or light makeup, but she just stood there, and it seemed that she was the only one left between heaven and earth.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful woman who integrates the aura, beauty and spirit of heaven and earth. It seems that she is really beyond the world of immortal cultivation." Lin Feng's split has to admit that the comer is very touching. Her beauty is more beautiful than the purple clothes, Rufei and any woman he has seen.

The beauty makes him intoxicated.

"This is the place where I understand the Avenue. Could you please get up and make way?"

Lin Feng opened his eyes and glanced at her gently, with a trace of surprise and some appreciation in his eyes.

"I have been practicing Taoism for thousands of years before I have become the road of gods, and I think it is rare for thousands of years. I didn't expect to meet a more anti-sky talent than me today. Seeing that your bone age is no more than 500 years, you have become a divine baby. Your accumulation has reached its peak, and it will cause disaster at any time. It's a pity..."

There was a trace of intolerance in Lin Feng's eyes.

"Oh, what a pity?" The woman's face was motionless and her tone was calm.

"If you only understand the six branches of Kendo, you can not only easily get through the six heavenly disasters, but also make rapid progress in the future, which is enough to have the opportunity to advance to the Holy Way in five hundred years. Unfortunately, you have become the seven branches of Kendo, and once you get through the disaster, there is absolutely no chance of luck.