Chapter 152 Ling Meng Kills the Sword

Ling Meng kills the sword! To kill into the road, you can get a fierce fighting spirit from the battlefield, go forward to death, meet the brave on the narrow road to win, and the blood splash five steps of the final swordsmanship. Picking up this piece of jade, several bloody words reflected in Gan Ping's mind. If you want to become the invincible peerless sword practice, you should not only cultivate a domineering and indestructive body protection sword, but also study the swordsmanship in the world, integrate it, and choose your own direction from these thousands of messy roads.

Obviously, this Ling Meng's killing sword is a direction that Mo Feng pointed out to Gan Ping. This Ling Meng's killing sword is also a peerless swordsmanship with three grades. It is not an inheritance within the Miaocheng sect, but an accidental gain from Mo Feng when he was young. This Ling Meng master was also a peerless swordsman who threatened one side thousands of years ago. This Ling Meng's sword is his own swordsmanship. Ling Meng has no family and no school, but he is highly qualified. Unfortunately, his fate is bumpy. When he was born, he was stained with the star power of a lonely star, and he was tortured by fate when he was a child. Therefore, he also developed a full of cynicism. When his practice was a little successful and he was betrayed by his wife and friends, he was lonely all his life, and only a sword followed him.

This Ling Meng Shangren is also very good. He knows that his cultivation is low. Unlike the disciples of the sect who can get the inheritance of the swordsmanship of the sect, he sealed himself as Zhenyuan magic and threw himself into the world to join the army. He stayed in the death camp where the two countries fought for ten years. He felt the spirit of killing every day, with the help of the fighting hammer in the daily battlefield. Swordsmanship, you will finally get the Mahayana. This is the creation of this Lingmeng killing sword. This swordsmanship only attacks but does not defend the murderous spirit. Between the swords, it grabs people's hearts with momentum. Either you die or I die, with a set of paranoid swords.

Gan Ping's original life belongs to fire. The spleen of fire is domineering, and the fire is often burning the sky and destroying the earth. In addition, Ganping is affected by the two killing god fragments, the boundless son and the fire dragon. Under the gentle appearance of the surface, the killing is extremely heavy. That day, more than a thousand people sacrificed in Xiaoyue City in one breath was proof. What's more, when Wu Yizi saw Gan Ping that day, he found that this son was stained with a trace of white tiger Xingjun's anger when he was born. This set of murderous Lingmeng killing swords was just right as the first set of swordsmanship practiced by Gan Ping.

Feeling the more than a dozen bloody handwriting, Gan Ping felt that bursts of negative emotions hit his mind, bloodthirsty, killing, resentment, unwillingness... All kinds of swords came, and the strong killing machine raised the faint sound of the blood god knife. The first killer of the magic in Kyushu space was originally born for killing, but now under the influence of this sword, it has also begun to exude a strong tyrannical atmosphere.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were red, and his eyes were full of madness. Now his mind will be completely occupied by this murderous intention, and all kinds of misfortunes and confusion in the past also flashed in Gan Ping's mind, which made him more and more crazy. With a long roar, the sword behind him flew up in the air, and the bright sword light rushed straight to the sky on Hualong Peak. At this time, Gan Ping also had a little wisdom. A magic formula was played out, and even people and swords flashed to the wide martial arts arena in the back mountain.

In an instant, the screams of ghosts crying and wolves came from the sword in Gan Ping's hand, and the voice was sad and tragic. The move of Ling Meng's sword flashed in his mind, and the Huanshan sword in Gan Ping's hand also danced with the sword. For a moment, the fierce and domineering sword light flew around, and the moves practiced by Gan Ping were extremely open and large, only attacking but not defending, and the whole person was completely immersed in the sword spirit of killing the sword.

At first, Gan Ping was quite astringent when practicing this set of swordsmanship. When it was the second time, it began to become smooth, and the intention of killing was also revealed with Gan Ping's move. Once, on both sides, three times... Gan Pinggen, who is completely immersed in this swordsmanship, doesn't know how many times he has practiced. Now his mind is completely immersed in the meaning of this sword. It seems that all kinds of things in the past are in front of him. Every sword will do his best, as if he wants to split everything at the beginning.

The murderousness implied in Gan Pingyuan's heart was extremely heavy. Under the influence of the two killing gods of the White Tiger Star and the Fire Dragon, his whole person seemed to be a suppressed volcano. Usually, it is gentle and elegant, and when it comes to it, it will erupt in one fell swoop, showing the killing and power of destroying the world. Now that Mo Lianfeng's swordsmanship has completely aroused Gan Ping's murder. Under the influence of this crazy love, coupled with the urging of the blood sword, he has begun to slowly lose himself.

If it goes on like this, Gan Ping will definitely lose his mind in this swordsmanship. Although his swordsmanship is bound to rise sharply, he will be addicted to killing and fall into the devil's way. At this moment of crisis, bursts of purple light scattered from the crazy Gan Ping lower abdomen. The purple lotus platform of Taiyi Chunyang Xinjing in Dantian is slowly rotating, and the bursts of light slowly dissipate. Reflected by the lavender and gentle light, the sky magic blood knife, which was surrounded by a frenzy, slowly calmed down, and gradually returned to the lotus platform like a good baby and fell quietly in the hole of the lotus platform.

At this time, Gan Ping also felt the warm feeling of wandering in his mind, diluting the tyrannical killing machine little by little. Although the first exercise was still practicing the Lingmeng killing sword one by one, his mind was no longer that confused scene. As soon as the sword was put away, Gan Ping gasped slightly and secretly shouted in danger. If it hadn't been for the murderous intention under the pressure of Taiyi Chunyang Xinjing, maybe he had just been addicted to this sword. Although he would not be crazy, he would become more and more addicted to killing, and eventually become evil spirits and regarded human life as grass mustard.

Slightly calming his mind, Gan Ping waved the return sword in his hand again. Although it was also Ling Meng's killing sword, it no longer had the sense of madness just now. What came out was the decisiveness and an indomitable idea. Killing intention can enhance the power of swordsmanship and confuse the mind. Only by holding the heart can you not lose your nature of this killing intention. It is not a sword to use a sword to control people. Gan Ping can do this step so quickly. If Mo Congfeng is present, he will be greatly gratified.

After a long time, Gan Ping's sword slowly weakened and finally stopped. He has fully understood the meaning of this sword. Mo Zhenfeng is really worthy of swordsmanship. Although the swordsmanship selected for Gan Ping is not the ultimate swordsmanship, it is the most suitable swordsmanship for Ganping. As soon as he raised his eyebrows, Gan Ping showed a slightly surprised look. With a wave of his hand, a voice came from the array controlled by Hualongfeng, "Disciple Zhou Xing, was ordered to come and send the elixir seeds. Please open the array."

The voice is calm. Although it is still slightly immature, it is full of confidence. Obviously, the cultivation is not low. Gan Ping pinched his fingers and calculated that he had unconsciously practiced the Lingmeng sword for a whole night. At the time of calculation, he may have been waiting outside the peak for a long time.

A formula came out, and the foggy Hualongfeng opened a road and led Zhou Xing in. Gan Ping had already been waiting at the mountain gate for a long time. Sure enough, the person who came was Zhou Xing who saw yesterday. Gan Ping narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Xing, who was slowly coming. He couldn't help nodding in his heart. It seems that Brother Gu has cultivated Zhou Xing as his successor. Zhou Xing is quite clever, and a little carving is a good material.

Looking at Gan Ping standing at the top of the peak, Zhou Xing walked slowly in a trance for a while. Although he didn't see him for a night, Brother Gan seemed to have changed. Although he is usually in awe of this Brother Gan, it is only because Gan Ping's cultivation and identity are there, and Zhou Xing has to bow his head and worship him. But today, although it is only at the foot of the mountain, there is a sense of oppression in the axis. Although the face of the person at the peak is still gentle and smiling, Zhou Xing's back can't help but feel cool, like a light on his back. It seems that I feel a sharp sword hanging over my head, and my life is in danger all the time.

In fact, this is Gan Ping's realization of the sword meaning of Ling Meng's killing sword, and the murderous spirit is exposed. I just practiced this swordsmanship, and I can't let go of this killing. The slightly leaked sword spirit made Star Wars trembling like walking on thin ice this week. Finally, he came to Gan Ping. There were still more than ten steps away. Zhou Xing did not dare to approach. The faint breath on the surface of Gan Ping's body made him almost kneel down. Respectfully offering a black lacquer box with both hands, Zhou Xing said, "See you, Brother Gan."