Chapter 203 Life is thinner than paper

Ni Tiangao sneered and said, "What's so?" Ying Tian's magic sword suppressed Chu Tian's breathless attack.

Chu Tianqing knew that he could not fight hard with Ni Tian, but the other party's move was Pe Ran Mo Yu, which did not give the slightest flash space for the sinking fish and falling wild goose body. Several times he wanted to get out of the battle group and gasped for a little, but was blocked by the Ying Tianmo sword.

Under such unfavorable circumstances, Chu Tian's mood calmed down more and more. He keenly predicted every trace of hidden dangers and traps. Cangyun Yuanchen Sword and Rizhao God Fist tried to avoid good luck, and gave full play to what he had learned in his life and death.

You need to know that if the holy master wants to go further, it can't be improved through simple meditation and refining gas. What's more important is the word "wu". Cultivation is the cultivation of the mind, and the heart is successful. If you blindly immerse your head in the way of not participating in the way of creation, such as asking for a fish, a boat and a sword, you will never get it in your life.

It is rumored that in the Middle Ages, there was a great sage who sat in a bamboo forest in his home all day long. For more than ten years, he forgot to eat and drink, but he got nothing. Suddenly, one day, when the toad crowed in the middle of the night, I suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment in my heart. I broke through the side door and saw the moonlight in a moment. It was what the "epiphany" that the literati called "the article is natural, and I learned it."

Because of this, many monks have been devoting themselves to cultivation for decades, and there is no hope of reaching the holy level. They are not strong enough.

On the contrary, young disciples such as Chu Tian, Qing'er and even E Wu'e Wu, Hai Xiao Shu and Dong Han Shan are young disciples. Although they have not been in the beginning to monjudism for a long time, one is a famous teacher's guidance, the second is all kinds of experience, and their own understanding is outstanding. On the contrary, they can rise a thousand miles a day later, so as to enter the first-class holy level at the age of a weak crown. The forest of hands.

It's just that the cultivation of Taoism is like climbing a mountain. The more you get there, the more difficult it will be. Often in ten years, 20 years, or even 30 or 50 years, you can't understand it, and there is no progress. For example, many old owners of the three demon houses, or the famous elders of the five schools of righteousness, are all talented and outstanding, breaking through the holy level like picking grass and mustard. But if you go further, it is mostly difficult to walk on thin ice. In the end, it is only rare that can really explore the true meaning of the road.

For them, entering the world is practice - closed understanding is practice, eating and sleeping is practice, trekking through mountains and rivers is practice, and even listening to a song and enjoying a painting is also practice. As for the flash of inspiration between life and death, and a flash of thought in the fierce battle with a strong enemy, it is even more precious to meet but not to be sought.

It has only been five years since Chu Tian entered the road, and it has reached the realm of simplicity and truth. It seems that it is favored by God. However, only he knows how many life and death hardships he has experienced in the past five years, how much blood he has shed and how much sweat he has sweated.

At this moment, he fought against Ni Tiangao alone. He abandoned the idea of life and death in his heart, and did not care about the honor and disgrace. He completely let go of his hands and feet to deal with the strong enemy. It is expected that the six swords, Rizhao God Fist, the sinking fish and falling geese are unrestrained. When he fights to the heart, he forgets what moves are, and his interest reaches one punch and one sword wind. Lei Yin and white clouds come out, and strange hands emerge one after another.

Ni Tiangao snorted heavily in his nose and his face was cold. He was bruised all over his body for many times, leaving only one left arm to operate, and there was a strange forbidden attack in his body. It can be said that he was exhausted at home and abroad. He did not want to act arrogantly to avoid aggravate his injury, but he saw that Chu Tian was more and more brave in the war and regarded himself as a sparer, which was even more difficult to deal with than those ghost emperors and elders. If he did not use thunderous means, he was afraid of the opposite. It should be folded in the hands of this junior.

"Wow--" The divine light in his body was pouring on the Yingtian magic sword like mercury, and the sword blade "woo-woo" roared like Thor's rage, drawing a twisted and incomplete aperture to cut Chu Tian.

This sword seems that the circle of children's casual graffiti is not formed, but it is more powerful than those regular and strict moves. Every defect hides countless mysterious changes. Thousands of nodes condense together as if they have exhausted the esp of all the swordsmanship in the world. No matter how the opponent disassembled it, it is in its calculation. In the end, it was difficult to escape the disaster.

"Hold the remnant sword style!" Chu Tian's eyes lit up, and instead of being afraid at all, he was eager to try.

He has heard Youao Mountain talk about it for a long time. There is a "residual sword style" in the "Northern Ming Festival", which can be called the magic swordsmanship. Compared with the "Jishi Sword Tips" of the Haikong Pavilion, which is known as the first in the divine land.

The unfolding of Ni Tiangao's Yingtian magic sword is like a sword attack of hundreds of moves at the same time. Ten thousand arrows are fired all over the sky, and alarm signs appear everywhere on the spiritual platform. It seems that it is not enough to give birth to three heads and six arms.

If you can't prevent it, then you can't prevent it! Just try your best.

He didn't think about it and didn't want to hit his head into the sword light coming from his face like a moth. He suddenly felt his eyebrows, throat, chest, lower abdomen, limbs... The sharp sword spirit seemed to come from everywhere, even on his back.

But Chu Tian didn't care at all. Cangyun Yuanchen's sword went straight and stabbed Ni Tian's high heart with the help of his posture.

No matter how it is, for Chu Tian, one sword is enough to kill a person!

There is a trace of imperceptible chagment hidden in the depths of Ni Tiangao's eyes at this moment. If he still has a hand or a leg at this moment, he can easily seal the Cangyun Yuanchen sword, and then poke the boy into a hornet's nest with the Yingtian magic sword.

Unfortunately, he only had one arm holding the sword, and had to turn the edge of the sword to open the Cangyun Yuanchen sword. The sword was like a lingering sound and cutting Chu Tian's chest.

"Keng!" Chu Tianyun did not move like a mountain seal to pick up the Tianmo sword, his body was shaken and turned back, and his legs kicked Ni Tian's high lower abdomen like a cone.

Ni Tian high twisted his wrist and waved his sword. Ying Tian's magic sword crossed a circle in the air like a ghost-like arc covering Chu Tian's legs, and he intended to make this boy a cripple.

Unexpectedly, Chu Tian straightened his waist and raised his body, shaking his arm and throwing out the Cangyun Yuanchen sword to shoot Ni Tian's high eyebrows.

In this way, although Ni Tiangao's Yingtian magic sword can crush Chu Tian's legs, his head will also be pierced by Cang Yun Yuanchen. No one dares to take this risk easily even if his magical skills are unrivaled. The sword light flies the Cangyun Yuanchen sword, and his body quickly flies back to avoid Chu Tian's "rabbit kicking eagle".

Chu Tian's long arms took the Cangyun Yuanchen sword. Unexpectedly, Ni Tian shook his sleeves and hit a handful of magic sand.

Chu Tian did not dare to take it with his bare hands and empty fists. His body suddenly condensed and disappeared in an instant, and the magic sand was empty.

"Xumi Cave Sky!" Ni Tiangao sneered, and his spiritual senses explored the Chu weather machine, and the magic sword should be cut in the air.

"Keng!" The red man dance, and the fixed magic gun was born and hit the Yingtian magic sword. Qinger fought again. In the face of Ni Tiangao, she was fearless and fearless, and the gun blade swept away thousands of troops.

"What do I want you to do, girl who eats inside and outside?" Ni Tiangao obviously noticed that he had suffered a great loss, and he could no longer suppress the forbidden attack in his body. If you can't kill all the enemies in the half-pillar incense, you will be destroyed, and many years of ambition and great achievements will be in vain.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding--" The magic sword of Yingtian flew around the magic gun in the fixed world, and the apertures kept cutting on the barrel of the gun, making the magic gun tremble and unable to tremble by itself. The blade of the sword is like frost everywhere and the moon.

"Ding!" Bimang lightning flashed, Luojia came through the air with a hairpin in her hand, and clicked on the Yingtian Demon Sword.

Yingtian's magic sword trembled slightly, and Qing'er coldly scolded the magic gun in the world like a wild horse breaking away from the magic sword, and the gun pointed flashed back against Ni Tiangao.

Ni Tiangao reversed Ying Tian's magic sword and opened the magic gun. He glanced at Luo Jia coldly and said, "You finally can't help taking action!"

Luojia looked at Ni Tiangao and said slowly, "You are going to kill King An Tian, not your own daughter."

"Bullshit!" Ni Tiangao said rudely, "She wants to oppose me, can't I kill her!" It turned out that the heart demon gradually became crazy under the severe loss of power.

Chu Tian's body flashed and photographed Cang Yun Yuanchen's sword and said, "The only thing you can kill now is yourself!"

Ni Tiangao shouted impatiently, "Shut up and die!" His whole body burned like a flame, gasping and coughing fiercely, while flying to Chu Tian with a broken sword.

Chu Tian just wanted to provoke Ni Tiangao, so that he would not attack Qinger or Luojia. When he saw himself rushing in the opposite direction, he was not afraid. Cang Yun Yuanchen Jian Xiangyun rolled up and swept Liuhe.

Just as the two were about to fight, they suddenly heard the thunder outside the cloud pillar rumble and trembling in the void, and a golden red light penetrated through the clouds, as if thousands of troops and horses were attacking the city and plundering the world.

Everyone was stunned. In an immediate moment, they saw eight divine horses breaking in. A golden chariot seemed to come from the underworld hell, burning gorgeous flames, burning clouds and steam, looking at the wind and waves as nothing, rushing and crushing over.

On the chariot, the four guardian kings in white clothes and embroidered with nine flames stood proudly, guarding Lin Yinxue, the demon leader sitting in the middle, and fought against the bull.

"Wo--" Before Chu Tian and others could react, the light of the chariots soared, and rows of dazzling golden flames surged to me.

The golden light is like a sword, and the flame is as bright as the sun, as if I don't know how many holy masters are fighting with the sword.

Chu Tian couldn't help but be stricken when he saw this. A few days ago, he sat on this underworld prison chariot and was greeted by the demon religion with the gift of eight flags, but he did not expect that this car would have such unstoppable power!

At present, there is no time to think about why Lin Yinxue drove the chariot to everyone. Cangyun Yuanchen's sword turned to protect himself. The sword gas stirred the magic flame, but the whole body seemed to fall into the stove and it was hot. It hurriedly couldn't move like a mountain seal body, and flew back to avoid it.

The long hissing wheels of the Tianma rolled, and the Nether Warrior did not stop. Through the battle group, it quickly fell into the other end of the cloud pillar. The time to appear before and after the time together will never exceed one breath!

"Lin Yinxue!" Suddenly, I heard An Tianwang snorting angrily and chasing him with his sword. Looking at the turbulent place of the golden light, Ni Tiangao suddenly disappeared without a trace!

Seeing this, Qing'er said, "Brother, let's chase!"

Luo Jia stopped the two people horizontally and shook her head and said, "I can't go!"

Qing'er raised her eyebrows and shouted coldly, "If you are afraid, just stay." Get out of the way!"

A cold light flashed in Luojia's eyes, and he gradually turned into chagrin, and there was an indescribable sadness. Finally, his eyes fell on Chu Tian's face, and he reached out and held his hand and said firmly, "If you must go, I will accompany you!"