Martial arts video: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten martial arts

As soon as the figure appeared, it was recognized by many people.

Although Wuming, the myth of Wulin, has retired to seclusion, he traveled all over the rivers and lakes back then, and many people knew him.

"Will Wuming return to the sect with ten thousand swords?"

"I've never heard of it. Isn't the nameless unique skill the inexplicable swordsmanship?"

"It seems that Wuming is the only surviving disciple of the Sword Sect, so it's not unusual for him to return to the Sect with ten thousand swords.

"It turns out that the martial arts mythology has already begun to cultivate immortals."

As soon as the nameless image appeared, according to past practice, everyone thought that he would return to the sect with all swords.

"Master, look, you are in the sky!"

Jian Chen pointed to the sky, completely unaware that Wuming was already in a daze.

What the hell am I?

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Chapter 36

Chapter 36 With a single thought, Wan Jian surrenders, like a servant seeing the Lord

In the picture, Wuming is full of sword energy, and the sword intent soars to the sky.

Countless sword qi centered on Wuming, as if they were worshiping.

These sword qi condensed and did not disperse, as if the real sword body was floating.

"What a pure and solid sword energy!"

Gai Xuan's pupils shrank.

He can also stimulate so much sword energy at once.

But he couldn't keep these sword qi contained but not released, suspended around his body without dissipating.

His sword energy has not yet reached such a pure level.

"So handsome!"

"This is the Sword Immortal!"

"Thousands of swords come out together, so one thousand swords will return to the sect."

The full special effects look extremely cool, of course, from the looks of the top masters, it is horror.

, Wan Jian surrendered, like a servant seeing the Lord

Poof.......

At this time, the nameless sword in the picture pointed, and the endless sword energy swept out like a violent storm, forming a sword curtain that covered the sky and the sun.

The wave of sword energy that covered the sky and the sun was like a big net, shooting a mountain full of holes in an instant, blowing it up on the spot.

Everyone gasped.

With this kind of sword energy raining like rain, there is no way to escape.

They couldn't imagine a way to break it apart from using their cultivation base to resist.

"Dugu Nine Swords' broken sword style, this move cannot be broken!"

Feng Qingyang's expression changed in horror.

Broken Sword!

Broken Arrow!

Breaking the net will not work!

Even though the Dugu Nine Swords are exquisite and unparalleled, they are helpless in the face of this overwhelming wave of sword energy.

This is obviously no longer a move, but a crushing of swordsmanship.

"Wan Jian Guizong is so terrifying!"

Po Jun was shocked.

This move filled the sky with sword rain, which made his eyes very hot.

[Thousands of swords come out, the attack is unparalleled! 】

The screen changes again.

I saw Wuming at the moment, in a sword mound.

Beside him, countless sword blades were stuck on the ground.

As soon as there was a buzzing sound, all the swords in the sword mound vibrated and flew behind Wuming, as if they were worshiping.

[The return of ten thousand swords to the sect is the highest level of swordsmanship! 】

[With one thought, Wan Jian surrenders, like a servant seeing the Lord! 】

"I didn't run away, Wuming is a sword fairy in Wulin Mythology!"

"Is this fucking martial arts?"

"I'm really cultivating immortals!"

"Wanjian is like a slave who sees the master. Doesn't it mean that no one in the world can draw a sword in front of the nameless?"

The true surrender of Wan Jian.

This scene was even more shocking than the previous scene where endless sword energy was released.

clang clang...

What is even more shocking is that the countless sword blades floating behind Wuming merged together to form a bigger sword.

With a swipe of the giant sword, the sword mound split open.

[Thousands of swords unite, can split the world! 】

However, this is not the end.

I saw the giant sword split suddenly, turned into a long dragon and swept across, and flew into the sky with Wuming in an instant.

【Walk with the sword, enjoy the world】

Immediately become a fairy!

Flying, this is something that even mythical masters cannot do.

No matter how superb the lightness kung fu is, one can fly hundreds of meters, but that is not called flying.

In the picture, Wuming is like a sword fairy in the world of leisure, riding a dragon with thousands of swords, and it goes straight into the sky.

J heart o

An extremely shocking emotion erupted throughout Kyushu.

Countless masters of the rivers and lakes lost control of their internal energy in shock, and suddenly exploded and injured the people around them.

"They are cultivators!"

Duan Yu wailed, and instantly felt that compared with Wan Jian Guizong, Bei Ming's magical skills were not as good.

Of course, if you can have both together, it will be even more seconds.

Thinking about the picture of himself driving Wan Jian and leading Miss Wang straight into the sky, he was very excited.

"Damn it, it's too cool, you guys go and snatch the nameless Wan Jian Guizong in martial arts mythology!" Both Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling cried greedily.

They are also cultivators, and they suffer from the sequelae of infertility.

And Wan Jian Guizong, as tall as he wants, as tall as he wants, as much as he wants, like a sword fairy.

"Who knows where Senior Unnamed lives in seclusion, I'm going to apprentice!"

"I want to be a sword fairy too."

This time, few people dared to clamor to snatch Wuming, and many people thought that it would be great if they could become apprentices.

"Wan Jian surrendered? Does it mean that in front of Wan Jian returning to the sect, you can't even draw your sword?"

"Even my sword will hurt me back!"

"This is too overbearing!"

Gai Nie's eyes were filled with fighting intent.

The martial arts myth is unknown, and it is a monument in the field of swordsmanship. He has long wanted to compete with the other party.

It's just that the nameless is retiring, and he wants to fight, but he can't find where the nameless is.

"Buzz..."

Yuan Hongjian was trembling, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Haha..Aren't you convinced too?"

Gai Nie smiled, feeling that Yuan Hongjian was very dissatisfied with Wan Jian's submissive remarks.

"His Majesty.."

Zhao Gao sought Ying Zheng with an ugly face.

Ying Zheng's order was to collect all the martial arts that had been counted.

But this time, the martial arts myth involved is unknown.

A master of the mythical level, even the dynasty would not dare to provoke them easily.

The word "myth" is not just casually said.

"Ignore Wan Jian's return to the sect for now!"

Ying Zheng's face was also a little ugly.

A mythical master, even he is extremely afraid.

And Wuming is a Imperial Guard who has overwhelmed tens of thousands of people.

Even Daqin's iron cavalry seemed unable to withstand the terrifying moves inspired by Wan Jian.

It's not that Daqin doesn't have myth-level masters, such as Gai Nie beside him.

But Gai Nie will never confront Wuming just to help him snatch the cheats.

Moreover, every martial arts myth is a real hero in the world, who has made indelible contributions to the world

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This is the difference between myth level and martial arts myth.

Although the realm is the same, the prestige in the martial arts is definitely not the same.

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Chapter 37 Sword Dao Monument, You Are Nameless

Chapter 37 Sword Dao Monument, You Are Nameless

"I don't need ten thousand swords, I only need one sword to break through millions of swords in the world."

Yan Shisan looked up at the sky, his gaze was full of urging.

His family handed down the Thirteen Swords of Desperation, which is also an unrivaled swordsmanship.

"The reason why my thirteen deadly swords were not selected for the inventory is not that the thirteen deadly swords are not strong enough."

"It's Thirteen Killing Swords, without these bells and whistles."

"My sword has only one trick - to kill one by one!"

In Yan Shisan's eyes, a cold light seeped out, and the high and surging fighting spirit caused the surrounding temperature to drop suddenly, like the coming of cold winter.

Under his fighting spirit, the surrounding vegetation trembled.