"It's a pity that what I want to do is not kill you, but defeat you!"

Tang Xiao said a word from his mouth, and his fists were neatly blasted out. The powerful domineering pressure instantly pressed down. A whirlwind was swept up within a radius of hundreds of feet, with great power!

The boxing technique attacked Jiankong's sword domain, and the space was shocked by wave marks and shattered in an instant!

"Forget the Chen Sword Way, the Hongchen Refining Heart!"

Under the terrifying dragon elephant power, the sword domain could not resist Tang Xiao's power at all. However, Jiankong's handprint changed, and two sword energy flew out, blocking Tang Xiao's fist.

Although Jian Kong's voice was weak, the great momentum of heaven and earth seemed to be surrounding him.

Jian Kong at this moment seemed like a misty old man who was not among the three realms and five elements, but his every move was arousing the whole world!

"What a sword of the Forget Chen, it's really amazing."

The power of the eleven dragons and eleven elephants was unable to do anything about these two ordinary sword energy, which also made two rays of light shoot out from Tang Xiao's eyes.

Jiankong's handprints remained unchanged and he spoke: "The way of forgetting the sword, cleansing the world, forgetting the mind, the sword is pure, but it is strong in the state of mind! As long as my state of mind remains unchanged, your current strength cannot break through this sword domain."

"sharp."

Tang Xiao sincerely praised and then said, "But unfortunately, this is not my ultimate power. No matter how strong the Wangchen sword art is, it is still martial arts. As long as it is martial arts, it has the ultimate. As long as that boundary is broken, everything will be nothing!"

After the words came, Tang Xiao shouted loudly, and flipped his hands with one palm and one punch, and a mysterious rune appeared on his hand, which smashed hard!

Tang Xiao also felt that a sharp pain in his arm was heard, and such a powerful force had already surpassed his peak of endurance!

But fortunately, he could still hold it in front of him, and the blue veins on his arm burst out, Tang Xiao's face was extremely cold, and the mysterious runes were blessed with power to the fist wind!

Dragon and Elephant Prajna, the power of the twelve dragons and twelve images!

The powerful dragon and elephant power seemed to be trying to suppress everything, and it suppressed it fiercely. At this moment, the world changed color, and the general trend of the world surrounding Jiankong seemed to be a little dimmed!

boom!

The powerful force directly destroyed Jiankong's two sword energy and blasted Jiankong out. At the same time, a powerful space force directly restricted Jiankong's arm!

Bang!

But in just a moment, it was split by Jian Kong's sword energy, but this moment gave Tang Xiao a chance to take action.

Paiyun Palm, Yunlai Wonderland!

A layer of white mist directly wrapped Jiankong in, and there was no sign of human being in an instant!

Seeing this move, the onlookers were shocked. Tang Xiao had already taken this move twice. The first time was used on Shen Ye and the second time was used on Xiao Qiyuan.

Every time after using this move, when the white mist dissipated, Shen Ye and Xiao Qiyuan were exhausted and easily defeated by Tang Xiao.

I wonder if Jiankong can block this move?

Jiankong felt that he was instantly wrapped in white mist. He was about to use the sword path to break it, but his consciousness shook, and even his state of mind could hardly be able to keep it in his mind, and his brain felt ache.

The next moment, he found that he was no longer Jian Kong, the third-year-old sword cultivator of the Qingyun List, the first sword cultivator of the younger generation, but a three or four-year-old child wearing a coarse linen and holding a bowl of sugar water.

Two people beside him, one man and one woman, were all dressed in coarse cloth clothes of land farmers, but their faces were simplicity and happiness, and they were looking at him.

Jiankong, who had never experienced family affection, could clearly feel that these two people were his parents.

"The kid likes to drink sugar water, and he doesn't like to drink white water. He is such a greedy baby." The mother said with a smile.

The father also smiled and said, "This is our kids' smart, and the sweet ones are definitely better than white water."

Jiankong didn't know what he was going to do at this moment. He seemed to be immersed in this family affection and was drinking candy water foolishly.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. But after half a day, a horse's neighing and a man's scream came.

"The beard is here! The beard is here!"

Huzi? Jiankong knew this name, which was called bandits by farmers.

Hearing this shout, the mother quickly picked up Jiankong and ran out, but it was too late and several bearded men had already rushed in.

Jian Kong's father was killed by the bandits and his body was thrown aside.

"Baby's father!" The mother screamed sadly and was about to pounce on her, but she was pulled by the bandits, and Jiankong fell to the ground.

"Boss, there are girls! Brothers are happy!"

Under the lewd smile of several bandits, the mother ran back with despair on her face, but unfortunately she was still caught by them. In desperation, she grabbed a bandit's sword and wiped her neck, rather than die than be humiliated.

Blood sputtered out, and his mother's body fell to the ground. Jiankong looked at all this with despair, but he did nothing, just sat there stupidly, his mother's blood had already sputtered onto his face.

"Damn it! It's so unlucky!"

He didn't meet a woman and was still splattered with blood. The bandit immediately cursed and threw her mother's body aside. He saw Jian Kong lying on the ground again.

"There is a little boy, let's kill him!"

The bandit swung the big sword and was about to slash Jiankong, but the next moment, a scream came from the sound of screaming.

All the bandits were killed, and the remaining bandits quickly rode their horses with horror on their faces.

This is the aura of a warrior. Some of them are warriors, so naturally they know the strength of warriors, so how dare they provoke them?

An old man with a kind face in white robe landed in the yard. After seeing the dead, he shook his head. Then he saw Jiankong sitting foolishly, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Born a sword body!" The old man was immediately happy, then pulled Jiankong and said, "Child, your parents are dead. Why don't you take me as your teacher? I will make you a strong man and not be bullied in the future."

"Become a strong person... Don't be bullied..."

Xiao Jiankong repeated this sentence silly, then looked at the old man's voice and said in a tender voice: "Can you kill the bandits? I want them to tear them into pieces and expose them to the wilderness, and they will not die well..."

Xiao Jiankong seemed to have vented his hatred from inside and outside the illusion for more than 20 years, and said all the ruthless words he knew.

The old man shook his head slightly and said, "A person must not be influenced by hatred. What you need to do is to change your destiny, rather than to end up being killed like your parents. Do you understand?"

Xiao Jiankong nodded in a vague way. He seemed to have no idea what sadness and hatred were.

After burying his parents, the old man took Xiao Jiankong away and returned to a grand sect, which was so powerful that it was extremely magnificent.

"What's your name?" asked the old man.

Xiao Jiankong shook his head blankly, not saying anything.

The old man shook his head again and said, "Since you don't have a name, I'll give you one. What I want to teach you is the strongest martial arts of the sect, called Wangchen Sword, you'll call it Jiankong. You major in swordsmanship, but don't be influenced by external forces such as hatred. Forget all this, all of this is Kong."
Chapter completed!