Chapter 30: Not Heaven is My Unique Flower (6)
Only when you truly face Xia Yushu can you truly feel the pressure this person brings to your opponent.
This kind of pressure is different from Gu Sanshan's sharpness, but a feeling hidden in the depths of the subtle. If the former's sharpness can at most make Su Muzha sense the pressure, then the latter's silentness makes Su Muzha understand that if a person is not careful in handling it, then his own price will not be a disadvantage, but a real fall!
Facing Xia Yushu, Su Muzhe is in the crisis of falling.
After all, this is an existence who once killed the Foundation Establishment Real Person. Like Su Muzhe, his true cultivation can no longer represent his own combat power.
Even for Su Muzhe himself, the peak of his cultivation was just a first entry into the foundation building.
This feeling of life and death crisis has allowed Su Muzha to raise his attention to the highest level.
Only those who have been reborn once know how precious the existence of life is. Su Muzhe is unwilling to die, at least, unwilling to die when he just stepped back into practice.
"A hundred flowers bloom."
In Xiao Se's tone, Xia Yushu took the lead in taking action without any enlightenment as a peak monk in the Qi Refining Stage.
Even his voice contained an indescribable feeling of sadness, as if he had had an unfortunate past, and seemed to have known something more unfortunate future. The sadness turned into a rich sorrow that could not be dissipated.
As he said that the flowers bloomed, Xia Yushu actually did it. There were actually hundreds of patterns in the void. Each pattern looked like a strange flower from a distance.
Each pattern is different, and the blooming faces are also very different.
Even Su Muzhe felt the breath of the Taoist flowers of the gods, the breath of the qi and blood lotus, and the breath of the devouring flowers.
What a terrifying Taoist Dharma!
Su Muzha was shocked!
With the combat power span of Xia Yushu, Su Muzhe naturally knew that the so-called inheritance of the Hundred Flowers lineage was definitely not an ancient Taoist law, otherwise the combat power of Xia Yushu would be even more terrifying.
But even in modern Taoism, Su Muzhe was truly shocked!
Combine hundreds of completely different paths together, and even in Su Muzhe's eyes, this flower is no longer as simple as ordinary mana condensation.
If Xia Yushu can practice to a profound level in the future, these hundred Taoist flowers are equivalent to one hundred Taoist fruits!
Cultivate a hundred ways, condense a furnace, and walk out your own path.
Even if he thought about it, Su Muzhe felt his scalp numb. Even this way of flowers was invisibly similar to the path of hundreds of ghosts walking at night that he had practiced.
But Su Muzhe knew that what he had practiced was an ancient Taoist law. It was magical to have such a terrifying and magical way, but modern Taoist law could achieve this step, and the founder of the Hundred Flowers lineage was stunning. If he was born in the Three Ancient Times, whether it was ancient, ancient or ancient, he would be destined to be like a Hundred Night Ghost Lord.
Of course, while shocked, Su Muzhai still discovered the limitations of Xia Yushu's "hundred flowers blooming". The hundreds of Taoist patterns are not all completely solid. Most of them are all dim. They only have the shape of Taoist patterns, but do not have the true meaning of Taoist patterns. And those who are truly solid and have true meaning are only the existence of eight or nine flowers.
Even so, Su Muzhe was already facing a great enemy. If the real flower pattern bloomed, I was afraid that Su Muzhe would not have to continue fighting, so I might as well just lead the neck and be killed.
"Water Cloud Ghost Slash"!
Su Muzha burst out in a blast, and when the flowers completely enveloped him!
This is Su Muzha’s true peak combat power.
All the nine evil spirits broke out, and the terrifying thick fog suddenly appeared, causing Baihua's detention to lose direction in an instant, and then the ghost fog disappeared in an instant.
Behind Su Muzhe, eight nigra ghost swords were floating, flashing with cold light. He lifted a ghost sword in his hand and slashed at the flower pattern closest to him.
Zi —!
A harsh sound instantly came from the place where the ghost knife and the Taoist pattern clashed.
The terrifying force caused the two to get violent friction, and even the sharp blade of the ghost knife instantly became as red as a soldering iron.
This situation has never happened before. Even when fighting against a martial arts boy, the ghost sword in Su Muzhe's hand was just Qingwei's damage, not an essential change!
The terrifying burning heat instantly passed to Su Muzhe's hand.
Swish!
The ghost sword in his hand turned into ghost fog. Su Muzhe did not dare to continue the stalemate, for fear that the Dadao Guizhe would receive fundamental damage, which would be extremely difficult to compensate and even affect the Taoist path.
With the end of Su Muzhe's ghost sword like this, Xia Yushu's Taoist pattern ending was not a good end. The Taoist pattern that originally radiated bright light had already slashed under Su Muzhe's ghost sword with all his strength. Not only did it appear, but the light even became extremely dim, and it was even worse than those Taoist patterns that had not condensed their true meaning.
Xia Yushu has nine Taoist patterns, which coincidentally has nine ghost swords in Su Muzhe's hand. At this moment, Su Muzhe has the intention to burn the boat. Even if he is damaged by nine ghost swords, Su Muzhe will directly crack all the nine Taoist patterns of Xia Yushu!
Cut the second knife!
The terrifying power, carrying Su Muzhai's thick spiritual energy, once again stared at Xia Yushu's Taoist pattern.
It had already cracked a flower, which was a great burden for Xia Yushu, and even his face turned a little pale.
If you continue, I am afraid that before the flowers swallow Su Muzhe, their foundation will be broken by Su Muzhe!
"Hundred Flowers Sorrow!"
Xia Yushu's hands condensed into strange marks in the void, as if communicating with some mysterious realm, and seemed to have triggered some terrifying killing move.
With one sword, Su Muzhe felt that he had a violent collapse around him!
It was not a shattering void. Such a violent scene, even if Xia Yushu was promoted to the peak of foundation building, it would probably be difficult to achieve, but this kind of collapse came from the collapse of the surrounding spiritual energy!
It seems that with the decline of the flowers, the surrounding Taoism has driven the rules, and then triggered the riot of the surrounding spiritual energy!
Amid the roar, Su Muzhe could not even continue to condense with spiritual energy, and all turned into black streaming light and disappeared into Su Muzhe's body.
The next moment, the terrifying spiritual energy hit and rushed towards Su Muzhe.
boom!
The instant severe pain made Su Muzhe curl up into a ball!
Are you going to die again?
Such pain is so familiar, as if he had been tortured in the endless wasteland.
When the Dantian exploded, the pain of exploding from the inside out still seemed to be something I experienced yesterday.
puff!
The silent pain was really silent pain. The riot of spiritual energy around him in an instant made Su Muzhe unable to convey the heart-wrenching cry when he was in severe pain.
Only the blood that kept spitting out of his mouth let others know how serious Su Muzhe's injuries were at this moment.
The riot of spiritual energy is that even if the disciples at the peak of the Qi Refining Period do not reach the level of Xia Yushu, or do not have spiritual consciousness like Su Muzhe, they cannot feel it carefully. However, the seriousness of the elders of the Demon Sect has changed drastically!
No wonder...No wonder Xia Yushu was able to kill real people who had just entered the foundation building!
Even the real person is afraid that he will have to hate in such a terrifying spiritual energy frenzy, especially when this foundation-building real person is still condensing his true energy and casting his secret magic, the sudden spiritual energy riot will be aroused, and it is afraid that the real person will lose his combat power in a short period of time!
Su Muzhe’s nine ghost swords are a good example.
Just a moment of spiritual riot, it was already damaged, and even... this kind of damage surpassed the first ghost knife. If Su Muzhe had not been retracted in time, he would have been afraid that the great ghost seal in Su Muzhe's body would have suffered original scars. This scar would be enough to make Su Muzhe's life unable to be promoted to the foundation building.
The spiritual craze finally completely crushed Su Muzhe's body, and even Su Muzhe's breath was as thin as a fancy spring, as if he could faint at any time.
Su Muzhe was already half lying on the ground, and even the strength to stand up was owed.
Xia Yushu walked slowly over and said in a voice with a strong sadness: "I have paid attention to every move you have taken, the first level of Qi training, and successively killed disciples in the late stage of Qi Refining Period. Very powerful? Very powerful? Huh... In my opinion, it is not worth mentioning. I have also heard of "Shuiyun Ghost Slash". Your weapon is just a ghost in the foundation-building realm. The only two that can surprise me may be your combat experience. Unlike a disciple in the first level of Qi Refining Period, and I never thought that you would have so many ghosts."
"They are not wronged in your hands. But now, it is not wronged in your hands. I want you to know that waste is a waste after all. From today on, the Soul Refining Peak will be ten years after the next!"
Finally, Xia Yushu even murmured to himself: "Even if... even what he said would be wrong."
There was a dazzling aura condensed in his hand. When Xia Yushu was about to wave his palm and take Su Muzhe away his life, Su Muzhe, who was half lying on the ground, suddenly suddenly rose up!
What was always under Su Mu was suppressed by him was actually an intact ghost knife!
Xia Yushu was frightened in an instant, and even in an instant, the Taoist flowers condensed on him, turning into a Taoist robe, trying to protect his safety. Even Su Muzhe was already desperate when he saw the Taoist robe, but Su Muzhe suddenly found that the empty door of Xia Yushu's chest was actually opened.
There should be a pattern in that place!
In an instant, seeing hope again, Su Muzhe was so excited that he almost wanted to cry!
Swish!
With a knife along the gap in his chest, Su Muzhe stabbed the ghost knife into Xia Yushu's chest!
"Hey...hey..."
In an instant, blood surged into Xia Yushu's throat, making him only make a strange sound. The next moment, after the blood overflowed, Xia Yushu could speak with difficulty.
"When I was seven years old, I met a fortune teller. He once said... I was 19 kidnapped and would die when I met a ghost. I was twenty years old after today. At first I thought I was going to kill my foundation-building ghost cultivator, but later I killed him until I met you again. Sure enough... I was going to die once..."
"Heavenly killed me...Heavenly killed me with a hundred flowers..."
Xia Yushu's voice became more and more sad, and finally he was intermittent and speechless.
"It's not that God wants to kill you, remember, it's me, Su Muzhe, who wants to kill you!"
Chapter completed!