The Earth Is My Dantian

Before the war came, the wind was rumbling, and the wind and the yellow sand were no longer naughty, and stopped obediently.

Between the sky and the earth, there is a piece of tranquility.

boom!

Mu Ran's shock came from Ye Wang Ye, his clothes fluttered, his face was stern, and he finally showed his might as the number one in the world.

A big hand covering the sky and the sun, glowing with golden light, covered the sky and the earth, pressing down on the void and collapsing, the sky and the earth trembled, and the old man carrying the sword was about to be slapped to death.

Ye Wangye was bullying the old man who carried the sword, his body was weakened, and he couldn't resist the powerful blow that lifted the mountain.

At this moment, a strange image appeared behind Prince Ye, an invincible phantom, covering the entire Huangsha Ancient Road, as if crossing the Nine Heavens and Immortal Gates, lofty and vast, with infinite power.

This blow also made the surrounding people stagnate.

Too strong.

It is like a millstone from the heavens and the earth, crushed, whether it is a person or everything, if you dare to block it, you will be crushed.

The old man with the sword squinted his eyes to see this move, and in his eyes he saw the smoke of energy filling the space between the sky and the earth.

Although Ye Wangye is close to seventy years old, his body is at the peak, like an eternal god, with a slight movement, the smoke of energy can fill millions of troops.

He stood at the pinnacle of human martial arts.

The light in the old man's eyes is uncertain. Forty years have passed, and Ye Wangye has really grown too much. Back then, he still needed to use words to motivate the old man to leave the customs early, but now, he can wait for the old man to come to provoke him.

"You've grown so much, I'm not bad." The old man with the sword murmured, stretched out his hand and patted the lame horse under him, causing the horse to neigh, and suddenly let go of its steps and started to run.

The crippled horse started to run, ridiculously fast, but with incredible speed.

The horse didn't run towards Lord Ye, but rushed towards the palm that fell from the sky.

boom!

During the run, the horse hissed long and loudly, shaking the sky and the earth, sending out vibrations like a snow mountain collapsing.

The big golden hand exploded amidst the neighing of the lame horse.

Ye Wangye frowned, his move was not made by the old man with the sword, but a lame horse?

Not only Ye Wangye was surprised, but all the onlookers stared wide-eyed.

This horse is very thin, very old, and also lame. How could it have such terrifying strength?

The old man carrying the sword sat on the horseback and said calmly: "Ye Hong, when you entered the Hundred Thousand Mountains to experience yourself, you met a unicorn. You wanted to take it back and use it as a mount for yourself, but the unicorn was unwilling to live or die. You are angry. And the shot broke one of Qilin's legs."

Lord Ye was surprised: "This lame horse is the Qilin from back then?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone became excited, the auspicious beast unicorn, the king of demons, was born noble, and the birth of a unicorn meant auspiciousness.

But how could Qilin be turned into a lame horse?

The lame horse, which was being watched by everyone, suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared.

Ho ho ho!

The voice is thick and thick, not the neighing of a horse, but a strong royal aura.

A flame burned on the lame horse. It was the holy flame of the unicorn, which burned the lame horse at once, revealing the main body.

Fire Unicorn.

From the appearance, the lion's head, antlers, tiger's eyes, elk body, dragon scales and oxtail are all in one.

The four hooves were burning with flames, and one of the legs was lame, which was broken by Lord Ye back then.

Qilin has the ability to regenerate, and lame legs can be restored, but this fire unicorn is unwilling to do so.

It is majestic and majestic, and whispered: "Ye Hong, you broke my leg back then, and I will break yours today."

"Back then, you were unwilling to be my mount. You would rather die than surrender. Why did you become someone else's mount today?" Ye Wang sneered.

Huo Qilin taunted humanely: "You, Ye Hong, have a cold heart and only think about the peak of martial arts. When you are your mount,

Besides being raised by you, what are the benefits? "

"Then what about you now, wandering with him and turning into a horse, is life easier?" Lord Ye said indifferently.

"Ye Hong, you are a genius, but you are too extreme. You don't understand many emotions in the world, and maybe you don't bother to understand them. You believe in power, but power will eat you back. I followed the master and learned how to enter the world. , In the past forty years, I finally understand the meaning of life in this world." Huo Qilin said.

"Then you are going to besiege me now?" Lord Ye said with a disdainful smile.

Although he faced the old man carrying the sword and the fire unicorn, he was not afraid at all. The invincible figure behind him became more and more solid, and the terrifying momentum was like a big wave, beating one after another.

Rumble!

The yellow sand was rolled up, forming a small sandstorm, raging around.

Both Huo Qilin and the old man carrying the sword were unmoved, and the old man carrying the sword said indifferently: "My body is broken and rotten, and I can't deliver a single blow, and I haven't cultivated the soul, so I can't fight with the soul out of the body. It can be said that there is no fighting power."

Prince Ye watched in disbelief.

But Ye Sheng was surprised and said, "He has no combat power, so he still comes?"

Daoist Qingxu shook his head and said: "The old man carrying the sword and Ye Wangye are actually the same kind of people. They pursue the ultimate martial arts and sacrifice their lives for it. The difference is that Ye Wangye has lost humanity and put martial arts first. position, while the old man carrying the sword is rolling in the world of mortals, comprehending martial arts."

Ye Sheng seemed to understand but didn't understand, these realms are too advanced, he is only the seventh day after tomorrow, and the distance is too far away.

Flames spewed out from the fire unicorn's nose, and a smell of sulfur filled the air. It said: "Master's body failed ten years ago. These years, I have bled each year to prolong his life. Until recently, I also felt that my life span was approaching." , the body is still unable to maintain the peak, and can only gradually decline, so I came to Xianyang with the master, to seek revenge for you, and taste the taste of being the number one in the world."

Countless people were amazed that Second Under Heaven and Huo Qilin were rolling in the world of mortals this time, rolling away their own life spans.

What exactly are they enlightening to, wasting their lives so much?

Lord Ye calmly said: "So, it's really good that two dying masters and servants come to sharpen my martial arts for me."

The old man carrying the sword smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to touch the sword hanging on Huo Qilin's back, and said reminiscently: "I haven't made a single sword in forty years, but in my heart, I have cut thirteen swords. I have learned about swords for nearly a hundred years. , just to cut out these thirteen swords today."

"Sheng, thirteen swords!" The old man carrying the sword drew out his long sword.

The long sword that had been dusty for forty years was slowly drawn out from his hand.

clang!

A long-lost clear voice resounded through the world.

Countless sword intents exploded, and in the entire Huangsha Ancient Road, the virtual long sword condensed and disillusioned. This is the supreme sword intent.

The old man holding the sword held the long sword, closed his eyes, and said, "Ye Hong, sir, Thirteen Swords, please learn!"

Rumble!

The sword intent on the old man carrying the sword, like thunder, filled the sky, his body flew up slowly, and the yellow sand swept around.

The hair of the old man carrying the sword was flying, and a trace of sternness appeared on his old face. Suddenly, with a bang, his body exploded.

In the entire sky, there are countless sword intents, besides that sword.

The people around watched in surprise, this, is the old man with the sword dead?

Seeing this scene, Huo Qilin jumped up, spouted flames from his mouth, flew into the air, and exploded with a bang.

Sword energy all over the sky, unicorn blood all over the sky, and flames all over the sky are entangled together.

Slowly, they converged into a virtual figure, hundreds of meters high, with unparalleled momentum, and the oppressive crowd breathed hard.

The old man with the sword.