Invincible Conqueror

However, the Hell Winds did not last long, rolling in the small yard, and disappeared after four breaths.

After a blow, Huang Xiaolong did not slash again, but felt the wind of **** formed by the attack of Shura's blade. He stood there, in his mind, as if the wind of a group of **** was constantly spinning, and the wind of **** swept. The trajectory that scrolls through is clearly presented before his eyes.

Half an hour later, Huang Xiaolong suddenly moved, and the blade of Shura suddenly slammed out again. This time, there were 18 blades of pure hair born out of nowhere, stirring constantly in the space, the airflow swirled, and two groups of wind formations formed. Compared with the previous time, the two groups of wind groups were bigger.

After a blow, Huang Xiaolong stood still and did not move, thinking back to the direction of the wind and the wind from the formation, to the rotation, to the rolling track.

Half an hour later, Huang Xiaolong once again waved the blade of Shura.

Repeatedly, over and over again.

After each attack, Huang Xiaolong stood there for half an hour and then attacked again.

From the morning, to noon, to the evening, when the last sun began to disappear, when Huang Xiaolong’s two-handed Shura’s blade was again thrown out, the two groups of Hell’s winds continued to turn, and there was a faint whimper. This whimper seems to come from the depths of hell.

And the Hellwinds have been able to sustain five breaths.

Huang Xiaolong listened to the sound of **** in the wind of hell, and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. According to the drawings, the first stroke of **** can produce the sound of hell, then even a small!

If I was the first director of Shuramen, I was mad at seeing Huang Xiaolong here. I will practice the first trick of Shura’s swordsmanship in the day. I am afraid that I will be shocked and incoherent.

When I was a mad chance to get this practice, I practiced Shura’s swordsmanship for the first time, but it took more than two months to cultivate the sound of hell.

And Huang Xiaolong only used one day!

The practice of fighting skills has nothing to do with the martial arts. This requires comprehension of talents. In the past, Huang Xiaolong was a martial arts centuries-old genius. The past martial arts and fighting skills were similar. When Huang Xiaolong practiced for one day, he cultivated the first stroke of Hell’s swordsmanship to the small This is not surprising.

Looking at the nightfall, Huang Xiaolong stopped the Shura sword practice, returned to the room, and sat on the Hanyu bed to run the Shurao practice.

Since breaking through the fourth order, Huang Xiaolong's double-headed snake martial arts not only split into twin super-wu soul, but also changed shape and rose a big circle.

When Huang Xiaolong Wuhun was just awakened, the two-headed snake martial arts had only two slaps, and now each martial art has a size of half a meter.

The black and blue double dragons are coiled behind Huang Xiaolong, and Zhangkou constantly devours the nine secluded air that falls in the void. After breaking through the fourth order, the nine secluded air from the void is darker and thicker and more pure.

The faint Longwei was distributed from the black and blue dragons.

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Time passed, and soon a month passed.

In this way, in addition to practicing Shurao and Yijinjing, Huang Xiaolong cultivated the Shura swordsmanship in the small yard every day during the day. One month later, when Huang Xiaolong’s blade was shrivelled, the blade mandore reached more than forty. The road, and the wind squad of **** is twice as big as a month ago.

One night, Huang Xiaolong came to Houshan to try the power of Hell's wind. The swords of the two hands shook out, the wind of **** swept, rolling, all the trees within ten feet were cut off, these trees were cut off. It was covered with a number of blade marks, as if it had been cut by a few hundred people.

Looking at the trees that were cut off, Huang Xiaolong was nodded with satisfaction. The fighting technique of Shura’s swordsmanship was indeed very strong, and he was much stronger than the swordsmanship of his previous family.

"However, at this speed, it is necessary to practice this trick of **** to the realm of Dacheng. It should be half a year." Huang Xiaolong thought.

Although it is a month of hard work, the power of Hell's Wind is not weak, but it is far from the Dacheng situation described in the drawings.

If the **** of this wind is cultivated into the realm of Dacheng, a single attack will come out, and the two groups of Hells can change direction with Huang Xiaolong's mind.

After practicing the Shura swordsmanship in Houshan, Huang Xiaolong slowly converges his mind, his feet are open, his palms are lifted over his head, and he constantly absorbs the aura of heaven and earth. The aura around the world is constantly pouring out of Huang Xiaolong, transforming internal forces and gathering in Huang Xiaolong Dantian. Among them.

It didn't take long for the cultivation. Suddenly, the golden light of Huang Xiaolong Dantian flashed. Then, the whole body shone, and the surrounding airflow rushed out to the four sides. The inner strength of the road was sent from Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong's palms slowly recovered, stopped, his eyes opened, the internal force worked, and finally the internal forces of Yijinjing's third force were running through the veins!

Then you can cultivate the fourth potential to change the stars in the future.

Recalling the fourth trend of Yi Jin Jing, Huang Xiaolong's right foot moved slightly to the right front, forming a diagonal slash with the left foot, bending the knee, the body sinking slightly, the right palm is high and the head is straight, the palm is downward, the head is slightly right oblique, the left arm Then he bends to the back and begins to breathe slowly. The heavens and the earth come to breathe and rush into his body.

A night passed.

When the day was white, Huang Xiaolong recovered the right palm and the left arm, and his body posture recovered. He stopped the fourth style of Yi Jinjing.

After stopping the Yijinjing cultivation, Huang Xiaolong breathed a sigh of relief and practiced the palm of his hand. Then he returned to Huangjiazhuang. When he returned to Huangjiazhuang, the sky was already bright. Huang Xiaolong walked to the East Hall and found that both parents Huang Peng and Su Yan were in However, the atmosphere of the hall was somewhat wrong. Huang Xiaolong could not help but ask: "Hey, mother, what happened?"

"Huang Wei has cultivated from Lingchi!" Huang Peng looked at his son and said that the voice was a bit low: "I heard that he has reached the peak of the second stage!"

Huang Xiaolong remembers that it has been one month since the opening of Lingchi, and the second peak of the second stage? It seems that Lingchi has been practicing for a month, and the effect is really good. Huang Xiaolong sneered.

"Hey, mother, next year, you don't have to worry." Huang Xiaolong said: "In fact, I have reached the second peak of the second day yesterday!"

After Huang Xiaolong finished, his body was released.

"This, the second peak of the second stage!" Huang Peng and Su Yan sensed the son's vindictiveness and surprise on his face.

"Little dragon, this!" Huang Peng could not help but look at his son. Did the son have another adventure? Otherwise, it is impossible to reach the early peak of the second order so quickly.

Huang Xiaolong smiled and said: "Hey, mother, this matter, you should not ask more."

Huang Peng and Su Yan look at each other. It seems that there is another secret in their son. However, since the son did not want to say more, the two did not ask more.

"Well, Xiaolong, as long as you can break through to the third order at the end of the year, even if you can't win Huang Wei, you will be allowed to practice in the mountains afterwards!" Huang Peng looked at his son.