Chapter 389 Martial God [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

"It was snowing heavily at that time. This kid knelt in front of my Yunzhi Temple for three days and three nights, with the snow covering his neck. I told him that he only had the talent of the Five Vine Orchids and was still a little short of learning all my unique skills. He said that he would be satisfied if he could learn just one or two moves. Seeing his sincerity, I taught him three of my self-created sword moves."

"This kid's talent is barely half of mine. I didn't expect that he could master all three moves so quickly."

"hey-hey."

Outside the crowd, Wang Rulin had an immortal demeanor and spoke eloquently.

When Wang Rulin saw Liang Yue burst out with the power of the seventh realm but was beaten violently by Feng Nanjue's Qilin Bone, he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks and wished he could rush in to fight back for his apprentice.

But when Liang Yue counterattacked with a sword and the situation turned around in an instant, he immediately showed the smile of a winner again.

When Liang Yue's sword intent just permeated out, he knew before anyone else that his disciple had won.

That was the Three Wonders Sword he created himself. No one knew how to become an immortal with one sword better than Wang Rulin.

Although Liang Yue's sword was still very crude and only covered an area of ​​ten feet, Feng Nanjue was just within this range. In fact, if he had dodged more decisively at that time, he should have been able to avoid Liang Yue's sword.

It's a pity that he doesn't understand.

In fact, although he spoke arrogantly, Wang Rulin was secretly shocked in his heart.

It took him several years to create and perfect these three sword techniques. Although he only had three swords, he was considered a rare genius in the world. His vision for his apprentice was to be able to comprehend the Three Ultimate Swords within ten years.

But it only took Liang Yue one year to master these sword moves.

He has learned everything he can!

Even if Wang Rulin was proud of his talent, he couldn't help but feel inferior to this kind of understanding.

Especially at that moment just now, he knew that Liang Yue had not completely mastered the sword to seal the immortal, not because of insufficient comprehension, but because of his cultivation. The power required for this sword was sufficient only after reaching the seventh level.

However, it was only a moment since he had exploded to the seventh level of power. He either comprehended it while fighting, or he had mastered it in an instant. It was terrifying no matter how you thought about it.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Enlightenment Tree has become a spirit.

"One sword seals the immortal..." Taoist Feng was also extremely surprised. He certainly didn't believe Wang Rulin's nonsense. The Three Absolute Swords also understood it. "I thought Liang Yue would have to reach the Grandmaster level to comprehend this sword. If he could reach the peak and become a top Grandmaster, he might inherit your title of 'Invincible to Immortals'. I never expected that he would comprehend this sword in the seventh level... and in such a short time in the seventh level."

As a warrior himself, Master Yun knows how difficult it is to comprehend the rhythm of Tao.

Wang Rulin's sword to seal the immortal was so difficult that he could not understand the mystery of it. He could only watch from afar. Liang Yue had actually mastered it so early. He shook his bald head repeatedly and kept saying, "Amitabha, Amitabha..."

They are all grand masters who understand both Liang Yue and the Three Absolute Swords, absolute experts. The more they understand, the more they know what Liang Yue has accomplished.

Only those who understand how to seal the immortal with one sword know how profound the secrets involved are.

In the eyes of the ordinary spectators around, Liang Yue's counterattack came unexpectedly. After a brief moment of surprise, cheers rang out all around.

They could not see the profoundness of it, they just felt that Liang Yue was inherently stronger than Feng Nanjue.

For several years, Feng Nanjue has been boasting about being number one on the Young Lion List. It turns out that the real strongest genius is already in my Jiuzhou formation.

Pang Chun looked at the incredulous eyes of the people around him, and curled his lips, "I said long ago that he could win, you don't know how high Ayue's comprehension is, he..."

After searching his mind, Dachun gave a very high evaluation, "Smarter than me!"

……

Liang Yue, who was smarter than Dachun, was just glad at this moment. If he had opened his eyes a little later, he would have been shot in the head by Feng Nanjue. This guy was really deadly.

But I can't blame him, I didn't show any mercy to him.

After all, in a match like theirs where both sides are risking their lives, they won't feel at ease unless they completely destroy the other side.

In a sense, Feng Nanjue could be considered a respectable opponent. If he hadn't relied on the power of the Dou character seal and had a little sudden enlightenment, there would be no way he could have defeated him.

Feng Nanjue lowered his eyes, looking at the sword that pierced his heart, and a trace of unwillingness began to appear in his eyes.

He had been honing his skills for twelve years, and had almost never left Mangcang Mountain, not just for this battle to capture the city. This was just his starting point, he wanted to debut from here, stepping on the geniuses of Yin Country, and dominate Jiuyang and Jiuzhou, just like Kuo Muye did in the past.

I will become a god in the future.

Why did it end here?
In the years before this, he always felt that he was the protagonist in this world, but at this moment he suddenly had doubts.

Is not it?
The force of life quickly drained away from his body. Due to the blessing of the Qilin bone, his blood and energy were exceptionally strong. However, after suffering a fatal injury, he could not hold on for more than a moment and would die.

At this last moment, an explosion suddenly sounded in the void.

There was a crack, like thunder.

It seemed like someone had forcibly broken through the formation outside the battlefield. This formation was set up by the great masters of the two countries. Even thousands of troops could not break through it. This was done to prevent anyone from interfering with the battle to capture the city.

But someone can still break in easily.

There was a figure behind Feng Nanjue.

He was a man wearing navy blue tights, with a sturdy build, a head taller than Feng Nanjue, with short hair, a square face, and thick eyebrows.

He suddenly appeared in the field and pressed Feng Nanjue's shoulder. Feng Nanjue's madly flowing life stopped at that moment, as if the exit of water was blocked.

Liang Yue's sword energy was instantly cleared, and Bu Liuming was squeezed out of Feng Nanjue's chest. The fatal injury was actually healed by his slap.

Facing this man, Liang Yue felt it was difficult to breathe, as if the air within a ten-mile radius was suppressed and unable to flow.

Not only did he feel this way, even the spectators outside the battlefield who saw this scene through the clouds and mist felt as if their hearts were filled with something and they felt depressed for a moment.

This man who suddenly appeared just stood there like a mountain.

It made countless people feel the pressure as if a god had descended.

And for Liang Yue, who was being stared at by him, it was already quite difficult for him to remain conscious.

With a little thought, it is not difficult to guess this person's identity.

He had seen some top grandmasters, as well as people on the Tongtian Ranking, but none of them had such terrifying power.

The answer is ready to come out.

"Kuomakino!"

The spectators from Yin Kingdom could only exclaim in surprise.

Many of the spectators on Jiuyang's side were already shouting and bowing, "Master Martial God!"

(End of this chapter)