The sky gradually darkened. Today is thirty, and there is nothing except a few dark starlight in the night sky. The boundless darkness enveloped the entire Jianwei County. The evening breeze blew, and a few creepy howlings were faintly carried in the middle. I don’t know if it was just the sound of wind, suppressing or the tiger roar and wolf howlings coming from the wilderness mountains in the wilderness. Although there were 30,000 to 40,000 people gathered in the city, but at this moment, everyone in the city suddenly felt isolated. It was as if the sky was big, but the earth was only left here.

Jianwei County is a place where Han and Yi are mixed, and there is no county magistrate in the city, so it is not like other cities in the Central Plains that curfews are imposed at night. But now the storm is about to come and the wind is filled with the building, and every minute and every inch of the air is only depressed. Therefore, the Yi and Han guests who originally liked to linger all night long now have already entered the house to rest early. Not only is the streets empty, but even the sound of silk and bamboo entertainment that is commonly seen in the tile houses in various places is also absent. The entire county town is almost silent, and the needles can be heard.

Yang Zhao sat cross-legged in his room at Yiquanju Restaurant, putting the soft sword horizontally on his knees, closing his eyes and meditating silently. However, although others did not move, the light of the soft sword flowed, and there was a buzzing sound like a beep. Every time the sword blade trembled, circles of light red ripples like ripples spread around. Even if the essence was just ordinary iron, it suddenly seemed that it particularly showed some extraordinary gift from the sword master.

The land is close to the southern barbarians, and the climate is humid and hot, and there are naturally many flying insects such as mosquitoes and flies. Especially today's depressing weather, the activities of these flying insects became more and more rampant. Attracted by the lights in the room, a mosquito with colorful patterns instinctively passed through the gaps in the window. Before it could figure out the situation in the room, a light red ripples suddenly expanded and approached softly. The mosquitoes that crashed into the ripples seemed to be completely different on the surface, but they still flew smoothly in the air for about three or four feet. It was about to change its trajectory and land on Yang Zhao to absorb blood, but suddenly it stopped. Then it was silent and automatically split into hundreds of pieces smaller than dust and obscured in the air, and could not be found again.

A piece of feather cannot be added, and a fly cannot fall. Even if the breeze blows, it will respond. It seems as quiet as dead wood and ashes, but in fact it swells the sword intent in all directions, forming a barrier that is as solid as a golden soup. As long as there is a slight movement in the outside world, the murderous intent will come. Such a magical skill is created by Emperor Yan’s astonishing martial arts theory.

The purpose of entering the Southern Barbarians to seek the "Shi Clan" was to seek the authentic Six Divine Arts and two Tathagata magic palm tools from the "Shi Clan". But in the final analysis, it was to fight against Yang Xuangan, the reincarnation of the Overlord Yang. Mahaye already has a deep foundation for the Six Divine Arts of the Pure Land. If you want to practice the Authentic Six Divine Arts and Tathagata magic palm, you will only achieve twice the result with half the effort. However, the little prince himself took a different martial arts path than Mahaye, which is far from the Buddhist technique and close to the Taoist Xuanmen. If you have to start from scratch, the effect may not be satisfactory. You must know that there are countless superb skills in the world, but no one can become a top master after practicing any martial arts. You must also cooperate with various conditions such as fate, energy, qualifications, and mind.

Yang Zhao is a royal child, and his destiny is a true dragon energy. It is also a "emperor star that is created out of nothing". The situation is quite common with the time and space when Yan Emperor traveled through time and space and came to the world. The Yanwu Theory is also an imperial martial arts, which is suitable for those born with imperial energy to practice. Therefore, the combination of the two complements each other. Since he got the secret book of this god-level martial arts from Lan Si that day, Yang Zhao took it out and pondered it carefully whenever he had the chance; when he had a little time, he thought about it alone and made great progress. Although the Yanwu Theory was profound and profound, he could not personally demonstrate and explain it to Emperor Yan himself, so there are many subtle key points that he could only rely on himself to explore. However, the little prince has also benefited a lot over the past few days.

After a long time, Yang Zhao suddenly "huh" and suddenly opened his eyes. The endless sword intent in the room slowly restrained, and the weapons on his knees no longer trembled, but the expression between his eyebrows seemed quite frustrated. The masters practiced to a certain level and often used their minds to simulate battles to train themselves. Just now, Yang Zhao was re-experiencing the Tai Chi Palace battle that day in the sea of ​​consciousness, and tried to use the theory he had just learned to "

The quick defeat of fierceness - Yan Li Crazy Movement", and the two discussions "Using softness to skill - Yan Hua Brilliant" to deal with the overlord's fierce power. However, the results obtained cannot be satisfactory. In the competition of pure moves, the Yanwu Theory is indeed more clever than the seven strikes of the purple thunder. But as long as Yang Xuangan pushes the purple thunder power with all his strength, the power on the knife will immediately increase by dozens of times. To play the long and attack the short to defeat the strong, with the little prince's current sword cultivation, there is obviously a lot of difficulty.

In the Dongfanghai Pavilion, Yan Emperor was reborn in his body and the nine thousand-year-old battle that had already understood the highest level of the wordless true scripture. In terms of the exquisiteness of the moves, nine thousand-year-old was far inferior to Yan Emperor. However, with the energy of the universe, he could defeat Yan Wu with his power, making it difficult for Yan Wu to swing. Later, Yan Emperor unsealed the magic weapon "Yan Emperor Sword" in his hand and restored it to the "Sky Emperor Sword", and also controlled the energy of the universe to enhance his own capital. Yan Wu's theory could show his divine power again. The previous car can be seen, the purple thunder seven strikes are fierce and domineering, and it is unparalleled in the world. If Yang Zhao's internal strength is too far from Yang Xuangan, even if he has unique skills, he will never escape defeat. However, this matter of enhancing internal strength is not something that can be achieved day and night.

The desire is not enough. Too much is too much, but it is not beautiful. Since we are too anxious, we can let go of our minds for the time being and just let it go as we go. Yang Zhao shook his head, returned the sword to the sheath, stood up and moved his muscles a few times. When he glanced back, he saw a large bag of luggage placed in the corner of the wall. All preparations for the departure have been made, and he can set off tomorrow morning. Speaking of which, it is thanks to Danmei. He went deep into the hinterland of the Southern Barbarians, selected what kind of livestock, bought what kind of dry food, and prepared medicinal oil.

There is also how to deal with various problems that may be encountered in the jungle... It turns out that there is a lot of knowledge. I used to think that I could make a decision based on my high skills, but now I think it is really stupid. If this is true, even if I am lucky enough to die, I will have to peel off several layers of skin by the poor mountains and waters of the Southern Barbarians. I have to find the "Shi tribe", and I don't know how much time it will be wasted. It seems that I accidentally saved this "Yin Yanmei" from Anlong, but it was too good to do.
Chapter completed!