The burly figure appeared from the depths of the dense forest.

The land under his feet was constantly squirming and pushing him forward.

Tang Yimo's body suddenly became tense. The moment the man appeared, he felt a huge pressure.

"Are the practitioners of Bai Yujing?"

This burly man, wrapped in a black robe, was very gentle and elegant.

He glanced at Jing Yue in the distance, and his eyes finally fell on Tang Yimo.

"What you practice is the magic skill, and falling into the demonic path is a sin."

The man in black robe crossed his fingers against his chest, like an elegant Confucian scholar.

However, his burly body was incompatible with his temperament.

Tang Yimo has no nonsense.

His whole body was red, and the blue veins seemed to float outside his body.

The whole person was like a madman, bursting out instantly, and the ground under his feet was trampled into sunken and cracked.

This great Han must be the culprit of manipulating the barbarians to launch an attack on the war. As long as the culprit is killed, the barbarians will retreat.

"It's really irritable."

The burly man actually moved the soil under his feet, causing his body to continue to move.

Tang Yimo's attack was a little unable to keep up with his speed.

This feeling is very bad.

"I am at the peak foundation building realm. Although your martial arts give you the combat power of the foundation building realm, most of them are physical attacks."

"You have to know that the real power of this world is magic."

"No matter how strong your body is, you can't even get in touch with me, so... what's the use?"

Dahan Road.

Tang Yimo's eyes seemed to burst out with blood, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Because the second vein was uncontrollably erupted, Tang Yimo's skin began to seep out of blood, which was a rhythm that the body could not keep up with the strength.

The big man chuckled.

Raise your hand and wave it.

boom!

A thick stone pillar suddenly rose up on the ground.

Tang Yimo hit a punch, shattering the stone pillar.

With the help of the wriggling ground, the big man moved to the distance and smiled gracefully.

Continue to wave, hook your fingers, and recite something in your mouth.

Earth thorns are constantly growing on the ground.

This weird fighting method makes people feel creepy.

Of course, Tang Yimo was not afraid of it. He almost had full firepower, and every stone pillar was smashed to pieces by him.

"What a strong body, but unfortunately, the strength of the body finally has its limits..."

The man smiled gracefully.

Raise your hands and applaud.

With a "bang", they were slapped together.

The next moment, the gravel on the ground surged, and Tang Yimo felt that the darkness in front of him was completely dark the next moment.

Two hemispherical blocks of soil suddenly sped up and wrapped Tang Yimo cover.

A ball formed and quietly hit the ground.

There are also rustling gravels that shake off from the surface of the ball.

The big man smiled softly.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, looking at the walls of Nanjin City.

"The Lord of the Plane..."

The burly man, his fingers crossed his face against his chest again, and even if he was just a wanderer, he would maintain his elegance.

Behind him, black-robed priests appeared, and the eyes of these priests were dim, as if their souls were eroded.

They are like tool people, only knowing how to use magic.

Everyone was shocked when Tang Yimo was sealed.

Jing Yue suddenly opened his eyes.

There were invisible waves of air surging around his body.

After Huadongliu's guidance, Jing Yue suddenly realized that he understood what the sword intent was.

"My sword intent... is moving forward!"

Jing Yue whispered quietly.

The Jingtian sword was held in his hand and he held it with his own hands.

He felt as if he was back when he was practicing stabbing swords in Beiluo Lake, and the feeling of accomplishment that was piercing the lake water little by little surged in his heart.

Time and time again, the sword energy is getting longer and longer.

Buzz...

Jing Yue opened his eyes.

The whole body seems to be replaced by invisible sharpness.

Sword Intention…

Jing Yue held the sword, took a lunge, and stabbed forward with a sword.

A simple and unpretentious move.

Punching the burly man straight.

The ground seemed to be cut open by the sharp sword energy, and a hole was cracked.

It seemed as if there was a sword energy like a training, storming and piercing five hundred meters straight.

The burly man's feet squirming ground was steady.

He raised his hand and waved it lightly.

In front of him, dozens of stone slabs rose from the ground.

Jing Yue's sword intent came.

Bang bang bang!

From a distance, the stone slabs were pierced by sword energy.

One stone after another could not stop the sword energy...

One sword pierced fifty-two stone slabs.

When he finally pierced the last stone slab of the burly man, the sword energy was so weak that it was inaudible, as if it turned into a stream of air that blew past the burly man.

Cut off a strand of hair from the burly man.

"swordsman."

The burly man squinted his eyes.

The natives of this world seem to have something.

All his talents are a bit evil, whether it is the boy whose body bursts out of the physical hiding realm combat power, or the swordsman whose swordsman pierces the 52 stone slabs.

All are very unusual.

The sword failed. Jing Yue frowned slightly, held Jingtian's sword, took out a stacked bup from his arms, spread it carefully, took out a Qi-gathering pill from the bup and stuffed it into his mouth.

The spiritual energy surged again on his body.

Raise the sword.

Since one sword cannot solve it, then... a few more swords!

The burly man waved.

The black-robed priests behind them all stepped out and began to chant.

As the chanting was chanting, the earth thorns suddenly burst out and whistled towards Jing Yue.

The disciples of the Dao Pavilion led by Xie Yunling also shouted loudly, stepping on the star steps, forming a formation again.
To be continued...