Martial World's
Ch 1310 - Wheel of Samsara
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"Jun Bluemoon is not at all simple!"
Mo Eversnow commented from within Lin Ming's inner world. “There was a terrifying sleeping soul inside his sword. It might be an artifact spirit, and it might also be the remnant soul of an Empyrean. It likely did not belong to an ordinary Empyrean. ”
“Mm. If that remaining soul were to attack me personally then killing me would only take a short period of time. ”
Lin Ming did not doubt that remaining soul power. No matter how tattered it was, it was still extremely powerful.
Those remnant souls had already merged together as one with the Yin Yang Soul Sword, taking the sword as its body. With that, that remnant soul could display a terrifying strength. If Jun Bluemoon dared to take this heavenly sword in front of so many people, he naturally had something he could rely on.
Empyrean Divine Dream and Empyrean Vast Universe would not covet Jun Bluemoon's sword. And in the future, even if Jun Bluemoon went on an adventure alone, there might not be a World King powerhouse that would secretly move against him. After all, the sword had an artifact spirit created from the remnant soul of an Empyrean level powerhouse. By protecting him, no one could hope to kill Jun Bluemoon. And even if they did, it would be impossible for them to subdue that sword.
"This Jun Bluemoon has a great destiny about him. Since the heavenly sword chose him, he certainly had some outstanding aspects to him. Besides, his personality is perfect. He is collected, deep, and an honest person… "
Lin Ming looked at Jun Bluemoon, who was now hugging the little rabbit.
After losing to Lin Ming, Jun Bluemoon had no qualms with it at all. With the nature of this kind of martial art, he would be able to walk far in the future without developing a heart demon.
Lin Ming could predict that in the future, Jun Bluemoon would definitely become an unrivalled powerhouse of his generation. Although he might not be the future main hero, he would definitely play a very important supporting role.
"Lin Ming, you still have two matches left. One against Hang Chi, and one against Frost Dream! You have some hopes of competing with Hang Chi, but against Frost Dream, your chances are almost nonexistent. ”
Mo Eversnow speculated. When Dragon Fang fought with Frost Dream, Frost Dream did not show its full strength at all. According to this, the difference between Lin Ming and Frost Dream was not small. This was because Lin Ming was only a few points stronger than Dragon Fang.
Also, this point had been confirmed by the Yin Yang Soul Sword. That old spirit that had lived for countless hundreds of millions of years would not say such absurd words.
"I know . Let alone Frost Dream, even my chances of defeating Hang Chi are rather low! However, I am still looking forward to it! "
Lin Ming was not arrogant blindly He was younger than Hang Chi and his limit was also one level lower.
Hang Chi is a hermit monk from Mount Potala. From birth, there were all sorts of mysterious abilities used to temper his body. When he started cultivating, he diligently dedicated himself to wholehearted training, living a lonely and diligent life. Now, he has been doing this for almost 40 years. How is his power underestimated?
As Hang Chi thought of this, he had already stepped onto the arena stage.
His opponent was ... Xiao Moxian!
This was the game that received the most attention in the second half.
To fight against Xiao Moxian, Hang Chi was no longer armed. Instead, he took out a simple and simple nine-foot long – stick weapon. The only decoration of the staff is the earthy texture of natural wood.
This staff gives a very light and supple feeling, but is also very flexible. It was unknown from the heavenly tree where this staff was made.
Xiao Moxian took out her Dragon Tendon Whip. He looked at Hang Chi, smiling as he said, "Big Brother Baldy, are you planning to let me get a free blow?"
Hang Chi raised his palm in front of his chest and held the staff with his other hand. He began to recite some Buddhist mantras. “Murid junior-student Sister Xiao Moxian is joking too much. My martial talent is low and I can only rely on diligent cultivation from time to time to stand here. Humility is what I can show you here. ”
“Hang Chi this is too simple. ”
“That's true, but this is the legacy of Mount Potala. They lead a truly simple and godly life. Even though they didn't say much, every word they said was true. ”
A genius like Hang Chi actually said that his martial talent was low. If it was anyone else, it would have really stirred up the hatred of the other young elites to spit at them. But when these words were spoken by Hang Chi, they did not seem wrong at all. Instead, he seemed open-minded and humble.
Xiao Moxian felt that an ancient stick in the mud like Hang Chi was fun to play with. He laughed, "If your martial talent is low, how could people still be alive?"
Hang Chi said, “Although a poor monk like me has humble martial talent, my heart is open to the Great Dao. In front of the Great Dao, all living things were merely ants. No one really deserves to show off. ”
“Haha, such serious bhikkhu words are really boring. Okay, let's get started! ”When Xiao Moxian spoke, she suddenly stuck out both wings of the Dark Phoenix from her back. The law runes also began to sparkle on his face. He showed his true phoenix form once again.
The two wings that Lin Ming had pierced through were already completely healed. From this, it could be seen that the great regenerative abilities of the phoenix true form far surpassed Lin Ming.
"Phoenix true fur – 9900 swords!"
Xiao Moxian suddenly shouted out loudly. From his surroundings, killing intent surged out. Feathers constantly shot out from his two black wings, turning into a boundless sword forest!
Each black feather was about 10 feet long, black and shone with a cold light.
All of his wing feathers had turned into swords! A cold light bounced off them, thrusting straight into the hearts of others!
“What a strong killing intent! Xiao Moxian had never used this attack before! "
"When Xiao Moxian fought with Lin Ming, their battle reached such heights yet she held back, but he did not have enough time to use all the different techniques!"
Xiao Moxian's talent was at the peak of her genius and she had too many moves that she could use. His understanding of the Law was also very rich and diverse. When he fought with Lin Ming, he did not use much of his techniques. After several collisions, he was defeated.
Of course, even if he used this move, Xiao Moxian still would not win. Lin Ming's strength came from the suppression of the higher Laws.
Woosh woosh woosh!
The 9900 phoenix feather swords pierced towards Hang Chi. Facing this dense forest of blades, Hang Chi did not care. His figure moved as he dashed forward like an agile leopard this – was his movement technique, Leopard Climbing the Wall.
Although this movement technique had a very simple name, it was actually of very high quality. When used by Hang Chi, it showed amazing effects. All the laser-like sword lights were completely avoided by him.
"Arhat Staff!"
The staff in Hang Chi's hands turned into an endless shadow of staff. All those phoenix feather sword lights were completely shattered by him.
The movements of Hang Chi are simple and short, but also contain feelings like passing through clouds or dripping rivers. It gives a very harmonious feeling. Watching Hang Chi in action is fun.
But at this moment, Xiao Moxian switched styles. In the sky, a cloud of roiling flames appeared. An endless jet of black flames fell down, attacking Hang Chi with those 9900 phoenix feathers.
The phoenix feather sword ignited with black flames, filling the world with terrifying killing intent.
By combining the phoenix true flame and phoenix feather together, Xiao Moxian's Law attack immediately surged to the level of the Heavenly Dao.
Facing this attack, Hang Chi could no longer rely on Arhat Staff or Backboxing Fist to fight back.
A serious light appeared on Hang Chi's face. His loosened monk robe began to lift as he stretched out his hand horizontally. Around him, golden Buddhist runes began to appear, circulating, flowing with dazzling light!
Faintly, from somewhere far away, the sound of Buddhist chanting seemed to echo in the air. Hang Chi finally showed his true ability This – is one of the transcendent heavenly powers of Mount Potala.
"Samsara Wheel!"
Hang Chi grasped the staff in his hand and drew an arc in the sky, leaving a golden light in his path. This golden light finally drew up the Buddha chart. This Buddha chart contains six golden circles. Inside this golden circle was an illusionary image. There were blood demons, hungry ghosts, ferocious beasts, ghost slaves, humans, and even heavenly gods.
As Lin Ming looked at this Buddhist chart, he was stunned. He had seen this Buddha chart somewhere before!
Before Lin Ming could think more about this, Hang Chi and Xiao Moxian's attacks had already collided. The 9900 swords penetrated into the Buddha's chart as the two of them exploded together!
Xiao Moxian cried out in fear as she was sent flying backwards. The 9900 swords as well as her phoenix flames had been sucked by that Samsara Wheel and disappeared!
At the same time, the Samsara Hangara Wheel also disappeared after the attack. In this brief collision, he came out on balance with Xiao Moxian. However, Xiao Moxian's true essence was in chaos, as if she had withdrawn herself excessively. As for Hang Chi, his breathing was calm and his aura was like a mountain, stable and unshakable.
From this it was clear that the foundation of Hang Chi was much deeper than Xiao Moxian.
This was the accumulation of bitter effort and cultivation for nearly 40 years; how could it be nothing?
Under the stage stage, Lin Ming's eyebrows shot up. His eyes stared unblinkingly at Hang Chi as faint guesses began to appear in his heart.
And at this moment, Xiao Moxian launched another attack. He poured all the runes of Phoenix Laws within his body into the flames. Black flames surged forward, sweeping into the horizon!
Fire howling. At the same time, behind Xiao Moxian, a large amount of heaven and earth origin energy began to spin, forming a huge black vortex.
"Heaven Absorbs the Art of the Devil!"
While Xiao Moxian was using a true phoenix flame, she also displayed the Heaven Absorbing Demon Art. This is an all-out attack!
And at this moment, from behind Hang Chi, another vortex also appeared.
This was a completely different origin energy vortex from Xiao Moxian's vortex. This vortex seemed to contain boundless suffering and misery. Looking into this vortex makes one feel as if they have experienced an endless cycle of samsara, almost losing their ego.
This swirling black vortex finally fell into Hang Chi's eyes. His eyes looked as if they could swallow all existences!
"Domain Samsara, immersed in a sea of suffering, transcends all living beings!"
As Hang Chi slowly spoke, a separate space formed around him, looking as if it was flooded with countless suffering souls.
As Lin Ming looked at this domain, he exhaled a cold breath of the Samsara Domain Hang Chi coming from the same origin as his Samsara martial intent!
As for the six golden circles on the Buddha chart, the reason Lin Ming felt that it was familiar was because he had experienced something similar in the past, he said, as he ventured in the Southern Wilderness and entered the Sorcerer Pagoda. Starting from the first level and rushing upwards, the ordeal he had to pass corresponded to the six revolutions of samsara. There were blood demons, hungry ghosts, ferocious beasts, magical slaves, humans, and heavenly gods. All of these levels are related to the Hang Chi Buddhist chart.
"Is the Witch of the Southern Wilderness an outer disciple of Mount Potala?"
This idea suddenly flashed through Lin Ming's mind. He guessed that the Witch of the Southern Wilderness should have reached the heavenly God realm, and the requirement to become an outer disciple of Mount Potala should not be too high. Even if the Witch of the Southern Wilderness could not enter Mount Potala, she would still have to join a sect with a deep connection to Mount Potala.
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