Chapter 614 – The Secret Art of the Fighting Character Technique
Chapter 614 – The Secret Art of the Fighting Character Technique
The north wind in the ten thousand feet deep abyss under the mountain stream blew the sea of pale pines and forests rippling and undulating, and thousands of ordinary elders and disciples silently focused on the center position.
The Acting Sect Leader, the Peak Masters of the peaks, and the ten or so Elders with the most esteemed status had the Yin and Yang Qi flowing around them, their true Qi like a long river, protecting the broken monument.
Under the broken monument, Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged, the wisps of ancient, vicissitudes, and refuted aura slowly converging, gradually transforming into the purest, most primitive lingering aura.
After another full half hour, he finally opened his eyes, his eyes were a bit dazed, but his aura was very stern.
“Senior nephew, how is it?”
Song Tianxing impatiently asked in a voice, his body trembling slightly due to his nervousness.
The rest of the peak masters and elders were also staring closely.
Xin Zhuo looked at the crowd, seemingly still immersed in some strange state, and it was only after a while that he hissed, “The Ancient Medieval Extinction Mystic Art!”
“Indeed!”
Song Tianxing and the crowd of Peak Masters including Master Liu Lightwind were all looking shocked with a few moments of realization.
Song Tianxing then reacted and waved his hand to strike a hundred feet of intentional shadow, covering the broken monument, and rushed around coldly saying, “True disciples below retreat!”
Involving the Ancient Medieval Extinction Mysteries, which might sway the rise and fall of a clan, inner disciples were not considered to be core disciples, and there would be a day when they would be released from their masters, so naturally, they could not be listened to.
The thousands of inner disciples watching from afar didn’t dare to disobey, so they had to flee far away with regret, leaving only a few hundred True Transmission and Elders on the spot.
Song Tianxing looked again at Liu Qingfeng, Yu Zhugei, Li Hanzhu and Zhu Qing, and said with a serious expression, “Xin Zhuo shall be the tenth candidate for the next Sect Leader of my Xuan Tian Sword Sect, and will choose a day to repair the palace and lead to the main vein, enjoying endless resources!”
At this moment, no one had any more objections, nodding their heads, these days Xin Zhuo proved his amazing talent and demonic means, even the most critical people, it is impossible to deny his ability!
Senior Niang, Elder Ma Feng and Senior Brother Nangong Wentian could not help but rejoice.
Liu Lightwind also kept stroking his beard, his old age pleased.
At this time, Fish Zhu Gui suddenly said seriously, “Senior Brother Song, Senior Brother Liu, these secret arts should be owned by the clan, then?”
Song Tianxing and the others nodded.
Liu Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, blinked imperceptibly at Xin Zhuo, and finally nodded, “Yes!”
Since it was from the broken tablet left behind by the Sect Leader and contained such heaven-defying aptitude as the Ancient Medieval Secret Technique, the disciple naturally couldn’t swallow it privately without conforming to the sect’s precepts!
Fish Zhu Gui smiled and looked at Xin Zhuo: “Can master nephew tell ……”
“Ten thousand years ago, Yaochi Emperor under the disciple of the Golden Crow Sacred Emperor, defeated the Nine Heavenly Mountains and Seas Great Immortal Monarch, after the value of a round of armor to celebrate the birthday, ordered the Holy Lord of all tribes to make offerings, Yaochi Emperor that year’s closest friend of the Qing Emperor Su Qing to come, to the ancient Taoist, the military school of the creation of the Six Armor secret wishes for the nine-word secret art, gifted to the Golden Crow, which is the seventh generation of the disciple under the banner of the Golden Crow Sacred Emperor before he died, leaving behind one of the secret arts ……”
Xin Zhuo narrated word by word, he is not prepared to conceal all, this is the content of the “fighting word skill” record, sounds like a myth, feels …… too involved.
As soon as the words fell, Song Tianxing, Yu Zhugei, master Liu Light Wind, a group of people directly froze in place, face white, body trembling violently, it is difficult to say whether it is surprise or fear.
The hundreds of elders and true legends in the four directions were even more like falling into the clouds.
Sect that has not even seen a Saint realm expert, suddenly heard the secret techniques left behind by the ancient emperors, this is simply like a descending blow, making people’s heads confused!
In the crowd, Lord Zhao Yi’s hazel eyes showed a trace of a different look.
Standing sword peak one hundred and three halls, bored little yellow, suddenly stubbed up his ears and ran to the outside of the hall, probing and looking, a pair of dog eyes showing a humanized puzzled gaze.
The pine forest was silent for a long time, Song Tianxing trembling voice: “Master nephew, you and show how?”
Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment, suddenly his figure flashed into mid-air, his hands quickly formed a strange seal, and then gently pushed –
A powerful ripples negligently appeared, instantly turned into a square hundred feet of wind and waves, five aurora flashes, and then turned into five strange weapons, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood made up of five claws, instantly combined and strangled.
“Boom!”
A deafening roar, as if the air was torn apart, a hundreds of feet of broken ripple cracks appeared.
“Buzz–“
Majestic and terrifying waves of air tumbled endlessly.
The extreme of killing! The severity of decisive killing!
The skillfulness of the Avatar!
It’s like a ghostly work of art!
There is a dead silence all around.
Whether it was the peak masters, elders, or true disciples of the peaks, they were all stunned by this strange, secret technique that was completely different from the Xuan Tian Sword Sect’s own means.
Xin Zhuo is still only a Yang solid three weight sea, just breaking through only, casting this technique is only afraid …… to be invincible in the same realm!
Song Tianxing’s face flushed, rubbed his hands, and his gaze coldly swept around before he solemnly said to Xin Zhuo: “Senior nephew, please also quickly leave this technique with the sect!”
Xin Zhuo lightly laughed: “Of course! But I have a condition!”
Song Tianxing and a group of peak masters looked at each other and said : “Speak!”
Xin Zhuo said word for word: “I want to take a look at the Sect Leader’s throne right away!”
As soon as the words fell, the four of them were once again silent.
“This matter ……”
Fish Zhuge and Li Hanzhu and the others glanced at each other, their faces turned a little ugly, this was completely out of order.
Liu Qingfeng laughed: “It is as it should be! Xin Zhuo these days means, enlightenment you all have witnessed, and also have epiphany this splash of secret art credit, plus I stand sword peak six thousand years for the clan to make sweat and tears, senior brother Song, if you do not agree to go down, senior brother can not comply!”
Song Tianxing hesitated: “Elder brother Daozhen has yet to return, this matter ……”
“A mere throne, what’s the harm in taking a look? Xin Zhuo is so talented, if he is not indignant and goes out and does not return, just like that Sect Master candidate Ling Gu Cheng, I am afraid that it is a loss for the sect!”
Chu Sinniang, Ma Feng, Sang Tu, and the other elders of the Standing Sword Peak droned in a deep voice.
Song Tianxing was silent again for a moment, but in the end, he couldn’t resist the attraction of the secret art and gritted his teeth, “Good! I will agree! Senior nephew Xin, please enter the Xuan Heavenly Hall to pass on your skills!”
“No need, this place is fine!”
Xin Zhuo turned around and used his finger as a knife to carve difficult to read and bitter secret techniques on the broken tablet, carving thousands of words.
When he carved the first word, Song Tianxing and the others’ faces changed once again and immediately drank back all of the true disciples as well.
When Xin Zhuo carved the last word, the entire broken tablet glowed with a mysterious and incomparable color due to a secret art.
A group of peak masters and elders immediately exerted their Spiritual Platform Realm techniques, moving thousands of boulders, and surrounded the broken monument with a “rumbling” sound.
……
“Boom ……”
The cold rain suddenly fell, intensively slapping on the white jade and green grain floor in front of the Xuan Tian Hall’s main door, ten true disciples’ bodies were straight, their gazes were like torches, originally, they were the most ruthless guard disciples of Xuan Tian Peak, only to turn respectful for a few minutes when a silhouette appeared!
“Senior Disciple Xin!”
Xin Zhuo’s heaven-defying methods these days proved to be enough to make all disciples respect him by at least three points.
Xin Zhuo nodded slightly and stepped into the Xuan Heavenly Hall.
The Xuan Tian Hall was divided into three halls, the inner, middle and outer halls, the outer hall was where the Sect Leader and the Peak Masters and Elders of each peak deliberated, the middle hall was where the Sect Leader practiced, and the inner hall was where the throne was located!
At the moment in front of the inner hall, ten strange elders with cold faces holding long swords, serving around, coldly watching him, one of them said: “Xin Zhuo, do you know that during the six thousand years, in addition to the Sect Leader himself, the peak masters and the Sect Leader candidate sequence of the first, you are the only one to break the exception!”
Xin Zhuo paused for a moment and said, “So?”
That person: “You only have ten breaths of time!”
“Good!”
Xin Zhuo took a step into the inner hall.
As soon as he entered, he finally understood why Song Tianxing’s group of people were pushing and mother-in-lawing for the sake of this district’s throne!
(End of chapter)