Chapter 186 Sword Shadow Under the Moon, the Real Sword

"call--"

Pull your fist in, punch it up, pull your fist in, punch it up.

Simple movements, as long as they are added with speed, even the most ordinary moves will become extraordinary.

The power of "abundance" allows the secret of the King of Medicine in front of him to withstand Yao Luo's overwhelming power, but it can only be used for one strike, but what about a hundred strikes, or a thousand strikes?
The flesh and blood were deformed and rotted under Yao Luo's fist, and were cut, split, and torn into pieces inch by inch by the "sharp edge" of the fist in the air.

Even if they still wanted to use their own will to change their bodies, when the fists like an endless galaxy covered every inch of their bodies.

The ability of "Abundance" to control life and change flesh and blood forms is also eclipsed by the power of "Hunting".

It’s not that their destiny power is weak. The destiny power that Yao Luo is using at this moment is similar to theirs, or even less, but they also have no power to fight back.

The difference in combat power between destiny travelers is often so huge.

Yao Luo did not use the "bow" that the "hunting" order used. He simply used the natural senses of this body to completely crush the believers of the Medicine King's secret teachings.

"No, it's impossible."

The tree-turned-spear fell down weakly, and Zhixin fell to the ground with an incredulous look on his face.

Hadn't he already received the miracle of "abundance"? Why was he still no match for this guy in front of him?

After all the training he went through in the Yunqi Army, his spear skills had been practiced to the point where bubbles were popping out of his hands, but he still couldn't improve even a single step. Wasn't it because he couldn't make any progress that he joined the Medicine King's Secret School?

Are all my efforts in vain?
The scene in front of me was covered in blood, but my body did not feel cold. Instead, a strangely comfortable feeling swept over my body.
The armor was shattered, and ginkgo trees covered his entire body. The former Cloud Rider began to recall his life.

Yao Luo stopped and looked at the scene in front of him quietly.

The yellow ginkgo seemed to have vitality and began to absorb energy from Zhixin's body, even though he was no longer able to move.

"Finally, do you have any last words?"

Yao Luo originally wanted to find out some news about himself, but looking at the appearance of the guy in front of him, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive.

"Clouds... clouds obstruct the sky... protecting... the immortal boat."

A weak and vague voice came from a pile of yellow leaves in front of him. Yao Luo could see that Zhixin's pupils had lost their luster and his consciousness was scattered. He was just repeating these words instinctively.

Finally, this former cloud rider turned into a tree as proof of his existence.

"Hey~"

Sighing, Yao Luo no longer expected to get any information, but his trip was not without gain.

Next to the "tree" that Zhixin turned into, a scroll made of unknown material was lying quietly beside it.

Yao Luo picked it up. The satin-like fabric had a bit of toughness, and on it were a few large characters written in a delicate but powerful handwriting.

"《Dragon Coiled and Snake Leaped》"

"It seems that this is the recipe for the elixir. Send it to Bai Lu, and she should be able to find out something."

Yao Luo held his chin and thought thoughtfully.

"Although I have made some progress, the most important star core is still missing."

Thinking of the star core, Yao Luo's face, which had just shown some joy, became dull again.

He had been searching on Luofu for several days in a row, but not only had he not found any star cores, but even Walter and March Seven and the others had not seen any star cores, or even the shadow of any star core hunters.

“Speaking of Mr. Walter, let me send a message to ask first.”

Yao Luo thought for a moment and decided to contact his friends first.

[Starry Sky Train: A Loving Family]

[Yao Luo: Xing, how are things going over there? Have you found Kafka? ]

Yao Luo's hands were moving very fast, but the phone responded to him at the same speed. [There is a signal failure at the moment, your message may not be delivered.]

"weak signal?"

Yao Luo felt that something was deeply wrong, nine out of ten times wrong.

The signal transmission in Luofu no longer relies on base stations or the like. All the information exchange in Luofu should be transmitted by the supercomputer composed of Yuzhao, and this kind of problem should not occur.

Unless, some expert blocked the communication between Yao Luo and the train crew.

"There should be a way to contact Uncle Yang and the others at the Shen Ce Mansion."

Yao Luo was about to move, but a burst of white "light" made him stop.

At some point, a woman with long white hair swaying in the wind stopped on the high wall above Yao Luo's head. The pure white full moon hanging high in the sky became a natural background.

White hair, short skirt, sword, eye patch.

Yao Luo's attention was occupied by these things, but the most eye-catching one was the "sword" in her hand.

Under the moonlight, Yao Luo could no longer tell whether what was before his eyes was this man's sword or simply the reflection of the moonlight on the sword.

"Little brother, your sword is very good."

The woman spoke in an appreciative tone. The black blindfold prevented Yao Luo from seeing the expression of the person in front of him, but Yao Luo always felt that her personality was as cold as the sword in her hand.

"But I just used my fist."

Yao Luo smiled slightly and stretched out his hand from behind his back. Under the reflection of the moonlight, his white skin seemed no different from the sword.

"My senses will not lie. What does it matter if a sharp object is struck with a fist or chopped with a sword?"

The white-haired woman refuted Yao Luo's words indifferently, and as she spoke, the sword in her hand was ready to move, as if it would be pulled out of the air in the next second.

Yao Luo could feel the tension in the air. His intuition was strong and sharp. He knew that the person in front of him was definitely a top master.

"How can a sword be such an inconvenient thing?"

"I am Nakagami-ryu, a swordsman who was attracted by the pleasant sound of the sword in the air. Little brother, are you interested in a fight?"

Finally, the man named Jingliu pulled the sword in his hand out of the void, and streaks of moonlight danced in Jingliu's hand.

On the field, transparent snow had fallen at some point and soaked the field.

Instinctively, Yao Luo's body began to get excited, golden electric light filled his eyes, and the power of "hunting" destiny began to become active.

His senses told him that the person in front of him was very strong!
He hadn't had a great time just now, and now an opponent worthy of a fight had appeared before him. How could he not accept it with a smile?

"Okay, okay, Yanqing, it seems that before fighting with you, I have to fight with other swordsmen first."

"Is the 'Yan Qing' you mentioned very strong?"

Jing Liu spread his five fingers and gently stroked the ice-blue hilt. The coldness of the sword was like a sharp weapon forged from ten thousand year old black ice.

"He said he was the best swordsman in Luofu."

Yao Luo said with a smile, he still clearly remembered the pride in Yan Qing's words at that time.

"Luo Fu is the first, right?"

For some reason, Jingliu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and did not deny Yao Luo's evaluation.

The two were attracted by the battle, and at this moment a new battle was about to start.

The golden lightning and the blue and white sword energy began to clash!

　Um, one chapter left, I'll wait until the day after tomorrow (lying down)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)