Broken Night - Chapter 454

[Chapter Four Hundred and Forty-Eight ─ Painted Eagles]

Broken Night

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Chapter Four hundred and forty-eight ─ The eagle

Yang Tianxing is the most dazzling person. At this moment, he is running, but his feet are filled with clouds and mist, as if they are integrated with the surrounding clouds. Yunhe seems to be flying through the clouds and driving the fog!

And Xu Yan was the most embarrassed and ugly person.

Every step of his step on the chain is a heavy roar, and the chain is also shaken violently by the shock!

He doesn’t have any footwork to speak of, and even his feet don’t have any blessings.

But his speed is very fast.

Because he has not practiced tattoo skills to assist movement, but he is a congenital heart palace.

His body has already touched the [boundary] that the Fourth Palace Realm will only break through in advance.

His body is the strongest among the eleven people present.

The body can also represent the speed at which the body can explode.

So he looked embarrassed and ran, but his speed was no slower than anyone else.

The five people were running side by side in five chains, and it was obvious that it was impossible to tell who was ahead and who was behind.

And behind the five people, it was the other six people who were behind because of a moment’s hesitation.

It’s just that no one is nervous and discouraged.

Because the chain is extremely long, it takes at least an hour or more to reach the place.

……

In the grass hut, Mr. Song Zhixuan sat cross-legged, the long ponytail behind him was slightly placed on the ground.

The other four futons beside him were already full at some point.

The fifth Mr. Qu Xuan, the

fourth Mr. Wang Qi, the

third Mr. Xu Shichang, and

the second Mr. Yan Wuzhao.

Together with Song Zhixuan sitting in the center, the five of them watched the changes in the portraits in the wide and long scroll in front of them.

“It’s almost there?” Xu Shichang opened his mouth with undisguised excitement.

Song Zhixuan glanced at Xu Shichang: “Don’t worry.” He just glanced at the other three, even Wang Qi and Qu Xuan showed curiosity on their faces.

Yunfu accepts apprentices, and the exam questions are different every year, and it depends on what the person who asks the question wants to study.

Qu Xuan’s “Lake Mirror” is about coping with the best memories in his heart;

Wang Qi’s “Fear of the Dragon” is about coping with his greatest fear;

Xu Shichang’s “Jingjiu” , the test is whether the young cultivator’s training is down-to-earth walking or pulling the seedlings to help. It can be said that the test is the body;

Yan Wuzhao’s [six steps] is the test of basic strength.

What about Mr. Song Zhixuan’s?

This proposition, even they, who are juniors and sisters, are very curious.

At this moment, Song Zhixuan moved.

He lifted his right hand slightly, and his left hand held a long sleeve so as not to touch the painting.

Song Zhixuan had a faint smile on his face, and his long

and slender right hand was holding a wolf hair.

The wolf’s ink is full of ink, which is suitable for painting.

The right hand is slender and straight, just right for painting.

So the wolf fell down, splashing countless ink meanings between heaven and earth.

……

“What is that?” Yang Tianxing, who was

walking at the front, was the first to notice that something was wrong, and saw a small black spot in the distance.

It’s just that the black spot keeps getting bigger, and it’s just a blink of an eye to see its shape.

It was a big eagle. It was at least three or four meters long when flying with its wings outstretched. It was terrifying!

But what made him even more speechless was that the entire body of this big eagle was pitch-black, but its body only had lines, and the lines were actually hollow!

At first glance, it looks like a bird and beast drawn with a pen!

And this bird and beast is not only one, but eleven.

Eleven people, eleven heads.

The eleven heads are big eagles flying out of the picture scroll, and they each find a target and fly over!

“What the hell!” Yang Tianxing’s expression changed slightly. If he changed his normal times, he would not be afraid of such a fake bird and beast.

But now, they are on the chain gray bridge in the sky.

Even if it was a careless mistake…

Thinking of this, Yang Tianxing was not careless, and the Feixue Silver Spear fell into his hands.

The next moment, the silver light flickered, and the big eagle that was flying straight from Bi had turned into a layer of dark ink and disappeared.

……

Huo Feng frowned as he looked at the flying eagle.

The sword qi around the body turned into countless tiny sword qi, cutting the painted eagle in half!

Others also used their own means to defeat the painted eagle.

But this is obviously just the beginning.

In the distance, the dense black spots continue to enlarge.

Hundreds of painted eagles attacked!

……

Duan Po Dao’s face was ugly, and the long sword was continuously drawn from his waist.

Even though he could take away a painted eagle every time he used his sword, there were too many.

Walking is no longer as smooth as before, and occasionally stagnates.

The same is true for other people, who have been somewhat affected.

“Crack!” A voice sounded.

Almost as soon as the words fell, a fist like a huge wave rose!

A long silver curtain suddenly blasted out!

Puff puff puff…

More than a dozen painted eagles were blasted to pieces in the blink of an eye!

call!

A figure suddenly accelerated, breaking out when everyone was entangled by the eagle!

This person is Hong Zhengchen!

As the strongest in the younger generation of the Hong family, he is extremely powerful.

Even in the face of the previous tests, he didn’t show any success, and he didn’t see much strength.

But at this stage, he no longer hides his strength.

From the forbidden area of the Hong family [Nine Heavens Silver Spring], he had some insights.

Just shut down for a few years.

Then the pattern technique that came out of comprehension──【Silver Curtain】!

Jiutian Yinquan is a very high mountain spring.

The top of the mountain is a tributary of the Mother River.

Splash down and turn back south.

Perhaps because of the extremely high mountain spring, when the water flow violently falls, there will be some kind of illusion.

Cultivators who practice in it will gain something.

And Hong Zhengchen realized the [Silver Curtain] boxing technique from the silver spring where he fell.

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In the blink of an eye, he walked to the front.

But he didn’t stop there, turning around and wrapping his fists at his waist.

The strength of the lines on the fist is surging, and the next moment both fists are released!

A large silver curtain spit out from both fists!

This punch even attacked ten other people at the same time, regardless of the difference!

Being able to advance to the final eleven has its own uniqueness.

Like Xu Yan, he almost didn’t even look at the silver curtain.

Since he has cultivated copper skin, he has already understood the strength of his body quite well.

Just at a glance, you can see if you can pose a threat to yourself.

Sure enough, the silver curtain slammed on him, and even his body could not be shaken.

Like a phoenix chirping from the body of a dream poem, the flaming bird-like pattern suddenly rolled into a tornado of flames, and the silver curtain disappeared.

Among them, there is also a violent temper like Huo Feng.

It was good that he didn’t attack people, but Hong Zhengchen obviously angered him.

The sword came out for a few points, and the strength of the grain was radiant, turning into a sword energy soaring to the sky, and at the same time cutting the silver curtain in half, it attacked Hong Zhengchen unabated!

“Haha! The body of the sword mound is really extraordinary.” Hong Zhengchen staggered his fists in front of his chest, and the sword slammed on it, causing him to fly backwards and retreat!

As soon as he finished his castration, he turned around and ran again, opening the distance again!

“Humph!” Huo Feng’s face became more and more ugly, his feet slammed a little, and his body was like an unsheathed sword, charging forward!