Along with the loud noise, a look of pain appeared on Xuan Xing's face.

The martial arts he practiced was called "Bing Ze", which was obtained from a soldier's tomb. The special thing about it was that unlike ordinary martial arts that had to be practiced one level at a time, each chapter of this martial arts was an independent level.

It contains almost all kinds of weapons and magic weapons in the world. Every time a weapon is trained to meet the above requirements, it is considered to have reached a level of cultivation.

Such was fate; this technique suited him extremely well.

Over the years, while practicing, he has mastered hundreds of weapons, even more than a dozen fist and kick techniques.

To practice all of these to the level required by the technique is a huge challenge for the body.

Some special weapons and boxing and kicking techniques require almost destructive self-training of the body when practicing.

Fortunately, Bai Shi is here. Even though his body has been damaged so many times, he has not suffered any hidden diseases.

Now, he was going to perform a suicidal self-mutilation that was almost like "dissolution of the body by force", so as to break down and then stand up again, and truly enter the realm of spiritual wandering.

"Buzz!"

Xuan Xing's body suddenly twitched and his bloodshot eyes widened.

Then he saw the shadow of a broken ancient knife, which tore through his skin inch by inch and slowly emerged.

The knife is an illusion, but the pain of being cut is real.

Soon, the broken ancient sword completely emerged from Xuan Xing's body and floated in front of him.

"It's you..."

Seeing this broken ancient sword, Xuan Xing unexpectedly forced a smile on his face.

This knife was the first knife he held in his own hands in this world.

Obtained from the scrap metal pile at the town's blacksmith shop.

I still remember that he took it home and sharpened it for a long time before it became slightly sharp.

It was this knife that gave him enough face in front of his playmates.

Later, the knife was confiscated by his father and thrown into the river, and it has never been seen since.

Without giving him more time to recall, the pain of cutting his body reappeared.

This time, it was a bronze dagger. The bronze shadow was mottled with red. It was the weapon he used to kill someone for the first time. The red on it was blood.

Although the bronze dagger was much shorter than the broken ancient sword, the pain it brought was significantly greater.

Xuan Xing sat cross-legged on the spot with a ferocious look on his face. He endured the severe pain and allowed the weapons to emerge from his body.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The continuous pain of thousands of swords piercing his heart almost made Xuan Xing faint.

However, his strong willpower still supported him.

"what!"

With the last knife, the Heavenly Sword Jihong drilled out of Xuan Xing's body, and he could no longer hold back and let out a cry of pain.

At this moment, the sweat on his body had already soaked through his clothes and stuck to his skin.

The bronze skin looked like blood through the clothes.

Xuan Xing tried hard to open his eyes. In front of him, there were more than a hundred weapons floating.

Every weapon he had ever used was recorded and appeared in "Weapon Killing".

He felt endless emptiness, all his strength had completely disappeared, and now he was no different from a useless person.

This is the way of [Military Interpretation], to support the army through war and to prove the truth through the army.

"bring it on..."

Xuan Xing gritted his teeth and raised his hand with difficulty.

In the nearly dried-up sea of ​​qi, a military manual was quietly suspended, with wisps of light lingering around it, as if pulling something.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, an invisible force burst out from Xuan Xing's palm.

More than a hundred weapons floating in the air roared in unison.

"Shh!"

The next second, the Heavenly Sword Jihong, which had originally drilled out of the body, fell on Xuan Xing's head, pierced straight into his back, and turned into glowing particles and disappeared.

At this moment, unprecedented pain filled Xuan Xing's nerves all over his body.

In the interior view of Qi Hai.

The Heavenly Sword Jihong appeared, then turned into a stream of light and was absorbed by the Military Manual.

"Buzz!"

Xuan Xing's body trembled, but his big hands remained raised.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The rest of the weapons pierced into Xuan Xing's body one after another.

Xuan Xing's hands trembled, and the determination in his eyes became more and more unshakable.

A cup of tea passed quietly.

In front of him, there was only the broken ancient sword.

The broken ancient sword hung in front of him for a long time, and the man and the sword just stared at each other.

"Come on, you're the only one missing."

Xuan Xing forced a smile, waved, and slowly opened his arms.

"Buzz!"

The broken ancient sword understood what he said, laid the blade flat, and pointed the tip at him.

The moment Xuan Xing closed his eyes, the broken ancient knife suddenly pierced his chest.

A dazzling spot of light exploded, and in an instant, the broken ancient sword disappeared.

After absorbing the broken ancient sword, the military manual in the inner scene of the Qi Sea was surrounded by mysterious ancient red runes.

At the same time, Xuan Xing could clearly feel that an unprecedented powerful force seemed to be trying to awaken in his body.

"boom!"

The changes in his qi sea made him notice it immediately. By the time he fully reacted, scenes of various weapons began to flash through his mind.

It seemed that he could hold these weapons as long as he wanted.

In a trance, Xuan Xing's body floated uncontrollably in the air.

dark place.

The strange phenomenon caused by Xuan Xing had long attracted Shen Yi's attention.

"Hmm? This kid has inherited the legacy of the Lord of Arms?"

Shen Yi was very surprised.

According to legend, the Lord of Arms is at the same level as those great emperors.

Because the other party is too mysterious, even in the legends and records, there is very little information about him.

According to known legends, the other party once killed an adult ancient god for a weapon. He has an abnormal obsession with weapons and magic weapons. It is said that as long as he likes something, he will find a way to get it. If he really can't, he will choose to rob it. He has a very strange temper.

Whether it is true or not, we don’t know yet.

If it is true, his record of killing an adult ancient god is enough to make the world proud.

Its antiquity far exceeds that of ancient ferocious beasts such as Li Chen.

As for why Shen Yi could tell at a glance that Xuan Xing had inherited the inheritance of the Lord of Arms.

It was mainly about the "Bingzhi" technique. He had seen some records about it in a very old book, which was completely consistent with the vision that Xuan Xing was experiencing now.

"Incredible."

Shen smacked his lips.

Even if what Xuan Xing obtained were only the fragments of the martial arts left behind by the Lord of Arms in this world, it would be enough for him to stand at the top of this world in the future.

And he admired Xuan Xing's perseverance.

The weapons first came out of his body and then stabbed back. Just looking at it, he felt uncomfortable. It was just like being pierced by thousands of swords. However, Xuan Xing only roared once during the whole process and persisted.

This perseverance alone is worthy of his praise.

Indoor retreat.

Xuan Xing's aura suddenly began to soar.

Divine Ascension Realm!

At the moment of complete breakthrough, Xuan Xing suddenly fell to the ground from mid-air.

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