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Chapter 1572 Tianmeng Sword, Eight Dragon Slaying Styles(2/2)

As soon as Sora grabbed it, a suction force was generated, and the big knife flew over. At the same time, his arm turned into a big hand, holding the handle of the knife firmly.

The violent sword energy poured into his body, but it was easily absorbed by him and directed into the cave. More and more sword energy came out of the handle of the knife, but no matter how much it was, Wu Bei's cave could not hold it.

After a quarter of an hour, the long sword finally stopped releasing its sword energy. Wu Bei's spiritual thoughts penetrated into the formation in the sword, and he discovered that there were thirty-six worlds in the sword, and each world had a peerless killing formation.

Wu Bei's powerful spiritual thought instantly activated the first world, and the power of the cave poured into it. The long knife suddenly became more than one meter long and was hung on his waist.

After walking out of the palace, King Tianmeng and Princess Tianmeng were dumbfounded and stared blankly at the sword on his waist.

King Tianmeng stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Zongzhu Li is really a peerless master! This sword is the magic sword that Patriarch Tianmeng used to realize Taoism. It is called Tianmeng Dao. It contains thirty-six killing arrays. Patriarch Tianmeng

Back then, after only comprehending the three killing formations, I was able to dominate the world with this sword, and even killed Da Luo Dao Lord."

Wu Bei: "This sword is indeed very powerful. Before Patriarch Tianmeng got it, he must not have been very advanced, right?"

King Tianmeng nodded: "Yes. My ancestor was just an ordinary Earth Immortal monk back then."

Wu Bei: "This knife belongs to me now, right?" He looked at Princess Tianmeng.

Princess Tianmeng looked ugly. She originally wanted to use this to embarrass Wu Bei, but she didn't know that he could easily control the Tianmeng Sword!

King Tianmeng said: "If the Tianmeng Sword can be owned by Sect Master Li, it will be put to its best use. It is a great thing to give the sword to heroes."

Since the sword is not coming back, King Tianmeng might as well become more generous.

Wu Bei: "Arrange a place for us. If the Zhenlan tribe attacks Tianmeng again, we will go to support them."

There were many maids and concubines in the palace. It was inconvenient for Wu Bei and others to live here, so they arranged for them to stay in a temporary palace. The temporary palace was not as large as the royal palace, but it was more than enough to accommodate them.

When they arrived at the palace, Wu Bei let the eight disciples rest individually while he entered the Jiwu Hall to practice the techniques after the Tianman Sutra.

Now that his strength is far greater than before, it is not that difficult to practice subsequent exercises. After the Tianman Sutra, he will practice a martial art called the Eight Forms of Dragon Slaying.

The eight dragon-slaying postures can be performed with fists, kicks, or swords. The Tianmeng sword in his hand was very powerful, so he used the Tianmeng sword to activate the eight dragon-slaying postures.

It only took him an hour to master the eight dragon-slaying postures, and after another half an hour, he had reached the pinnacle level.

When he performed the Eight Dragon Slaying Styles, outsiders could not see anyone at all. They could only see a ray of sword light flickering in the void. It was extremely fast and extremely powerful.

The Eight Dragon Slaying Styles were powerful enough, but Wu Bei still felt that they were lacking a little, so he began to refine the peerless killing formations in the Tianmeng Sword. There were thirty-six killing formations, and he quickly refined five of them.

At this time, suddenly I heard the shouts of a killing scene from the northwest, and a minister from Tianmeng rushed over and shouted: "It's not good, Zhenlan's army is attacking the capital!"

Wu Bei flew to a high altitude in an instant and looked around. In the northwest direction of the capital, there were about 100,000 troops arrayed. On the city wall, King Tianmeng and his soldiers looked serious.

Wu Beifei landed on the city wall, and King Tianmeng bowed deeply: "Sect Master Li, please help me!"

Wu Bei nodded: "Leave it to me."
Chapter completed!
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