Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 127 Unashamedly speaking, intervening in the high-end bureau
As soon as Yang Ming made a move, it was Zhai Xingzi's turn to panic.

He himself is the owner of this kind of poisonous green fire, of course he knows how powerful it is.

Although Zhai Xingzi still doesn't understand, Weihe Yang Ming is not only not poisoned, but can be used by him.

But he didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't dare to take risks, so he immediately backed up and wanted to avoid it.

It can be seen that the small green flame that Yang Ming popped out is much weaker than his genuine one.

Not only in size, but also in its purity.

After Zhen Qi was injected into it, the green color has become very light, and the toxicity has been diluted a lot.

It's just that Yang Ming's zhenqi is strong and his foundation is strong, so he dare not neglect the stars.

He had enough confidence to escape.

Seeing the flames approaching him in an instant, Zhai Xingzi endured the injury on his body, took a breath, and was ready to dodge.

However, just half a step back, Zhai Xingzi suddenly sensed something was wrong.

The toxicity was indeed as expected, not that strong.

Unexpectedly, along with the flames, there was also a chill that hit the bottom of my heart.

It was the first time that Zhai Xingzi felt this kind of cold, even in winter, it was not so strong.

A severe cold seemed to directly attack his limbs and bones, and at the same time, the movement speed of Zhai Xingzi also slowed down.

This is not his intention, but out of control.

After Yang Ming changed hands with a touch of green fire, he naturally carried a trace of ice silkworm true energy.

Zhai Xingzi was caught off guard, so of course he couldn't resist.

Just one step slower, Zhai Xingzi didn't dodge the attack.

First, Yang Ming's true energy directly hit Zhai Xingzi's body, instantly sealing off the space around his body.

Then this trace of green fire fell directly on Zhai Xingzi's body.

Although Zhai Xingzi has been soaked in poisonous gas all year round, and the poison in Yang Ming's hands has been diluted, it is not easy to deal with it.

Immediately, traces of almost invisible toxicity penetrated through Zhai Xingzi's skin.

Zhai Xingzi's face changed drastically.

He hurriedly mobilized his true energy, but he had already been wounded by Yang Ming before, and he suffered a great loss. A large amount of true energy was trying to suppress the injury.

At this time, there was a sudden disorder in the body, and the injury could no longer be suppressed.

Now, the disadvantages of the Xingxiu School are revealed.

Ordinary martial artists may just be injured, but Zhai Xingzi couldn't suppress the injury in his body, and suddenly, the toxicity accumulated for many years in the meridians all over his body completely lost control and exploded.

That familiar feeling came back again.

Before Zhai Xingzi fought Yang Ming outside the city of Qingzhou, such a situation had already occurred once.

It's just that Ding Chunqiu helped him stabilize his injury at that time, so he didn't receive too strong backlash.

But this time, Ding Chunqiu is still far away, and fighting fiercely with Master Xuanji, he doesn't care about picking stars.

He was isolated and helpless, and it was too late to speak, and a lot of toxicity burst out in an instant.

The trace of rotting corpse poison before has become irrelevant.

And in the strong poison that burst out, there was also a trace of Yang Ming injected into it, and the ice silkworm true energy mixed with the rotting corpse poison into the Zhaixingzi meridian was like a fish in water, wandering around.

Through the faint light, Yang Ming saw that a black air rose from Zhai Xingzi's entire face in an instant.

Made his already disfigured face look even more terrifying.

Almost out of shape.

And at the same time, there was the extreme pain in Zhai Xingzi's eyes.

"Ow!"

A beast-like roar erupted from Zhai Xingzi's throat.

In the distance, Ding Chunqiu, who was fighting with Master Xuanji in the air, heard it and immediately guessed what happened.

He has used poison for many years, and his disciples are very familiar with poisonous backlash, and have seen it too much.

It can be judged from the wailing that the degree of backlash against the star picker is not light. Since he is not around, the poisonous engulfment of the other party is only a matter of a moment.

Picking the stars, it's over!

Ding Chunqiu felt a little panicked.

He has no mercy, and even kills his disciples at will.

There are rules within the Xingxiu Sect, brothers in the same sect can compete at will, regardless of life or death.

Whoever wins is the senior brother, and it is common for people to die.

Ding Chunqiu didn't take his apprentices seriously, he didn't even treat them as human beings.

It is also because of this that Ding Chunqiu himself is very strong and famous in the world.

However, in the Xingxiu Sect he runs, there are a lot of heretical sects, but there are few particularly outstanding disciples, which is in stark contrast to other famous sects that focus on the cultivation of the next generation.

Otherwise, with Ding Chunqiu's strength as a strong person in the Concentrating Concentration Realm, the eldest disciple should not have reached the late stage of the Qi Gathering Realm.

Zhai Xingzi is already a very good guy under his sect.

Ding Chunqiu didn't care about Zaixingzi's life, he just thought it was unlucky.

As soon as he started, he killed a disciple. Could it be that this operation is still not smooth?

Ding Chunqiu was busy fighting, he didn't know what happened to Zhai Xingzi, he was a little impatient, and immediately increased his attack strength.

Master Xuan Ji was immediately stretched.

In the last fight, Master Xuanji was not Ding Chunqiu's opponent, but relied on his own oriole, Ding Chunqiu was consumed by the gold and silver elders, and he took advantage of it.

But now, Ding Chunqiu's rotting corpse poison has been cultivated, a big step forward, and the Xingxiu School's poison skills are integrated, which also makes Ding Chunqiu's combat power soar.

Master Xuanji is no longer Ding Chunqiu's opponent.

He could only hold on, the zhenqi in the meridians poured out violently, just to try to push away Ding Chunqiu's colorless and invisible rotting corpse poison, and to prevent himself from being tricked.

But the more this is the case, the greater the loss gap between the two sides, and it is only a matter of time before Master Xuanji loses.

On the other side, Yang Ming watched Zhai Xingzi's performance coldly.

It's easy now, you don't need to do it yourself, picking the stars is already painful enough.

Black air emerged from the entire face, and it became very strange. The poisonous air floated up, making Zhai Xingzi gradually lose his mind.

From the other party's howling, one could feel the pain of Zhai Xingzi.

Not long after, a large amount of black blood flowed out of Zhai Xingzi's eyes, nostrils and ears, and his six senses gradually lost.

Zhai Xingzi seemed to be insane, tearing his whole body, and his clothes became tattered.

But miraculously, the skin on his body became extremely gorgeous and slightly bulged.

It's as if it has become very fragile, and it will be broken immediately with a slight touch.

Then the blood flowing out of it is far more colorful than ordinary blood.

This is obviously toxic.

After a while, Zhai Xingzi couldn't stand anymore, lying on the ground, his whole body was twisted because of the pain, and he assumed a weird posture that ordinary people couldn't do, and his hands and feet were bent in the opposite direction out of the ordinary.

Seeing that Zhai Xingzi was almost silent.

Yang Ming just stood up.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a ray of Ice Silkworm True Qi that had grown a lot flew out from Zhai Xingzi and landed in Yang Ming's hands.

Ice silkworm zhenqi feeds on poison, and the poison that has been accumulated for many years in Zhaxingzi just suits the taste.

Yang Ming felt it silently, and the ice silkworm zhenqi in his body grew stronger again.

It seems that in order to continuously increase the ice silkworm's true energy in the future, it needs to absorb different poisonous gases and transform them into nourishment for itself.

It wasn't necessary before, because the mass of ice silkworm true energy in the body hadn't been completely refined, as long as it was refined bit by bit, it would grow slowly.

But recently, with the improvement of Yang Ming's strength, he refined repeatedly, and with the blessing of Yi Jin Jing, the speed of refining has increased a lot.

The mass of ice silkworm true energy in Yang Ming's dantian has almost absorbed seven or eighty-eight.

If you follow this trend, it will definitely not be enough for you to reach the state of concentration one day.

If you want this to continue to be the trump card, you must use the method of devouring the poison and keep growing.

But thinking of this, Yang Ming also came up with another idea.

Since the Ice Silkworm True Qi is said to be poisonous and cold, another characteristic should also have the same effect.

For example, absorbing something that is also cold air as nourishment.

A small piece of beads that I got from the holy boy before is the proof.

The cold air in the beads was absorbed by him, which also enlarged the scale of the ice silkworm's true energy and enhanced its power.

In this way, the thinking is more open.

There are also quite a few martial arts in the world who are suffering from the cold.

For example, there are a large number of such martial artists in the Arctic Ice Field.

There is also the Songshan Sword School right in front of us, Zuo Lengchan's trump cards that have become famous all over the world in recent years are Frost True Qi and Frost Palm.

Knowing what he knew, Yang Ming put away the knife in his hand.

The Ice Silkworm True Qi in the body, according to the running route of the Yi Jin Jing, has gone through a few small circles quickly and completely integrated into it.

At the same time, slowly growing.

Yang Ming set his eyes on Zhai Xingzi in front of him.

This guy is pretty much dead now.

Now it looks like a humanoid spider, lying on the ground in a very strange posture.

His face was full of black air, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

The hands are bent behind the back, and one leg is placed directly on the neck.

Death looks really bad.

Yang Ming didn't care, he stretched out his hand to smack his flesh and blood, which was regarded as a make-up.

Then lightly tap your toes and fly across the air.

Looking at the bottom, sure enough, it was just an accident that I met Zhai Xingzi.

The task of Zhaixingzi is to cooperate with Ding Chunqiu, the old monster of Xingxiu, to intercept relevant righteous people here and support Songshan faction.

At this time, in the bushes under Yang Ming's feet, there were many corpses of different martial arts practitioners lying here and there. Of course, most of them belonged to Songshan sect disciples.

They all died after being poisoned by strange poisons, and only a small number showed signs of fighting.

Yang Ming passed them, then raised his head, looking at the figure of Ding Chunqiu fighting with Master Xuanji under the moonlight.

"Do you need my help?"

A figure appeared beside Yang Ming out of thin air.

It was Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng hides in the dark most of the time, being a bystander, repaying favors by protecting Yang Ming.

But now, it was Qiao Feng who rarely took the initiative to make a move.

It's very simple, Qiao Feng's martial arts all come from Shaolin, Master Xuanji is Qiao Feng's uncle.

Although Qiao Feng didn't want to cause trouble, he couldn't bear to see Master Xuanji lose.

As soon as he saw this young eminent monk, Qiao Feng remembered that Master Xuan Ku had died for no apparent reason.

Turning his head to look at Qiao Feng, Yang Ming immediately understood what he meant.

However, the way Qiao Feng looks at Yang Ming now has changed a lot.

Along the way, Yang Ming made quite a few shots.

When in danger, Qiao Feng wanted to rescue him many times, but later he always discovered that this kid's strength was beyond imagination.

In particular, Yang Ming's endless variety of methods seemed quite miraculous to Qiao Feng.

It's hard to imagine, Yang Ming is so young, how he is proficient in so many methods of fighting against the enemy, and how he has advanced to such a deep level!
After discussing with Qiao Feng for a few words, Yang Ming immediately had an idea.

Qiao Feng's figure disappeared in the darkness again.

And Yang Ming flew over.

It is difficult for ordinary people to even get close to the battle between two Concentration Realm powerhouses of such a state, let alone intervene.

It's not the same realm, and if you get close to it, you may be hurt by the remaining power that spreads.

Now, more and more martial artists have come to see this scene.

Everyone only dared to watch from afar, not approaching.

Unexpectedly, Ding Chunqiu also showed up, Xingxiu is notorious, no one wants to get close to him.

Who knows if it will be inadvertently recruited.

And farther away, on Shengguan Peak, flames shot up into the sky, and the sounds of intensive battles erupted one after another.

Some martial cultivators stopped where they were, and some who were anxious to go to the gate of the Songshan School just took a detour.

But at this moment, everyone saw Yang Ming's figure from bottom to top, heading towards the middle of the battle.

"Here, is this kid dying?"

Everyone was shocked when they saw it.

Even though Yang Ming was defeated by the top players of the Songshan School before, but in the face of the absolute strength gap, everyone is still not optimistic about him.

Yang Ming is far from the state of concentrating, and he can't float in the air for a long time like Master Xuanji and Ding Chunqiu.

But his legs tapped a few times in the void, and his body jumped up layer by layer, with a very graceful posture.

It looks like flying across the sky.

In his state, to be able to lift weights like this lightly, the requirements for lightness skills are not generally high.

"What a handsome figure!"

Many people saw Yang Ming's amazing lightness kung fu and couldn't help applauding.

"What are you doing, go away!"

Master Xuan Ji, who was struggling to support, spotted Yang Ming approaching and shouted anxiously.

With this sound, as soon as he was discouraged, the situation became more critical.

The same, Ding Chunqiu also noticed.

Turning his head to find this kid, Ding Chunqiu thought for a while, and got a little impression.

"Master Xuan Ji, don't panic, Old Monster Ding is difficult to deal with, I'll draw his attention."

Yang Ming's angry voice came.

But his figure, which has reached the limit of the height of Qinggong, began to fall gradually.

This absurd scene made the onlookers angry and funny.

It's nonsense when you think about it, two people in the concentration state are duel, and you can't even fly in the sky for a long time, so why join in the fun.

Not a level at all.

I thought Yang Ming had a future before, but now it seems a bit uncertain.

Could it be that he really felt that his own strength was not weak, which made him hallucinate, and dared to intervene in such a high-end duel without shame?
Ding Chunqiu got impatient and waved his long sleeves.

The wind blows.

This is not only powerful and strong zhenqi, but also mixed with a large amount of rotting corpse poisonous mist, which is invisible and colorless, covering the area around Yang Ming.

As soon as Ding Chunqiu made a strike, he had already refocused on Master Xuanji.

In his opinion, Yang Ming is already a dead person.

But in the next second, Yang Ming's figure leaped high again, and Ding Chunqiu's blow disappeared out of thin air like a stone sinking into the sea, without even hurting a single hair of Yang Ming!
"what?"

The two of them stopped and turned around in unison.

(End of this chapter)