Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 242 He is like a dragon, his sword is like a prison
The four levels of martial arts are divided into two levels: opening up the sea of ​​​​qi and condensing the true energy.

Because after the internal gas is separated from the body, its power will be greatly reduced.

Therefore, before convincing, unblocking the meridian, and exchanging blood, it is mostly a competition of fist and foot moves.

Usually first learn fists, palms and claws, and then enter the joints to grab.

Wait until you have condensed the real power to achieve great success, then you can enter the method of weapons.

Xuantian's Ascension to the Dragon Dao's Three-Yin Demon-Slaying Saber is so fierce that it is arrogant.

It is unique, dedicated to the secret method of contemplation and preservation of spirit.

Exercise your inner Qi early and sharpen your Qimai Xuandao.

In this way, it can be spread out for more than ten feet, breaking gold and cracking iron, and invincible those who stand in the way.

But even so, it still loses its conciseness and purity.

It is far from being able to compare with the real power.

The reason is also simple.

Warriors step into the four realms.

The inner qi, blood qi, and essence qi will go through a huge transformation.

Just like cultivating the holy fetus, it condenses and concentrates the original source in the body, turning it into a round, shining true pill.

This thing will convert all the internal qi into true qi, and feed back the body shell.

To achieve the integration of the inner world and the self-contained small Zhou Tian.

After completing this step, the martial artist will continue to circulate, and his vitality will be extremely strong.

Even if you don't eat or drink for a year or so, and eat the wind and drink the dew, there will be no decay.

At the same time, there is a saying that there is no regret in the four realms of martial arts.

It means, no matter what kind of martial arts you practice, what kind of strength you hone.

Once the work is done, it can no longer be undone.

It is the most important thing.

Now, on the loess path to Huangliang County, Yingzhou.

Unexpectedly, there were two real masters who refused to give in to each other, and suddenly confronted each other.

boom!
The gust of wind was pulled up out of thin air, and the airflow oscillated and exploded, flapping in all directions.

Ji Yuan's figure was as solid as a mountain, and the long knife in the sheath was not completely drawn out, only a gleam of snowy light was exposed.

Qin Wugou, who was originally standing behind, seemed unable to restrain himself.

The corner of the golden-winged roc's robe fluttered, bringing out an afterimage.

As if lightning flashed across the sky, the slender and slender five fingers, white and jade-like, lightly pressed to meet the incomparably swift and fierce white color.

The majestic and unparalleled strength is restrained to the extreme, silently.

It was as if thousands of wind dragons quietly exploded, blatantly crashing into the wind and thunder Zhengang shot by Yang Lixiao.

Zizizi!
Chi Chi Chi!
The atmosphere with a radius of twenty feet seems to have turned into a large boiling lake.

With Qin Wugou and Yang Lixiao as the center, ripples appeared in the calm void.

It continued to spread, and finally set off a violent and violent turmoil!

Ji Yuan was the closest, facing such a terrifying coercion.

It's just that he has strong tendons and strong physique, comparable to a warrior of the three realms who has broken through the threshold of blood exchange.

No matter how strong the wind blows and blows the white python flying fish suit, it still can't shake the tall and straight figure.

It's just that Pei Tu, Li Yan, Tong Guan and others don't have such tyrannical abilities.

They retreated again and again, rushing out.

But still, the smoke and dust all over the sky smacked his head and covered his face, looking embarrassed.

Especially Pei Silang's martial arts foundation was the worst, and he was almost staggered and fell into a gourd.

"It's still Mr. Baihu who is very powerful. In the battlefield where the two masters of the real gang are confronting each other, he is still unmoved!"

Ji Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes flickered quickly, as if thinking and calculating.

If it were me, how many moves could I take from the masters of the Four Realms?

Can he escape unscathed?

While the thought was flashing, the two real gangs collided head-on.

As soon as the strength of the two palms exchanged, Yang Lixiao's face suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily:
"Panlong Zhengang! Who are you from Ao Jing?

This stinky bitch has clearly not crossed the fourth heaven, but she has condensed her true strength ahead of time! "

Rumble!
There were bursts of huge explosions like thunderbolts in the atmosphere, and the real steel that the female Qianhu urged was like a dragon coiled around layers of pillars, containing multiple layers of rigidity and softness.

Under a momentary oversight, Yang Lixiao's Fenglei Zhengang couldn't cope.

He quickly changed his moves, grabbing and shooting with his thick palm inward.

It seems to catch thousands of wind dragons and bombard them.

"What's the matter with you!"

Qin Wugou was as cold and glamorous as an iceberg, his phoenix eyes filled with evil and said:

"If you want to go or not, if you want to fight or not, you have no guts!"

Stretch your feet, and bend your five fingers like hooks.

With a sudden grip, the roaring wind dragon was crushed abruptly!

"This bitch is so vicious!"

Yang Lixiao felt that something was wrong, he quickly sank his luck, and stabilized his burly figure like an iron tower.

The white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes wailed, as if it couldn't bear the violent force.

Qin Wugou was so unreasonable, the murderous intent in his eyes soared.

Gang Qi gushes out all over his body, like a green dragon coiled on his right arm.

Opening his teeth and claws, like holding a knife and axe, he slashed down fiercely!

"Did I offend her? You want to fight me to the death!"

Yang Lixiao was confused, the iron crown on his head buzzed, his black hair danced wildly like a snake.

The great dragon in the spine in the body trembled wildly, as if flying nine days.

The blood in the whole body was raised accordingly, and it rolled away like a thunderbolt.

The Fenglei Zhengang, which has been polished for nearly ten years, turned into tiny crackling electric lights lingering in the right palm.

Blast it out again!

Boom boom boom!
The thick arm swelled twice, and the big tendons stretched out tightly, like a bright red horned dragon bursting suddenly.

The five fingers flicked to make a piercing sound of cutting, and layers of sticky white waves squeezed inward.

It seemed to form a cage, covering down, trying to trap Qin Wugou's slender figure.

This is the Chasing Wind Soul Locker!
The killing stunt of piercing the throat and picking the heart with a snap of the fingers!

"The [-]th Taibao of Liangguo's government is nothing more than that."

Qin Wugou's expression was calm, neither dodging nor dodging.

The majestic strength advances layer by layer, from the shoulders to the palms.

Such as Wanchuan returning to the sea, the surging is unparalleled.

The majestic blood energy washed over the limbs and bones, making a roar like a dragon chant.

The front of the fist, which was like a big gun, was shot out suddenly, walking along the center line.

Its speed is faster than the soul-locking hand urged by Fenglei Zhengang.

crackle!crackle!crackle!

The powerful wind that destroys everything!
Immediately exploded into a big airflow!

"Rainstorm pear flower gun!"

Yang Lixiao's vision is not low, and his knowledge is good, so he couldn't help but take a breath.

He could see that Qin Wugou's original intention of this move was to turn his spear into a fist, and the strength in it was unpredictable.

The extremely pure Panlong Zhengang is like a drill bit, easily digging through his own Wind and Thunder Zhengang.

Then it turned into a entanglement energy, like a tough cloth wrapped tightly, trying to lock his right arm.

Once hit, it will be a terrible end of flesh and blood.

The countenance of the third Taibao under Duke Liang's command changed drastically. After his moves were broken, he would have lost the opportunity to resist Qin Wugou's violent attack with fists as spears.

The legs were clamped tightly, and the white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes under the crotch carried its master on its back.

He opened his bloody mouth wide and spit out a cloud of air.

I saw a big gust of evil wind whirling around, pulling up one person and one tiger out of thin air and retreating.

"It's easy to enter, but difficult to retreat!"

Ji Yuan, who was watching the battle, finally seized the opportunity and winked at Hu Leibao.

The dragon colt understood, the polyp under the jaw trembled.

Hissing up to the sky, he made a strange cry.

A large puff of black smoke, like a dark cloud covering the top, covered the eye-catching white-fronted tiger that soared into the sky.

Roar!
The mighty and ferocious colorful tiger roared angrily, both angry and fearful.

The huge body like a mountain swayed, and unexpectedly fell headlong and fell down.

Yang Lixiao, who was straddling it, was caught off guard. He had subdued the eye-catching and white-fronted hundreds of households for several years, and he had never seen such a strange situation.

One step, one step!

How could Qin Wugou miss the opportunity to fight, the golden-winged roc robe leaped across the sky, and crushed it down with a palm!
Its body is like a copper pillar reaching the sky, and eight lifelike dragons coil around it, like a body protector, which is indestructible.

The extremely majestic Zhengang was triggered, as if the Tianhe River was hanging upside down and crashing down, shaking the void on all sides to collapse!
"I'm going to die here..."

A trace of fear and a trace of ruthlessness flashed across Yang Lixiao's eyes, and he tried his best to squeeze the truth.

The wind and thunder in the body were surging, colliding with each other and making a loud roar.

He raised his arms and beat heavily like a thunder drum.

boom boom boom-

The deafening continuous explosions turned into heavy blows and hit upwards!
"This is the pinnacle of my life's skills! Smelly bitch! Look at you..."

In the desperate situation of imminent death, Yang Lixiao vaguely felt a breakthrough.

His Wind and Thunder True Hand, Wind Chaser, Wuwang Palm, Thunder Prison Knife...

All the martial arts learned seem to melt into the furnace of energy and blood, and gradually evolve into one's own enlightenment.

Between life and death, they have to go to the next level!

"Ok?"

Before the joy from his heart arose, Yang Lixiao suddenly felt something was wrong.

The long knife is out of the sheath!

It's like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring!

The bright sword light raised its head like an angry dragon, cutting open the world from bottom to top!

"What kind of martial art is this?"

Yang Lixiao's eyes were fixed, and the ecstasy on his face suddenly froze.

Time seems to slow down.

He saw that the white python flying fish suit stepped on it, the yellow dirt road cracked and collapsed several inches.

As if a land dragon elephant was charging wantonly, with the powerful recoil force, the Liaodong mud leg trampled on him.

The Xiuchun knife hidden in the sheath finally turned into a thick and dazzling silver streamer.

In the surrounding smoke and dust, his people are like dragons, and his swords are like prisons!

Yang Lixiao's hair stood on end, and he wanted to shout:
"I am the fourth-rank ginseng in the mighty army..."

The voice was hurried, containing a trace of panic and fear.

It's a pity...it's too late.

The light of the saber rolled away as swiftly as thunder, and as the sound of gold and iron fell, a bone-piercing cold light swept across the whole body.

"Ahhhh!"

Yang Lixiao looked dull, looking at the thick right arm that was broken at the elbow.

It wasn't until the bright red blood gushed out like a spring that the sharp pain hit the brain directly.

The turbulent Gang Qi dissipated, and Shen Meng's energy disappeared.

The blade cuts through the flesh and blood, and cuts everything off!
The ribs of the tendons and the dragon elephant are powerful, coupled with the push of the six energy channels, even the masters of the four realms can't stop it!

"You shouldn't have put away the body shield, Master Yang.

Don't you understand the principle of fighting for the front line between life and death? "

Ji Yuan turned his wrist, the blade flicked to shake off the blood, and said lightly.

"You bastard! You Liaodong bastard! A certain family is a fourth-rank general of the mighty army! How dare you murder the military officer of the court!"

Yang Lixiao almost fell into madness, roaring hysterically.

"If Duke Liang can't touch me, what can you do?

A mere fourth-rank general, the memorial to me may not be the first in the East Palace case.

Even if I was lucky enough to be retained by the cabinet and forwarded to the crown prince, do you think His Highness will punish me? "

Ji Yuan shook his head, and looked at the broken-armed Yang Lixiao with pity, as if silently mocking and contemptuous.

"A certain family will definitely kill you! Kill you! Remove your bones! Take off your skin!"

Yang Lixiao's canthus was about to burst, as if he was extremely angry, two lines of blood dripped from the corner of his eyes.

How had he ever suffered such humiliation!

To let a little bastard in the second realm of Tongmai!

Cut off an arm!
"I am waiting for you."

Ji Yuan remained indifferent, standing with a knife.

　ps: [-] words are sent, and we will continue tomorrow~
　
(End of this chapter)