Practice starts with skill points

"Feng Lan Jian Jun... is really a talented person."

Zhong Lin thought for a long time and could only spit out this sentence. At the same time, he was more vigilant about this world.

I thought that martial arts practice was just to intercept resources from the sky. As the saying goes, heaven creates all things to feed people, and practicing martial arts is to plunder the spiritual objects of heaven and earth, condense them into pills, swallow pills, and seek to break the mirror.

I didn't expect that people are also a kind of resource, and can also be used as resources for their own promotion through some special methods.

The "Blood Demon Array" that Feng Lan Jian Jun got from nowhere can actually absorb the essence and blood of the warrior's body, which is a complete devil's behavior.

"I have the help of the system panel. As long as I don't waste it and have enough resources, I will be able to reach the peak of martial arts one day. I must be very careful in my future practice and never capsize in the gutter."

The appearance of the Blood Demon Array made Zhong Lin's already cautious heart even more cautious.

Zhong Lin forced himself to calm down the shock in his heart, and pointed at the thief who was fighting against Feng Lan Jian Jun and said, "What's going on here?"

Wan Pu shook his head, also with a puzzled look on his face.

Shi Yunyi stepped forward and explained, "Let me tell you! This man's name is Leng Wenzhong. Now it seems that he is not sure whether it is a pseudonym. Five years ago, he became a disciple of the elder Baixun of the Seven Stars Sect. When Master Feng Lan...Jian Jun suddenly resurrected and activated the Blood Demon Formation to try to refine everyone, Leng Wenzhong took off his disguise. He was the thief who took the Xuantian Stick of the Dao Ju Hai Yuan Clan three years ago."

Shi Yunyi's mentality was not very good, and his eyes were filled with pain.

Thinking about it, I didn't expect that the master who had always been respected by me was so cold and ruthless. He actually wanted to refine the entire sect, including the warriors of the Falling Star Islands, as a resource for his own promotion.

Before, I thought that I wanted to face the impact of the Lieyang Palace and live and die with the Seven Stars Sect. In a blink of an eye, I found out that I was the clown.

Zhong Lin did not say anything to comfort him. Shi Yunyi was protected too well, so his mood was not very good.

"Elder, what should we do now?"

The battle in the sky continued, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Leng Wenzhong was at a disadvantage. Although the Xuantian Stick was a mysterious weapon with infinite power, the person using it was not strong enough. It was only a matter of time before he was defeated by Feng Lan Jianjun, who was half a step away from the Xuandan.

By then, everyone would die and become the nutrients for Feng Lan Jianjun's blood demon formation.

"What should we do? Of course, it's cold, just wait here."

Zhong Lin's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and his eyes were fixed on Feng Lan Jianjun in the void.

The entire Qixing Sect had been shrouded by the blood demon formation. He had just tried, but could not break the formation and leave. Then the only breakthrough point was Feng Lan Jianjun.

And it had to be solved as soon as possible, otherwise if Feng Lan Jianjun took the Xuantian Stick, there would be no chance at all.

"With the cultivation base of the initial stage of the Soul Condensation Realm and the Nine-Layered Dragon-Elephant Golden Body, I wonder if you can withstand it?"

Zhong Lin licked his lips, and his fighting spirit surged.

Martial artists, fight against heaven and earth.

Even Zhong Lin, who likes to play it safe, can hardly hide his desire to fight after practicing martial arts.

Zhong Lin took a step forward.

Boom!

The powerful momentum that seemed to be real swept across the world, shocking all directions.

The ground under his feet seemed to have turned into water, and the ripples raised huge waves of mud dozens of feet high.

The two closest people, Shi Yunyi and Wan Pu, were directly blown away, looking at the cultivator Zhong Lin in the smoke and dust that covered the sky with incredible faces.

Not only the two of them, but also the other remaining warriors had their eyes wide open.

"Who... who is this? Such a strong aura?"

"It seems to be Master Zhong of Ziyun Sect."

"How is it possible? Isn't it said that alchemists are not good at fighting?"

"I don't know, but it seems to be him."

Feng Lan Jian Jun, who was fighting in the void, suddenly felt a strong aura coming, and his heart tightened.

"Not good."

Subconsciously, he pushed out his palm, and a warning sign rose in his heart.

Zhong Lin's figure appeared above Feng Lan Jian Jun's head as if teleporting. He clenched his fist with five fingers, stretched his arm, and swung a punch directly.

The air within a hundred feet around him exploded one by one, and everyone in the Jinguang Palace far away was blown back by the strong wind raised by this fist.

Bang!

When Zhong Lin swung his fist, a towering mountain phantom rose up with it. When the iron fist was swung to the highest point, the heavy mountain suddenly collapsed and exploded, and a huge iron fist, with an indestructible aura, slammed into Feng Lan Jian Jun.

One fist and one palm collided.

The violent air wave spread out from the two of them, and the horror was unimaginable.

Leng Wenzhong's face changed, and he raised the Xuantian stick in his hand to block his chest.

Fenglan Jianjun's face changed wildly. He was caught off guard and felt a strong force shaking. He seemed to be hit by a mountain and flew backwards hundreds of feet away.

He coughed up blood while still in the air, and his bones and muscles were crackling.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you."

Fenglan Jianjun saw through Zhong Lin's realm at a glance, and his heart was furious.

He fought Leng Wenzhong well, and he could say it was because of the Xuantian stick, but now he was attacked by an ant that could be easily killed, and he was injured. How could he deal with it?

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Feng Lan Sword Master roared angrily, swung his body, and with great strength bursting out from his body, the air actually surged like a tide, making a violent whistling sound.

The sword flashed, and a huge sword energy slashed towards Zhong Lin, so fast that people had no time to dodge.

"Haha, good."

Zhong Lin laughed wildly, and a golden light rose in his eyes.

In a flash, Zhong Lin had no time to dodge, and he didn't even think about dodging. He raised his arms and crossed his arms.

"Blue Dragon Coiled Stars."

A series of magical runes flowed around Zhong Lin's body, like dragon scales.

Bang!

The huge shock wave spread evenly like ripples, and the sky-high air waves swept the sea under his feet like a tsunami, sweeping in all directions.

Zhong Lin only felt an unimaginable force, from the place where his arms crossed, instantly transmitted to any small place around him.

It exploded violently.

Blood splashed everywhere.

Looking down at his arms, the "dragon scales" were broken, and a huge wound appeared, and even cracked bones could be seen.

Zhong Lin grinned and chuckled, and then the laughter became louder and louder.

I was worried that the ninth-level dragon-elephant golden body could not fight against the supreme master of the half-step Xuandan realm. Now it seems that it is just so-so, or I underestimated the power of the perfect dragon-elephant golden body.

With a thought, the muscles at the wound squirmed, but it was completely healed in a moment.

"Come again."

Zhong Lin laughed wildly, stepped forward, and bullied again.

The boxing he performed was the "Splitting Mountain Fist". The closer the distance, the greater the power of this boxing. It is the strongest boxing for close combat.

In addition, Zhong Lin has already comprehended the meaning of boxing. The punches and kicks are fierce and domineering, shaking people's minds.

Zhong Lin jumped high, and behind him suddenly appeared the shadow of a mountain.

This mountain is majestic and towering into the clouds, with an ancient, desolate, and suppressing the world.

If there were a time traveler here, he would definitely shout "Taishan" loudly.

Nantianmen, Eighteen Bends, Yuhuangding, Tianzhu Peak, Phoenix Pool...

It is a miniature shadow of "Mount Tai".