Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Five Animal Health Boxing

It is conceivable that if the current Feng Mo is really weak and unable to fight for a long time, how terrible will it be when he recovers to the peak?

There is an unprecedented sense of crisis in Su Changkong's heart, Feng Mo is very likely to come to the door, and it is far stronger than this time!

"Sect Master Sikong, it looks like you can't sleep well tonight!"

At this time, Gong Ba gave Su Changkong a wry smile.

Who would have thought that the monsters faced before were not real monsters, but only monster servants. Feng Mo was the real monster entrenched in Molin Mansion City, and it was terrifying beyond the expectations of ordinary people.

"Yeah." Su Changkong didn't say much, just nodded, "Commander Gong, I'll leave first, I'll get in touch when I have news."

Su Changkong felt a burning pain and a rotten feeling from the wound on his chest. I was afraid that Fengmo's claws had something similar to toxins, and he needed to deal with it quickly.

"Well, take care."

Gong Zheng's right arm where a piece of flesh was bitten off was also in unbearable pain and needed to be dealt with.

"Walk."

Su Changkong said to Sikonghuang and Sikong Zhan, who were also in a complicated mood, and left here first.

A group of three people quickly returned to the Giant Whale Gang.

"That monster... is the culprit who killed my father!"

Sikong Zhan clenched his teeth, finally knowing who the enemy who killed his father was.

"Even the third brother was injured on his hand, is there any hope of revenge?"

And Sikonghuang felt a wave of powerlessness.

Even if the experts like Su Changkong and Gong Ba joined forces, they couldn't win against Feng Mo.

Not to mention that Feng Mo is most likely not in his peak state, they have no ability to avenge their father in the face of Feng Mo!

"If Feng Mo really finds me, then the situation will be troublesome..." At the same time, Su Changkong is also in a heavy heart. His turtle breath armor was pierced by Feng Mo's claws. Feng Mo can really deal with him. pose a fatal threat.

Not only that, Feng Mo, as a monster, has a very keen perception of breath. Su Changkong disguised as Sikong Yong, Feng Mo can recognize at a glance that he is not Sikong Yong, and the other party is very likely to have the means to track breath!

Even if Su Changkong leaves the Giant Whale Gang and hides in the deep mountains and forests, it is estimated that he will be called to his door!At that time, the end is likely to be the same as Sikong Yong, and he will die with hatred!

During the tea time, the three returned to the giant whale gang, and Sikong Zhan left in a hurry. He should have gone to Sikong Wen to report what happened tonight.

"Third brother, your injury..."

In one room, Sikonghuang had a worried expression on her face. She saw that the black clothes on Su Changkong's chest were soaked with blood.

Su Changkong shook his head, did not speak, and took off his shirt directly.

Looking closely, there are five and a half feet long wounds on Su Changkong's chest. If Su Changkong's turtle breath armor is not strong enough, Feng Mo's claw can tear his heart apart!

But even so, the wound on Su Changkong's body exuded a rancid smell in a short period of time. The wound actually showed signs of decay, and an inexplicable force eroded the flesh and blood. The hair is still small and the dark black airflow, and even the blood that flows out becomes dark. If it is not treated, the injury of the wound will worsen and spread to the whole body, and it is estimated that it will be life-threatening!

"The flesh around the wound has to be cut off..." Su Changkong said solemnly.

"let me help you."

Sikonghuang said immediately, and Su Changkong nodded.

Sikonghuang held a sharp knife that had been sterilized with flames, and helped Su Changkong cut off the flesh around the wound.

When the blade touched his body, the pain of the flesh being cut apart made Su Changkong's body tremble slightly, but he didn't say a word, and resisted making a sound.

Sikonghuang also felt a little distressed, but knew that long pain is not as good as short pain, and the more he lingered, the more suffering Su Changkong would suffer, so he acted quickly and cut off the rotting flesh and blood from the wound, and the blood washed Su Changkong's chest All dyed red.

After finishing the treatment, Sikonghuang took out some medicinal powder for hemostasis and trauma, smeared it on the wound, and then wrapped it with gauze.

After doing all of this, whether it was Sikonghuang or Su Changkong, there was sweat oozing out of his forehead.

"Huh..." Su Changkong let out a long breath.

Sikonghuang said a little apologetically, "Third brother, we are the ones who have troubled you..."

If Su Changkong didn't go tonight, he wouldn't be targeted by the terrifying demon Fengmo, and Sikonghuang felt guilty for this.

"This is actually a good thing. If I didn't even know there was such a terrifying existence in the dark, when he took the initiative to appear in front of me, and I didn't prepare at all, it would be even more dangerous." Su Changkong shook his head, but did not blame him. .

Today's encounter with Feng Mo caused Su Changkong to suffer some injuries, but it was worth it. At least he knew that there was such a terrifying threat, so he didn't know anything about it. late!

"I'll scrub it for you." Sikonghuang took a clean handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat and blood on Su Changkong's body. Su Changkong also felt a little tired, so he let her do it.

"Third brother's figure...so good? Even better than eldest brother, and more beautiful!" While scrubbing Su Changkong's upper body, Sikonghuang's eyes were unconsciously fixed on Su Changkong's chest. Can not help but marvel.

"Okay... so hard!"

Sikonghuang unexpectedly stretched out Xuenen's palm to stroke Su Changkong's left chest, feeling the hard, strong muscles, she couldn't help pinching it.

"What am I doing?"

Sikonghuang quickly reacted, blushing at her rude behavior, she looked up quickly, and found that Su Changkong was leaning on the back of the chair a little tired and closed his eyes, ignoring her abrupt behavior, and then heaved a sigh of relief. Blame yourself secretly.

"Third brother, rest early."

After finishing the process, Sikonghuang said to Su Changkong.

"Ah."

Su Changkong nodded.

After Sikonghuang left, the room became quiet again, but Su Changkong was very worried.

"If Feng Mo really comes to you again, with my current strength, I'm afraid I won't be his opponent!"

Su Changkong felt a pressure, a threat of death!

Judging from the fight tonight, although he and Gong Ba teamed up for a short time, they both suffered a small loss. If they fought alone, it would be even more dangerous!

Moreover, the reason why Feng Mo was in a hurry to leave after gaining the upper hand was probably because he was not in a good state and was not at his peak.

What's more terrifying is that most of Feng Mo has the ability to track down enemies. Even if Su Changkong escapes to the deep mountains and old forests, he will most likely be found. Su Changkong still remembers the fact that Meng Sang's people came to him by tracking methods.

and……

"I must kill him!"

When he felt the pain from the wound on his chest, it made Su Changkong secretly ruthless. If it wasn't for his strong turtle breath armor, he would have been pierced by Feng Mo's claws and suffered such a big loss. Su Changkong was absolutely unwilling to give up on this!

He's going to kill that damn demon!

Repay the kindness, repay the revenge!To master the idea!

Of course, I think so, but it is not easy to do it. If it hadn't been locked by Feng Mo's tracking method, then Su Changkong would definitely have to avoid it. It's like facing Meng Sang.

But now it is very likely that before he reaches that point, Feng Mo will take the initiative to come to the door, and Su Changkong feels unprecedented pressure.

"Even if I have enough resources now, if I want to hit the realm of qi and blood dragons, it will take three to four months conservatively to reach the seven changes of qi and blood. My strength will definitely improve a lot, but it may not be able to win. Feng Mo..."

Su Changkong sat back on the chair, frowning tightly, examining his own condition.

In the realm of martial arts, not long ago, it broke through to the six changes of qi and blood, and if you go further, that is the level of qi and blood long dragon!

But reaching the Qi and Blood Dragon Realm, most of them can't beat Feng Mo.

Wu Qin Xi, Turtle Breathing Technique, Iron Sword Technique, Giant Whale Technique, Sword Raising Technique...

Su Changkong thought about the martial arts he mastered, what could threaten Feng Mo.

"Knife raising art... Sword raising art accumulates sword qi, and can burst out killings beyond its own limits!"

And Su Changkong finally locked the sword raising technique!

In fact, Su Changkong has not used swordsmanship against the enemy for a long time. The fundamental reason is that his Wuqinxi has reached the 9th level, and he can kill the enemy with boxing. He also plays Sikong Yong, who is not good at swordsmanship.

Knife raising technique (7% in the 19th realm)

During this period of time, Su Changkong did not forget to accumulate sword energy. Almost every evening, he would spend half an hour raising a sword. The increased potential value, coupled with the skill of cutting iron swords that reached the 8th realm, made sword raising skills progress rapidly. Reach level 7!

"No... My sword raising technique is only as powerful as three swords. As a demon, Feng Mo can still take it back even if his head is chopped off. Even if I kill him with three swords, I won't be able to kill him!"

"Fairy Wood"

But soon, Su Changkong denied this.

The sword raising technique accumulates sword energy, and the instant killing is extremely terrifying. It has helped Su Changkong to defeat the weak more than once.

But Feng Mo was different. As a demon, he was immortal. Even if he was cut in half and his head cut off, it would not be fatal to him.

Even if Su Changkong beheaded Feng Mo and chopped his waist between the three swords, he would still be able to recover, and the burst of Su Changkong's energy would only have the power of two or three blows. After that, he would be extremely weak, and he would definitely die at that time!

"Unless... I can burst out the power that can kill Feng Mo with every knife, and I can make multiple hits in a row! As a demon, Feng Mo has a strong vitality, but it is by no means a real immortal body, otherwise it will not occupy a little bit. The advantage will go away immediately!"

Su Changkong recited the power transfer, his thinking was very flexible.

The demon is definitely not really immortal. Gong Ba beheaded Feng Mo with a knife before. It seemed that Feng Mo had no damage. He reattached his head, but it was probably not as easy as it looked.

If you can't kill him by beheading him once, then five or ten times!Even smash it into pieces!Su Changkong still doesn't believe that he can't be killed!

"Using an iron slashing knife to store sword energy, but there is a limit, it is difficult to strengthen it after reaching a certain level, and it only has the power of three strikes, can I change it...I don't use the sword to raise the sword energy, but use my body as the A carrier to raise knife energy?"

Su Changkong's eyes lit up, gradually broadening his mind.

In the art of raising swords, the sword is not sheathed on weekdays, and the sword energy is stored, and it bursts out at one time when facing the enemy, beheading the strong enemy!

The limitation of raising a sword is also quite large. First, it only has the power of two or three strikes. Second, the accumulated sword energy has its limit and cannot be improved indefinitely.

Su Changkong changed the carrier and used his own body to raise the knife, would he be able to accumulate more knife energy?Get rid of the drawbacks of only two or three blows?

"When the injury is better, try it immediately!"

Su Changkong has always put ideas into practice. If you have an idea, try it!

The wound on Su Changkong's chest was not too serious. With the resilience of a martial artist and the excellent healing medicine, the wound was already scarred the next morning, and it would recover almost in three or four days.

And Su Changkong immediately began to retreat, studying the technique of raising swords.

Su Changkong sat cross-legged, with an iron chopping knife on his knees.

The iron-chopping sword has not been sheathed for more than a year, and the sword energy in it has already accumulated to the limit!

"My body is the scabbard, and the sword energy is stored in my muscles and meridians!"

Su Changkong experienced the iron slashing saber full of saber qi, and looked for that feeling, using his body as a saber to cultivate saber qi!

This process is very mysterious, and even if outsiders have this idea, it is difficult to put it into practice.

But Su Changkong is different. His iron-cutting sword technique has reached the state of perfection in the 8th realm. His understanding of the sword is not comparable to that of ordinary swordsmen. In addition to the potential value of up to 30 points, his understanding and creativity are the whole ink. Lin Fucheng couldn't find the second martial arts genius!

Gradually, Su Changkong's spirit, spirit and spirit became one, and his whole person entered a mysterious realm. He felt as if his body had changed from flesh and blood to another existence. His body was a knife, a scabbard!