Chen Xiuzi is not an ordinary person, he cultivates both inside and outside, and he has the blessings of "perspective eyes" and "ears to the wind".

Although the sound brought out by Liu Yuanming's "Red Blood Hundred Cracked Fist" is terrifying, the shadow of the fist is indistinguishable from reality at any time, and when it appears, it can really be seen clearly and heard authentically.

Chen Xiu was holding a shield in his left hand, and his right hand was catching up with a cloud sword, and Chen Xiu's single knife sank into the boundless fist shadow, bringing out a dense explosion.

"Smack!"

In the midst of the sound, Chen Xiu actually relied on a set of cloud swords that were not so subtle, and blocked Liu Yuanming's crazy attack with one hand!

"Smack!" In the last sound of a strong blow, Chen Xiu's body shook and retreated a foot away.

Liu Yuanming's body did not tremble, but his face was a dead one.

After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said: "With the blessing of my Hundred Ghosts and Red Blood Dafa, my true qi has skyrocketed by three times, and the realm of the seventh-grade true qi great consummation, and the Hundred Cracked Fist is a nine-grade combat skill, that is, against the masters of the sixth-grade cultivation, they have the strength to fight." You are only an eight-rank perfect cultivator, how can you block my fist with such a simple set of sword techniques?"

At this time, Chen Xiu was also not happy, and the hard work of dozens of memorizations made his qi and blood churn. If it weren't for the internal and external cultivation at this time, the muscles and bones of the body would already be equivalent to the nine-rank master protecting the body with true qi under normal conditions, and he would not be able to mature the power of counterattack and break his muscles and bones and die.

Suppressing the churning qi and blood, Chen Xiu grinned and said: "The greatest power of your set of fist techniques should be the magic sound brought by the fist piercing the air and the dazzling fist afterimage, right?"

The magic sound and the afterimage are useful to others, but to me, they are completely useless.

If you hadn't done so many tricks, honestly turned the void into reality, and only fought me hard, instead of dispersing the punches, I might have fallen now. ”

"Poof!"

Liu Yuanming's knees fell to the ground all of a sudden, the skin on his body was even cracked, and the blood oozed out of it like a bloody person, but it was Chen Xiu's knife qi that entered his body, and the meridians all over his body were broken.

"Stretch your neck a little, I'll give you a good time!"

"Thank you!"

Liu Yuanming lowered his head weakly, Chen Xiu walked over slowly, erected his palm as a knife, and raised it high to cut it off.

"Keep people under the knife!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and I saw three figures flying from the woods like an old ape, and when he shouted, one of them flicked his fingers repeatedly, and three stones shot quickly at Chen Xiu's head and shoulders in a zigzag shape, only faster than bullets.

"What a powerful finger!"

Chen Xiu saw that the other party's finger power was strong, and he didn't dare to dissipate it with his sword qi, so he raised the shield in front of him with his left hand.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The three stones hit the shield with three loud bangs, and the impact made Chen Xiu take three steps back, and he was even more surprised in his heart: "This person's powerful true qi, so far away, it's just that three stones actually shook my arm numb!"

The person who ejected the stone was even more surprised than Chen Xiu, the stunt of "snapping his fingers" that he relied on to become famous actually did not penetrate the opponent's shield!

Gazing at it, the other party's shield was like a scale armor under the sunlight reflection, and his heart was full of joy: "It turned out to be a treasure, and it was just taken to make two gauntlets and give it to my thirteenth generation great-grandson as a gift!"

Liu Yuanming, who had already resigned himself to death, saw the person coming, and suddenly gave birth to the will to live, and shouted loudly: "Grandpa Gao, Grandpa Gao, Grandpa Eight, Seventh Uncle, save me!"

There is no way, the long life of the cultivators makes their ancestors, grandchildren, uncles and nephews a little messy.

Liu Yuanming shouted and wanted to get up and rush towards the three of them, Chen Xiu stepped forward and kicked on his feet, and immediately knelt on the ground again, Chen Xiu pinched his head and shouted, "Don't move!"

At this time, the three of them had already come a few meters away, and one of them said: "Little brother, sell me Liu Ling a face, and let my grandson ...... this clan."

Before the man finished speaking, the person who played the stone just now said with a big grin: "Eighth uncle, why be polite to him!"

Turning his head and staring at Chen Xiu angrily, he said, "Boy, let go of my nephew, otherwise ......"

"Otherwise, what!" Chen Xiu said coldly.

Uncle Seven obviously didn't expect Chen Xiu to come over directly, and in the past few hundred years, there have been few people who have spoken to him like this, and he was speechless for a while.

The eighth grandfather took the words with a smile and said, "We are from the Liu family in Kyoto......"

"What about the Liu family in Kyoto!"

Chen Xiu still said coldly.

The eighth grandfather was also speechless, and he didn't expect that this kid in front of him didn't even pay attention to the Liu family in Kyoto.

"How!"

The seventh uncle reacted, and said with an angry face: "If you dare to hurt my nephew's hair, I will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

"Really?"

Chen Xiu pulled Liu Yuanming's hair back with his right hand, and said strangely: "I haven't hurt more than one of his hairs now, wouldn't it be enough to beat me to scum!"

"It's good that you know!" Uncle Seven looked arrogant.

"In that case, I kneel down and beg you, and I guess it won't be useful. Then I'm ......"

Chen Xiu held the shield in his left hand and suddenly slashed down, and immediately turned Liu Yuanming into two from beginning to end, and blood, intestines, and liver flowed all over the ground.

"You...... You dare!" Uncle Seven pointed at Chen Xiu angrily.

"Are you so blind, I killed everyone, and you still ask me if I dare!"

"Come on!"

The figure of the seventh uncle flashed suddenly, and in a flash, he pounced in front of Chen Xiu, raised his legs, and kicked out seven legs, when these seven legs kicked out, the wind was raging within a radius of one zhang, and the true qi was like a sharp blade, heading straight towards Chen Xiu.

Uncle Seven is known as the unparalleled finger legs of his time, and these seven legs are the deciduous legs that are like his "finger magic powers". The fallen leaf leg belongs to the nine-rank combat skill, and with his own realm in the middle of the seventh-grade stage, he has played the combat power of the sixth-grade cultivation.

The leg method is unfolded, as fast as a tiger, as delicate as a snake, and every kick out will bring out a gust of wind.

Seeing that Uncle Seven's legs were about to kick his body, Chen Xiu's hands suddenly moved, and his right hand turned into a sharp blade in an instant, and then suddenly flew out.

"Bang bang!"

Chen Xiushi showed the most basic knife technique in the cloud striking knife, and instantly fought with the seventh uncle seven times, and each striking knife was hit at the bottom of the seventh uncle's footboard, and his seven-legged attack was cracked.

"Huh?"

Uncle Seven and Chen Xiu touched it seven times, and after fighting, he felt that his thigh seemed to be kicked on a piece of metal, and the shock force made the soles of his feet feel faintly painful.

Chen Xiu is really not afraid of Uncle Seven, this old guy is a generation higher than Liu Yuanming, his true qi cultivation is not much higher than Liu Yuanming, he can beat Liu Yuanming like a dead dog, why is he afraid of him.