Chapter 574, the ghost slaps the face!

What kind of kung fu is the best in the world?

There will be a different answer in everyone's mind, and countless people will have countless answers.

However, there is a fact that everyone recognizes: those who are good at qi are countless times stronger than those who practice strength.

It's like a threshold, you know how to use the qi in your body, and you discover more secrets of your body. Congratulations, you are eligible to enter Neijianghu. That's your entry ticket.

If you practice strength all your life, even if your strength is infinite, you will lose miserably when you meet a master of qi training.

No matter how good a person's mental arithmetic ability is, what are the chances of winning when they encounter a computer? And the computer can calculate endlessly without eating or drinking. Just give him enough energy.

Strengthening the body and bones, this is the level that 99% of people who practice martial arts can achieve. With one against ten, or even one against hundred, this is already a master of one in ten thousand.

Feel the world and find the mystery of the human body. Discovering the air current, guiding the air flow, using the air flow, hitting stones and wood, fighting cattle across the mountains, cutting off the Yangtze River, destroying the heavens and falling stars------- this is the power of God.

Yes, from ancient times to the present, throughout the ages, countless people have sought or wanted to borrow the power of God.

Qin Shi Huang sent countless boys and girls to overseas immortal mountains to seek the immortal art of elders, didn't he also believe that there were gods in the world?

Those people in the inner rivers and lakes, they are climbing on the path of the gods.

After all the hardships, time and life, just for one day I can stand on the throne of God, hold the sun and the moon in my hands, and blast the stars with one punch.

Of course, that road is very painful and infinitely distant. Lonely and desolate, a lifetime of forgetfulness. However, there is still a group of seekers who grit their teeth and are unwilling to give up.

Luo Jin belongs to this category of people. He was one of the countless seekers.

The sword king Li Dazui did not practice strength, but he taught himself and realized the supreme sword technique.

His sword skills were able to force the powerful arrow god Tang Hunt to retreat, and finally had to use the divine arrow to resist the attack and save a city.

In other words, Li Dazui subverted people's cognition----- and it is not only strength that can enter the inner rivers and lakes.

Li Dazui has no strength, so can't the strength he showed enter the inner rivers and lakes?

The most important thing is that after the research of Tang Lie and others, it was found that when Li Dazui was using the knife, he was able to use the most primitive Qi of heaven and earth that had not been processed and refined by the body-------- that is, the brute force that the people of Neijianghu disdained.

There is also a typical example in history, Li Yuan's third son, Li Xuanba, holds two sledgehammers and dominates the world. Known as the first hero of the Sui and Tang dynasties.

However, because the murderous intent was too heavy, he violated the teacher's training and killed Yuwen Chengdu, who had a three-year dragon life, and was avenged by the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Puhua Tianzun and died of heaven's curse.

Li Xuanba is the kind of hero who fights the world with only brute force, although he suffered from heaven's curse, but it opened another way for future generations to learn martial arts and ask questions------ the strength of the body itself.

The sword king Li Dazui belongs to this kind of person, and the sword king Luo Jin also belongs to this kind of person.

After Luo Jin got "Knife Spectrum", he cried bitterly. Not a surprise, but a choice.

Because he knows very well that if you want to learn the peerless sword technique on this "Sword Book", the first thing is to release the energy of your body from the sea of waste qi, and turn yourself into an 'ordinary person' with only one body of strength.

Just like Lin Pingzhi's first thing to do after getting the "Sword Spectrum to Warse Off Evil Spirits" is to 'if you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace'.

Of course, maybe Lin Pingzhiyue and others were in a more complicated mood at that time.

Luo Jin finally made a choice, he punctured his 'sea of qi' and made himself a useless waste.

For a long time, Luo Jin couldn't even lift his own woodcutter.

He used more than 20 years to achieve his name as the 'Sword King', and destroyed it overnight. Then it took more than 20 years to get back what I lost step by step.

Every successful person deserves respect, and Daojun is a model for my generation.

So, he slashed the knife.

cut out the wood-splitting knife of Li Dazui.

Li Dazui had no killing intent, and Luo Jin didn't have killing intent.

Li Dazui has no energy, and Luo Jin has no energy from the sea of exhaust gas.

Li Dazui's knife uses the power of his body to attract the power of nature, and the power of nature is Li Dazui's strength.

The same goes for Luo Jin's knife.

People fight with each other, and the fun is endless.

Man and nature fight, and they are looking for hardships.

Fang Yan felt miserable now.

It was only at this time that he deeply felt the profound power of the woodsplitting knife, and it was only at this time that he understood the principle of the woodsplitting knife.

What is the most clever deception?

Because tomorrow has not yet arrived, no one knows what will happen next.

Chopping wood is Fang Yan's 'unpredictable', it hides its murderous aura, and it also hides its own 'power of nature'.

It's going with the flow, it's borrowing power.

The most terrible thing is that even Luo Jin himself is not aware of the changes in his sword posture.

The change of the knife varies completely according to the change of the opponent.

Luo Jin is the knife, and the knife is the one who operates the knife.

This is Li Dazui's "Knife Spectrum", which is the mastery of a generation of sword kings.

Fang Yan became a puppet, a puppet who couldn't speak or move.

He couldn't do anything but think.

It's like an epiphany that blooms suddenly, like a Cinderella in crystal shoes, and like a huge black curtain with a meteor shower falling-----

That ordinary knife, that simple knife, suddenly dazzling, makes it difficult to face it.

Shout------

The long knife pierces the heavens and the earth, and cuts through the night sky.

He flashed with silver light and slashed towards the top of Fang Yan's head.

The current Fang Yan can only be slaughtered by others.

"Don't --------," the black-clad man in black screamed, his eyes widened.

No one thought that Dao Jun would be so powerful.

She was about to rush towards Fang Yan in the battle group, when Kong Zhu suddenly made a move, only to stretch out his wrist, countless palm shadows overlapped, and the unsuspecting man in black was knocked out by his palm.

Syllable-------

The body of the man in black fell heavily to the ground.

"It's amazing------- "Rotten wood's eyes flashed, and his eyes stared at the knife in Daojun's hand without blinking.

"What a simple knife. The gray-robed old man on the top of the mountain exclaimed softly. "What a dazzling knife. After the King of Knives, he saw the King of Knives again, which is a good omen. ”

"Don't --------," Fang Yan also roared in his heart.

How could he die? He had a lot of money to spend, he had a lot of things to do, he had a lot of women ----- said goodbye. He still has many, many favors that have not been repaid, and he has many, many hatreds that have not been vented.

How could he die? Even if he died, he couldn't be stabbed to death------- that kind of death was too miserable and unsightly.

If Fang Yingying saw his corpse that had been split in half, he would say next to the coffin: "How can you be split in half------?"

At that time, Fang Yan still had to jump out of the coffin and strangle him to death?

The blade is dripping, and the knife intent is vertical and horizontal.

Fang Yan only saw a knife in his eyes, but he felt that there were countless knives around him attacking him.

The most unbearable torture was the sea of swords and fire, and for Fang Yan at this time, he was drowning in a sea of swords--------

The ears were useless, and Fang Yan covered the ears.

His eyes were useless, and Fang Yan closed his eyes.

Even his limbs were useless, so Fang Yan let them lock his limbs.

Fang Yan's Tai Chi Heart spun wildly, this time faster and more violently than ever.

Whoop Woo Woo -------

The dantian was on fire red, and it looked like it was about to burn. The sea of qi has become a hot wheels that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, like a black hole in the starry sky that constantly swallows everything around it.

Fang Yan felt thirsty, and felt that his flesh was about to be roasted by this Tai Chi heart.

"It turns out that Tai Chi Heart can also be used as an oven -------," Fang Yan thought in his heart.

Strange, how can there be such a thought at such a dangerous time?

Fang Yan wanted to slap himself.

And he did.

Syllable------

There was a burning pain in his face.

However, to his surprise, his hands and feet were still trapped by the sword intent released by the sword monarch Luo Jin in an instant, and he couldn't move at all.

If that's the case, who slapped him in the face?

Ghost slap in the face?

Legend has it that when a person's kung fu is mastered, he can mobilize some forces that are not controlled by this world and are not known.

The people of Neijianghu call it a 'ghost slap in the face'.

The knife was getting closer and closer, and it had already reached the top of Fang Yan's head.

Click-click-------

Thanks to Tai Chi's heart, Fang Yan could clearly feel that the hair on the top of his head was cut off by the sword qi.

One, two, three, four, five------

Fang Yan was very worried that he would become a bald man after this fight.

"Ye Wenwen-------" Fang Yan shouted loudly. He didn't know why he shouted Ye Wenrou's name at the moment of life and death, but Fang Yan at this moment really missed Ye Wenrou very much.

Think of it as a farewell!

As he shouted, he stretched out his hands to meet Luo Jin's long knife.

Yes, although his hands were trapped by the sword intent and the force of nature, he still stretched out his hands.

Just as he tried to slap himself, his face ached hotly.

Swish-------

A blazing sun rose into the sky, like a pillar of light soaring into the sky.

This silver-white light shines on the peak of Yijian Mountain, and then shines on all things in heaven and earth.

He appeared too suddenly, his light was too dazzling.

It is the divine light, and it is also the holy light.

In this pitch-black world, at the top of Yijian Peak, which has no light, it is the only star.

So, everyone around me was so illuminated by it that it was hard to open their eyes.

When everyone adjusts to his presence, when everyone is able to open their eyes.

They saw a magical scene!