The heart is like water, and the young man's face is like the surface of an autumn lake, calm without even a ripple. The young man formed a magic seal in his hands, and sat down close to the round seat. Immediately, a scroll began to appear in the young man's hands with the magic seal.

It was a scroll with a lot of dust, and it seemed to have a time seal on it, and the lines on it had been vaguely concealed by the continuous erosion of time. And the dust on the scroll began to fall when the boy had just touched it.

The gentle dust disappeared for a moment, and then the lines underneath it, like crystal light in the cracks of the stone, began to emanate. The young man's long hair rose without a wind, and then when the ancient scroll gradually opened, Liu Tian's mind already had a lot of information pouring in for a while.

Like the information of the torrent of the river, the young man was shocked in an instant, and when his brows couldn't help frowning, a few drops of cold sweat began to drip on his forehead. And this young man, apart from Liu Tian, who is cultivating in the northern spiritual platform, who else can there be?

And the scroll in Liu Tian's hands at this time was really the ground-level second-grade martial art that Liu Tian and Duan Lingling had obtained together in the ruins before-Bingchen Hand!

Before, none of them had time and opportunity, but now in this spirit platform is completely different, the passage of time, and the continuous use of force, on this island is already the best environment.

The buzz in my head kept going.

"Junior, the old man has been treating you for a long time-"

It was an old man's voice, which had a lot of cynicism, but it was very dignified, and this voice must have been a strong man in ancient times.

"This is my sect's peerless Bingchen hand, controllable moves, and able to learn. Refining to the peak, you can catch the dragon and control the crane with your hands, so that it can't move. Ice turns into solidity, fire nirvana, stars turn into time and space, can penetrate the void, crack the star ......"

After Liu Tian listened to all those details, an ink shadow began to swim in Liu Tian's mind. The hand was claw-shaped, but not as powerful as an eagle's claw, and each time it was stretched out, it seemed like it was enough to hold the void in front of him.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and then after Liu Tian got up, he made his hands into claws and began to swim in that milky white space. The ice attribute force turned Liu Tian's palm as hard as ice, and then it was as bright as a galaxy dyed on it.

Liu Tian's claws are like swimming dragons, stepping out step after step, and the feet seem to have a huge strength, as well as the speed like a ghost. Getting up and stepping down, it was like pulling up a hole between the claws, and in the blink of an eye, Liu Tian's palms gradually stiffened, and he could no longer bend even a little like before.

After all, it is a second-grade martial art, and it is not as simple as being able to succeed in the first cultivation, but since it is only a low-level second-grade, Liu Tian will definitely not delay too much time in it.

Without the slightest rest, Liu Tian turned around and moved again. Although Bingchen's hand is not a killer move, it still has a certain mystery, as mentioned before, if you control the opponent's elbow for a while, then the next blow, the advantage will definitely be on your side.

Liu Tian's talent is already good, and after repeated practice, he can already exert a little strength. Then Fengchen became Liu Tian's sparring partner, and now Liu Tian didn't dare to waste any time, although it seemed that the person who stayed here was the most relaxed, but in fact it was not.

They are actually the busiest here, they have to prevent those unexpected sneak attacks, and at the same time help the three teams outside. Under normal circumstances, there should be nothing to do, but if there is any accident, their task will become extremely heavy.

Therefore, now he spends all his time cultivating Bingchen, and only when he is tired and can't do it, Liu Tian will choose to practice the fist bone style for a while. But now, with the continuous improvement of Liu Tian's strength, Liu Tian can now be said to have completely mastered the first form of the fist bone style: breaking the wind!

Especially after Liu Tian has been cultivating continuously for a period of time in the past few days.

I have to say that the fist bone pose is still very powerful.

If he succeeded in cultivating Bingchen's hand, with the speed of Daqian Trace, Liu Tian's combat power could be improved again. Although it can't surpass the existence of a person like Han Hu, in the Quadruple Martial Arts Realm, like the previous Han Xiyi, Liu Tian has the confidence that he can tie with him without using the dragon's blood transformation.

"Come on!"

Now Liu Tian has been cultivating Bingchen for a while, and it can be regarded as a small achievement, but even so, the wind and dust are still as quiet as Mount Tai. Although it was a sparring partner, Liu Tian still used some strength, but when Fengchen faced Liu Tian's strength in the Quadruple Martial Body Realm with the strength of the Triple Martial Body Realm, he was not much nervous.

It seems that his martial attributes are not as fast as a fiery wind, but as stable as a stone like Mount Tai.

Liu Tian said lightly, then waved his aching arm, and immediately waited for Fengchen's move to attack him. Since you want to test how well you have trained this Bingchen hand, you have to come here like this.

Fengchen nodded, and then his breath rose with the appearance of the three martial stars on his forehead.

"Great Dragon Spin!"

The corners of Fengchen's mouth were still flat, but judging from the fluctuations of his force, he was still almost using all his strength. He was a son of the Wind Clan, and even in such a test he didn't want to lose too badly. He is self-aware, and he is much worse than Liu Tian.

The right hand slammed over the palm of the left hand and then pointed straight to the sky in the milky white spirit platform, and the force in the whole body began to work for a while. The countless chaotic winds on the palm of his right hand condensed into the appearance of a fierce dragon for a while, and then he saw that the wind dragon that was nearly twenty zhang long began to entrench itself with the arm of the wind and dust.

The dragon's body dragged on its shoulders for a long time, and the violent wind blew all the wind's robes to shreds in an instant, revealing the angular muscles underneath. Then the wind and dust unfolded a huge arc, and then a dragon roar resounded, and the body swept out like an arrow.

"Not bad!"

The wind swept close to Feng Jiaojie, and a big hand seemed to protect Feng Jiaojie under the grinning face.

"Get out!"

Feng Jiaojie slammed directly into Feng Jiaojie's chest with a crutch, and screamed.

Liu Tian exhaled, and then began to put on a posture for it, and when his steps were stepped, his body continued to bring out the sound of breaking wind.

The Mystery of the Great Thousand——

After urging, Liu Tian only took a few seconds in this space that was only more than three hundred zhang wide, and then when Liu Tian felt the manic wind, his robe might have been shattered if it weren't for the increase in the strength of the cold dragon.

Liu Tian's body moved very quickly, and after dodging the fist sideways, the bright palm of Bingchen also began to follow closely and then poked out with the momentum of smashing the Yellow Dragon.

"Bingchen Hand!"

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