Kim Ki-ryong was startled and hurriedly opened his eyes.

What does Wang Yong mean by this?

Then Kim Ki-ryong saw a scene that he will never forget for the rest of his life.

I saw that Wang Yong's expression became hideous and terrifying, and from a distance, Jin Jilong could hear the sound of Wang Yong's heart pulsating wildly.

Knock knock!

It is like a leather drum in a mythological story, and when it is beaten, it will trigger the beating of the vitality of heaven and earth, and burst out with incomparably powerful power.

In the battle of the deer, the Yellow Emperor used the skin to make the drum, and the thunder god leg bone to make the drumstick. The sound reached 500 miles, won the first battle, and killed Chiyou.

In the past, Kim Ki-ryong could not have imagined what kind of sound this drum sound was, but now Kim Ki-ryong really felt the horror of this sound.

Because even his heart was driven, and Wang Yong's heart beat wildly.

The violent rhythm overwhelmed Jin Jilong, who was already exhausted, as if a fast-paced pulsator was installed in his heart, drumming up the remaining essence and blood in his body.

Burst!

Jin Jilong suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned white as white paper.

"It's terrifying, what kind of kung fu is this, why is it so strong?" Kim Ki-ryong was terrified.

I wanted to escape, but I couldn't exert any strength in my whole body. Only the heart was like being beaten with chicken blood, driven by Wang Yong to beat wildly, as if it would explode in the next second.

Now Jin Jilong only hopes that the sword qi he swung out can kill Wang Yong in one fell swoop, otherwise he will die directly in a heartbeat without Wang Yong's action.

In the air, a blue-black sword aura came in a deep voice, not fast, but with an oppressive momentum.

There is a feeling that the black clouds are crushing the city and the city is about to be destroyed.

The entire quiet room was filled with the dark aura of this sword qi, and even the breath felt cold and cold, and the breath in the air that resembled a small snake kept swimming, gathering around the sword qi.

Just by feeling the breath of this sword, he knew that Wang Yong was never lucky. This sword qi is not something that humans can emit at all!

It was the fist intent attached to the Creation Furnace, which was pulled out by Jin Jilong with a secret method.

What Wang Yong faced was not Jin Jilong at all, but a spiritual fist intent that the ancients attached to the Creation Furnace!

Wang Yong, a person who is not even energetic, can resist this kind of invincible fist intent?

Soon, Wang Yong gave the answer.

His expression was hideous with a hint of murderous intent, and his eyes jumped like firelight, like madness.

The king of soldiers is mindful!

Blood Burning Rose!

Creation of the Flood Furnace Fist Intent!

All of them were activated by Wang Yong, like a surging tide gathering in Wang Yong's body, and Wang Yong's body seemed to explode in the next moment.

The self-sacrificing technique was originally a move that sacrificed one's life!

Jin Jilong wanted Wang Yong to die, and Wang Yong didn't want Jin Jilong to live!

Hula!

Like a strong wind, a blazing storm of sword qi burst out from above the soft sword of the Heart Moon Fox.

The fierce sword qi formed a wide barrier, and with the aura of destroying the world, it crushed horizontally.

As soon as the sword qi was released, Wang Yong quickly withered, his whole body began to ooze blood, and his breath was weak.

Only the seven-hole exquisite pendant on his chest was flickering eagerly, and the red light quietly penetrated into Wang Yong's heart.

"What is this?"

Jin Jilong looked at the huge sword qi released by Wang Yong in disbelief and was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that Wang Yong would really be able to make this move! And even more powerful than him!

As soon as that blazing sword qi appeared, it dominated the Heaven and Earth Qi of the Silent Room with an unrivaled force, and the entire Silent Room seemed to have turned into purgatory, and the Jin Jilong could feel the heat from afar.

Bang!

Jin Jilong's sword qi collided with Wang Yong's sword qi, making a muffled sound like Hong Zhong Dalu.

The sound was not loud, but it carried a dull frequency, like a sonic weapon, and it vibrated in circles, spreading throughout the room, impacting the two people in the room.

Burst!

Kim Ki-ryong couldn't hold it at first, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Burst!

Wang Yong was not spared, and he also vomited a mouthful of blood, but his mental state was much better than that of Jin Jilong. It seems that something is protecting Wang Yong.

Looking at the colliding sword qi in the air, after making a sound, it fell silent.

The two are like two rain clouds, colliding together, and immediately form a new cloud.

The two breaths of heat and cold converge, entwined, and swirled in it. For a while, he stayed in mid-air, no longer advancing or retreating.

"What's going on?" Wang Yong and Kim Ki-ryong were stunned at the same time.

Wang Yong's sword qi was much more powerful than Jin Jilong's, and within a moment, the blazing qi had the upper hand, and there were gradually signs of devouring the cold qi.

But just when Wang Yong's sword qi had just advanced an inch, the small half of the Creation Furnace Ding Furnace on the table suddenly burst out with a blue-black aura and threw it into the air.

The cold qi that had been increased immediately stabilized its position, and formed a balanced stalemate with the scorching qi.

Then the two sword qi no longer attacked each other, but wrapped and rotated, turning into two dragon phantoms, one red and one green.

Slowly spinning in the air.

In the small room, there was a faint echo of the dragon's chanting.

Wang Yong and Jin Jilong were completely dumbfounded.

Neither of them knew what the situation was now, which was a little different from what they had expected.

In Jin Jilong's imagination, it should be his sword qi that directly cut Wang Yong into dozens of pieces, and he couldn't even piece together the complete corpse.

In Wang Yong's imagination, it was his sword qi that defeated Jin Jilong's sword qi, and all of them hit Jin Jilong, incinerating Jin Jilong into ashes.

After finishing the matter, Wang Yong had to stand up and pee and wash away for Ya.

Neither of them thought that the other was good, but the reality hit the two hard.

The sword qi of the two of them turned out to be better!

It's still like glue!

In just a short period of time, a dragon and a dragon were entangled together, and the shapes gradually began to merge, and the appearance of the dragon and the dragon could no longer be seen, and only two completely different sword qi could be seen, one black and one white, lingering.

"It's ...... Tai Chi?" Kim Ki-ryong said stunned.

Wang Yong let out a disdainful laugh and said: "What Tai Chi? This is the Dao! The Great Dao is above the Tai Chi but not high, below the six poles but not deep, congenital but not long, and longer than the ancients but not old. Do you understand?"

Kim Ki-ryong was stupid.

He didn't understand a word of what Wang Yong said, although he also learned Chinese in order to learn the strengths of Chinese kung fu.

But every word is understood, and when they are connected, he does not understand.

Could it really be that this is some kind of profound avenue, Wang Yong understood it all at once?

Jin Jilong's eyes showed a look of envy, and he was very envious of Wang Yong. Enlightenment and enlightenment, this is the dream that many people dream of, but how many people are so poor that they can't realize anything in their lives, but they just spend their years in vain.

Wang Yong is so young, he can seize the opportunity to enlighten once, and sure enough, as Li Zaixian said, Wang Yong will inevitably be a fierce rival of other countries in East Asia in the future.

Jin Jilong was full of amazement at Wang Yong, but in fact, he didn't know that Wang Yong's words were purely used to pretend.

Seizing every moment to pretend to be compared has become Wang Yong's belief immersed in the bone marrow. In fact, he didn't understand what this thing was, it seemed that this thing was indeed what Kim Ki-ryong said about Tai Chi.

It's just, what's the use of knowing it's Tai Chi?

These two words have become so vulgar that everyone knows them, as long as they have a little understanding of Chinese culture, they will know these two words.

Even many foreigners, when it comes to their first impression of Huaxia, it is either kung fu or tai chi.

Wang Yong doesn't think that anyone else can have a new understanding of these two words.

"Not good!"

At the moment when Wang Yong was thinking wildly, the yin and yang qi in the air suddenly began to spread.

Like a flattened ball of dough, it grows bigger and thinner, and seems to cover the whole room.

Wang Yong didn't know what the consequences of being covered by this aura were, but the dangerous aura conveyed inside made him vigilant.

"Dead old man, open the door, or we will all die here today!" Wang Yong shouted at Jin Jilong.

Who knew that Jin Jilong laughed and said: "It's just right to die, ask for benevolence and get benevolence, it's exactly what I want!"

"you! You're old, you don't care about living a few years less. I still have a lot of years to go! Labor and management will kill you first!" Wang Yong scolded angrily.

As he spoke, he forcibly struggled to his feet and walked towards Kim Ki-ryong with his sword in a fit of anger.

Since this old guy wants the jade to be broken, then fulfill him. Let him go first!

"You...... What do you want to do?" Kim Ki-ryong panicked.

Dying in the uncontrollable yin and yang at the same time with Wang Yong was an acceptable glorious death, at least completing the task assigned by Li Zaixian, but being killed by Wang Yong was an extremely humiliating death.

"What do you want to do?" Wang Yong sneered, raised his sword upward, and took advantage of the opportunity that the two qi of yin and yang did not spread to the entire quiet room, and first shaved Jin Jilong's head away.

Kim Ki-ryong looked frightened and wanted to dodge into the corner.

But after all, he is old and cannot be compared with Wang Yong. After swinging a sword, he had completely lost his strength, and his arms didn't even have the strength to support his body.

Like a weak chicken waiting to be slaughtered, it can only wait for the owner to pick up a kitchen knife and chop off its head.

Now Kim Ki-ryong finally understood how those birds felt before they died.

In addition to despair, it is still despair.

"No!" Kim Ki-ryong let out a cry.

I saw that Wang Yong had already walked to the center, and was raising the Xinyue Fox Soft Sword high, preparing to cut off Jin Jilong's head with a sword.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The Heart Moon Fox Soft Sword in Wang Yong's hand suddenly became uncontrollable, producing a force to break free.

"What's the situation?" Wang Yong was shocked.

When he looked up, he was stunned to find that the purple streamer burst out from the Xinyue Fox soft sword, turning into tentacle-like qi and seeping into the yin and yang qi in mid-air.

The sword body trembled uncontrollably, and a mournful white fox chirped faintly, as if it was an auditory hallucination.

And in the sky that was isolated by the two qi of yin and yang and could not be seen by Wang Yong, a purple white fox escaped from the tip of the sword, staring at the two qi of yin and yang with cold eyes, indifferently looking at the two qi of yin and yang.

Suddenly, the white fox opened its mouth and inhaled, just like a long whale absorbing water, inhaling the yin and yang qi into its body.

In just a moment's effort, the Yin and Yang Qi quickly subsided at a speed like flowing water, leaving only a small tulle-like mist to spin leisurely, obscuring the white fox's figure.

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