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"You dare to threaten me?" Rosie was annoyed, her beautiful eyes were full of anger, when she was injured, it was no accident that this guy who had never known him came to his cultivation place to provoke, it must have been instigated by that woman, Rosie thought. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, Yang Yue didn't know what the purple-clothed girl was thinking, he couldn't help but be secretly vigilant when he saw the other party's face change, his face turned a little colder, and he snorted coldly: "Don't play any tricks with me, otherwise you will immediately let this beast go to hell." ”

"You ......" The purple-clothed girl Luo Qian trembled with anger, bit her red lips and stared at Yang Yue fiercely and asked, "Did that girl from Baguio order you to come?" It's despicable. ”

Yang Yue was immediately stunned, confused by the question, but then he showed a calm look and said: "Since you know, why bother asking, I will say one last time, the Gongfa still wants the life of this beast, you choose it yourself." ”

As he spoke, the Chengying Sword in Yang Yue's hand trembled slightly, and as long as he used a slight force, the Snow Barbarian Tiger under the sword would die immediately.

"Stop."

In the end, the girl in purple still compromised, patted the brocade bag on her waist, and suddenly flew out of a yellowed cheatbook, the cover was rotten for most of it, and there were mold marks in many places.

Yang Yue suddenly frowned and snorted coldly: "Did you take it wrong, this is obviously a few pieces of straw paper on the thatched house, you can't be a three-year-old child when I am three." ”

"It's really eye-catching, this is a dignified spiritual-level exercise." Rosie showed a hint of disdain on her face, and said coldly: "You'd better not get an inch, there are no other exercises, if you dare to hurt Beibei, I will kill you." ”

Suddenly, a strong Yuan Force fluctuation poured out from the purple-clothed girl's body, and the temperature of the surrounding space decreased a lot, Yang Yue felt a great pressure, and the cultivation of the purple-clothed girl in front of him was unfathomable.

Yang Yue took the cheats and glanced at them hurriedly, and the broken book cover was written with four vague handwritings of 'Blood Slaughter Dafa', and then quickly put the cheats into his arms, and retreated to the open area under the mountain peak with the snow barbarian tiger before letting go of the fierce beast, turned around and quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests and left this dangerous area, the girl in purple is an inner disciple, if he is caught up, he will be dead.

Luo Xi stood quietly on the top of the peak and looked down at Yang Yue's distant figure, the mountain wind slowly blew the purple clothes, like a fairy who would fly away by the wind at any time, her beautiful face had a trace of sickly paleness, she was injured, otherwise how could she let a martial artist of the Qi Refining Realm escape from her hands.

Immediately, a few sneers appeared on her Ruyu face, that Blood Slaughter Dafa is a martial art in her family, not a Tiangang Sect's exercise, although it is a spirit-level exercise, but it is extremely difficult to learn it, even if she herself has been practicing for months and has not learned it, let alone a little-known person.

Even a martial artist with extraordinary comprehension will need at least three months to learn this blood slaughter method, and three months is enough time for her to find him out and retrieve the secret book, and she Rosie is not the one who suffers.

After Yang Yue successfully obtained the cheats by blackmail, he fled all the way, and changed his position many times during this period to prevent the terrifying female disciple of the inner sect from catching up.

Until he returned to the North Peak, he didn't see the woman catching up, and he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, but he didn't think too much, the top priority now is to improve his cultivation.

Because this period of time was too peaceful, he abolished Song Yunbao in the deer field, but he didn't see Song Yunbao's eldest brother Song Yunlong to take revenge, this is not like the style of the Song brothers, which is full of eccentricity.

Stepping into the door, with a wave of his sleeves, the door closed, Yang Yue took out the yellowed secret book, pondered it carefully, and understood it with his heart.

This Blood Slaughter Dafa is actually an extremely powerful palm technique with three strokes, which requires cultivators to have extremely high comprehension ability, and this set of palm techniques must be practiced in turn, which means that if you can't learn the first palm, the other two palms can't be cultivated at all.

The first type is the Absolute Pulse Palm, the palm is like the middle of winter, cold and slaughtering, one palm is enough to make the opponent's whole body meridians collapse inch by inch and lose all cultivation.

The second style is even more powerful, called the corpse explosion palm, one palm is slapped out, a hundred steps kill, can split the opponent to pieces, and it is extremely domineering.

Yang Yue's gaze became more and more intense, and his gaze fell on the last style.

The last style is the slaughter of the spirit palm, as long as the enemy hits, the opponent's martial spirit can be killed in an instant, the martial spirit is with the life of the warrior, once the martial spirit is destroyed, the warrior will also suffer, the light is seriously injured, the heavy is killed.

"What a domineering martial arts." Yang Yue couldn't help but exclaim, "I didn't expect that girl to give herself such a powerful exercise." ”

The power of this Blood Slaughter Dafa made Yang Yue overjoyed in his heart, and he directly put on the long sword on his back and strode out of the door, but he came to the back mountain after more than ten minutes.

There are no dreamy white clouds and flying springs and waterfalls in the mountains here, but fortunately, the terrain is flat, and it is rarely visited, which is very suitable for martial artists to meditate and cultivate. In addition, the stone forest standing around can test the cultivation of martial artists for the first time.

Yang Yue closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and the movement route and mental method of the Blood Slaughter Dafa First Form Pulse Absolute Hand flashed in his mind one after another.

"Hey!"

Opening his eyes, Yang Yue slapped out with a palm, but it was only a scattered vitality that rushed out, and it did not condense into a palm print.

The palm print is formed by the high compression of the Yuan Qi, and its destructive power is several times stronger than the scattered Yuan Qi attack, which is like a glass bead and a compressed solid steel ball of the same weight, both hit a person at the same time, it must be that the lethality of the steel ball is much greater.

However, Yang Yue was not discouraged, the more difficult this blood slaughter Dafa is, the more it shows the strength of this martial art, if a set of exercises can be easily learned by any person, then this technique will definitely not be much better, on the contrary, the more difficult the martial arts to practice, the more unpredictable the power.

"Boom!"

Another palm blasted out, heading straight for a stone pillar in the stone forest, and the vitality of the sixth stage of the Qi Refining Realm surged out, but the stone pillar only trembled a few times.

This bloody slaughter Dafa is extremely difficult to practice, this cruel reality not only did not make Yang Yue give up, but aroused the arrogance in his bones, although his personality is introverted but arrogant, he belongs to the kind of character that the sword does not change when it is broken, and the moon does not change when it is missing, and the small setbacks in front of him are nothing.

As long as there is a will of steel, one day the rope will be sawn and the wood will be broken, and the water will be worn by the stone.

Half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and there is still a figure in the mountain behind the North Peak who is persistently waving his palm and striking, and in the past half a month, Yang Yue has been practicing the Blood Slaughter Dafa even in his dreams.

At this time, Yang Yue was already sweating profusely, his clothes became damp, his movements became more and more stiff and slow, and finally he leaned on a big rock to rest.

"The spirit-level martial arts are really extraordinary, it only took me a few days to learn the beginner-grade mad demon sword technique, and I haven't ......even learned a palm in this spirit-level martial art blood slaughter Dafa for half a month."

Yang Yue's heart fluctuated, with a bit of frustration, the primary martial arts are the most basic martial arts, there are advanced martial arts on it, and then there are spirit-level martial arts, maybe he is too greedy and reckless, and he should take it step by step.

The sky gradually darkened, a round of bright moon rose into the sky, so that the stars were dimmed, this bright moon seemed to become the only one between heaven and earth, the mercury-like moonlight like smoke cage mountains and rivers, making people feel peaceful.

"Huh?"

Yang Yue's heart moved, and he suddenly found that he was too obsessed with the cultivation of martial arts for a while, and almost missed the cultivation time on the night of the full moon, although martial arts were important, but the realm was even more important.

The thunder vortex in the sea of body qi became extraordinarily active again, and the rotation speed was much faster than before, and as soon as the mind moved, the thunder vortex was mysterious, profound, and running wildly like a spinning top.

Yang Yue sat there with his eyes slightly closed, a huge phantom figure of an iron-armed divine ape appeared behind him, a crackling sound came out, and a thunderbolt appeared on his body, spinning wildly around him.

For a while, the aura of this small world rioted, with Yang Yue's body as the center of the whirlpool, the aura between heaven and earth was surging like a hundred rivers entering the sea, and the aura turned into a milky white liquid because it was too rich.

A massive amount of heaven and earth aura poured into his limbs and eight veins, while bearing the pain of the meridians, Yang Yue also felt the changes in his body, the rich heaven and earth aura was refining his body and baptizing his martial spirit.

After a long time, Yang Yue's body shook and opened his eyes from cultivation, two thunder lights flashed in his deep eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this time he took another step forward and improved to the cultivation of the seventh stage of qi refining.

The growth of strength made Yang Yue's frustrated martial arts heart also skyrocket, if his qualifications were really poor, even with the assistance of martial spirits, it would be impossible for him to advance by leaps and bounds, and he was by no means worse than anyone else.

"Pulse Palm."

Yang Yue shouted violently, slapped out with one palm, and flew sand and stones, with a murderous aura of late autumn and midwinter.

"Boom!"

There was a loud rumbling sound, and a stone pillar thicker than the water tank in front of it was pierced by the vein-cutting hand, and a transparent palm print appeared on the stone pillar, and a crack spread out with the palm print as the center to destroy the entire stone pillar, and with a light touch, it immediately turned into a pile of rubble.

Yang Yue's eyes froze, the cracks were like the meridians of the human body, and the absolute pulse hand was really as its name, one palm came out, and there were hundreds of veins.

Yang Yue was naturally very excited, but he was even more puzzled as to why he had cultivated for half a month in vain, but he had cultivated in one fell swoop tonight.

"Could it be the role of the martial spirit......" He had a bold guess in his heart, his martial spirit was a ninth-level xenomorph divine ape, a fierce beast that was about to turn into a demon beast, and it was rumored that the iron-armed divine ape liked to devour the moon essence to improve his spiritual intelligence, but he was using the martial spirit to make his understanding increase exponentially.

With such an understanding in his heart, Yang Yue immediately decided to start cultivating the second type of corpse blasting palm of the Blood Slaughter Dafa.

The martial spirit of the xenomorph god ape appeared behind him, constantly splitting his palm, and the momentum was rolling, but fortunately, few people came here in the back mountain.

When Yang Yue was completely oblivious to his penance and martial arts, he didn't notice that a figure appeared on the mountain not far away, looking down at him condescendingly.

This is an old man with crane hair and a red face, wearing a gray robe dancing with the wind, showing the posture of the fairy wind and bones, at this moment the divine light in his eyes flashed, and after seeing Yang Yue's martial spirit, he showed an unbelievable color, the divine ape was golden and bright, and there were nine rings on his forehead, which was clearly a ninth-level xenomorph.

"Rank 9 Martial Spirit...... How is this possible, unheard of, what kind of bloodline and physique can withstand the true blood of the ninth-level fierce beast. ”

"This son is either a demon or a freak." The gray-robed old man came to a conclusion in his heart, even if he had experienced a lot and had seen a lot, he had never seen a ninth-level martial spirit, and his searching gaze fell on Yang Yue, revealing a strong interest.

The bright moon gradually disappeared, the east revealed the white of the fish's belly, and the figure of the gray-robed old man disappeared without a trace, as if he had never been there.

Yang Yue benefited a lot from a night of penance, although he had the assistance of martial spirits, but the precipitation of day and night was also essential, and there was still a long way to go before he cultivated the second type of corpse blasting palm.

"It's been more than half a month, it's time to go back and get the Yuanshi." After a brief breath for half an hour, Yang Yue stood up with the Shadow Sword on his back and strode towards his residence.

On the north peak at this moment, the residence of the rookie disciples, Fang Zichen stood in front of many new disciples in white clothes, at this moment, she frowned slightly, today is the day of the Yuan Stone, but there are two people missing, one of them is Yang Yue, who is the strongest among this batch of rookie disciples.

Fang Zichen's beautiful eyes swept over the eighteen rookie disciples with a cold light, and asked, "Where did Yang Yue and Shamo go?" If anyone knows and does not report, he will not be allowed to receive yuan stone for half a year. ”

A few hesitant voices sounded in the crowd: "I heard that the two of them had a great reputation in the deer field some time ago, and they may have gambled on Yuanshi there." ”

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