Chapter Forty-Three: The Seventh Paragraph of Each!

Lying in the wooden basin, his body was invaded by the cold spiritual fluid, Xiao Feng was a little intoxicated with the feeling of full strength in his body, according to the ordinary breakthrough mode, there would generally be a period of recuperation after reaching the seventh stage, but Xiao Feng, who had the help of Posang liquid, directly skipped this period and reached the full stage. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

After sitting quietly in the wooden basin for a while, and after the happy mood gradually calmed down, Xiao Feng stood up slowly, and his **** body was stained with pale green water droplets, showing off his brilliance under the reflection of the sun.

Lazily stretched his waist, and the bones in his body, as if reborn, sounded a crisp thunderclap sound.

Twisting his head casually, Xiao Feng made a move with his right hand on the bed, but he didn't see any force at work, and the clothes on the bed were rolled into his palm.

"Yes, the fighting spirit is really a lot more abundant, with the suction power created now, it should be able to move a person's weight, right?" After putting on his clothes, Xiao Feng frowned slightly, and muttered: "It's a pity, this "Tianyin" doesn't seem to have much attack power, if it's just like now, when it is used against the enemy, it will give the enemy a chance to attack in close quarters, so it seems that it is completely a chicken rib, and it is useless, so you have to think of a way to turn this disadvantage into an advantage."

pursed his lips, Xiao Feng was just about to step out of the wooden basin, and his heart suddenly moved.

The pupils of his eyes were slightly scattered with inexplicable light, Xiao Feng's right palm slowly curled, his eyes stared at his palm tightly, and after a while, his palm was half a foot away, aiming at a vase.

Licking his lips, the Dou Qi in Xiao Feng's body didn't go through any specific veins, and it just spewed out from his palm like this...

The release of fighting qi requires at least the level of a fighting master to be able to do it reluctantly, so Xiao Feng's move, except for creating a light breeze that is not too small or small, has no other effect.

A light breeze erupted from the palm of his hand, blowing the vase violently and shaking it violently a few times, almost falling off the table...

The vindictive spirit was not released, Xiao Feng was not only not disappointed, but he was happy, rubbed his hands a little excitedly, quickly retreated a few meters, and aimed his right palm at the vase again.

"Heavenly Introduction!" With a soft drink, the powerful suction force suddenly pulled the vase and flew towards Xiao Feng.

Just when the vase was about to reach three feet in front of Xiao Feng, the suction in Xiao Feng's palm suddenly retracted, and all the fighting qi in his body erupted from the palm of his hand, and suddenly, a strong wind pressure blew fiercely on the vase that was flying rapidly.

"Bang!"

Two forces in diametrically opposite directions met in mid-air, and the vase, which was the center of the encounter, exploded into tiny pieces with a bang.

Looking at the effect achieved by his palm, Xiao Feng's little face was full of surprise, the collision of suction and reverse thrust caused far more destructive force than he expected.

Although the fighting qi in his body has been exhausted in the previous anti-thrust, Xiao Feng is extremely excited, that counter-thrust, he just uses the lowest-level exercise method to wave it out, this method is not only the most consuming, but also the effect achieved is pitiful, and if he can have a reverse thrust fighting technique that specializes in suction power like palm suction, then if the two are combined, he is sure that the effect achieved will be extremely fierce!

"Good, little one... I could even think of using this trick to strengthen the "Heavenly Introduction". The jade pendant on his chest shone slightly, and Shaomu floated out, looking at the fragments in the room, nodding slightly, and praised.

Xiao Feng smiled, his eyes rolling on Shao Mu's body, and his face was flattering.

"If there is a fighting skill that specializes in wielding the power of the counterthrust, and then refining it to the point of perfection, then you, a low-level Xuan-level Tianyin, will probably be comparable to a Xuan-level intermediate or high-level fighting skill in terms of attack power...", as if he didn't see Xiao Feng's face, Shao Mu said to himself.

"Teacher, you also know that this kind of similar auxiliary fighting skill is rare, I can get this Tianyin, or rely on luck, now where do you let me find an auxiliary fighting skill that can match Tianyin?" Xiao Feng tilted his head, as if he was a little helpless.

"Don't look like you're innocent, don't you just want to get my idea from me." Glancing at Xiao Feng, Shao Mu pouted.

"It's not like no one has thought of this idea before, but these two fighting skills are auxiliary fighting skills similar to chicken ribs, and they are difficult to find, so few people have really made up them."

"Neither are the teachers?" Hearing this, Xiao Feng's little face suddenly pulled down, depressed, he didn't have a fighting skill to swing the reverse thrust, and relying on himself to urge with fighting spirit was undoubtedly a move that outweighed the losses.

"Alright... Got it. The finger moved away from his forehead, and then in Xiao Feng's ecstatic gaze, he tapped on his forehead.

was hit on the forehead, Xiao Feng's head rose slightly, and a large amount of information was poured into it, and after a long time, it gradually became clear.

"Luo Rebuke: Xuan-level intermediate fighting skills, able to cause powerful repulsion!"

The simple explanation makes the four words of the intermediate level of the Xuan level seem extremely cold.

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"Then let me see how this seventh paragraph is different from the previous one!"

"Okay! Let me, an old bone, practice with you! Don't worry, I'll be suppressed to the same level as you. Chu Jingyu said jokingly.

"Hey, hey! Boy, you can do all your skills! You'll be fine with your physical strength! "It's another tease.

"Oh! That's great! I'm going to go. “

"Poop .....!" A series of strange sounds appeared in the silent Qixia Mountain Stream, and Xiao Ling, who was originally in front of Chu Jingxi, disappeared at some point.

"Whew~!" Another gust of wind whistled, Xiao Ling descended from above Chu Jingxi's head, and attacked Chu Jinghui with a long sword in his hand.

"Ding!" Suddenly, Chu Jingyu raised the short knife in his hand against the space directly above him, just right, the place where he stabbed was really the tip of Xiao Ling's long sword, and the two of them were above and above, in a straight state.

"Yes, what's this trick, boy? How did I never see what I had learned before? “

"Damn, I thought you would be careless."

"Stained stains! Boy, you don't know much about the monks now, when the monks are facing the enemy, even if they encounter an opponent who is much weaker than themselves, they will go all out, and carelessness is rare. “

"I don't need you to say this, I'll know it, look at the next trick." Xiao Ling turned over and landed on the ground with a half-squatting body, his feet squatting and stretching out, the long sword in his hand was raised, his eyes were slightly slanted, and he stared at Chu Jingyu deadly.

"Nice eyes! A bit like a warrior who survived the battlefield? Chu Jingyu said again.

"Poof!" Xiao Ling's straightened foot kicked the void diagonally, and suddenly he disappeared in front of Chu Jingxi's eyes.

"Damn, it's so fast, it's pure physical strength! What about terrible power? If it weren't for the fact that I have a strong soul power, with the cultivation that I have suppressed to the seventh stage of the Dou Qi now, I wouldn't even be able to take one of his moves, but this also proves the uniqueness of my vision old man, look at it! Extraterritorial demons, sooner or later, the revenge of my healing sect will be avenged. Chu Jinghui thought in his heart while guarding against Xiao Ling.

"Take it!" With a broken drink, Xiao Ling shook his fist violently.

"Squeak!" The air was squeezed and sliced by a strong force, and there was a screeching sound.

"Boom!" Suddenly, two feet before Chu Jinghui's death, as if bombarded by a cannonball, a sunken cavity suddenly appeared.

"Shhhh It's been a long time since it's been used, can't you control it? Looking at the missed fist, Xiao Ling pouted and said.

"That's amazing! The physical strength alone is enough to fight with the beginner level of the fighter, but it is only a fight. Next it's my turn. Chu Jinghui was surprised by Xiao Ling's various attacks that he had never seen before, but after being surprised, he wanted to interrupt this rhythm, he didn't want to be defeated by his apprentice, at least it was not allowed at this stage, otherwise where would the majesty of the master be placed in the future.

"Boy, let's stop here!"

"Drink!" Continuously, sixteen fist attacks were swung by Xiao Ling in just less than a blink of an eye, and sixteen fist attacks were also quite difficult for Xiao Ling's perverted physique, and after the swing, he waited for the result, Xiao Ling fell directly from mid-air, and he no longer had the physical strength to step on the empty step.

The dense sixteen rounds were actually dodged by Chu Jinghui in an extremely strange way, and none of them hit. The last shot was also unfolded by the short knife in Chu Jingxi's hand, scattered to both sides, and suddenly the surrounding mountains and forests were filled with dust, all of which were made out by Xiao Ling's attack.

After dodging the dense attack, Chu Jinghui stood on the side of the waterfall and waited for Xiao Ling, who had fallen into the pool, to climb ashore.

"Boy, the actual combat experience is still too little, and he actually used up his physical strength and fighting spirit at one time, if he fights the enemy like this, he will die, and he can't do this in the future." Chu Jinghui waited for Xiao Ling to go ashore and taught him a good lesson.

..............

"Bang!"

With a crisp muffled sound, the vase this time was directly bombarded into pieces by two opposing forces.

"Good..."

Covered in white powder, he rushed out of the dust area, looking at the effect achieved, Xiao Feng's eyes lit up, as long as he could convert the two fighting skills to perfection, it would definitely be enough to make anyone who was not prepared suffer a big loss.

Patting off the white dust on his body, Xiao Feng knew in his heart that in the last three months, he had another training task.

After March, it's time for your own rite of passage...

"Hehe, maybe a lot of people are looking forward to me continuing to make a fool of myself, right?" In the messy house, young people sneered.