The wind and thunder secretly cried bitterly, and the big man's plate axe flew up and down, bringing up waves of qi, which were pale yellow in color, forming a strange space within five meters of the surroundings. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is an invisible force in this space, and Feng Lei's body seems to be in the mud, and if he wants to maintain absolute speed, he has to consume more True Qi.

Moreover, the binding force of space continues to grow.

Sweat dripping down his forehead, Feng Lei felt that the true qi in the dantian was weak, his face was pale, and he gasped for breath, as if a fish had left the water.

This is the fundamental difference between a mid-level samurai and a low-rank samurai.

The mid-level samurai's dantian can store more True Qi, and when attacking, True Qi often has the characteristics of a certain element, although this characteristic is minimal, but it can also play a special role in battle.

"Second Young Master, be careful!" Uncle Cen shouted anxiously.

But under the impatience of the big man, the fighting spirit in his body was vented out like a flood, and a yellow mang appeared on the plate axe, sweeping out with the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

The wind and thunder carried the remnants of the true qi, and the body moved sharply sideways, but he found that the whole person seemed to have fallen into the water, and the water was infinitely resisted in all directions, and the speed was more than ten times slower than normal.

What frightened Feng Lei even more was that the true qi of the dantian was actually exhausted at this critical moment.

"Stop!"

"Guys go up together and hack him!"

With red eyes and shouting loudly, the dart masters drew their weapons and surrounded them from all sides.

"All back!" The wind and thunder roared, and he raised the sword in his hand and stepped forward.

Dart masters are the foundation of a dart game, and these dart masters are all cultivated by the Feng family bit by bit, and they are the most loyal to the Feng family. The big man's plate axe opens and closes, and he is the most afraid of group battles, and the lethality is very great, and there is no difference between going up and sending him to death.

Without the wind and thunder, as long as these dart masters are still there, as long as the wind family is still there, the dart game will not collapse.

With a click, the sword was as fragile as paper, easily torn to pieces by the plate axe, and seeing the wisps of yellow getting closer and closer like death, Feng Lei couldn't help but close his eyes.

Are you going to die? At this moment, Feng Lei had no fear, and his heart was in a trance.

"You're just a wild seed picked up from nowhere, how can you be worthy of the fine bloodline of my Feng family! No matter how hard you work in this life, you don't want to advance to a martial artist! ”

A tall and thin man in a fancy costume stomped the wind and thunder on the ground with one foot, his eyes were full of disdain, as if he was looking at a wild dog.

Under a tall willow tree, a man was concentrating on practicing swordsmanship, and next to him stood a delicate woman in light blue clothes, she stood quietly aside, and her eyes were full of men's figures.

"When you advance to the middle level of samurai, I will marry you!"

Feng'er, I'm sorry! For this illusory promise, let you wait for a full twenty years, if I can start all over again, I just want to be with you, ordinary or hard!

Dingdong, a strange sound sounded.

Ding-dong, ding-dong...... The sound flowed like mountain spring water in the stream.

Feng Lei was stunned, and felt that the dantian suddenly cracked, and countless true qi continued to emerge from the muscles and meridians, and in an instant, a dantian several times larger than the original reappeared, and the vast true qi flowed inside.

The feeling of restraint disappeared, and Feng Lei felt that his whole body was full of strength, and with a slight movement, his body turned into a shadow and disappeared from the yellow space in an instant.

It's advanced! Feng Lei stared at his hands blankly, in disbelief, the bottleneck that had plagued him for more than ten years had broken through inexplicably.

Advanced ...... The big man's face was full of depression, the axe was in his hand, and his eyebrows jumped.

It's advanced! The red-eyed dart masters opened their mouths wide and cheered loudly the next moment.

"Second Young Master, congratulations!" Uncle Cen smiled from ear to ear. After becoming a mid-level samurai, even if you can't get along in the dart shop, you can still gain a foothold in the city.

Feeling the surging power in his body, Feng Lei clenched his fists and smiled at Dahan: "This friend, it doesn't make much sense to fight any longer, I am not rich in hand, add another hundred silver coins!" ”

"Yes, yes, it's interesting to be able to break through in battle!" The big man tilted his head and looked at Feng Lei playfully, "You are my first business, you can't end it hastily, so let's do it, there is another trick...... Most of you can't resist it, I respect you as a man, or leave the valuable goods behind! ”

"Bragging!"

"Shameless!"

The dart masters clamored, the martial arts of the Feng family are famous in Stone Town, and there are few warriors of the same level who can match them, you are a down-and-out bandit who has fallen into robbery, what can you do with excellent skills, you are really a toad!

"Anyway, try it!" Feng Lei's face became more cautious, he could come out single-handedly to rob dozens of people, as long as he was not a fool, he was dependent!

"Okay, good, it's supposed to be like this, samurai samurai, no morale, how can you be called a samurai!" The big man gave a thumbs up and laughed: "My move is just to restrain the speed, you have to be careful!" ”

"Meteors Fall!" The big man roared like thunder, and a brilliant yellow light suddenly appeared on the plate axe, and he slashed forward, and suddenly, endless pale yellow axes roared out, covering the sky in the blink of an eye, covering a radius of 100 meters.

The wind stopped, the sky was blocked, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a patch of yellow, and an irresistible heavy aura permeated the space.

"Elemental Attack!" Uncle Cen was shocked, his face was bloodless, and he fell to the ground.

Isn't this a magical power that can only be mastered by a martial artist, how can it appear in a middle-level warrior, can it be......

Feng Lei was also stunned, his whole body seemed to be imprisoned, and even the true qi in the dantian seemed to be solidified, this is the power of the legendary martial artist!

No, absolutely not! A thought crossed my mind.

"Xuan-level martial arts!"

Martial arts are divided into four levels of heaven and earth Xuanfan, and according to legend, as long as the cultivated martial arts reach the ground level, even against the rare elemental masters on the continent, it will not be bad!

With the same cultivation, the level of martial arts determines the victory or defeat! And the martial arts of the Feng family can only be regarded as the middle grade of the mortal rank, and there are many grades separated by the Xuan level.

The meteor descending from the sky of the Great Han has the characteristics of some martial artists' true qi, but I am afraid that its grade is also very high in the Xuan level.

Kicked to the iron plate! Feng Lei didn't expect to encounter this kind of opponent just after he advanced, but he was not willing to be restrained, his true qi was running, his body shook slightly, and three identical figures broke through in three directions.

It is not a martial artist, even if it is a Xuan-level martial art, it is impossible to fully grasp this space, carry out indiscriminate attacks, and use a false figure of wind and thunder, just to confuse the big man, gain time, and find a gap to break through.

Once the phantom is destroyed, all the elemental axes will attack the real body densely, so that there will be no gap between the axes and axes, and even if the wind and thunder are fast, they can only wait for death.

Gravity slowed the speed of the wind and thunder, and the phantom only existed for a few breaths before it collapsed, and although the wind and thunder advanced through the crevices like a fish, it was still a long distance away from the edge.

It's a pity, if it's a real Feng family martial art, the wind and thunder can at least divide ten phantoms!

The wind and thunder constantly released phantoms, delaying time, but with little effect, and the space was like a fishing net shrinking and tightening!

Stomp ......

A crisp sound of hooves came, the breeze blew on the face, and a white shadow drifted by, and it was about to go away in a moment's time.

"Hey, Xuan-rank martial arts!"

A group of white ryoma suddenly appeared on the flat ground, with white fur like silk, streamlined bodies, well-developed muscles, and a kind of divine steed that could not be looked at directly.

On the dragon horse sat a handsome young man, dressed in the white clothes of his life, which was spotlessly clean. He had a broad forehead, large piercing eyes, a high nose, plump lips, and black hair fluttering in the wind.

"Well, earth and wind!"

A faint smile hung on the corner of the young man's mouth, and his slender four fingers bloomed like flowers, and then, a cluster of flames appeared out of thin air, flashing with a faint blue light, and the air suddenly became hot.

The young man flicked his index finger, and the flame flew gracefully in the air, like an orchid, emitting brilliant brilliance.

Boom, the orchid shot into the yellow space, and suddenly burst open, sparks shot out in all directions, like sparks burning the plain, emitting infinite power.

The small yellow axe was like firewood, and the flames burned more and more, and it made a crackling sound.

With a bang, the yellow space shattered like glass, and the flames disappeared without a trace.

The big man roared, his body retreated again and again, and finally sat on the ground, his originally dark face was as white as paper, obviously being counterattacked!

And Feng Lei stood on the ground in a daze, his hair curled up, and his clothes were full of burnt marks.

"Elementalist!"

"Oh my God, it's an elemental!"

The dart masters looked at the young man with wide eyes, their eyes full of awe and heat, and a hint of envy.

Some people are born with the ability to perceive the elements, or to control the elements, but such people are so rare that there may not be one in ten thousand.

The so-called samurai or martial artists, collectively referred to as martial artists, are ordinary people who slowly improve their bodies through the practice of true qi, so as to fit in with heaven and earth, and finally perceive the elements.

Only the martial artist level can be regarded as taking the first step, however, nearly ninety percent of martial artists will not be able to reach this realm in their lifetime.

In other words, the Elementalist was ahead of the curve from the start, saving years of time compared to ordinary people.

What's more, every step of the martial artist is extremely difficult, the higher you go, the more so, the elemental master is the pride of the sky, even if the qualifications are poor, the cultivation speed is much faster.

Every elementalist will be granted a knighthood by the Great Qi Empire, have their own territory, have special rights, and become a human being from now on!

The City Lord of Stone City is just a high-level warrior, but he is even stronger than other Martial Arts City Lords, just because there is a son of an elemental master!

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