readx;?“ I'm not interested in knowing your name as a loser. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAren't you two going together? The palm of the world's gaze gently swept over Wang Fei's face, and then looked at Huang Lie and Wang Zhenzhong with interest.

That kind of understatement attitude made Wang Fei's nose almost out of breath, and Huang Lie and the two next to him snorted coldly in unison.

"To deal with you, I alone is enough!" Wang Fei shouted, his body rushed up, and he smashed his fist into the face of the palm of the world.

The fist is menacing, angry and angry, not for anything else, Wang Fei, who claims to be a handsome guy, has long been very unhappy when he sees the handsome and almost bewitching face that is enough to make men in the world jealous and women crazy. Give you a black cannon, hit your girl with black eyes, see if you are still scared!

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, and this powerful punch was blocked by a palm.

Don't look at Wang Fei's reckless appearance of angry bullfighting before, but in fact, as soon as he made a move, everyone present saw his caution.

Crash fist.

One of the most basic force techniques in boxing is to turn the strength of the whole body into a punch that collapses like an explosion, the tricks are simple, sharp, and powerful. The most important thing is that such a move is just a temptation, and it can be changed at any time, either offensive or defensive, all in one thought!

But now, the other party did not hide, Wang Fei did not change his moves, and he did not hit the target, but was held by a hand.

Yes, this fierce punch was blocked by an outstretched hand, and it was not the hand of the world, but a guard in a red trench coat behind the world!

"You, you don't deserve to do it with my son-in-law!" The guard's cold voice rang out.

Wang Fei's face turned red, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "You are looking for death!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he rubbed himself up, and the red guard showed no weakness, and his figure immediately met him. The two of them immediately crackled and fought together.

Wang Fei's body is agile, and his cultivation has already reached the Six Heavens of Ming Jin, and his punches and legs are mixed with strong internal force. The guard in the blood-red windbreaker was full of qi and blood, like a fierce beast, not dodging at all, but attacking Wang Fei.

Both of them are fast and fast, and they are fierce and fierce. Although the guard fell behind, he was not afraid at all, and even had a feeling of becoming more and more courageous the more he fought.

Originally, he was going to deal with the main owner of the family, but now he was stopped by one of the guards, and Wang Fei was shocked and angry. couldn't help but let out a long howl, and the leg method suddenly became violent!

The air in the entire hall seemed to have warmed up several degrees in an instant, and Tang Qiang's eyes narrowed slightly: "The Wang family's flame legs!" ”

"Flaming Legs?" The corners of Chen Fan's mouth twitched twice when he heard this.

Tang Qiang also smiled slightly: "This Wang family's internal strength is called Flame Jue, which is violent and fierce. This flame leg was created by Wang Fei's grandfather, and with the Wang family's internal strength, the power is no worse than Tan's leg! ”

Chen Fa also saw that this Wang Fei's leg method carried the shadow of many tricks, including Tan's leg. However, in Wang Fei's use, the power was not much better than those original leg methods.

Moreover, this leg is connected to one leg, and it is extremely fast. Faintly, there was a wave of heat rushing towards him, like a sudden burst of flames, trying to devour the opponent cleanly!

The guard, who was originally able to make a tie with Wang Fei, suddenly fell behind.

However, since the master of the world dares to send him out, he is naturally somewhat sure. Just looking at his indifferent face, he knew that the guard still had strength left.

Sure enough, after the guard was hit in the waist, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes gradually became covered with a blood-colored red shadow. The power of qi and blood in his body became more and more surging, and his body seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-red blood.

Immediately, he rushed forward, and the speed was more than five points faster than before!

This sudden change caught Wang Fei off guard, and for a while, he fell into a state of stalemate again!

"Sure enough, it's the power of blood!" Chen Fa glanced at it and couldn't help but squint. Earlier, when this blood-clothed guard made a move, he felt a hint of familiarity. At this time, seeing his sudden outburst, he immediately concluded that he was cultivating.

Blood Cultivation!

In addition to those families in Europe and the United States, it is unthinkable that there are also Chinese people who are also practicing this kind of blood cultivation method. Thinking of this, Chen Fa couldn't help but glance at a guard standing beside Zhang Fengyun, when he was in Italy, Chen Fa had met with the other party.

He remembered that the world called him a blood slave, could it be that this blood slave was not a person, but a group of masters who had cultivated the power of the bloodline?

"The power of the bloodline? Are they all blood cultivators? Tang Qiang was already twisting his eyebrows and thinking about it, but when he heard Chen Fan say this, he suddenly said in a low voice.

Chen Fa nodded, and Tang Qiang's face became gloomy. Blood cultivation is an extremely evil practice, and they forcibly improve their cultivation at the cost of losing their own vitality. Because the strength came too quickly, and the great pain had to be experienced when cultivating, the general blood cultivation personality was a little distorted, and he was extremely cruel and had no bottom line!

"It turned out to be the Blood Demon Technique!" At this time, Yiyang Zhenren suddenly spoke.

Chen Fa immediately turned his head to look, only to see that although this old Taoist had an indifferent face, the essence light in his eyes flickered, and a cold light appeared, staring coldly at the blood cultivator who was standing with Wang Fei.

Obviously, this blood demon skill is very famous, otherwise, Lao Dao would definitely not look like this.

Chen Fa immediately looked towards the field again, only to see that the blood cultivator, who was still being pressed downwind, had faintly gained the upper hand at this time.

Wang Fei's legs kept colliding with his legs, however, looking at Wang Fei's gloomy expression and frowning from time to time, it can be seen that this effect is not very good.

In fact, that blood demon skill is a top-notch magic skill that has been passed down from generation to generation, which can not only mobilize the power of qi and blood in the body, but also, after cultivating to a certain level, it can make the body extremely hard, even if it is not comparable to steel, it is definitely not much worse than the old tree.

What's even more terrifying is that the Blood Demon Skill can make the user enter a state of excitement, unless the head is cut off and the body is dead, otherwise, the fighting spirit will not be extinguished, and the battle will not stop!

Coupled with that ferocious attack power, an ancient martial arts cultivator of the same level is definitely not comparable to a blood cultivator who has cultivated the Blood Demon Skill!

"Wrath of the sky, give me town!"

Wang Fei was punched several times in succession, and the pain was grinning, and the true qi in his body was almost scattered. And although the guard on the opposite side also suffered a lot of punches and kicks, the injury should not be lighter than him, but looking at it like that, the opponent's ability to carry the blow is definitely above him.

If this continues, he will be consumed alive by the other party!

Therefore, Wang Fei couldn't help it, with a long roar, seven legs in a row with violent heat, one leg after another towards the opponent bombarded the past.

Even, Chen Fa faintly saw his legs, which seemed to have a red light. Faintly showing the shape of seven whirlpools, Ming Jin Seven Heavens, this Wang Fei even hid his cultivation before?

This is the abnormality that will occur when the top exercises are performed in full force, in fact, this is also the mark of the master in the late Ming Jin, and the shape of the dantian will be presented outside the body.

Chen Fa immediately looked at the blood cultivator, the power of this move was so great that he had to deal with it carefully, I don't know if this blood cultivator's body can withstand it?

"Heart's work, burn!"

The blood cultivator suddenly snorted coldly in a strange voice, and Chen Fan's eyes became brighter and brighter, it turned out to be Sanskrit?

Sanskrit, a script similar to oracle bones, has a self-proclaimed system of pronunciation and meaning. Nowadays, Sanskrit is considered to be an early name for the Indo-Aryan language, but in fact, Sanskrit is ancient Chinese.

The history of China before the Xia Dynasty is known as ancient history. At that time, people used similar painting situations to describe the scenery they saw, and the oracle bones were inscribed as early accounts.

And in some remote tribes, they also have their own writing.

This is the earliest Sanskrit language.

It is said that Sanskrit was first invented by the Chiyou tribe. It's just that it was later than the oracle bone inscription, and later the Chiyou tribe was defeated again, so Sanskrit also spread to the south with the southward migration of the Chiyou tribe, and gradually spread to the Indus Valley, where it was modified and carried forward.

Of course, these are all told to Chen Fa by the old man, and Chen Fa doesn't know whether it's true or not. Because he is not a paleohistorian after all, he has no research on this.

However, it is absolutely true that ancient Sanskrit and Sanskrit are different. Moreover, judging from the fact that the old guy actually knew some ancient Sanskrit, Chen Fa felt that the old guy's statement might be the truth of history.

And this one doesn't matter.

The point is, in this day and age, there are very few people who know Sanskrit. And people who know ancient Sanskrit are even rarer. It just so happened that Chen Fa was such a rarity, and even he could hear that although this blood cultivator's pronunciation was a little strange, it still meant that.

I'm rubbing, isn't the cultivation method of the power of the bloodline not a magic skill, but an orthodox Chinese body refining martial art?

Chen Fa's heart jumped, and he faintly felt that his guess seemed to be very critical. Because the strength shown by this blood cultivator is much stronger than that of the Mediki family.

It looks like someone else's is the real thing!

It's just that this is not the time to care about this, Chen Fa just stared at Wang Fei with round eyes and stared at Wang Fei being abused!

Yes, after his strength improved, Chen Fa felt that his insight had improved again. His true qi runs in the dantian on its own, just like having an engine, and it can constantly swim in the body. It has greatly enhanced his five senses.

However, even so, if he hadn't obtained the cultivation method of the blood power of the Mediqi family, he might not have been able to detect the abnormality of that blood cultivator.

But now, with some understanding of the blood cultivation exercises, he keenly discovered that after drinking the ancient Sanskrit, the power of the blood veins located in the heart of the blood cultivation suddenly seemed to ignite, like an avalanche of continuous spurting power, and the momentum that had been suppressed suddenly skyrocketed, with a chilling killing intent and violent momentum, which was not weaker than Wang Fei at all.

After receiving the assistance of strong strength, the blood cultivator raised his arm violently, and he actually met Wang Fei's falling leg like that!

Bang!

The loud, dull sound echoed through the hall.

Some people with weaker strength even felt a burst of qi and blood in their bodies stirring, and their ears were buzzing. The two people who collided in the field quickly threw backwards and flew out.

Wang Fei took a few steps back one after another, and then sat on the ground, his face flashed a strange flush, and he spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth, and then his face turned pale. He raised his hand a little weakly and pointed at the blood cultivator: "You ......"

Xu was affected by the injury in his body, he did not speak again, but immediately closed his eyes and meditated and breathed. And that blood cultivator was even more seriously injured than him.

In the process of retreating all the way, a mouthful of red blood spurted out of his mouth, his body staggered for a long time, and suddenly his eyes closed and he fell down violently.

A fellow blood cultivator immediately stepped forward, held him up, and fed him a red pill into his mouth.

For this sudden change, many people in the audience were dumbfounded. In the last blow, the two of them moved too fast, and some people with weak skills didn't even see what was happening clearly.

However, this did not prevent everyone from looking at the world with serious and solemn expressions.

Who is Wang Fei? One of the nine great envoys of the sword, it is not the weakest existence among the envoys of the sword. Even the strength he showed before made many people feel uneasy. But now, he actually fought with one of the guards in charge of the world?

Even if it has a slight advantage, it is an absolute defeat!

Heavenly Demon Sect, is this the strength of the Heavenly Demon Sect? A young sect master's guard, and then a tyrant sword envoy, if the young sect master made a move, how earth-shattering should it be? What about the top master of the Heavenly Demon Sect?

People who know the origin of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the details are like a big stone in their hearts. If you don't know, it's like crushing a mountain!

Previously, people said that Wang Fei was not worthy of doing anything with him, and his feelings were not bragging, but he had the strength to lay a foundation!

Chen Fa was quite relaxed, and even glanced at Wang Zhenzhong and Huang Lie who were standing not far away, he estimated that he was the least surprised by the strength of that blood cultivator in the field.

However, these two have a lot of fun.

Yes, the strength of the previous blood cultivator suddenly exploded, and he did briefly gain a strength that was not much different from Wang Fei. It's just that it's a similar way to overdraw potential and burn life, and it won't last long. According to Chen Fa's estimate, that blood cultivation is just a move.

It stands to reason that he can fight a draw with Wang Fei, and he will not give Wang Fei a heavy blow. Wang Fei was unlucky, he was unlucky because he didn't understand the characteristics of this blood cultivation, and chose to fight hard with the other party. But this is not the key to his serious injury, the reason why he was beaten and vomited blood, and even his dantian was damaged, and he had to cultivate for two or three months after he went back, was because at that last moment, that blood cultivator did not defend against his attack at all, but chose to exchange injuries for injuries!

Aren't you trying to stop me? Okay, I'll let you town, but before it's suppressed, I'm going to cripple you too!

You know, this is not a hooligan fight, it's just a battle of wills! How can anyone be able to end the fight with a draw, or just take a slight injury, but would rather risk a heavy wound or even almost hang up, and give the other party a hard drop?

Isn't this a fucking outlaw!

Wang Zhenzhong and Huang Lie, who realized this, are strange if their faces can look good!

"This battle can be regarded as a loss for Ben Gongzi's subordinates!" At this time, the master of the world seemed to want to see the jokes of these two people: "Wang Fei, this name is worthy of being remembered by this son!" As he spoke, his gaze gently swept over Wang Zhenzhong and Huang Lie's faces.

"What about you, who will come first?"

Six simple words, but with a kind of arrogance that is empty-eyed. It's just that this arrogance made Wang Zhenzhong and Huang Lie, a pair of difficult brothers, look at each other, and their faces were indescribably ugly but they were powerless to refute. Many people in the audience twitched the corners of their mouths. If Wang Fei had said this before he had ruled the world, someone would definitely jump out and scold her.

But now the person who jumped out has closed his eyes and healed his wounds with his ears unheard of what was going on in the temple, and who would dare to talk too much?

Therefore, everyone in the audience was silent, and many people only felt a chill in their hearts.

Of course, like Master Xuande and the three sons of Wudang, they have calm expressions.

Bu Qi, like Chen Fan, was secretly glad that he hadn't jumped out to find abuse before, and at the same time, he was full of excitement and ready to see the jokes of the two brothers.

Chen Fa's gaze fell on a young man who was looking at the world with his brows twisted, probably sensing that Chen Fa was looking at him, and he immediately looked in the direction of Chen Fa.

This is a handsome young man in a black suit, with long black hair, and a sharp look with a hint of wildness, but it is somewhat similar to Wolf Xiaotian.

The eyes of the two looked at each other slightly, Chen Fa nodded slightly, the man paused, ignored Chen Fa, but turned his head and continued to look at the field.

Chen Fa was a little surprised and whispered to Tang Qiang's side and said, "Uncle Tang, who is that over there?" ”

"Oh, you're talking about a boy, huh? His name is Yelu Chucai, one of the Northwest Twin Wolves, and he is also a good player of the younger generation, and it is said that his strength is no worse than that of Wang Zhenzhong. Tang Qiang didn't expect Chen Fa to have the heart to look at others at this time, so he groaned for a while, and then replied in a low voice.

Northwest wolf, Yelu Chucai? Chen Fa immediately thought of Yelu Chuji, when that guy had chased and killed Bian Wuxue, he had met him in Fengzhou. And he looks a little similar to Yelu Chuji, is he Yelu Chuji's brother? If this is the case, then the strength of this Northwest Wolf is far stronger than it shows!

At least this Yelu Chucai gave him the feeling that his strength was stronger than that of Wang Zhenzhong. Of course, this Yelu Chucai is estimated to be much older than them.

It looks like he's thirty years old, and he's at the peak of his life. However, this person obviously has a lot of strength, but he was able to resist the opportunity to be close to Wudang Tao before, and sat there motionless.

Maybe it's because he came on behalf of the Northwest Wolf, and his every move has been restrained, but that calm bearing and calm judgment are definitely much stronger than Yelu Chuji.

I just don't know if I can be his opponent at this time! Chen Fa secretly thought to himself in his heart, although his strength has improved recently, Chen Fa still does not dare to underestimate the world.

Just like this Yelu Chucai in front of him, as for this person who stands proudly above the hall like a star at this time, uh, this Chen Fa doesn't even have a thirty percent grasp of him.

Who knows if this guy still has any hole cards?

Chen Fa and Tang Qiang had a simple conversation here, although the action was not big, but it was still a stimulus to Wang Zhenzhong and Huang Lie who were silent.

Wang Zhenzhong glanced at Chen Fan coldly, took a step forward, reached out and held the spear behind him, and said, "Guan Tang Wang Zhenzhong, I am willing to learn the high moves under the command of the young sect master!" ”

"Teach what? When did Wudang fall to the point of relying on the juniors among you outsiders to stand out for Wudang? At this moment, a lazy voice suddenly sounded.

I saw that Yiyang Daoist suddenly opened his eyes, and from the time Wang Fei fought with that blood cultivator, his old man had already closed his eyes impatiently. As if he disdained to watch a battle of this level, the bearing of that high man was unmistakable.

However, as soon as the old guy spoke, he suddenly lost his bearing.

Wang Zhenzhong stood there, suddenly looking embarrassed. Yiyang Zhenren immediately looked at the world: "And you kid, come to my Wudang to make trouble, use my Wudang as a stepping stone, in your eyes, Wudang is so easy to let you use?" ”

"Clear Spring!"

With the call of Yiyang Zhenren, the Daoist who had been standing behind him wearing an ice blue Dao robe with a cold expression suddenly rushed towards the palm of the world like a bolt of lightning.

No one expected that it was originally the one who was in charge of the world to challenge Wang Zhenzhong and Huang Lie, but suddenly the second son of Wudang personally took action, and it was also the golden mouth opened by Yiyang Zhenren himself.

Including the head of the world himself, he didn't expect that Yiyang Zhenren would not care about his reputation at all and let his disciple take action, and he was the strongest one.

By the time he reacted, Qingquanzi had already come closer.

At this time, a black figure suddenly swept in from outside the main hall, but as soon as he entered the door, Qingquanzi shouted coldly: "Get out!" ”

As the words fell, the sleeves of the wide robe flicked violently, and a cold wind attacked the comer.

The person who came raised his palms violently and struck against the strong wind. Immediately, his expression changed, and he quickly took two steps back, landing right outside the main hall.

At this time, everyone in the audience saw that an old man in black robes in his sixties with a thin figure was standing there with an ugly face, just like Wang Zhenzhong and Huang Lie before.

"You, you've stepped into the realm of transformation?!" A hoarse and shrill voice rang out from the old man's mouth.

Hiss!

A gasping sound suddenly sounded from the main hall, including Bu Qi, a guy with the title of the fourth son of Wudang, who also opened his mouth. Although he had already suspected and guessed for a long time, he was shocked when he really confirmed it!

Chen Fa also felt a toothache, how could a super master emerge again? How can this rivers and lakes be mixed?

"Is the senior trying to kill me?" The palm of the world looked calm, looking at Qingquanzi fixedly. Between his throat, a blue swaying ice sword, an ice sword condensed by Qing Quanzi's internal strength.

Inner strength transforms!

Only when cultivation has attained the realm of transforming strength can the true qi in the body be able to form tangible objects outside the body. And this is also the most basic meaning of the Transformation Realm!

At this time, the ice sword was facing the throat of the world!

However, the world didn't even look at the sword, but this calmness and calmness were enough to make people look sideways!

"Wudang, it's not like whoever wants to come and go, and they can go. Even if your men defeat a few of their little bunnies, it won't work. Even if you have a master guard of Ming Jin Great Perfection by your side, it won't work, even if you are the young sect master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, it won't work! Is the size of the rivers and lakes measurable by a fish? Do you understand the old words? ”

"The younger generation is taught, keep it in mind! In the future, without the permission of the predecessors, I will never step into Wudang half a step! The palm of the world smiled slightly, and bowed to Yiyang Zhenren. At the moment of bowing his head, the ice sword pierced his extended skin, and a drop of blood suddenly appeared on the ice sword.

However, the palm of the world didn't seem to feel it, and it was more like he didn't know that if his movement was a little bigger, the ice sword would pierce his throat!

"You, can you hurt my Wudang disciple?!" Yiyang Zhenren glanced at the old man with a slanted gaze.

"At most, it's just a stun, and it doesn't hurt anyone!"

"How many knocked out?"

"Seven!"

"Qingquan, give him seven marks!" Yiyang Zhenren said lightly.

Qing Quanzi's figure shook suddenly, and the ice sword stabbed towards the old man in an instant. The old man's face changed, and he wanted to resist, but he forcibly held back.

Are you kidding? Wudang now has two Transformation Strength Realm in charge. That Yiyang real person is about to reach the holy level, if this really fights, then Yiyang Zhenren has enough reason to slaughter the world! Of course, his fate was not much better!

In an instant, there were seven more scars on the old man's body, and on the surface, it seemed that it would stop when it entered the flesh, but looking at the old man's pale face, he could know that the seven swords of Qingquanzi were definitely not so easy to suffer!

"The style of the predecessors is impressive. I don't know, can the younger generation go now? "Palm the world said lightly.

Yiyang Zhenren suddenly spoke: "The Three Envoys of the Heavenly Demons, Huang Quan, Yaksha, and Ghost, I don't know which one you are?" ”

"The weakest strength under the net, temporarily as the deputy envoy of the ghost!" The wizened old man said in a hoarse voice.

"I think so!" Yiyang Zhenren smiled and closed his eyes again.

Seeing this, the palm of the world couldn't help but smile slightly: "The junior retires!" After speaking, he glanced at Qingquanzi again: "The third son of Wudang, the name is well deserved!" ”

"The four sons of Wudang!" Qingquanzi coldly spit out four words, the words were like ice, cold and hard.

Palm Tianxia glanced at Bu Qi lightly, and smiled: "Maybe, but not now!" ”

After speaking, the head of the world took the people and left.