Chapter Forty-Six: The Grace of Martial Arts

The continent where the Dazhu Dynasty is located is the Northern Imperial Barbarian Continent, one of the nine continents in the world of Chixian Shenzhou.

There are many demon realms in the Northern Barbarian Continent, whether in the sea or on land.

In the western part of the Northern Imperial Barbarian Continent, there is a huge cyan hill, and there is a demon kingdom on top of the hill, full of traces of time, and it can be seen thousands of miles away from the land of green hills, because it is too high, as high as hundreds of zhang.

Within the wall, it is tantamount to a small world, in which the land is huge, the number of demons is numerous, and it is like a fairyland outside the world, here is full of spiritual energy, in the high altitude are turned into spiritual mist surging, there are many fairy mountains and gods on the earth, surrounded by Qiongge on the mountain, and there are hanging islands, floating big jade platform.

This country is called Qingqiu, and the demon clan here is called the fox of Qingqiu, also known as the fox of chaos, which is basically humanoid, because the humanoid is in line with the embodiment and bearing of the avenue.

But it does not mean that all the foxes of Qingqiu have the potential to practice, they were born because of the power of the bloodline, and became a human form in the mother's womb, and the chaotic fox who included the description of his natal life in his blood and bones is still the same as the spirit of the world, and he needs to learn the method of inner vision, explore the small world in the body, and dig out the spiritual power eye of the dry land.

Born because the bloodline is a humanoid demon race, you need to wait until you step into the realm of the pregnant god and give birth to a god in the body before you can turn into the form of your birth, and without the inheritance of the bloodline, those mountain spirits and sea monsters need to step into the realm of the pregnant god, and they can also give birth to a god before they can turn into a human form.

In the Qingqiu Demon Kingdom, in a bronze hall of great history and importance, a bell rang, and the soul bell rang, representing the fall of the Chaos Fox with a soul lamp standing in this hall.

This kind of bloodline traction in the underworld can cross endless space and connect with each other, and if the party that is connected passes away, it will naturally be unable to hold the bloodline in the underworld.

The soul is extinguished, the thread is broken, the lights are out, and the bell rings.

An old man guarding the bronze ancient hall appeared outside the hall, dressed in white without a trace of dust, and walked through the gate where two braziers burning with faint blue fire were placed, and entered the hall.

The empty hall, layer after layer, in the form of a ladder, placed the soul lamps of the entire Qingqiu Chaos Fox Clan, there is no distinction between high and low, only the order of succession.

In the hall, the firelight is of all colors, the scene is spectacular, there is no soul lamp of the same color, the depth of the firelight is different, and the brightness is not the same.

"After all, it is the heir of a fox king, and it is still necessary to investigate. The old man in white muttered to himself.

Originally, the descendants of the fox clan traveled abroad, and they were conceited of life and death, but even if it was the chaotic fox clan that was above the earthly world, it was inevitable that there would be those bad practices who wanted to rely on their fists and didn't want to be reasonable.

"Mu Bai, come here. The old man in white whispered into the void.

After a while, the void distorted, and a man in white walked out, saluting the old man in white slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, his eyes were soft, although there was no smile, it also made people feel kind.

"Do you know Mu Shan?" asked the old man in white.

"Hmm. The man in white was Mu Bai in the mouth of the old man in white, and nodded slightly.

"The heir of a fox king has fallen in the north, and you need to investigate it and bring an inspector, but you can decide everything, you can be unreasonable, and you should not be unreasonable. "The old man in white is a living fossil of the Qingqiu Demon Kingdom, and his words are very weighty, and he is just accommodating to those fox kings in the country today, just like grandpa accommodating his grandson, but when it comes to the real ruling, your uncle is still your uncle, if you don't accept it, the old hand will slap it over, and you will have to accept it if you don't accept it.

So a sentence that everything is up to you, that is, it is all up to you, and even you can be unreasonable, whether it is for outsiders or family members, after you Mu Bai has completed the investigation and made a conclusion, the fox king still has opinions, just endure it, and if you can't bear it, just wait for your uncle's slap to the past, as for bringing the inspector, it is the sentence that there are no rules and no circles, and some rules and regulations still have to go through the process, otherwise it will not be a circle, and a country will perish.

If there are no rules again and again, cracks will be generated, and finally the whole will collapse and collapse.

"The student went first. Mu Bai said.

"Xiao Cheng isn't muttering that she wants to go out, you can take her out to see it this time. The old man in white said suddenly.

Mu Bai nodded with a wry smile and said, "Sir, it's nothing." ”

"It's okay, go ahead, I'm getting less and less close to me as a teacher. The old man in white smiled and waved his hand to drive people away.

Mu Bai smiled bitterly again, turned to leave, and the void twisted and disappeared in an instant.

Since the departure of the Bronze Soul Lamp Ancient Palace, Mu Bai did not delay, and went to a palace, which was not slightly gloomy like the Soul Lamp Ancient Palace, but was located in the picturesque mountains, the mountains were full of spiritual mist, but it would not block the line of sight, only felt that there was no water vapor, but it was like being in the water, between the spiritual mist surging, and it was cool to be in it.

The palace is located between two mountains, at the end of the valley, surrounded by a beautiful sea of flowers, endless, with hundreds of waterfalls, like a white practice falling from the sky, mighty.

The void was distorted, Mu Bai walked out of it, came to the gate of the palace, and the shadow of his natal true body appeared behind him, and he entered the palace unimpeded.

Mu Bai found a woman in the palace, the woman was slender and tall, with red hair and a shawl that reached her hips, and her face was stunning and charming.

"Big brother. The red-haired woman shouted to Mu Bai, who suddenly appeared.

"If you want to go out on errands, I'll take you around by the way, can I go?" Mu Bai smiled at his sister.

"Really?!"

"When did I lie to you? ”

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At the top of Tianzuo Peak, a martial arts duel began.

Yuan Qi, the owner of the Mixed Knife Village, faced off against Wang Qian, the leader of the Flying Eagle Gang.

The wind on the top of the peak was blowing, but between Yuan Qi and Wang Qian, there was an internal force surging, and its own martial arts wind was blowing, forming an invisible and insignificant field that implicated the two, and when the sea breeze blew through them, it diverged.

Yuan Qi is a left-hander, holding a knife in his left hand, thinking that when he was not famous, he didn't know how many opponents he had harmed by this pit, Wang Qian was one of them, but the two of them got acquainted by mistake, and then they became friends together.

Yuan Qi's knife technique is strong and ferocious, a knife is slashed, the internal force is thin, the white knife lights up, Wang Qian's pair of flying eagle hands are not in vain, the thumb and little finger of both hands are put away, it can be seen that the fingers of his two hands are swollen than ordinary people, and the three fingers in the middle are thicker than the two next to them.

Wang Gan's hands gathered a large amount of internal force, making it seem to others that his hands seemed to be emitting white light, and looked blurry, Yuan Qi slashed into the air, Wang Gan first pressed the knife with both hands, and offset the blade with internal force, and then a pair of flying eagle claws grabbed the blade of the knife up and down, and three unusually thick fingers clamped it, making it difficult for the knife to approach the slightest.

The hands were deadlocked, and Yuan Qi and Wang Qian competed in leg strength.

Yuan Qi took the lead in raising one leg, first gathering strength, otherwise one kick would not have much power in the past. At the moment when Yuan Qi raised his leg, Wang Qian also raised one leg, and the two fought for a year or two, duels countless battles, and almost knew each other's intentions with a glance or a small movement.

Yuan Qi kicked out a leg, Wang Qian also kicked out, the two thighs kicked together in the air, and those onlookers with good ears and hearing could even hear the impact of flesh and skin.

Whoever is a beat slower will lose the advantage and will be passive. The next step is no longer a kick, but a stabbing leg, Wang Gan grabbed the big knife of the Yuan Cavalry with both hands, and the lower body gathered internal force with one foot, and stepped on the Yuan Horse, like a spear stabbing down, so this style is called the stabbing leg.

Wang Gan's stabbing leg fell, Yuan Qi held the knife and retreated, but the big knife was still tightly grasped by Wang Gan's flying eagle claws, the two of them each took a step back, Wang Gan's stabbing leg was avoided, one foot stepped on the ground, and stepped into the rocky land half a foot.

Wang Gan stabbed his legs three times in a row, stepping on the ground footprints one by one, stepping on stones like stepping on soil, Yuan Qi found a flaw in Wang Gan's continuous attacks, forced Wang Gan's flying eagle claws away, retracted the broadsword, and took several steps back again, opening up enough distance.

The internal force in the Yuan Qi's body surged, spreading out all over the body, gathering a large amount in the left hand and on the big knife, the Yuan Qi launched a martial force, and then held the big knife and slashed out, a knife condensed by the internal force slashed out.

Wang Gan's feet squatted slightly, and a martial force was suddenly unfolded, and a large amount of internal force was gathered on his body, and his hands shook at the knife that was chopping over, and the knife was directly scattered on the way.

"Mixed knife duel, three lore. Yuan Qi held the knife with both hands, held the knife and took the momentum, held the knife on his head, the internal force of the whole body rushed up, gathered on the knife, and suddenly the force opened, a wave of air dispersed, and Yuan Qi swung three knives at Wang Gan.

A knife falls, a knife rises, and then a knife comes out horizontally, three knives, three lore.

"The eagle flies backwards. Wang Gan let go of his hands, his legs were still squatting slightly, looking like an eagle that flew up.

Wang Gan's legs suddenly exerted force, and rushed head-on towards the three knife slashes called the three lore kills, his hands condensed strong internal force, from the original flying eagle wings to swing forward, his hands were held into eagle claws, and he attacked strongly, and the flying eagle claws with internal force gathered scattered one knife after another.

"Four lore, kill! Wang Gan, I can't think of it, I created four lore. "The knife slash of the third lore is slashed, and the last is to go out horizontally, so the knife style is finally to hold the knife in front of the chest, the blade is to the left, and the Yuan Cavalry unfolds four lore kills, and it is actually holding the back of the knife to the right.

Yuan Qi directly held the knife with both hands behind his back, and the whole person was distorted, and he killed the four lore of the mixed knife against Wang Gan, who was approaching.

The name of the four kills of a knife kill, the entire Tianzuo Peak peak is permeated with a sense of slaughter, this is the Yuan Qi for this duel retreat epiphany, but this sense of slaughter is also raised, is with the past 20 years of the rivers and lakes of the meaning of the sacrifice of the sacrifice, after this time, the hero is late, no longer has the will to fight, and can no longer use the four kills.

I don't know if it's because the sea breeze is too strong, or because the killing intent is so strong, the leaves on the top of the mountain are falling one after another.

Wang Gan stepped quickly, although he did not step out of the rocky land one by one, but every step was calm and powerful, shaking the dust on the ground, and the dust and smoke rose from the road.

After the Yuan cavalry killed the four lore, Wang Qian flew high like an eagle, jumped nearly two zhang high, jumped up by an amplitude, and then the internal force in his body surged, making his body sink rapidly, and he was like an eagle pounced.

Wang Gan's internal force condensed above his body, vaguely condensing into the shape of a big eagle with wings, his body was sinking, and the sharp eagle claws on his feet flashed with amazing edges.

A pair of flying eagle claws condensed the internal force of his body, and Wang Gan still dropped his hands in the face of the sword slash full of endless slaughter and grandeur.

The internal force exploded in the air, as if an eagle was in the air with its iron talons against a huge knife, the eagle was about to sink, and the big sword was about to be raised.

With a bang, the impact of the internal force exploded, rushing towards the surroundings without regularity and direction, the dust on the ground was washed away, and almost everyone's vision was blocked.

When the dust and smoke cleared and under the Tianzuo Stone, Yuan Qi and Wang Qian were already out of breath and unable to fight anymore, after all, they were old.

"Agreed, Brother Wang. Yuan Qi half-knelt on the ground, the big knife had fallen to the side, and said to Wang Gan with a fist.

Although Wang Qian was still standing, there were blood stains on his hands, and he couldn't even hold his fists, so he still said: "Accept something, don't speak in the tone of your victory." ”

"Isn't this clear?"

"What is it that is obvious, there is a kind of you who stand up and speak. ”

"What about standing up, you have both hands wounded, can you still fight with me...... Oops, my old waist!" Yuan Qi shouted.

"What are you still doing in a daze, come and bandage my wounds, don't you see that the blood is about to run out on your hands?" Wang Qian yelled at his own gang.