This time, he really gritted his teeth and dripped his own blood on the Endless Sword, because this deal was a loss no matter how you look at it.

The bronze sword body suddenly changed color after encountering Murong's blood, and in his jaw-dropping expression, the thick sword turned pitch black throughout.

"What's special, the more you toss, the worse it gets..."Murong cried and slapped the blade that was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Master, don't underestimate it," Nine-Tails prompted.

"Forget it, it's just to support the scene, and the mentality can't be blown up...", thinking to himself, he still put the sword aside.

"Nine-Tails, tell me about the five basic states of a cultivator. Murong suddenly remembered the common sense of cultivation that he had heard from the old man, but he didn't find it in the memories he left.

"Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you," Nine-Tails replied faintly.

"How?"

"Except for the human realm, the starting point of the cultivation of the monks of the other four realms is the Wonderland, so I can't explain this to you..."The Nine-Tails felt a little apologetic.

"That's it..."Murong thought thoughtfully.

It turned out that there was a reason for the weakness of the cultivators in the human realm, it was the place where the aura was the rarest in the Five Realms, and this starting point was far lower than that of the other realms.

"However, for cultivators, attack, defense, speed, body, qi, and spirit should all be universal, right?" Murong analyzed on his own according to his own situation.

"Master, you can use this magic tripod to do a physical test of your own condition, which should give you some suggestions. The Nine-Tails chuckled, but directly opened the door to a new world for Murong.

"Physical test, can it be like this? Quickly, help me test it!" Murong's eyes lit up, and with this, he could quickly understand his goal and direction.

"Okay, please drop your blood into the ding. ”

Murong Dang stabbed the finger that had just recovered with the blade of the gun on the side, and dripped blood into the Ding according to the prompt of the Nine Tails.

"Murong, the current realm: the peak of the late stage of the pseudo-immortal realm. Speed Development: 14%, Physical Strength: 61%, Attack: 9%, Defense: 11%, Divine Ability: 40%, True Energy Capacity: 32%, Weapon Blessing: 14.3%"

A series of numbers made Murong dizzy, and he didn't know what this percentage meant, but it looked too bleak.

"Master, you don't have to hang your head. This data is compared to Yingqian who is in the early stage of Youxian, so naturally it will be lower..."Nine-Tails hurriedly comforted him.

However, hearing this Murong was even more uncomfortable, in the early stage of Youxian Immortal, that is, before he started to cultivate, he was already so much stronger than himself.

Murong just wanted to look through all kinds of data in detail, and suddenly his head tingled slightly.

"Oops!" Murong immediately withdrew from the ring space and turned into a phantom and flew out directly from the window.

The sting reminded him that something must have happened at the Jiangcheng Branch. On the way to the high-speed road, Murong used his divine sense to observe the situation.

There was no such thing as Dr. Morey's breath, but four men in black suddenly appeared on the fourth floor of the building, and around them, several members of the Paranormal Organization were already lying.

It took nearly ten minutes to get from home to the precinct. In the process, the members of the sub-bureau in the building kept falling, but fortunately, their lives were not in danger for the time being.

Xiong Da and Li Qing are fighting with the four of them, but they are already at the end of their crossbows, and their physical strength is about to run out.

Murong didn't care too much, and rushed in directly through the outside window of the floor where the multi-person fight was located. Seeing that the two of them had already retreated, they didn't think much about it, and rushed directly to the battle to cover the two of them in the corner.

"What's the matter?" Murong lowered his head and asked Li Qing.

"Little devil! Inoue Shinobu blew himself up and lured them over!" Li Qing wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his bare hands, and after a long time of fighting, his physical fitness was already at a critical point.

"You two, find a way to deal with these people. Just give me these four, let's go!" Murong arranged for the two of them to leave with the people who were already injured, and then gestured at the four people on the other end, signaling them to solve the problem on the rooftop.

The four of them were stunned for a moment, as if they were frightened by the momentum of breaking through the window just now. However, seeing that there was only one person, and he didn't notice any energy fluctuations, he didn't think much about it, and flashed onto the roof.

"Who is Your Excellency?" asked the islander at the front, speaking in broken Chinese.

"I'm your uncle!" Murong still looked at the few people lightly, and still didn't release any energy.

On the way here, Murong was secretly thinking that he would not need any realm coercion when facing these people. He wanted to improve his fighting skills and experience in battle simply by relying on the physical strength of a physical cultivator.

Although the four of them didn't understand what Murong meant, they could tell from his contemptuous expression that it must not be a good word.

"Brush, brush, brush" The four distinctive island samurai long knives were pulled out one after another, and it seemed that the fight just now did not consume too much of their physical strength, and it could even be said that they were playing tricks on everyone.

However, Murong sniffed out that something was wrong, although these four people were undoubtedly from the island country in terms of their clothing and weapons. But there was no breath of life on them, and to be more precise, Murong felt that he was talking to four cold corpses.

The four cold rays of light swept towards Murong's different fatal points, directly trapping Murong in the middle. And the speed of the shot is so fast, and the accuracy of the landing point is more than ten times better than that of Xiong Da.

The swordsmanship of the four people was more like a sword formation, and the four attacks would never give Murong any time to breathe. At this time, he could only do the battle of the trapped beast, and there was almost no room for counterattack.

Murong still didn't choose to change his plan, he felt that this meeting was still within his acceptable range.

originally thought that he would be able to play a wave of offensive during the decline of several people's physical fitness, but Murong was obviously muttering about the strength of the other party. A full ten minutes passed, and the frequency of the four people's attacks did not weaken in the slightest, but they were already a little tired without the support of their true qi.

A sword slashed across Murong's legs, and the other party obviously struck with all his strength, although it was not fatal, but it also made Murong hang up. Even Murong's physical strength, without the operation of true qi, was not invincible.

"Huh..." Murong realized that the other party was a little prickly.

The stabbing sword obviously changed the scene, and although the four of them were surprised, they were also a little surprised because the sword only left a very shallow wound.

On the contrary, for Murong, this kind of intense combat has made his body a little exhausted. Moreover, these four people are indeed a little weird, and their physical abilities are almost endless.

The wound healed quickly, and Murong felt more and more that something was wrong, and he had to raise his state to the Void Pill Realm.

The energy fluctuations that erupted in an instant on Murong's body did not affect the state of the four of them, and they didn't even feel strange. Just changed the pattern of the position, and then launched another round of attacks and rushed towards Murong.

And Murong, who used his true qi, instantly calmed down a lot, and with the help of his divine sense, the attack path of the other four became clearer and clearer in Murong's eyes.

The more he knew, the more worried he was in Murong's heart. It turned out that there was no change in the way these four island warriors attacked, as if they were practicing their own attacks.

"No, there is a problem with the energy fluctuations of these people. Murong thought secretly in his heart, and then stopped going around in circles, and began to observe the rhythm of the four while circling around.

Five minutes later, Murong became more calm.

In fact, each of these four people only has ten styles, and it is extremely simple. It's just that the footwork matches the attack, and the next person repeats the previous person's action about 0.5 seconds after his attack.

It seems very easy, but in fact, it requires the cooperation of four people to be very tacit and skillful, but Murong is no longer surprised by this cooperation.

After fending off another round of attacks, Murong chose the second attacker among the four. Replacing his palm with his fist, he deftly avoided the opponent's sword and hit him directly at his Adam's apple.

Immediately, Murong rose into the air, pulling himself two or three feet away from the four people, observing the situation of the person who was hit.

"What?!" Seeing the four of them rushing over again, Murong was taken aback. Although his Void Pill Realm's punch didn't have any moves, it didn't hurt that person in the slightest.

Murong was puzzled, and he didn't care about his original plan, so he directly opened the golden light shield to block the encirclement and suppression of several people.

This time, Murong saw the opportunity, flashed behind the second person who had locked his gaze, and slapped a gravel palm firmly on the back of his head.

With a muffled sound, the man fell to the ground. Before Murong could react, he instantly got up again and picked up the blade, but it was still round after round of attacks.

"Damn! What is this?!" Murong looked at these four people with some confusion, it had been more than twenty minutes since the beginning, and these people were still attacking like machines.

Undaunted, he tried to hit different positions again and again, and even the monkey stealing peaches brought to the table. But the maximum is to stop the opponent's attack for a few seconds, and there is no more gain.

However, Murong's expression gradually returned from surprise to contempt before, and after more than a dozen rounds of offensives, Murong finally discovered the mystery in this.

Although no matter who you attack, or which part you attack, it is useless, but after all, you are sparse.

The attack of four people will be forced to stop because one of them is frustrated, and the other three will stop immediately, as if the attack path cannot be carried out properly without one person. And after one person is hit, the next round of offensive must be a sweep, that is, the first of the ten styles.

Murong's smile came back to his lips.