Chapter 3 Fate is up to me, not to heaven

The dilapidated and simple hut, this is the residence of Chenfeng today, simple, dilapidated, exuding the atmosphere of decay and dilapidation!

Since the martial vein was damaged, Chen Feng's status has plummeted, and he was beaten back to the outer courtyard by the inner court, and even everything in the past has been completely deprived and has become the laughing stock of everyone.

"In the vast continent, martial arts are respected, only the strong can enjoy the world!"

Chen Feng sat cross-legged, his eyes full of determination.

"Now I should be able to practice that exercise, a year of consolidation, condense the physique, just to be able to withstand the impact, although this method is against the sky, but, it is undeniable, this is also my only chance, let me see, how powerful you are!" Chen Feng thought to himself.

His mind was silent, and in his mind, a brilliant golden divine fire appeared, and countless golden words were intertwined on it, showing a sense of majestic atmosphere, as if it had come through the years.

The Ancient Trick of Rebellion!

This is the Eight Great Martial Arts Trial, Chen Feng accidentally got something, it fell from the sky, very mysterious, with endless power, but at that time, it was not enough to practice, it was attacked and killed by that person, if it were not for the desperate protection of the great elders of the outer courtyard, Chen Feng was also in a catastrophe.

"Nie Shura!"

Chen Feng clenched his fists, killing him, everyone didn't know, what happened in the trial of the Eight Great Martial Mansions, only Chen Feng knew, this was the deepest hatred in his heart!

"You must have become the leader of the Eight Great Martial Mansions now, wait, one day, I will return to the Martial Mansion, knock you into the dust, and avenge the Great Elder!"

He spoke resolutely, touched the jade jade he was wearing on his chest, and then did not hesitate to trigger the golden divine fire.

Wow!

The golden firelight instantly enveloped Chen Feng's body, and it was a little difficult to support his strong body.

"Conquer the heavens and the earth, condense the ancient destiny, cast an indestructible battle body, nine heavens and ten emperors, invincible in the ancients!"

"The primeval rebellion, the first realm is broken!"

Chen Feng gritted his teeth, urged the golden divine fire, went straight into the body, and began to impact the martial veins, since the damage could not be restored, then all shattered!

The vast continent, with martial arts as the respect, martial arts stratification, has been very clear, practice the pulse, move the blood, and the palace of life, while the ancient anti-fate recipe is completely different, broken veins, blood coagulation, completely contrary to the mainland's existing martial arts cognition.

In the past year, Chen Feng has been frantically refining his physique, just for this moment!

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, a burst of noise came out, Chen Feng's face was pale, extremely weak, and the nine martial veins in his body were all shattered.

"Condensation!"

He practiced according to the anti-fate formula, the golden divine fire converged, and from the body, one after another blood-red qi filled the body, and the long-lost sense of strength returned!

"This is not Yuanqi!" Chen Feng noticed his own changes for the first time, the aura of heaven and earth condensed through the martial veins, called the vitality, which is the source of the strength of the martial artist, and the qi of Chen Feng is purely from the physical body, the aura of heaven and earth, directly acting on the physical body, and then condensing this blood-colored qi!

"Let's call it qi and blood! Now I should be equivalent to the early stage of the broken vein, I don't know how much power I have!"

Chen Feng took a deep breath and slapped him fiercely in front of him, with a bang, the strong wind was blowing, and between the rolling waves, a boulder beside him shattered.

"Strength crushed stone, 30,000 catties of huge strength, this is already equivalent to the strength of ordinary martial artists in the middle of the pulse training!"

Chen Feng exclaimed in surprise, the ancient anti-fate, so strong!

Not only does the golden divine fire subtly strengthen the physical body, but even the exercises, once you get started, have a starting point that is far beyond that of ordinary martial arts practitioners!

"Nie Shura, if you don't kill me, it will be your biggest mistake in this life, and I am your eternal nightmare!" Chen Feng was full of confidence at the moment, practicing the ancient anti-fate technique, he was confident that he would advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time to catch up with Nie Shura!

After a while, Chen Feng was completely familiar with this magical power of qi and blood, and he was surprised to find that qi and blood were more subtle than the vitality.

Completely from oneself, and, once the qi and blood are dormant, it will not reveal the slightest breath at all, according to calculations, if you want to see through your own strength, you need at least a strong person who far exceeds your own big realm, to be able to do it, the qi and blood are dormant and released, conform to the mind, this point, than the vitality, are smoother!

"Try your hand at martial arts. ”

After a moment of silence, Chen Feng stood up, and he practiced martial arts with qi and blood.

Martial arts are also extremely important things in the vast continent, the strength of martial arts comes from cultivation on the one hand, and from martial arts on the other hand, the grade of martial arts is directly related to the size of power.

In the vast continent, the martial arts grade corresponds to the five realms known to the martial arts, which are divided into one to five grades, with one grade being the weakest, and among each grade, it is divided into, primary, intermediate, superior, and Great Perfection level.

"Raging Lion!"

Chenfeng stepped out in one step, the violent wind swept away, roaring, like the roar of the lion king, moving with it, a blood-colored wild lion posture, violently bursting out, under the blessing of qi and blood, as the essence, mighty and extraordinary.

Boom, a loud noise came out, just a wild lion rushing, and a big hole appeared in the dilapidated wooden house in an instant, and the power was terrifying.

"Okay!" Chen Feng's eyes were full of joy, "I can't imagine that the qi and blood are condensed, even the mad lion Fugang has improved, and he can show the form of a mad lion, if he releases it with all his strength, I'm afraid I already have a terrifying strike power of 40,000 catties!"

The martial art he cultivated, called Wild Lion Fury, is a second-grade primary martial art, obtained from the trial of the Eight Great Martial Mansions, extremely rare, you must know that in the entire Heavenly Desolate City, the most powerful martial art, the Eight Directions Cloud Martial Arts, is only at the level of the second-grade superior!

"It's still not enough. ”

Chen Feng was not complacent, he frowned, "It's just the early stage of broken veins, this kind of cultivation is still very weak, not to mention the Eight Great Martial Mansions, even this time the outer courtyard is still insufficient, if you want to quickly improve your cultivation, you can only have resources!

He fell into deep thought and decided to go to the Dan Hall in the outer courtyard to receive the pills accumulated over the years.

Martial arts practice, pills are indispensable, in the past, Chen Feng, as the master of the outer courtyard, had twenty Lingyuan pills to worship every month, but because of his intoxication with refining the body, he has not taken it out, until now, this amount should be extremely considerable.

"There are at least about two hundred Lingyuan Pills in a year, which should be enough for me to break through to the middle stage of the Broken Vein!"

Walking out of the house, Chen Feng thought in his heart.

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