Martial arts practice, external training of muscles and bones, and internal training of a breath is not an empty word, but a real serious word.

The way of martial arts is to constantly boil your body to be indestructible, nothing is broken, as long as there is still a breath in your heart, there is no reason not to punch.

The real battle is far from those heroes in the rivers and lakes, before making a move, you must shout loudly and shout out your moves, for fear that the other party will not know how good your name is.

And it's really a life-and-death fight, the most taboo is this, you have to hide your moves to achieve a surprise effect, if you really shout out your moves, it's either a dark Chen Cang or a real two hundred and five.

Especially in martial arts combat, a ball of qi in the chest is particularly important, this breath can not be easily dissipated, as the so-called ventilation is like changing life, if the opponent seizes the opportunity for you to ventilate, and comes forward to attack with a ruthless move, nine times out of ten you will have to die in Huangquan.

Liu Chongde's battle with this scorpion king at this time had lasted for almost half an hour.

Liu Chongde's face was solemn, he found that this beast was not stupid at all, and even reached the point of being smart. The beast with his head was actually staring at his qi machine, and he had been passively defending, waiting for Liu Chongde's time to ventilate before making a move, and it would definitely be the most ruthless move of this beast at that time.

Liu Chongde had already realized the insidious intentions of the beast on the way to the battle, so he held his breath and fought hard for so long, but he didn't dare to ventilate generously, which caused Liu Chongde's qi in his body to be particularly chaotic at this time, if Liu Chongde hadn't worked hard to suppress it, a mouthful of blood would have gushed out of Liu Chongde's throat.

Just as Liu Chongde's heart was horizontal, he made an iron horse chisel formation, punched hard, and hammered the scorpion a few meters away, and was ready to resist the beast's offensive and forcibly ventilate.

The scorpion instantly sensed Liu Chongde's intentions, and his speed was exerted to the extreme, rushing towards Liu Chongde at an extremely fast speed, and slamming a huge "pincer" towards Liu Chongde's face.

Just when Liu Chongde was about to resist the risk of meridian explosion and forcibly block this move against the qi machine, an old man in a black robe appeared in front of Liu Chongde in vain, holding a black giant sword in his hand, and the sword was in the air.

After blocking the Scorpion King's move, the old man smiled and said: "Old man Liu, don't worry, although I, Zhao Siku, have not reached the realm of martial arts like you, it is not difficult to stop this beast for a while."

It turned out that Yang Fan's plan began to work, the nine-headed fierce beasts, except for the two big fierce beasts equivalent to the martial arts realm, had already been killed three of them, and the whole plan was going very smoothly, so this old man named Zhao Siku could arrive in time, so that Liu Chongde could rest assured.

Liu Chongde didn't talk nonsense, and after ventilating, he unceremoniously asked Zhao Si to stand up to the scorpion king, and quickly pacified the disordered qi and meridians in his body.

Although Zhao Siku is a martial artist in the Majestic Realm, he is the best sword in his life, and he can't see the three-foot Qingfeng who is a small family, so he dislikes wielding it not happily enough, so he took meteorite and forged a black iron broadsword, weighing hundreds of kilograms.

This old martial artist named Zhao Siku, although he likes to play with swords, he doesn't have any clever sword moves, and he has not collected all kinds of swordsmanship cheats, and has carefully studied sword moves, so he called this black iron heavy sword, and smashed it down with great strength.

Immersed in this black iron sword for most of his life, he also figured out several swordsmanship by himself, this swordsmanship is said to be a good name that Zhao Siku himself put on himself, in fact, it is far from being a good swordsmanship, and he is really idle and has nothing to do, so he gave a name to the best move he made.

The three-style sword move called by his peers is said to be a three-style, but it's not, because it can still be used repeatedly, and it's not cooling, as long as the strength in his hand is enough, what if he throws him ten moves and a hundred moves

The first move was that Zhao Siku cut a small hill into slag with a sword, and he felt it, and it was called "broken rock".

I saw Zhao Siku holding the sword in both hands, slamming on the ground with his left foot, rising into the air, holding the giant sword in his hand high above the country's head, slamming it down, and slashing at the scorpion with a sword.

Such a nonsensical style of play even caught this scorpion king off guard, and he retreated after practice.

In the second move, Zhao Siku was beside a stream, and suddenly he didn't know which nerve he had stopped, and he slashed the stream with his sword, which actually made the stream stop flowing for a few breaths. For a while, Zhao Siku felt that the sentence in the book was simply nonsense. So it was named "Broken River".

This name has always been ridiculed by friends of the same generation, saying that it is just a small stream cut with a little capital letter, and it is a fart "river water".

Zhao Siku doesn't care about these, anyway, he is unreasonable, his truth is the sword in his hand, if you are not convinced, that is okay, try two tricks with Lao Tzu, if you can beat Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will change this trick to "Broken Stream".

It's a pity that in the end, no one is willing to take two tricks against Zhao Siku, it is really Zhao Siku's hatred, and he can't hold back at all, and no one is willing to suffer this crime under Zhao Siku.

And those who were lucky enough to receive Zhao Siku's tricks and smashed them over basically became meat puree.

Zhao Siku's backhand horizontal sword, a move horizontal slash at the scorpion, a sword down actually cut this behemoth to a stumbling one.

The scorpion was a little uncertain about this old man with a big sword, and he didn't take the initiative to attack for a while.

The third trick was that Zhao Siku smashed an old turtle with an incomparably hard turtle shell with one move, and named it "Regret Armor".

Zhao Siku saw that after two moves, he still didn't receive any obvious results, and he was not discouraged, holding the sword in one hand, and threw this black iron heavy sword into the air fiercely.

Zhao Siku jumped up and followed the big sword into the air, and at this time, the tip of the black iron big sword was found.

Zhao Si struggled with the black iron heavy sword rising to the same height, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and shouted angrily, and fell vertically with the ground.

The fierce sword smashed down on the head, a mighty move, directly smashed this beast, and the huge body fell a few points with a powerful move, and the ground under his feet was smashed apart.

After all, the weapon is harder than the fist, Zhao Siku's last move, finally let this scorpion king break the armor, stretched out green blood, this beast was completely enraged at this time, looked up to the sky and roared, and opened his mouth to bite Zhao Siku.

Zhao Siku's retreat was at the same time, and at the same time, it was a move to "break the river" and throw it over.

Then Zhao Si bitterly parried the attack of this beast, and scolded without looking back: "Liu Chongde, you old horseman have not seen it, Lao Tzu broke the armor of this beast with a sword, but it is much stronger than you, a useless old man."

Liu Chongde was not annoyed, and returned with a laugh: "Yes, yes, my predecessors are a few years older than me, and they really don't eat rice, they are strong."

Zhao Siku couldn't help but turn around and scolded this time: "You fucking old Liu, don't be cheeky"