Chapter 42: The Mystery of the Mysterious Vein
Ye Wushuang walked towards the young man, and his cold gaze fell on him.
"Brother Bufeng, teach this garbage a hard lesson, the eightfold realm of quenching the body, he is so arrogant, today you will teach him how to behave. ”
Hearing the shouts of the people behind him, Bufeng was even more proud.
"Boy, a garbage like you, with just a simple move, I can defeat you, if it weren't for the rules of the Daxu School Palace, you can't kill people in the School Palace, I will kill you directly today!"
Bu Feng's age looked slightly older than Ye Wushuang, sixteen or seventeen years old, his slightly strong body leaned back slightly, his arms bent back, his fists tightened, and there was a 'crackling' sound of finger bones rubbing, crisp and piercing.
Behind Bu Feng, a wild tiger phantom slowly emerged.
On the mainland, there is a simple way to describe power, and there are many tigers.
That is to say, when you quench the body realm, every time you break through a small realm, you will have the power of a brute bull, open up the nine major points, you will have the power of nine brute bulls, and the moment you break through the realm of the Xuan Vein, the power of the nine brute bulls will turn into a brute tiger phantom, that is, the power of a brute tiger.
That's how it came about.
"The power of a brute?"
Ye Wushuang didn't care, but Bufeng's moves made Ye Wushuang very curious.
"It's ......"
Seeing Bu Feng's moves, Ye Wushuang was a little surprised, what Bu Feng was going to perform at this time was definitely a powerful martial art.
Soon, Bufeng stepped out step by step, like a brute elephant, the ground trembled, and the whole person stood there, like a brute elephant, extremely terrifying.
"Six-grade martial arts, brute elephant boxing. ”
Ye Wushuang's face became slightly solemn, Elephant Fist, Ye Wushuang had seen it occasionally, this was an extremely powerful martial art.
"Look at Bufeng's starting style, Elephant Fist, he has cultivated to the realm of perfection!"
There was an exclamation from the crowd of onlookers.
"That's right, it's the Brute Elephant Fist of the Consummation Realm, the talent of walking style and demons, and it's not a core disciple, it's really powerful. ”
More and more people recognized the martial arts that Bu Feng was about to perform, Brute Elephant Fist.
"How is it possible, that's a barbarian elephant fist, a six-grade martial arts, step style cultivation, in less than three months, it has reached the realm of perfection!"
"Your news is too backward, Bufeng's Brute Elephant Fist, but a month ago, he cultivated to the realm of perfection, his eldest brother, Bu Xuan, but the existence of cultivating the Brute Elephant Fist to the realm of transformation, with the guidance of his eldest brother, how can Bufeng's cultivation speed be slow. ”
"I see, it's really happy to have such a powerful big brother. ”
......
There was a discussion in his ears, which made Ye Wushuang suddenly realize.
It turned out to be the brute elephant fist pointed out by his eldest brother Bu Xuan!
Drink!
The wind moved, and the burly body burst out, moving quickly under his feet, like a brute elephant, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Ye Wushuang.
The two fists roared, setting off a strong wind, sweeping Ye Wushuang's chest!
"So fast!"
Ye Wushuang saw that Bu Feng had shown his body technique, coupled with the amazing strength of Bu Feng's fist, he didn't dare to hold it up.
Ye Wushuang cast a ghost shadow and walked out.
In an instant, Ye Wushuang's right fist was clenched, and his back was bent into a dragon shape, like a real dragon.
With a punch, it was overwhelming, and it was crushed against the wind.
Flame Dragon Killing Punch!
Facing the menacing brute elephant fist, Ye Wushuang was not afraid at all, and threw out his right fist head-on.
Bang!
The two of them slammed their menacing right fists together, and in an instant, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth, and his fist strength was vented.
Click!
The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded, Bu Feng's face changed drastically, and he was directly forced back by Ye Wushuang.
The sharp pain came from the finger bones, and the cold sweat flowed from the wind, and he glanced behind Ye Wushuang incredulously, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... How is it possible that you have the strength of a brute tiger and three brute bulls. ”
It was a tiger illusion.
"How could he have the power of twelve brute bulls, he is obviously an eightfold cultivator in the quenching realm!"
There was a commotion in the crowd.
Bufeng's face was extremely ugly.
"Ye Wushuang, do you know who I am?"
A chill passed through Bu Feng's eyes, and he asked bitterly.
"What, scare me?"
The young man glanced back at Bu Feng, and replied lightly: "If you want to fight again, you can accompany me at any time, but my time is very precious, and I don't have a spirit crystal every minute, I am welcome at any time!"
"Anytime?"
Many people were surprised, this Ye Wushuang was too crazy.
"Ye Wushuang, I remember, when I am in the realm of barbarian fist and step in, I will find you to wash away my shame!"
Bu Feng's tone was solemn, and the cold light in his eyes was even worse, and he chose people to eat.
Once the martial arts step into the transformation realm, it will increase the power of the three bulls.
In his opinion, Ye Wushuang will be defeated by the time.
For Bu Feng, Ye Wushuang directly chose to ignore it. He had already stopped just now, and he didn't go all out, otherwise, his sixteen tricks plus the Yanlong Killing Fist of the Transformation Realm, and the strength of the nineteen brute bulls, Bu Feng would have died a long time ago.
Hegemon, fearless.
Bu Feng's threat, Ye Wushuang directly ignored it.
On the way back, Ye Wushuang was absolutely determined, he needed to step into the Xuanmai realm as quickly as possible, and Bu Feng was not enough to fear, but Bu Xuan was a little troublesome.
Bu Xuan, but the realm of Xiao Zhoutian in the realm of Xuanmai, has opened up eighteen Xuanmai, and if you open up one Xuanmai, you can have the power of a brute bull.
Xuanmai Xiao Zhou Tian's Bu Xuan himself has the power of twenty-seven brute bulls, and with the barbarian elephant fist of the transformation realm, he has the terrifying power of thirty brute bulls, which is a bit of a threat to him.
The realm of Xuanmai is divided into several levels: small Zhou Tian, middle Zhou Tian, Great Zhou Tian, small reincarnation, middle reincarnation, great reincarnation, and the legendary reincarnation of the heavens.
But the reincarnation of the heavens is the existence of the extreme realm, at least no one has reached it.
The number of Xuan Veins corresponding to the Xuan Mai realm is eighteen Xuan Veins in the Minor Zhou Heaven, thirty-six Xuan Veins in the Middle Zhou Heaven, seventy-two Xuan Veins in the Great Zhou Heaven, one hundred and eight Xuan Veins in the Small Reincarnation, two hundred and sixteen Xuan Veins in the Middle Reincarnation, four hundred and thirty-two Xuan Veins in the Great Reincarnation, and as for the reincarnation of the heavens in the Extreme Realm, it is eight hundred and sixty-four Xuan Veins, and the number of Xuan Veins in the perfect reincarnation of the heavens is nine hundred and ninety.
Coupled with the power of the Nine Bulls in the Quenching Realm, it is the power of nine hundred and ninety-nine brute bulls, and one hundred and eleven brute tigers, which is the power of one elephant.
Although Ye Wushuang's veins were shattered, Ye Wushuang was not in a hurry at all, but was looking forward to it.
There is a saying, called standing after breaking, Ye Wushuang's dream is the perfect reincarnation of the heavens, Bu Xuan, but by the way.
"Ruxi, wait for Lao Tzu to step on the perfect Xuan Vein, defeat you, and see how Lao Tzu ravages you. ”
Thinking of 'Su Ruxi', Ye Wushuang hated and loved.
hate, because Ye Wushuang was abused very badly.
Love, naturally, is a fair lady and a gentleman.
Thinking of 'Su Ruxi's seductive delicate body, Ye Wushuang's lower abdomen was hot again.
"Su Ruxi, wait for Lao Tzu. ”
Ye Wushuang roared and began to cultivate.
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