"Serious, three waves!"

"I haven't seen you for three days, Ouyang Dingtian's strength is even stronger, we Liaoyuan Wufu, will there be a second Fan Wu Qi apprentice?"

...

People changed color and lost their voices.

The first time Hong Yuan encountered such an attack, he was caught off guard and suffered heavy losses. However, the disciples of Liaoyuan Martial Fu who were watching saw the door at a glance and understood the power of Ouyang Dingtian's fist.

Liaoyuan Takefu pursues smooth rhythm and is good at controlling the rhythm of attack and defense, leaving room for every blow. As an excellent disciple, he can convert his residual heat into a second wave of attacks. Once he starts, he will continue to be like the tides of a river, and the waves of the attack will be higher than the waves. A triple wave, not to mention flesh, can even tear a steel plate. If we break through the end of Fan Wu and hit the Seven Heavens, the power will be even more amazing.

"Brother, be careful!"

The martial arts disciples who surrounded them wept bitterly, admiring Ouyang Dingtian's heroism. There was a surge of excitement on their faces. The cold demon screamed nervously.

"Of course it's a good idea!"

Hongyuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and people thought that he had been beaten so badly that he immediately lost his combat effectiveness and couldn't move.

Seeing him turn around, his body rolled in the air three times, gently unloading Ouyang's power. Then, a little on the ground, like a cheetah, rushed over, slammed, launched a fierce counterattack.

This punch does not seem to be mysterious, it is even a little light, soft, and weak, and many martial arts disciples look at it and shake their heads. However, Ouyang Dingtian, who was the first to suffer, changed his face, and instinctively felt an unspeakable danger, a feeling of chest tightness and palpitations. Before I had time to think about it, Hongyuan's fist was already very close, and I quickly swung my fist to block it.

The tentacles are cold and empty. It's like a punch on cotton. When these two heavy punches collided, Ouyang Ding's Tianxin had a strange feeling. This sense of crisis is unprecedented, but we just don't know where the danger lies. The next moment, his face suddenly changed, and he felt an incomparable force surging in. Hong Yuan only moved his wrist once, and he emitted an astonishing force.

Strength!

Hong Yuan, who had eaten a meal with hidden losses, returned himself with someone else's hand, but on the contrary, Ouyang was caught off guard. At a very short distance, the power is ferocious, and a violent blow is shown by meditating on the violent blood meridians!

Ouyang cast a low hum over the sky. He couldn't help but take a step back. It still looked aggressive and didn't seem to have any effect, but the slightly sharper Wufu disciple could notice that his right hand was shaking all the time, and half of his body was numb by Hongyuan's punch.

"Come again!"

Hong Yuan took a big sip and rushed up like a shadow, rushing up like a tide. From time to time, with the hands of powerful diamonds, from time to time, with the hands of the mountains and rivers of the country, the ordinary is pushed to the extreme, but the power is fierce, it is open, and it is also closed, and the stormy Vietnam War is even braver.

You are strong, I am stronger than you!

Once you hit the ball continuously, I will attack like a tide, form a saturation attack, exceed the tolerance limit of your body, and blow your body away!

Hong Yuan was expressionless, but he was merciless, and used the power of the "Blood Meridian" to the best of his ability. Once you start, you won't give Ouyang Dingtian a chance to breathe, a short breath will shatter one hundred and twenty-one palms, and the next moment, the fist will roar like raindrops, wanting tyranny!

Storm Strike!

After a period of Deciduous Five Blessings Red Plains practice, the rapid knife flow pursued by the Fallen Leaf Five Blessings combined with the blood surge to form a unique storm flow. Not only is the speed amazing, but the power is terrifying and irresistible.

Ouyang Dingtian's strength was extraordinary, and his body was very ferocious. However, under Hong Yuan's fierce attack, it gradually became unable to resist and gradually retreated, oozing a little blood from its body. The martial arts disciples around us were stunned, even in disbelief. No one thought that Hongyuan's slender body contained such terrifying power. It wasn't until Ouyang roared and fought back frantically at the zenith that he woke up one by one and cheered loudly for Ouyang at the zenith.

"Kid, do you really want Hongyuan to go to war without worrying about his origins?"

In the swirling applause, Old Tang looked at it coldly for a long time, and then quietly asked Li Ling, the son of Liaoyuan, who was standing beside him.

On the surface, the bloody Ouyang Dingtian is aggressive, and it is tons.

After falling to the ground with serious injuries, Ouyang Dingtian moved, but the injuries were too serious to stand up.

"You ......"

Ouyang raised his head slightly with difficulty, and he stared at Hongyuan standing next to him in disbelief. He wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word.

Ouyang Dingtian, your strength is very good, but you are not strong enough. Sorry, you lost! ”

Hong Yuan glanced at Ouyang Dingtian lightly, he had already fallen to the ground. His face was calm, but an indescribable joy transcended the limits.

At the beginning of the Sixth Battle of Fan Wu and the latter part of the Sixth War of Fan Wu, he once again turned around and completed a seemingly impossible task. With each breakthrough, our power grows by leaps and bounds, sweeping across the same kingdom of warriors. Ouyang Dingtian is powerful, but it is no exception. He was seriously injured for a long time in the storm of Hongyuan. The final blow completely defeated his body and fighting spirit.

Regardless of the weight of five or six martial arts, they are all martial artists who sweep across the kingdom of pain. What if they break through the sevenfold martial arts?

Hong Yuan's chest rose and fell violently, and he couldn't help but imagine the heavy anticipation that followed.

Nowadays, although we know that the seven days of the Fan Martial Realm are still far from the peak of cultivation, as the last piece of heaven in the Fan Martial Realm, it is still fascinating. In many parts of the Dingtian Continent, the breakthrough of Fan Wu Qihui can be called a certain emperor, such as Ye Bafan, a dominant political party. If we continue to break through, we will be able to usher in a real transformation, enter the realm of spiritual martial arts, and walk with enlightenment.

"Come on, help Ouyang heal."

Liaoyuan's son Li Ling walked out slowly, gave the order lightly, and without looking at Ouyang Dingtian, who was seriously injured, his eyes slowly swept over people's faces, and muttered, "Now, is there anyone who opposes letting Hongyuan go to war?" "Does anyone feel that they are better than others and want to compete with Hongyuan?

Be quiet!

In the hall of alchemy, the crows were silent, and the people who had just talked about it were quickly silent. Looking at Hong Ying's eyes, surprised, surprised, and awe-inspired.

At this time, people realized that the decision of Li Ling, the son of Liaoyuan, was not a rash move, but the power of Hongyuan had been known for a long time, and Hongyuan was by no means a master of alchemy. Hong Yuan's amazing achievements in alchemy amazed the alchemists and apprentices present, and also made his life more exciting, so that the martial arts disciples present could take it orally.

"Hongyuan, follow me!"

Li Ling turned around and quickly left with Hongyuan.

They walked out of the alchemy hall, through the majestic buildings, and all the way to the deepest part of the Liaoyuan Martial Mansion. In the air, the spirits of heaven and earth became stronger and stronger, and the guards they encountered became more and more powerful. Finally, they passed through a ghost and came to an ancient palace and walked down the stone steps. The lower you go, the stronger the spirit of the sky and the earth. Slowly, a crystal appeared on either side of the stone steps, sparkling like a gemstone embedded in the wall.

Cultivation is inseparable from elixir, and it is inseparable from crystals. Outside, it's hard to find a piece of high-quality crystal, but here, it's haphazardly inlaid on the wall, more and more, what the hell is this?

Hongyuan didn't know where Liaoyuan's son Li Ling was going to take him.

"This is a crystal cave, the deepest part of the crystal veins underground."

Li Ling, the prince of Liaoyuan, understood Hong Yuan's doubts, and without looking back, he said again: "On the Dingtian Continent, almost every martial artist is built on the crystal veins underground, using the power of the crystal veins to build the forbidden system and phalanx, cultivating generations of talented disciples, and cultivating many big families. This is the underground crystal vein of our vast five blessings. The crystal cave in the center of the crystal vein is the sacred and forbidden place of Wufu, and it is also the place where every ruler of the government closes.

"Prince, are you going to take me to the head of the government?" Hong Yuan's heart was moving.

Each of the rulers of Wufu was an unfathomable master. Even the rulers of deciduous cities are not an idle generation, and ordinary people simply do not see it.

"No, it's not the time yet." Today I brought you a special gift. Also, don't call me Prince in the future, just call me Li Ling. Tell you a secret and don't pass it on. In fact, my master, the head of the Liaoyuan Martial Mansion, has been missing for three years.

Li Ling, the prince of Liaoyuan, took Hongyuan to a grotto.

As soon as Li Ling, the son of Liaoyuan, left, Hongyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes wide.

The spirit of the world around him was strong, but he was in no hurry to practice immediately. "Baby, what do you think of this skill?"

Yes, it's interesting. It's a little bit better than the dark cross method."

The King of Blood Bat flapped his wings and flew through the air, opening his mouth to suck, and a ray of light shot out from every corner of the cavern. In the cavern, the crystal veins of the underground were opened, and the light dimmed instantly. It seemed that the power contained in the crystal stone had been drained most of the time, and Hong Yuan's eyelids jumped.

This technique is completely incomparable to the "Violent Blood Meridian", but Li Ling is not wrong. This skill can greatly strengthen the internal organs. In the military, this is a rare skill. Man dies from internal organs, but has never decayed for thousands of years. This is not empty talk.

The Blood Bat King absorbed a large mouthful of pure spiritual energy from the human world, and he was full of energy He said: "Especially the word 'endurance', after careful consideration, it will be very helpful for your future cultivation" Maybe you don't feel the stage of martial arts. When you break through the Lingwu Kingdom, you will understand.

"Endurance?"

Hong Yuan was talking to himself, his heart moved, and he had a little more insight.

After practicing the true scriptures of the torrent of blood, he made great strides in strength, sweeping through the same kingdom of warriors. Unlike the disciples of the Fallen Leaf Martial Arts, what they pursue is not blind speed, but the peak of strength, and they strive to kill with one blow. When you see an opportunity, it's not a defense when you make a shot, go all out! Once it hits the vital point, it immediately follows everywhere like a shadow, unleashes a violent storm, forms a storm, and forcibly tears through the opponent's defenses, which is called a storm flow.

This attack is ferocious and can often blow up the enemy's body with a single blow, killing him. But there are also obvious pitfalls. As soon as the enemy cannot strike the enemy fatally, there is a chance to counterattack, and there is a high probability of suffering a fatal attack. On that day, the map of Tuoba, which happened to meet in the field, clearly pointed this out and made me more careful.

The rhythm of the Wufu is completely different from the torrent itself. Each blow has a spare force, or stamina, which doesn't seem to be violent enough, but the stamina is one after the other, superimposed on each other, and in an instant it is like a river of waves, which catches people off guard. Compared to "Stormy Waves", it lacks a little bit of bravery and enterprising, but it is a little more tenacious. If you practice to the extreme, five waves of seven waves of blows will undoubtedly be stronger in battle!

Hong Yuan, this is not the kind of internal strength of the Wufu Fallen Leaves Mansion some time ago, but the life-and-death duel between the various Wufu. There's a good chance you'll meet "seven-day veterans" who play all sorts of stunts. If you're not careful, you'll die on the spot. Have you really thought about it, do you want to fight for Liaoyuan Wufu?

The Blood Bat King's icy voice interrupted Hongyuan's spirit, and his voice was particularly low. Obviously, Hong Yuan's battle was not optimistic, and he did not agree.

During this period, Hongyuan made rapid progress, and the level of martial arts often took the lead; But compared to the top martial artists, there is still a big gap, and the practice time is too short.

"Think clearly, the blood will not run out, there is no truce!"

Once Hong Won made his decision, he remained firm.

Unable to care about the crisis facing the martial arts of Liaoyuan, he could not ignore the criticism of the people, risking a decisive battle to become a famous martial artist in the world-famous World War I. Not to seek fame and fortune, but to seek fame In southern Xinjiang, my long-lost aunt can come to my door.

It's also an extreme challenge, an extreme challenge that is even more difficult and dangerous!

After victory, he will be famous in Southern Xinjiang and overwhelm all the disciples of the Sixteen Great Martial Mansions in the Southwest; If you lose, maybe you have to pay with your own life!

The fate of a warrior is not to stand out in battle, not to be arrogant, not to die in battle.

"Good!"

The Blood Bat King nodded, stopped talking, and opened his mouth again. The original glittering grotto is getting darker and darker. The spirit of heaven and earth in Liaoyuan Wufu is getting thinner and thinner. Hong Yuan was a little surprised, but he didn't think too much about it. He encouraged the gods to infiltrate the jade pupil in his hands. In his thoughts, a method of self-cultivation soon appeared, and he began to practice.

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