"Ten ......"

When the Blood Bat King's cold voice sounded faintly, Hongyuan felt a tingling like a needle.

"Nine ......"

The next moment, instead of stabbing itself, it pierced itself like a dagger, turning violently. The larger the wound, the more fleshy it looks.

"Eight ......"

After a while, the pain seeps into the skin and bones and begins to damage the muscles and bones. It was as if not only the flesh and blood had been torn apart, but even the bones had been bitten clean.

Hong Yuan silently recited the formula, imagining himself with his imagination as a giant tripod that oppressed the sky with knives and spears, and encouraged all forces to persevere. Helplessly, it only breathed three times. When BatKing counted to eight, he couldn't catch it. He couldn't help but open his eyes and struggled to escape from the surrounding fish.

Unfortunately, at this time, the fish that smelled blood went completely insane. It is impossible to get out of danger if you are injured. The bayonet of the swordfish is nailed to the body, and it can't be shaken off! If it continues like this, even if it is not torn to pieces by the fish, I fear that it will die from blood in the water!

"Blood bats, photography tips!"

The voice of the Blood Bat King suddenly sounded coldly.

After a while, the desperate Hongyuan felt the light and left the water, being photographed by the Blood Bat King. Nothing happened to him either. The swordfish nailed to Hongyuan fell to the ground with a snap, and at the same time was shocked to death by a gentle force. Although the corpse fell to the ground, the sharp teeth were still nailed to Hongyuan's body. Only when the Blood Bat King slaps them into the air can he help Hongyuan shake out those terrible teeth!

"Baby, I failed!"

Hongyuan grinned in pain, covered in blood.

Soon broke through Fan Wu's duality, and he was in high spirits. It seems that Fan-Wu duality is already within reach.

However, this challenge made him quickly realize that he still has a long way to go in practice.⊙ the strength is still far from the real master! Even a school of icy swordfish can't resist an attack, so how can you resist an attack from a martial arts master?

"No, Hongyuan, do you know what the glory of failure is?"

The Bat King shook his head and quickly stopped Hongyuan's blood before he muttered, "This is much better than I thought, I can keep three breaths without any protection" The Suri fish is not an ordinary fish. It's not very big, but it's definitely a monster in the water. The lifespan of a human being can reach tens of thousands of years, and even a warrior six times as long may not be able to withstand its bite. It's not a shame to hold out for so long under the siege of fish for the first time! ”

The Blood Bat King has always been ruthless and never hides his surprise and gratitude. Although Hong Yuan was covered in injuries, the situation was much better than he expected.

"For the first time?" That is, will there be a second and third?

Hongyuan's face was bitter. Look at the surface of the water and you'll see that it doesn't spread out. There has been no slight decrease in the number of fish, and the scalp has become numb.

Jumping off the cliff of the Fallen Leaf Mountain, playing with the heartbeat, testing courage and will; Fearlessly face danger and challenge the long-haired powerful youth in the alchemy cabinet to test your emotions and courage; Experiencing in this pool is not only a simple test of courage, but also a test of patience for pain!

"Hongyuan, what are you afraid of?" If you want to push your limits, you have to endure hardships that ordinary people can't endure. The challenges ahead will be even more dangerous and daunting. If you can't take it anymore, it's too late to give up now! ”

The Blood Bat King looked coldly at the injured Hongyuan. He didn't hesitate to encourage Hong Yuan in another way, let alone force him to continue working hard.

"Baby, you say, how many times can I breathe in the second challenge?"

Hong Ying looked up at the Bat King, but didn't look at his wounds.

Fish under the surface of the water are terrible, but it must be said that the experience was very challenging, strongly provoking his aggressiveness.

What does it mean to hang naked in the water from fish without any protection?

To what extent will the skin be exercised at that time? Who is the opponent of a fighter of the same rank?

The pool in front of us was daunting and full of anticipation.

Hong Yuan's gaze was firm, and his ambition to step onto the pinnacle of cultivation did not waver.

"Ha-ha-ha, well, it's worth the real violent bloodshed of the heirs"

The Blood Bat King smiled and sat cross-legged behind Hong Yuan. Cloud Palace helped him heal.

He was almost healthy and didn't say anything more, and Hongyuan jumped into the icy pool again. This time, even blood.

On the evening of the fourth day, after four days of deep mountain labor, Hongyuan returned to the city of fallen leaves.

Although this experience did not break through to Fan Wu of the trio, his strength was greatly enhanced, and his temperament was also very different, making the cold demon shine in front of him. If we say that before there was a brigade, now there is a brigade. At first glance, he looks low-key and mundane, but he can feel a sense of urgency, like an unsheathed sword.

"Brother, what is your current territory?"

Leng Mo quickly brought a cup of hot tea, looked up and down a few times, and found that Hong Yuan's strength had not been seen through. At first glance, Hong Yuan appears to be a low-status martial artist with similar martial arts to ordinary martial arts disciples, but the more elusive his appearance is, the more elusive he becomes.

"Realm is not the key, combat effectiveness is the most important."

Hong Yuan smiled, and quietly left the cold demon born by the waiter after dinner. He covered his face black, then dressed in fallen leaves, and went straight to the open-air training ground of Wufugong.

After midnight, the training ground was empty of people in the daytime, except for a heavy bronze tripod lying messily on the ground. There were no lights, only the hazy moonlight spilling through the window, which made the empty training ground seem quiet, a little too quiet, just allowing Hongyuan to use his hands and feet freely.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

Hongyuan turned on the gravity ban on the training ground and adjusted it to a double force. He lifted a heavy bronze tripod and slammed it over and over again on the blue-glowing stele. The numbers on it keep jumping. The power of six tripods, the power of seven tripods...... In a flash, the Nine Concentrations were fixed.

What does it mean for an average person to use the force of a tripod with a separate force? For those who use the force of one tripod with one double force, there is a maximum of six tripod forces and nine tripod forces.

This means that such power has gone far beyond the limits of ordinary people!

The power of nine strands and three strands, not to mention the two-layer martial arts of the same realm, I am afraid that the ordinary three-layer martial arts may not have such ferocious power!

Hong Yuan's eyes were bright, but I didn't expect that after some hard work, the strength would be stronger than I expected! Looking at the numbers on the bluestone clipboard, I couldn't help but get excited.

"Hey!"

Hong Ying took a sip of sullen wine and raised the prohibition to three times. He gritted his teeth and lifted the heaviest bronze tripod to the training ground. He practiced on the spot, carrying an 800-kilogram bronze tripod and rushing across the field.

Under the pressure of the bronze tripod, the muscles on the chest, abdomen and arms bulged and sweaty, the bronze skin became more and more like some metal, and the whole person looked like a legendary steel war puppet, giving people a strong shock.

Accelerate forward, getting closer and closer to the wall, and stop just as you are about to hit it, the tip of your nose only a thin piece of paper away from the wall. With a loud shout, the strong wind of high-speed sprinting blew against the wall, and the dust flew.

Then, the tattoo on the upper body did not move at all, and the heavy bronze tripod was still carried on the shoulder, but the body stepped back in disbelief. Soon, its back was connected to another wall more than ten meters away, and at great speed, shadows appeared one after another. Then, he turned around and pushed his right leg against the wall, and his body jumped out one by one. With the help of his accelerated fall, the heavy bronze tripod in his hand dropped sharply on the copper plate flowing in the blue light. With a bang, the stinging pain of the eardrum was suppressed for a long time.

...

Hong Yuan used his hands and feet to show his strength to the fullest. There are no flashy movements, no mysterious magic, every movement is extremely simple, but only sharp, it is the instinctive reaction of the body in the moment of life and death, and the limits of speed and strength are perfectly interpreted.

After a full day of training, every corner of the training ground was covered with sweat. Exhausted, Hongyuan quietly left. It was still dark, and there was still an hour or two before dawn.

The key to the effectiveness of training is not the length of time, but the intensity.

Training for an hour in triple gravity is better than training for a full day.

When he walked out of the gate of the training ground, Hongyuan was panting and sweating, and quickly disappeared in the darkness. Before I knew it, the Phantom Array, which was supposed to be shut down a long time ago to record the training situation, was still running quietly.

After leaving the training ground, Hongyuan walked in the dark alley and walked a short distance.

"Take three steps back and close your stomach!"

The sound of the blood bat sounded in Hong Yuan's mind in time.

While people always say it's useless, the voice still sounds cold and unforgiving. But at the moment of life and death, at the moment when Hongyuan is about to be assassinated and killed, give timely advice to help Hongyuan avoid this deadly assassination in another way!

"Hmm!"

As soon as Hongyuan stood up, he didn't have time to think about it, so he didn't hesitate to carry out the Bat King's order.

The upper body couldn't move, and he didn't even have time to look at the fierce killer, his toes were very powerful, his body suddenly retreated like a ghost, and his abdomen was deeply concave. Just listening to the buzzing sound, the chill that flashed in front of my eyes, and the sharp cross-stabbing pain in my abdomen. At the moment, the murderer attacks ferociously and with amazing strength. Unfortunately, he lost a lot of money again.

"Look up, body back!"

The cold voice of the Blood Bat King rang out again.

As soon as Hongyuan's body fell backwards, a cross-shaped thorn next to him was pulled up, and the tip of his nose became slightly broken.

The Blood Bat King stood on Hongyuan's left shoulder and didn't give Hongyuan any bad hints. He seemed to have foreseen the murderer's next move in advance, allowing Hong Yuan to dodge another fatal blow.

"Uh......"

The powerful masked killer exclaimed again, looking at Hongyuan, where only Fan Wu had dual power.

With his experience and strength, he thought that this task could easily assassinate Hong Yuan, a small chore. Who would have thought that a seemingly insignificant martial arts apprentice would be so difficult to learn?

Again and again and again, and again and again, the army will be defeated!

The masked killer stopped chasing, and with a cold buzz in his eyes, he began to retreat. If you can't hit and retreat thousands of miles, this is the consistent style of murderers. After three defeats in a row, the path has been exposed, the spirit is exhausted, and if the war continues, more uncontrollable changes may occur.

"Turn around and break through thousands of troops!"

The Blood Bat King's voice suddenly sounded in Hongyuan's mind.

Hong Yuanxin is like a mirror, knowing the purpose of the Blood Bat King. He turned around and used the country's first method of breaking mountains. He didn't look at it and patted it with his bare hands. From passive dodging to counterattacking, there is less time to breathe, and the speed of attack-defense transitions is unexpected.

"Bang!"

This chapter of Hong Yuan is written so forcefully that it gives the masked killer a slap in the face. He struck hard and immediately retreated, dodging the whistling cross.

Immediately after, at the prompting of the king, another swing appeared in front of the masked killer. The two fingers are separated, and the power of the fingertips, like two red rifles, enters the eyes of the masked killer. After a scream, the eyes of the unexpected masked killer grew darker and darker, and he was still bleeding. Immediately after, a stormy attack was ushered in.

"The country broke through mountains and rivers, broke through thousands of troops!"

"Powerful diamonds, powerful blows!"

...

Hong Yuan took turns using his country to dig mountains, rivers, rivers, and powerful diamond warriors. At this time, without the guidance of the Blood Bat King, he launched a fierce attack on the masked killer. These two tactics came and went, but the offensive became more and more fierce, and the Vietnam War became more and more courageous!

A top killer is called the King of Swallows!

Even such a master was killed, a warrior in the same field, who is fighting? Who else can stop their advantage?

Hongyuan is full of war!

The world is a cage, the body is a cage, and the killer in front of us is also a cage, or a mountain that can only be looked up!

Kill this powerful killer and you'll climb a mountain and refresh your limits. The growth of strength is secondary. The key is to kill the courage forged by faith, courage, and a strong enemy, which will be the cornerstone of the peak of the practice.

"Buzz!"

The masked blind killers hold hands. At first, they can also escape the heavy blow of Hongyuan with their keen hearing, and escape in the frontier war, trying to fly away. However, hitting the head with a fist, the ears roared, and the position and attack of Hong Yuan were not felt. It's getting worse. He could only defend passively, and his injuries were getting worse.

I came with confidence, thinking that it would be easy to accomplish this task. But now, it is a hopeless retreat, in danger, from a killer to a grand coach!

"Hey, who sent you?"

Hongyuan coldly shot back at the seriously injured murderer.

Soon, he and his sister Han Xiao came to the city of fallen leaves.