is the so-called let the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and the first point of those who practice martial arts is to open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info sit until the whole body penetrates, and it is counted as a great achievement.

But there is a special way to use it in the eight veins of this strange meridian. It is the self-styled Eight Veins of the Qi Sutra. In times of crisis, it can play a role in stimulating the potential of the whole body. However, this is only a temporary stopgap measure.

Because the eight veins of the Autistic Qi Sutra also represent the person's self-defeat, when the potential is exhausted, that is, when it falls.

And Fan Xuan is like this now.

When people reach despair, they are very crazy.

Especially when he knew that the person who really wanted to kill him was not Tu Cheng, but his brother Wanpeng Wang for many years.

So at the last moment, Fan Xuan would rather lose both sides than get out of this evil breath in his chest.

Fan Xuan, whose potential is stimulated, is like the god of war in the world. rushed directly into the formation, a pair of fleshy palms, like King Kong. Not afraid of knives and guns.

The four Peng Kings are all first-class masters, and with the addition of Tucheng, a top master. Under the siege of five people, he couldn't help him at all.

The crazy Fan Xuan seemed to have endless internal force, and every palm swing was like a thousand catties of boulders. There has been a long history between several people, and they have only fought for a few rounds. There was a Peng king who was slapped to death on the spot without checking for a while.

Frightened, Tu Cheng and several other Peng Kings had to take three steps back in a row to avoid his attack range.

At this time, Fan Xuan's face was flushed. A gray silver hair, scattered and draped. A pair of small eyes, looking at the slaughter of the city with red heat.

Tu Cheng, who had just exchanged a few tricks with Fan Xuan, was also frightened by Fan Xuan, who was stimulating his potential at this moment.

Although Fan Xuan's skills have always been above him, the two of them can occasionally compete with each other. This is also the reason why he dared to make a move against Fan Xuan.

But today's Fan Xuan is not at all like the previous Fan Xuan. At this moment, it seems that the skill has risen by more than two percent. Every time I fought with him, Tu Cheng's arm was numb.

Just when Fan Xuan's battle was hot. Xiao Qiang's side has also entered the white-hot stage.

Although Leng Yan's skills are not strong, she is fortunate to be outstanding in light skills. It's not like a blind attack, just assisting Xiao Qiang from the side, it's still no problem at all.

To say that the actual strength of Xiao Qiang is still a little insufficient compared to the practice of the three Peng kings. However, the bursts of lightning brought by the full use of the "Thunder Knife Technique" still brought a lot of trouble to the three of them. After all, every time the swords intersect, they will be paralyzed by that strange lightning. This prepares them for the next attack, which often ends in nothing. There is also Leng Yan's containment, and for a while, it was also quite competitive.

As Xiao Qiang uses the "Thunder Knife Technique" more and more, his mastery of this knife technique is becoming more and more exquisite. Every time you make a move, you will have a little more experience. This invisibly enhanced Xiao Qiang's strength.

Between the trade-offs and the other's strengths. Xiao Qiang is also getting more and more comfortable dealing with the three of them.

So when the two Peng kings diverted their attention in order to solve Leng Yan first. After splitting Leng Yan with one palm. Xiao Qiang's thunder once again paralyzed the three of them at the same time. With the instantaneous changes brought by Leng Yan, Xiao Qiang seized this rare opportunity.

The whole body is perfused with internal force, and one step forward enters the three of them.

"Sacrifice~!"

There was a loud shout, accompanied by a string of thunderbolts. At the same time, the three people beside him froze.

At this moment, Xiao Qiang was holding a knife in one hand, and his long hair was fluttering. Surrounded by thunder, it is like a god of war from heaven. In an instant, a spin in place, centered on him. brought a whirlwind, stirring the three people around him into the air.

As the whirlwind rose, Xiao Qiang was like a spinning top. More and more lightning from the blue blade enveloped the three of them in the flutter. Xiao Qiang, who jumped high, forcibly raised half of his body. Volleyed a knife at the three of them.

A violent and domineering thunderous aura was like a thunderbolt from the Nine Heavens. Ease runs through the bodies of the three people.

As the knife fell, the three of them also fell back to the ground like dumplings.

The three of them, who had just fallen back to the ground, stood still as if they had been enchanted. It wasn't until Xiao Qiang fell back to the ground that they were like broken clay pots one by one. Blood poured out from under the scarred skin.

"Puff~! Puff~! ”

At this time, the three Peng kings fell straight to the ground, and those who were already dead couldn't die.

Xiao Qiang, who fell back to the ground, stumbled and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The whole person is like a paralyzed clay figure. I don't have any strength in my body.

Seeing Xiao Qiang fall to the ground, Leng Yan could no longer care about his injuries. stepped out and flew to Xiao Qiang's voice.

Hurriedly took out a small black pill in his arms and put it in Xiao Qiang's mouth.

It wasn't until the medicinal power melted that Xiao Qiang felt a little better.

As the battle on Xiao Qiang's side came to an end, the results on Fan Xuan's side were also known.

Although Fan Xuan, who stimulates his potential, has always been unstoppable, it is finally the end of the strong crossbow. After killing the two of them, he was finally seized by the slaughter of the city. A knife struck him in the back. This time Fan Xuan flew away.

This knife finally became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Fan Xuan, who fell far away, never got up again. Although he was not killed on the spot, he was also in a state of more gas and less air intake.

Although the knife of Tucheng finally solved Fan Xuan, because he had eaten Fan Xuan's two palms in the battle just now. At this moment, the internal injury attacked, and one fell to the ground without support.

For a while, in the entire vast hall of Feipeng Castle, only Leng Yan and another Peng King could stand, and even if they could still stand, they were all seriously injured, and their strength was less than one. Others were even more dead and wounded.

On the contrary, it was Meng Xingsoul, who had rested after the pill and hemostasis, and became the only person present who still had a trace of combat power at this moment.

Meng Xingsoul, who had been waiting for the opportunity for a long time, finally waited for the structure he hoped for.

Although both arms are broken, the internal strength of the whole body is still there. Resisting the discomfort of his arms disappearing, Meng Xingsoul slowly stood up.

Even now, his eyes are poignant. The target was always staring at Fan Xuan, who was not far away.

He didn't pay any attention to the slaughter of the city that fell to the ground not far away, and the last Peng King who was guarding him with his twin thorns.

Meng Xingsoul dragged the wound that had opened again due to the exercise, and came to Fan Xuan in a few steps.

At this moment, Fan Xuan was prostrate on the ground. A pair of eyes narrowed slightly. But he still saw the person standing in front of him clearly.

Maybe it's emotion, maybe it's dying repentance. Looking at Meng Xing's soul, who didn't forget to kill him to complete the task at the moment, Fan Xuan said angrily.

"We~are all just~ a murderous ~ murderous knife ~!"

Although Meng Xingsoul heard Fan Xuan's words clearly, he didn't stop (because he didn't have a hand). As soon as his right foot was forced, a half-truncated sword under his foot directly sank into Fan Xuan's body.

When the broken sword submerged into Fan Xuan's body, Xiao Qiang's mind also heard the system's prompt sound.

Just when he felt that he was about to leave here, Xiao Qiang took out his last bit of strength and pulled off the last two bombs in his arms. Facing the fallen slaughter city and another Peng king, he threw it out.

After the bomb was shot, Xiao Qiang didn't look at the results. Now that's all he can do to help Meng Xingsoul and Leng Yan.

He glanced back at Leng Yan again, in the midst of two booming explosions. Xiao Qiang, like when he came, was taken out of this space in an instant.

(Meteor Butterfly Sword End!) )

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