Whew!

A violent wheezing sound came, and Cheng Hao and Hong Xuanji did not continue to attack, but took advantage of this short gap to quickly recover their qi and blood strength.

Although the fight just now was short, it was only a few breaths of time, but in such a few breaths, the two of them used almost all their strength, and the collision between life and death, even if it was a human immortal powerhouse, they all felt a trace of mental exhaustion.

Hong Yi stood a few miles away halfway up the mountainside, and did not join the battle group, two powerhouses comparable to the realm of junior immortals were fighting, in his senses, it was two supreme gods fighting, and the invisible fluctuations swept by the terrifying martial arts will were like a vast ocean, and it was difficult for him to even get out of his body.

In the eyes of the average strong, the two simply punched each other a few times, setting off a burst of explosive whirlpools, and by the way, they smashed a lot of rocks and trees, although they were powerful, they were not invincible.

But Hong Yi, who has the strength of a peak ghost immortal, can naturally see the danger of the fight between Cheng Hao and Hong Xuanji, which is definitely a great horror that can distinguish life and death with a slight negligence.

The martial arts powerhouse fights, different from the immortal powerhouse, the immortal powerhouse is a competition on the Taoist supernatural powers, all kinds of spells you come and go, the soul is flying around, sometimes the strength of the person is not much different, the battle can last for several months.

But the battle between the martial arts powerhouses is extremely simple, it is a battle between the move and the martial arts will, whose qi and blood moves are stronger, whose martial arts will is more powerful and domineering, you can exert the strength of crushing, before you can't fly in the air, sometimes it only takes a few simple breaths to distinguish the winner and loser.

"Is that the fist intent? Is it the martial will that can only be mastered by the peak martial saints? It is even more weird and terrifying than the attack of the divine soul!" Feeling the two martial arts wills in the void that were overwhelming the heavens and the earth gradually dissipating, Hong Yi muttered in his heart.

Fist intent, or martial arts will, is a unique attack method of martial arts powerhouses, it is an attack of spiritual will, the naked eye can not see any scene at all, but as long as there is a life with a sense and a soul, it will be infected by this martial arts will, and if you don't pay attention to it, it will be the end of death, and it is extremely terrifying!

"Your last punch, is the essence of the fist intent?" Breathing a few times, smoothing out the huge qi and blood surging in his chest, Hong Xuanji frowned and looked at Cheng Hao.

"No, it shouldn't be the essence of the fist intent, your punch should just be the fur of comprehending a trace of the essence of the fist intent, and even the fur is a little reluctant, otherwise just one punch will be enough to kill me!"

Clapped his hands and scattered the dust on his body, Hong Xuanji seemed to have no intention of fighting again, the whole person's breath was constricted, and he seemed to be ready to evacuate at any time, and when he looked at Cheng Hao, he slowly spoke.

"Cheng Hao, whether it is qi and blood or fist intent, you have reached the level of human immortals, but you have not yet started the cultivation of acupoints, I have a "Creation Heavenly Scripture" here, which records the measurement and cultivation of more than 300 acupuncture points in the human body, as long as you practice this technique and step into the realm of human immortals, it is only a matter of time. ”

"Creation Heavenly Scripture?" Cheng Hao smiled, "It's not easy to get the exercises from your Hong Xuanji, right?

"There is no need to take refuge, a martial arts wizard like you, your achievements in the future will definitely not be weaker than me, and I don't have the luxury of asking you to take refuge, as long as you can remain neutral and not interfere in the affairs between me and Hong Yi, the rebel, and create the upper half of the Heavenly Scripture, I can send someone to send him to the Dingguo Marquis Mansion tomorrow, how about it?"

Hong Xuanji's eyes moved slightly, with a hint of indescribable light in his expression, as if he was looking forward to Cheng Hao agreeing to his suggestion.

"Forget it, a cold-blooded person like you who can kill even his wife and children, your so-called exercises, Benhou doesn't dare to practice!"

Cheng Hao shook his head, rejected Hong Xuanji's proposal under Hong Yi's relieved gaze, and then waved his hand at Hong Xuanji, who still wanted to say something, "Ben Hou doesn't want to hear what you say about the righteousness of the family and the country, if you want to fight, then continue." If you don't want to fight again, then please leave, the imperial court is about to take the imperial examination in the spring of next year, Hong Yi, as a scholar of the imperial examination, Benhou has the obligation to maintain his safety before the imperial examination!"

Hong Xuanji took a deep breath, as if he was thinking about the powerful relationship, feeling that even if he fought to the death, he might not be able to please Cheng Hao here, and his body retreated like a ghost, and an indifferent voice slowly came from a distance.

"Then Ben Hou will give Cheng Hao a face for you, and he will no longer be embarrassed before the imperial examination, but if you interfere in the private affairs between our father and son after that, then don't blame Ben Hou for making a dead hand!"

Under the cold moonlight, Hong Xuanji walked without dragging the mud and water, and at the moment when the sound fell, his figure completely disappeared halfway up the mountainside of the West Mountain, except for the cold wind whistling on the mountainside from time to time, no sound sounded.

"He just left, this doesn't seem to be in line with Hong Xuanji's style!"

Seeing that Hong Xuanji had left completely, Hong Yi came quickly, looking at the distant black mountain scenery with some surprise, with inexplicable doubts on his face.

"It's normal, his brain is not stupid, he knows that it is difficult to distinguish life and death, if he is still fighting hard here, he is not qualified to mix with the status of a master!"

Cheng Hao's expression was as usual, but there was no surprise, "The situation in the court should still be in a tense state now, and it is likely that a crisis and danger are brewing! He doesn't want to fight with me here to lose both sides, lose his strength, and finally be benefited by other forces!"

"That's right, Hong Xuanji is not only strong, but also deep-minded, I have never been able to guess what he is thinking in his heart in the past ten years in the Hou Mansion. ”

Hong Yi nodded thoughtfully, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, Cheng Hao, you didn't agree to his suggestion, I'm really worried that you won't be able to stand the temptation of the Heavenly Scripture of Creation!"

"You're too careful!" Cheng Hao looked like a righteous Bo Yuntian, patted Hong Yi's shoulder, his face was full of sincerity and sincerity, "A book of creation, how can it be compared with the friendship between life and death between you and me?

"Cheng Hao!" Hong Yi's face suddenly revealed a feeling of death for a confidant, and he nodded heavily at him, "If I can meet a confidant like you, I Hong Yi will live a lifetime, and it will be in vain!"

Hehe, that's what you want.

Seeing that Hong Yi's emotion did not seem to be fake, Cheng Hao's heart was full of relief, he was going to leave this world in a few months, and before leaving, he still needed Hong Yi, a chance harvester, to get him more magical powers.

The son of luck exploded to collect opportunities, presumably the benefits of exercises and supernatural powers should be indispensable, right?