In the city of Haozhou, in the marshal's mansion, on the martial arts field. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAt this moment, the two figures are far opposite. The Fourteenth Prince stood on the west side, with his hands behind his back, and his attitude was leisurely. Han Lin'er was located on the east side, her hands were concentrated, and she was ready to go. At first glance, between her eyebrows, there was obviously a nervous look.

At the edge of the martial arts arena, Fangfang, Chang Yuchun, Mutel and other three people stood together and watched from the wall. Although they were just spectators, they subconsciously clenched their fists, their breathing was rapid, their pupils constricted, and cold sweat oozed from their foreheads. It seems that the two people who are about to fight in the field are much more nervous.

The two sides have been facing each other in the arena for almost a quarter of an hour. The air around you is like condensation, making people feel like they are being weighed down by a thousand boulders, and even breathing becomes extremely difficult. Fang Fang's cultivation is the lowest, and she really can't support it. She couldn't help but lower her voice and asked Chang Yuchun, "General Chang, why is the sect leader and Marshal Xiao ...... They're just standing there and not doing anything? Are they not fighting?"

Chang Yuchun looked solemn, shook his head slowly, and said, "No, it's already started." It's just that Mrs. Liu can't see it. ”

Fang Fang was stunned and said, "What? They have already started? Then why ......?"

"It's a divine thought. Mutel said in a condensed voice: "The qi and the machine are sympathetic, and the gods are entangled. Although he didn't do it, his thoughts struck each other, like illusion and reality. If you are injured in a battle between the gods and minds, your body will also react. Therefore, the danger is by no means inferior to actual combat. ”

Before the words fell, there were sudden changes in the martial arts arena. Even though they couldn't see or touch, the three of them felt it clearly. The atmosphere flowing in this space suddenly flowed violently with the Fourteen Princes and the White Lotus Sect Master as the core, stirring up a howling wind and constantly surging towards the point in the middle of the battlefield.

In a matter of moments, the immeasurable wind was extremely compressed and condensed, forming a clear sphere the size of a human head and visible to the naked eye. This veritable "balloon" is constantly rotating violently, like a human heart, contracting and expanding, expanding and contracting, accumulating stronger and stronger strength in an uninterrupted cycle.

Was all this just an illusion, or did it really happen? It is impossible to tell from the cultivation of the three onlookers. But they all felt it clearly. At the moment when the compressed air mass was formed, the entire surrounding space also began to deform violently, and everything that existed in this space also became like a shadow in the mirror, stretched and twisted by that incredible supernatural force, as if it was about to be pulled by the highly compressed air current, and then devoured fiercely.

In an instant, a strange feeling of "my whole body has become a dough dough, which can only be kneaded and turned into various weird shapes", suddenly arose in Fangfang, Chang Yuchun, Mutel and other three people at the same time.

Although, they all tried to convince themselves that everything in front of them was nothing more than an illusion. However, the sensation of the body is extremely real. The intense pain of twisting, stretching, pulling, and tearing at the same time in every inch of skin, every muscle, every bone, every vessel, and even every nerve is so clear and distinct. No matter how much you tell yourself that it is all fake, no matter how hard you try to calm your mind, it seems to be completely useless.

continued like this, the two people who were fighting in the field had not yet won or lost, and the three people who were watching from the sidelines couldn't support it first, and they fell down injured.

Just before the patience of the three of them was about to reach its limit, the change regenerated. The air mass that had been condensed and compressed to the extreme shook violently, and then the seemingly never-ending cycle of contraction and expansion was interrupted. Immediately afterwards, the whole "balloon" trembled violently, and finally exploded in the deafening "boom~" giant explosion.

It's like a flash flood, or an earthquake or tsunami. In an instant, the wind roared and roared. The entire distorted space immediately returned to its normal state, and was no longer sucked to the core of the battlefield. However, this so-called "normal state" only lasted for a short period of one-tenth of a breath.

The next tenth breath, like a crazy air current, picked up countless thousand pounds of feldspar paved on the ground of the martial arts arena, played with them like light goose feathers, and then threw them outward.

No, not only the green striped feldspar, but even Chang Yuchun, Mutel, Fangfang and the other three were like lonely boats in the angry sea, with no autonomy at all, so they could only be helplessly swept into the wind, allowing the countless invisible hands to manipulate themselves, throwing themselves heavily on the wall at the edge of the martial arts arena.

The solid wall collapsed and collapsed on the spot, turning into broken bricks and tiles everywhere, together with the green striped feldspar that paved the ground, and buried Chang Yuchun, Mutel, Fangfang and other three people alive. And the castration of the wind is still not declining at all. Rapidly expand the scope of destruction.

In an instant, most of the Marshal's Mansion was already covered by the wind. Flying sand and rocks rampage, knocking all the surrounding buildings to pieces. The original palatial Marshal's Mansion was also ruined and devastated everywhere, leaving only a ruin.

The wind was raging, the boulders were smashed, and they were buried alive. At this moment, Fangfang, Chang Yuchun, Mutel and the other three also felt indescribable tragic pain. Blood runs dry, muscles and bones are broken, muscles are destroyed, and internal organs are broken...... All kinds of ravages and tortures are also forcing people crazy. I can't survive, but I can't die. It's like being in ...... Infernal Hell!

"Whew~~"

A truly incredible miracle unfolded with another howling gust of wind. In an instant of a snap of their fingers, Chang Yuchun and the other three people only felt a flower in front of them, and all the surrounding scenery was restored. The buildings were not destroyed, the walls did not collapse, and the stone slabs that were laid on the ground were not lifted. I waited for the three of them, and it was even better, not to mention that I was tortured by pain, on the verge of death, and so on. In fact, the three of them didn't even have half a hair at all.

However, not everything is an illusion. At this moment, I saw that on the ground of the martial arts arena, in the southeast, northwest and northwest, there were countless sword marks and palm prints and sword holes, criss-crossed, densely stacked on top of each other, covering the whole field.

Suddenly, a fresh breeze blew. The bluestone floor raised a thick cloud of dust. When the dust cleared, all the knife marks and sword holes disappeared with the wind. However, the ground of the martial arts arena was significantly shorter than before, at least five or six inches.

Only a small piece of land under the feet of the Fourteen Princes still maintained its original height. But compared with the surroundings, it has become a big stand out from the crowd out of thin air. This piece

"Not bad. Lin'er, your entry into the country is faster than I imagined. ”

Xiao Sheng nodded, with a somewhat praising tone, and continued: "Jiuyang Divine Skill, cultivate the Nine Qi Qi Techniques separately, and each of them can save True Qi independently. Jiuyang's achievements, the true qi is endless, and the power is endless, which is indeed a rare and unique science. And in just a few days, you have been able to completely open up the hundred tricks hidden in these nine great apertures, which shows that you are indeed born to practice the Nine Yang Divine Skills. ”

Han Lin'er also showed a look of joy between her eyebrows, and said happily: "It's all up to Brother Xiao's cultivation." If it weren't for Brother Xiao, you gave the Evil Emperor Relic Essence Yuan and taught me the secrets of the Hundred Tricks, it would have taken me at least another five or six years to reach my current level. ”

That said, there is no room for complacency. Now you don't have this qualification. ”

Xiao Sheng said in a condensed voice: "Just look at this martial arts arena." Right now, you haven't been able to fully control your thoughts. So much so that he couldn't control the true qi in his body, and it actually leaked out, causing damage to the martial arts arena. If the cultivation is truly perfect, this situation will never happen. ”

After a pause, Xiao Sheng said again: "Only by thinking about the subtleties can we get a glimpse of the original appearance of heaven and earth." Only by truly seeing the incredibleness of the original appearance of heaven and earth can we transform from the void to the real, and the soul can be sanctified, and the real 'essence of martial intent' can be cultivated, and the realm of the great master can be achieved. Otherwise, no matter how strong your brute strength is, no matter how strong your true qi is, and how strong your internal strength is, you will not be considered a half-step innate after all, let alone achieve the innate fruit position of martial arts. ”

Han Lin'er nodded and said, "Lin'er has been taught." Brother Xiao, I will continue to work hard. ”

Xiao Sheng nodded slightly in satisfaction and said, "Very good." Lin'er, you have practiced the art of wandering outside of things, and your spiritual power is naturally stronger than others. Multiple fugue techniques allow you to control more with one person, which can be described as talented. Don't let down this talent, it is the greatest guarantee that you will go further on the road of martial arts in the future. ”

After a pause, Xiao Sheng smiled again: "However, in martial arts practice, there is a difference between 'body' and 'use'. The body is the realm, and the use is the power that can really be exerted in actual combat. Usually the relationship between the two is directly proportional, but there are other exceptions.

Some people have a low realm, but when it comes to fighting ability, they are not inferior to those in a high realm. On the contrary, there are also people who are not good at fighting, although the realm is high, the power that can really be exerted is only one or two percent.

Just now, I have an understanding of your physical entry. Next, Lin'er, it's time to test how much progress you have made in terms of 'use'. ”

With a smile between his eyebrows, Xiao Sheng shouted in a condensed voice: "Come, don't have any reservations." Do your best, and use your - Jiuyang Great Thunderbolt!"

"Yes! Brother Xiao, pay attention. ”

With a coquettish sound, a blazing fireball appeared in response to Han Lin'er's chest, as brilliant as the sun. It is the first yang of Jiuyang Divine Skill: the heart acupoint.

Immediately afterwards, the second Yang Dantian acupoint, the third Yang foot Yang Ming stomach meridian acupoint, the fourth Yang foot Sun Bladder Meridian acupoint, the fifth Yang hand Sun Small Intestine Meridian acupoint, the sixth Yang hand Shaoyang Sanjiao meridian acupoint, the seventh Yang Spine Liang acupoint, the eighth Yang Zhiyang acupoint, and the ninth Yang Baihui acupoint also emerged one after another.

Jiuyang's power was urged to the peak, and the cold yang fire enveloped the whole body, like a wheel running. Han Lin'er lifted her feet off the ground, floating from the ground, straight into the air. In an instant, the sky above the Marshal's Mansion seemed to be two suns coming out together, shining on the long sky. The blazing flames sprinkled on their heads, making everyone in the entire Marshal's Mansion feel as if they were in an oven at the same time, with unbearable heat and sweat like rain.

The highest level of Jiuyang Divine Skill - Jiuyang Qitai! When it was too late, it was fast, and the White Lotus Sect Leader's phoenix eyes widened, and he suddenly appeared terrifying. condescendingly, he roared loudly: "Jiuyang - Big Thunderbolt!"