The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, causing Guo Wencheng's attack range to suddenly increase, exceeding Qi Tao's original estimate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He originally planned to look for a flaw in the cold sword qi, but even if he thought about it, his eyebrows hurt, but he didn't find it.

After all, it was an eighth-level sword martial art, and it contained too many variations, plus the combination of rigidity and softness of the nunchuck, and the incomparably dexterous turning, which added too many variables.

And those knives are too strong, even if they haven't touched it yet, Qi Tao can feel it, just by looking at it, he feels that the edge is sharp, and it can tear the soul.

In fact, the ground around Guo Wencheng's ten meters has been cut into a mess by the qi machine exposed by the sword, which is not something that Qi Tao can compete with at the moment, the gap between the two levels is too big!

"Hiding a knife in a stick, isn't this cheating!" Qi Tao shouted in his heart, but he also understood that if he went out, every high-level martial artist he met might have hole cards.

It is impossible to attribute one's own defeat to the enemy.

As soon as his heart was horizontal, the nebula-like inner qi mass in the dantian burst out with brilliant divine light, running at full strength, surging into the acupoint.

"You have hole cards, and labor and management are not vegetarians!" Qi Tao's chest agitated, more intense than ever.

He was using the third internal air bullet to touch a power he had never tried before!

The revolver breathing method practiced by Qi Tao can superimpose up to six internal qi bullets, which is not only a quantitative change of six times the strength, but a more terrifying qualitative change, which can be pushed to an amplitude of up to twenty times the strength, and when there are three, there are five times!

But the requirements are also terrifying, and the physical cells need to be strong, otherwise they will explode.

The sudden amplitude of power made the palm more powerful and condensed, and the giant monument was real, so that Guo Wencheng's sword was almost unstable and about to collapse!

It can be said that Qi Tao's big monument wrestler at this moment is extremely close to the combat power of a five-rank martial artist.

High-level martial arts, to really exert their power, at least need to have five grades of cultivation, with martial arts artistic conception as support, before that, even if the number of moves is subtle, there is also the possibility of being broken by brute force.

"It's okay, it doesn't affect the physical state too much!" Qi Tao was overjoyed, he was ready for the flesh and blood cells to scream, but he didn't expect the result to exceed his expectations.

The condensation of the rudimentary form of the martial arts artistic conception makes his existence more powerful, and the yoga meditation technique also works more freely, which can mobilize the physical body cells more easily.

If someone can see through, they can see that the blood in Qi Tao's body, as well as the muscles in the parts that are not strong at the moment, have begun to squirm and circulate, gathering at the hands, but they do not appear to be very thick, because they are all condensed, making the hands really as strong as steel.

Secret martial arts yoga, the magic is at a glance!

This made Qi Tao can't help but think that there is a record of yoga martial arts, yoga masters can stretch their arms wantonly, but they are extremely hard, and they can break through the atmosphere and pierce the sky, which should be the same principle, but more profound.

"Ha! it's you kid who should die!" Qi Tao revealed a trace of hideousness, no matter who the little white face who made the double cut knife revealed his killing intent to himself, then there was no need to be polite.

I only heard a bang, and the monument-like momentum fell, and the entire police station trembled!

In the training ground, smoke and dust were flying, and there was a heat with it, which was the strength of the martial arts was too violent, and the high temperature formed by rubbing the air.

"Are you dead?" Qi Tao fell to the ground, puzzled.

Then he heard a cold snort suddenly, and threw him directly into his soul, pulling him to a snowy polar region, and his body and mind were about to fall into eternal freezing.

Just when Qi Tao's thinking was about to come to a standstill, another domineering tiger roar came, and a black tiger with silver lines fell from the sky and pulled him out of the snowy region.

"Senior Ji, don't you think it's too much!" Wu Sen's tone was not good, and he immediately woke up Qi Tao from his suddenness.

Qi Tao's vision was a little blurry, and it took several blinks to recover, in front of him, standing was Angkor, and in front of the little white face opposite, there was a middle-aged man, who looked very strange.

Qi Tao reacted, he had seen a middle-aged man in the news report, he was a seventh-grade martial artist in this province, and the frost was not away from the knife-Ji Boxuan!

Why are you here, and what's the chill in your eyes?

"Senior Ji, you have to give me an explanation. "Walking up to Liuyun, his gaze is not good.

“...... This time I was rude, please forgive me," Ji Boxuan was silent for a moment and then spoke, "The inferior is not talented, and he is no match for the candidate found by the governor, and it is really inappropriate for me to intervene in a hurry." ”

He didn't mention the angry snort just now, and almost froze Qi Tao's heart, but Jiang Liuyun would not let go of this stubble.

"Yes, it's so inappropriate that it's almost fatal," Jiang Liuyun sneered, "Don't you think that Qi Tao is too frightened now?" You see, such a promising young man, although he doesn't look like a good guy on the outside, he still has a pair of bright eyes, and now he has blinked a few times, but he still hasn't come back to his senses. ”

"Don't you think you need to make up for it?"

Qi Tao listened on the sidelines, and couldn't help but glance at Liuyun, is this a praise or a loss? !

Ji Boxuan's face flashed with anger, but he finally stopped: "Compensation is naturally wanted, but I don't have anything with me, can I postpone it for a day?"

"Of course that's fine. Jiang Liuyun smiled hippiely, and then clapped his hands, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Senior Ji, regarding the pursuit of Shi Chunfeng, it is still up to the seniors to work too hard, and a mere six-rank martial artist will definitely not be able to escape your qi machine tracking. ”

He deliberately rehashed the previous topic, but now his position was completely different.

Coupled with so many police officers watching on the side, Ji Boxuan couldn't refuse, which was a big blow to his reputation.

Ji Boxuan didn't reply, just nodded stiffly, and led the apprentice to leave.

He passed by Qi Tao and took a deep look: "You, very good......"

It's just that Qi Tao hasn't figured out the situation yet, and he has just woken up from the freezing of his mind, and when he heard the praise of his predecessors, he replied stunned and honestly:

"Well, it's okay, I didn't grasp my strength, otherwise I should be able to play better. ”

What he said was that he did not anticipate the effectiveness of yoga meditation, but to the ears of Ji Boxuan and Guo Wencheng, it sounded like a mockery.

"Very good, really good, young and promising......" The master and apprentice had gloomy faces and left.

It wasn't until he couldn't see the figure at all that Qi Tao came to the edge of Jiang Liuyun and asked about the ins and outs.

But Jiang Liuyun kept smiling evilly, and he didn't speak for a long time, and when he spoke, Qi Tao was even more confused.

"You kid has a good kung fu in his hands, but he didn't expect his kung fu to be good. ”

"Young and promising, hahahaha!"