Chapter Forty-Seven: Breaking Two Realms in One Night

"Something to go out for? Still afraid to come? I heard that kid hasn't even finished boiling blood! What kind of Yuan Mai geniuses, I think, are all hillbillies who have never seen the sky, just touting indiscriminately!" The shirtless boy glanced at Ah Xia up and down, and said with a sneer: "I guess you are the kid named Ah Xia?" Come for Dorjee? Recently, you have gained a little fame, and you think you are really amazing? Okay, this young master will teach you, let you country boys know what the real martial arts are!"

Hearing these words of the shirtless young man, Ah Xia's neck stiffened, his eyes were hard and angular, he was not good at words, but he had his stubbornness: "We countrymen don't know how to shoot lightly, you pay more attention!"

"Worry about yourself, hillbilly!" The wind and snow suddenly filled, and he waved a series of fist shadows shirtless, piercing through the wind and snow, and preemptively launched an offensive.

The ice fist is like a mountain, the momentum is roaring, with the wind and snow, enveloping Ah Xia.

The string of frozen fist shadows that tore through the air, one punch after another, seemed to bombard out from the vast flood wilderness, and the momentum was terrifying.

Axia's dodging figure is like a lonely boat in the heart of the waves, which is shocking.

Before the shirtless boy made his move, he ridiculed each other with words, the purpose of which was to provoke Ah Xia.

Unexpectedly, Ah Xia's heart was not disturbed, and he had a degree of discipline under his feet, stepping on a set of footwork taught by Xiao Baiye, shuttling through the gaps of the shirtless boy's fist style.

The shirtless boy with the ice fist of the cold vortex shook Ah Xia's clothes and hunted messily, but he couldn't hit Ah Xia's body.

The shirtless boy threw out more than a hundred punches in one breath, and at the moment when he turned to breathe, all of Ah Xia's stubbornness strengthened into continuous ice blades and began to erupt.

The previous retreat was for the sake of gathering momentum to fight back at this moment.

The Sky Splitting Ice Blade, reflecting the dazzling sunlight in the fierce wind, slashed down with lightning force.

The shirtless boy didn't have time to dodge, so he had to staggered his fists, condensed the ice shield, and took the knife hard.

With a "boom", the ice shield shattered.

"Young Master Xia......!" The moment the blade fell, the shirtless boy was completely arrogant, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.

The other party's tone and expression clearly meant to admit defeat, and Ah Xia's heart softened, so he wanted to put away the knife.

Just as he was about to retreat, the shirtless young man, who was forced to lean back under pressure, took the opportunity to stand up, and his hands quickly wrapped around his arms, locking his condensed ice blade wrist with one hand and his throat with the other.

"You're ......!" The shameless behavior of the shirtless boy made Ah Xia's eyes almost want to breathe fire.

"Hahaha," the shirtless boy covered Ah Xia's accusation with a loud laugh: "Admit defeat now, I can spare you!"

With the strength of his hand, he pinched Axia's throat bone and made a gratling sound.

Ah Xia was almost suffocated, but his eyes did not change.

"Then die!" The shirtless young man's face was hideous, and between the five fingers of Ah Xia's throat, Xuan Jin lingered.

Suddenly, I heard a cold reprimand, like an arrow piercing through Lin Li, piercing the eardrums: "Whoever dares to hurt my brother, I will slaughter him with all my life!"

The shirtless boy followed the prestige, only to see a silver flame, overflowing with clear light, flying like a flag in the fierce wind, rushing towards him.

"Dorjee?!" At the same time as this thought flashed in the heart of the shirtless young man, he suddenly felt that this person's rebuke was not only piercing, but also piercing the heart.

The aura hidden in the shouting passed through his eardrums, and rolled up a hundred waves and a thousand piles of snow in his heart......

He was shocked by this domineering and strong-willed rebuke, and involuntarily let go of his hand.

After the fluctuation of his heart for a moment, the shirtless young man came back from the panic, and realized that his performance just now was really a little unbearable, looking at Li Bugui, who had stepped into the ring and boiled blood, he had the idea of bullying each other: "Since the prince of Dorjee is here, okay, this young master will come to fight now against you, the genius of the 'Yuan Pulse'!"

In the face of the challenge, Li Bugui smiled faintly.

The mist formed by the miscellaneous qi and turbid qi tempered and discharged from the bones, flesh, tendons, and medulla in the body that had not yet dissipated quickly suddenly reversed the hunting wind at this moment, and spun up rapidly, suddenly forming a column of qi that rushed straight into the sky......

The blood was successfully boiled, and Li Bugui took advantage of the situation to impact the psychic realm.

After the martial artist refining his body, the strength of his muscles, bones, viscera, and qi veins has been improved by leaps and bounds, and he has been able to withstand the violent power of the dantian aura that is wantonly vertical and horizontal.

This aura is like a monstrous wave, repeatedly impacting the heart like asking the heavens to borrow a way, bringing up strong winds, tsunamis, thunder, and lightning......

Thunder roared, lightning intertwined, and finally, the heavenly road split, and a dazzling spiritual light appeared at the bottom of the heart sea, reflecting the qi sea dantian.

This spiritual light is the spiritual bridge between the Qi Sea Dantian and the Heart Sea Spirit Terrace.

The dantian aura flew along the Lingqiao, clarifying the sea of hearts and nourishing the Lingtai......

With a "boom", the storm pillar exploded into a cyclone in the sky, which did not disperse for a long time......

The sea of hearts is clear, the spiritual platform is shining, and the six roots are beneficial.

Li Bugui looked around, and a hundred zhang away, the figure and sound of a small beetle falling on a blade of grass were clearly visible and audible.

After verifying that he had successfully channeled, Li Bugui wanted to try his control of spiritual consciousness again.

Where the mind moves, the cold spiritual energy is released.