Time is like flowing water, day by day, a flicker is a month's time, the branches of the half-yellow leaves are blown off by the bleak cold wind, Yicheng gradually entered the late autumn.

On the one hand, a large number of Yicheng soldiers began to strictly control Yicheng, and in the streets and alleys, for twelve hours a day, you can see a team of soldiers in full armor patrolling the city, they found some suspicious characters a little, and immediately carried out a strict investigation, once they found something wrong, they were immediately detained on the spot, and on the other hand, it was because of the upcoming Heavy Sword Festival.

This annual grand festival, any family will value him more than the sky. This is a great opportunity to show the strength of the family, not only the existing strength of the family, but also the potential of the family. There is no doubt that the family that performs well in the epee competition will have more room for development, and it is an excellent opportunity for the family to prosper. Therefore, the cultivation atmosphere in the entire Yicheng City was rich to an extreme, not only the young people stayed at home and practiced hard, but even some of the top combat forces in the family were immersed in penance. In the Epee Festival, the young people show the development potential of a family, and the top combat power of the family shows the existing strength of the family. So, the Epee Festival is not just a festival for young people.

In this atmosphere, the performance of the wing family is particularly prominent. Recently, the strong debut of the wing family has brought the wing family up and down incomparable confidence, all the wing family teenagers, regardless of whether they participate in the epee competition, all closed door penance, in the past, these young men and women among the naughty and mischievous roles are not few, lazy and frivolous, afraid of difficulties and retreat, greedy for pleasure there are, but after a series of drastic changes in the wing family, these teenagers began to settle down, everyone began to have a heart to revitalize the wing family, the wing family suffered, they will become the lost dog, only the wing family is strong, they will have a home to rely on。

No one told them this truth, but every young man of the Wing family understood this truth from the danger of approaching the Wing family again and again.

Danger makes people grow.

In particular, the representatives of the younger generation of the Yi family, such as Yi Kunshan, Yi Zhan Ming, Yi Danqiong and Yi Shanglin, have washed away the lead and matured a lot. On this Sée Festival, they were ambitious, immersed in penance, and vowed to fight for the glory of their families.

On autumn nights, everything is silent, the cold wind is howling, and the stars are falling in the sky. In the middle of the night, most of the people of Yicheng had already fallen asleep.

The mountain behind Yijia's house is still the simple wooden house, the candlelight is like beans, the young man is sitting cross-legged on the bed, his hands are knotted with the Dharma seal, his eyes are slightly closed, and the sweat is steaming on the top of his head, obviously the operation of the exercises is at a critical moment.

In the past month, the Winged Shenlong has occasionally monitored the progress of the encirclement and suppression of the Black Wind Bandit Group and other related matters, and almost all of his time has been devoted to cultivation. In addition to the two hours of rest and the three hours of practicing the Celestial Master's divine arts, the remaining seven hours were all used efficiently for high-intensity and arduous cultivation under the allocation of the Underworld.

Every morning, the Winged Divine Dragon must wear a hundred pounds of forbidden spirit shirts and run wildly around the mountains behind the Winged House on wooden stakes, and the luck method of the Illusory Spirit Phantom Step has already been deconstructed and analyzed clearly.

But the brain is clear, but the body may not be able to do it, what the Wing Shenlong has to do is to use high-intensity repetitive exercises, so that the body can learn this luck method in a short period of time.

Every morning, the Winged Dragon jumped and ran like an ape on the stake, until the sweat was like rain, and the whole body was almost out of strength, and then it sat on the stake and ran the Hongmeng Book of Heaven to recover. Continue running after recovery. It's just boring and repeating, repeating. Of course, the Stygian will not let go of the ravages on the head of the Pterodactyl, and when the Pterodactyl is running, it floats above and pours something into the Pterodactyl's brain. The foundation of the Medicine God Master is broad and profound, and according to normal methods, he can't learn it in more than ten years, but the Devil Dragon has clever methods, and he directly uses the Seed God Dafa to pour into the Winged God Dragon's brain, and the speed has increased by dozens of times. Of course, the Pterodactyl almost explodes in pain every day, and leaves the sequelae of frantically smashing cups, but it is not in its consideration.

Compared to the morning practice, the afternoon practice is a bit cruel. If the Winged Dragon wants to win the title of Epee Warrior, then Collapse Fist must enter the house. And whether it is Hongmeng Tianshu or Collapse Fist, the strength of the physical body is extremely important. Don't look at the body of the Winged Dragon, it seems to be strong, but it is still a long way from the standard of Collapse Fist. Therefore, in order to exercise the physical body, the Wing Divine Dragon would face eight bowl-sized iron fists condensed from the earth by the Devil Dragon throughout the afternoon. At this time, the pluto uncle was so happy, eight fists flew up and down, beckoning to the whole body of the pterodactyl, just like playing a sandbag, as soon as it came down, the pterosaur had already lay down, and the pterodactyl was almost ready to sing a song. The winged dragon with a blue nose and swollen face could only melt away the bruises all over his body while running the Hongmeng Heavenly Book, and at the same time cursed the devil dragon a hundred times in his heart.

Although the simple practice is hard, the effect is extremely significant. In his unremitting practice day by day, the Void Spirit Phantom Step finally condensed the eighth afterimage a few days ago, and stepped into the point of Dacheng, and the Collapse Fist was gradually consummated under the devastation of the Underworld, and it was a matter of millimeters from Dacheng.

Every three to four days, the Winged Dragon would take a Qi Nourishing Pill. Each Bronze Warrior will only develop resistance after taking ten Qi Nourishing Pills, and the effect of the first ten Qi Nourishing Pills is very significant. Especially when combined with penance, it can greatly speed up the speed of practice. According to the estimation of the Immortal, the Qi Nourishing Pill combined with penance, the results of a month's cultivation were almost more than a month and a half, and the Winged Divine Dragon could clearly feel that the battle qi in his body was filling up day by day.

Until five days ago, after taking the last Qi Nourishing Pill, the strength of the Winged Divine Dragon had reached the edge of the Bronze Seventh Heaven. For the past five days, he has been trying to break through this barrier. Because he knew that even if the Void Spirit Phantom had reached the end of his life, if he hadn't advanced to the Bronze Seventh Heaven, he would still be far from the powerhouse at the peak of Bronze in terms of absolute strength.

In the cabin, the underworld floated quietly in the air and observed the progress of the Winged Dragon's cultivation. The Winged Divine Dragon was already sweating profusely at this time, his face was slightly flushed, and the Hongmeng Heavenly Book had been run to the extreme by him. The aura on his body shrank one by one, rising and falling, obviously the whole was already on the threshold of the Bronze Seventh Heaven, but there was still a lack of strength to push him forward completely.

The Winged Divine Dragon gritted its teeth, and was about to make a final fight against everything, but there was a flash of light in his eyes, and a blue wave of light swept away, and the Winged Divine Dragon was disturbed, and his mind was divided, and he released it in one breath, and his breath fell back to the Bronze Six Heavens again.

The pterosaur was so angry that he almost jumped to his feet, jumped up and shouted: "Damn, it's a critical moment! It's about to break through!

Stygian glanced at the Winged Divine Dragon and said, "You are still a little short of breaking through. If you force your way in now, it will easily cause an unstable foundation and affect your combat effectiveness, and once you fail, it will take at least six or seven days to readjust your state and try to break through again. ”

The Winged Dragon sighed dejectedly and said, "Then what should I do? In five days, it will be the Heavy Sword Festival, and if you don't break through, it will be too late." ”

Ming shook his claws and said, "Don't hurry, you lack a trace of strength." I'm just pushing you behind your ass, and I'm afraid I won't be able to send you to the Bronze Sevenfold Heaven?"

The Winged Dragon was overjoyed and said, "How to do it?"

"Only under pressure will human potential burst to the maximum. You take off your forbidden shirt and see if you can beat Uncle Ben with eight punches. ”

The Winged Dragon's eyes lit up, whether he was eating or sleeping this month, he was wearing a hundred-pound forbidden spirit shirt, and he was extremely uncomfortable at first, but now he has almost forgotten that he is still wearing such a thing. The Winged Dragon bowed slightly, took off the forbidden spirit shirt, and threw it on the ground, the forbidden spirit shirt didn't know what material it was made of, it was as light as silk, but it was extremely heavy, and it could change its weight according to the adjustment of the underworld. The Winged Divine Dragon knew that this forbidden spirit shirt must have been engraved with an extremely high-end formation.

Removing the weight of a hundred catties on his body, the Winged Dragon immediately felt refreshed, and his whole body was light as if it was about to float. In this state, it should not be difficult to dodge the eight big punches of the underworld. The Pterodactyl's confidence immediately soared, and remembering the tragic appearance of the blue nose and swollen face that had been beaten every day for the past two months, the Pterodactyl gritted its teeth. His figure shook slightly, leaving an afterimage in the same place, the person had already appeared outside the wooden house, put on a posture, and the winged dragon beckoned: "Wealth Devil Dragon, I have abused Lao Tzu for a month." Now it's time for Lao Tzu to reckoned with him, come out. ”

Stygian Gaga flew out with a smile and said, "Wing boy, your guts are too fat, let Uncle Ben use his invincible iron fist to loosen up for you." As soon as the two dragon claws were raised, a large piece of dirt in front of the wooden house was immediately dug up by an invisible force, and then the eight equal pieces of the city were split, and they were extremely compressed into eight bowl-sized fists. Don't look at these fists are made of earth, because they are compressed with high strength, they are harder than rock.

"Winged boy, try Uncle Ben's Iron Fist!" laughed Stygian. With a wave of their claws, the eight fists exploded towards the Winged Dragon's body with a whistling roar.

The Winged Divine Dragon's eyes condensed, and he cast the Illusory Spirit Phantom Step, only to see others like butterflies wearing flowers, flickering and moving, and one after another afterimages continued to emerge within a few feet in front of this wooden house, and kept disappearing, removing a hundred catties of weight, and the Winged Divine Dragon cast the Illusory Spirit Phantom Step The figure is simply unpredictable.

But no matter how wonderful the Winged Dragon's body was, the eight iron fists manipulated by the Stygian could always intercept him without any mistakes, launching waves of attacks with unmistakable precision.

As soon as the Winged Dragon gritted its teeth, the muscles all over its body collapsed, and the battle qi was surging, and its fists continued to shoot out at an extremely fast speed in the dodge. "Bang bang" A series of fist collision sounds constantly sounded in front of the wooden house.

The eight fists of the Styx whined, intercepted vertically and horizontally, omnipresent, as fast as lightning, extremely powerful, and did not give the Winged Dragon a chance to breathe at all, and launched a storm of blows against the Winged Dragon.

At first, the Winged Divine Dragon was able to cast the Illusory Spirit Phantom Step to move away and dodge to a certain extent, but that fist was too much, the so-called two fists were difficult to defeat the four hands, and in the face of the tide of attack, the Winged Divine Dragon's dodge range was quickly suppressed within a six-foot radius, and the attack composed of eight fists was like an iron wall, unswervingly compressing the Wing Divine Dragon's dodge space step by step. The Winged Divine Dragon could only mobilize the battle qi in his body, and quickly swung his fist again and again, casting the collapse fist that had not yet been completed to knock the attack back in waves.

The sound of "bang bang" fists was endless, and the winged dragon was like a trapped beast, constantly struggling in the iron wall composed of eight fists, and the net of heaven and earth. In just a quarter of an hour, the Winged Divine Dragon was already sweating profusely, his skin was flushed like blood, and the Hongmeng Yin and Yang Fish in the Heaven and Earth Mansion was spinning violently to the extreme, and his fists were incredibly fast, but they were not fast enough! Not strong enough! The iron wall formed by those eight fists was so overwhelming that the Winged Divine Dragon could barely penetrate it.

Just when the pressure was at the limit, the fist of the Winged Shenlong was almost to the limit, the Winged Shenlong felt light, and time seemed to freeze instantly, and then the Hongmeng Yin Yang Fish, which had reached the limit, actually broke through a limit again, and a surging battle qi surged out, instantly penetrating the whole body, and the essence of the Winged Shenlong's eyes burst out, and he felt a strong force in his body, not vomiting or unhappy.

"Drink!" A loud shout sounded, followed by eight consecutive explosions, and the eight fists exploded and shattered.

"Breakthrough! Bronze Sevenfold Heaven!" the Winged Dragon exhaled lightly, a bright smile on his face. The power in his body, which was nearly twice as strong as before, was coming in waves.

"Not only that, but your Collapse Fist has finally entered the room!" said Shen smugly, shaking his head.

Only then did the Winged Divine Dragon realize that at the mouth of his left and right arms, there was a golden ring with a diameter of one foot.

"Hahahaha, Collapse the Golden Ring!" the Winged Dragon almost jumped for joy.

Collapse Jin cultivation to a high and profound realm, body and qi, qi and mind, battle qi all the time and repeatedly superimposed vibrations, so it will form a golden ring on the arm, this ring is not a physical object, but an external image produced when the Collapse Jin method is used. Only by cultivating the Collapse Golden Ring can the Collapse Jin be regarded as entering the house, and the power is at least four or five times stronger than the inch strength, so as soon as the Collapse Golden Ring is condensed, the eight fists that are as hard as a rock are immediately shattered by the Winged Divine Dragon's eight punches in a row. And in the future, with the deepening of the cultivation of the Winged Divine Dragon, the number of Collapse Golden Rings will continue to be superimposed, when the Collapse Golden Ring is cultivated to the left and right six for a total of twelve, the Collapse Strength will be regarded as a great success, until the left and right nine pieces are condensed, a total of eighteen Collapse Golden Rings, so that the Collapse Mountain Strength even if it has stepped into the Dacheng level, that power is truly fierce and domineering, far from being comparable to the current Wing Divine Dragon's Collapse Strength.

"Epee warrior, I have to do it!" the Winged Dragon clenched his fists, his eyes shining with determination and confidence.

After the Winged Divine Dragon broke through, he stopped that kind of crazy penance, except for the practice of one hour each in the morning, afternoon and evening every day, the rest of the time was scattered, either accompanying his mother Shen or asking about the progress of matters related to the encirclement and suppression of the Black Wind Bandit Group.

The way of cultivation is one by one, and it is too much. When this sentence came out of the mouth of the devil dragon's dead pervert, the pterodactyl almost thought that the sadistic brain was caught in the door panel. But it turned out that the words of the underworld were not wrong at all, and after this free time, the Winged Divine Dragon immediately felt relaxed all over, as if a dark shackle had been removed from its soul, and its entire soul was about to fly.

Sikong Haoyue rarely came to find the Winged Divine Dragon this month, and even if he came once in a while, he was still discussing the matter of entering the Black Wind Bandit Group, and after discussing the matter, he left in a hurry. The Pterodactyl could see that this Nizi was extremely interested in this matter, like a child who had met his favorite toy, and couldn't put it down. And many of the arrangements of the Winged Divine Dragon were also implemented one by one through Sikong Haoyue. It was precisely because of such a powerful deputy that the Wing Shenlong was able to spare a lot of time for cultivation this month.

Different from the idleness of the Wing Divine Dragon, in the last four or five days, the cultivation atmosphere of the Wing Family, or the entire Wing City, has been strong to a few points. At the same time, what is even more popular is the atmosphere of Yicheng. Even with the threat of the Black Wind Bandits, they can't resist the enthusiasm of the families in the surrounding towns to participate in the Swordsman Festival. These families have traveled long distances to claim the crown of the Epee Warriors of Wing City. And the rangers, mercenaries, adventurers, and merchants who happened to be around the Wing City also flocked here. The whole Yicheng is crowded and lively, people must talk about the Epee Festival, and of course, there is another talking point that everyone talks about, that is, this year's Yijia.

No matter where people come from, when they enter the city, they must be inspected by the eighteen provinces, and almost even the three generations of their ancestors have to ask questions. There are also thorns that are not satisfied, but I'm sorry, the three elders of the wing family who led the team to inspect it, the strong man of the Silver Eight Heavens, who is not convinced, get out of the way, love not to enter.

In Yicheng City, there are silver soldiers leading a team of ten people to patrol back and forth for twelve hours a day, and when they see the face, they will interrogate, and if there is a problem, they will be detained first, and the identity can be determined before leaving. As for resisting, it's not that I don't want to, but I strangled the idea when I first entered Yicheng. Damn, there are 1,5600 troops stationed outside the city, and the scene of bright armor and the earth-shattering sound of killing is still lingering in front of me.

The skyrocketing flow of people simply made all the merchants in Yicheng laugh stupidly, at this time, everything can be sold, and the income of one day is simply comparable to ten days.

The person sent by the Dazhen government to supervise the epee competition also arrived, and he was considered a familiar face, still the middle-aged beautiful woman Mu Shenshi. This time, Master Mu was not hypocritical, and after visiting Sikong Mansion, he lived in the Wing family, which was a city guard family.

The Epee Festival is approaching day by day, the flow of people is increasing day by day, and the atmosphere is getting hotter day by day.