At four o'clock in the morning, the sky showed a touch of white, the morning sun was no temperature, and the soft white light shone on the frozen lake, and the cold air was like a fairyland.

The black-clothed people on the ice were covered with a layer of hoarfrost all over their bodies at this time, and they were completely stiff and motionless, and the black-clothed people on the shore seemed to have lost most of their activity in the cold.

"What's wrong with them?"

Yang Qianji, as a blood clan, should not be afraid of the cold, but the temperature of the pond seemed to be too low, approaching Yang Qianji's critical point, she couldn't help but shiver.

"These men in black are very difficult to deal with, they don't need to breathe, they don't have a heartbeat, they are invulnerable, but they seem to have a fatal weakness."

Mu Zishan pointed to the backpack behind a man in black

"Those backpacks are supposed to be their life support system, those people probably never thought they would fight in such a low temperature, minus twenty degrees Celsius, most of the machines will have problems, and now the temperature here is at least minus thirty degrees."

As he spoke, Mu Zishan shot out a series of energetic qi and shot at those backpacks.

"Looks like this busy night is finally coming to an end."

"Chihime ......"

"What's wrong?"

"Shut up."

Mu Zishan has always ridiculed Yang Qianji's mouth for being opened by the ancestor of their blood clan, and she has always been a good spirit but not a bad spirit.

At this time, Yang Qianji also noticed that something was wrong, the man in black who was originally in a state of downtime actually moved at this time. The man in black, whose backpack was shattered, burst out with stronger strength and faster speed than before.

An arm knife stabbed towards Mu Zishan's heart, everything came too fast, it happened too suddenly, and Mu Zishan and Yang Qianji didn't react. When the tip of the knife touched Mu Zishan's skin, Mu Zishan made a rare handprint. The extremely hard alloy arm knife suddenly became as soft as noodles.

The mudra of Muzishan's knot is called Yin and Yang Subversion Seal, Yin and Yang are infinite, and the universe is reversed, and Muzishan changed the properties of the object in an instant just now. This method is a usage of the mixed yuan Kaiqi Zhongqi that Zhang Zhenren passed on to Muzishan back then.

After the man in black attacked this blow with all his strength, it was as if he had lost all his energy, and he was paralyzed to the ground motionless.

Before I could think about it, more attacks came. This attack came from heaven and earth, from all directions, and Muzi Mountain, standing on the Taihu Lake stone in the middle of the pond, had nowhere to retreat at this moment.

Yang Qianji still wanted to help Mu Zishan block the attack in one direction at this time, but was grabbed by Mu Zishan and thrown straight up by the back of the neck.

Mu Zishan let out a long roar and opened up his aura realm. In Mu Zishan's aura realm, he can attract or repel all energy. For example, a gust of wind blowing towards Muzi Mountain, he can make this gust of wind come from where it comes from.

When Mu Zishan was in Southeast Asia, he was surrounded by hundreds of people and shot at him, but after the bullets left the chamber, they did not hit Mu Zishan, but shot at those gunmen.

At this moment, a tragic scene happened, the entire arm of the man in black punched suddenly went backwards against the law of human body operation, and under the opposite force, some of the arms of the man in black exploded on the spot, and half of the body was torn apart.

The jumper suddenly fell, slammed into the ground, smashed on the thick ice, and smashed the lower half of his body into flesh in an instant. The most miserable were those who wielded their arm knives, and under the reaction force, the knives on their arms were completely out of control, either cutting themselves or their companions around them.

Yang Qianji once asked Mu Zishan why the same person, he hit forward, his body can withstand it, and it can cause huge lethality, why can't the body withstand it in the opposite direction.

Mu Zishan explained that if it is explained in an abstract way, it is like the water of the Yellow River suddenly flowing backwards, even if it is only for a moment, what will be the consequences, and there is no doubt that the result must be devastating. Then he used relatively scientific language to explain that the most powerful boxer can hit a punch with a force close to a beat, such a large force cannot be born with, which requires a long period of training, only gradual muscles and bones can get used to bearing such a large force, but no one will practice backward strikes, the same force

If the body cannot bear it, it will only disintegrate.

Yang Qianji also said at that time that she also wanted to try this feeling, she said that her muscle control was not comparable to ordinary people, but she was perfunctory by Mu Zishan.

In a breath, almost a hundred men in black were almost incomplete. The entire Jiangnan garden has become a flesh and blood purgatory.

This is the reason why Mu Zishan doesn't like to use his aura realm very much. The rules are too simple and too violent. Mu Zishan knelt cross-legged on the ground at this time, reining in his qi.

"The blood of these men is black. What the hell are they?"

Mu Zishan let out a long breath. He opened his eyes and said

"We've met a few strong people cultivated by the Scientology in the past few years, what do you think of those people?"

"Powerful, super physical fitness, inhuman reaction speed, undead iron will. If these people were placed in ancient times, they would be perfect royal Deadpools, and they would never have been able to cultivate them without thirty years."

"I heard Qin Dao tell me that they did everything they could to create these apocalyptic warriors, and they divided these apocalyptic warriors into nine levels, so guess how many people didn't stand their test and were eliminated in the process of upgrading their ranks."

"You're saying a lot of people died in their experiments."

"Yes, there must be many people who die on the way to becoming strong,"

Yang Qianji took a big breath of cold air.

"Yes, you guessed it right, these men in black are supposed to be the corpses of those losers. This path of theirs is so overbearing, it is simply against the sky."

"Are they not able to rest when they are dead?"

"You are the thinking of the Chinese people."

"That's not what they think, these corpses are a resource for them."

"Inhumane."

Mu Zishan smiled, a blood clan couldn't stand it anymore.

"Of course, there is a return for the investment, and when these people choose to join, they are not entitled to rest after death."

"So what are these backpacks, after you break them, they won't work."

"Blood circulation, giving them the necessary nutrients."

"Phew! What a cruel tactic."

"I think they may have borrowed some of the Bloodline's secret methods, you can check them out."

Yang Qianji frowned when she heard this, and kicked and shattered an iron backpack, and a pool of black blood flowed out of the backpack. Then she placed her palm on top of the blood.

Mu Zishan didn't know what Yang Qianji was doing, but he didn't interrupt Yang Qianji. I saw that it didn't take long for the black blood on the ground to start smoking, and it began to gather under Yang Qianji's palm.

Yang Qianji jumped away and hid behind Mu Zishan.

"What's wrong?"

"It's kind of like the power of the Bloodlines, but not quite."

"What do you mean?"

"It's like the difference between an orangutan and a human."

"Is the Bloodline an orangutan or a human?"

"Of course we are humans, and these black bloods have some power similar to ours, but not completely, as if they have not evolved well."

"Clearly, definitely."

"These black blood is like a synthetic thing, it looks like the blood of the blood clan, but it has no vitality, let alone a soul."

"No wonder you seem to be a little scared of these black bloods. Will they infect you?"

"Feeling of horror. I'm sure it's not going to be good to come into direct contact with these black bloods."

"According to what you said, can these black bloods also allow these men in black to have the ability to heal themselves like your bloodline?"

"Yes, it is very likely, if you weren't here today, the Xiang family might be really dangerous."

"No, Qilu and Qin Dao are both better than me, even if they are smiling, they are not much worse."

Yang Qianji pointed around the pond

"They don't necessarily have to

Up to you, kill all these men in black in an instant. They are likely to have a tug-of-war, and as long as one or two of these things run out, the Xiang family will inevitably suffer casualties."

"yes, if you run out a dozen of them, the consequences will be unimaginable." Mu Zishan sat down, leaned against the Taihu Lake Stone, and looked at the newly emerging sun.

......

In the 100,000 mountains in the south of China, there is a newly built Miao village. There are hundreds of stilted buildings of various styles in the woods by the mountains and rivers.

The sun had just set, and the people in the village were already busy.

Legend has it that five years ago, a pair of fairy-like men and women suddenly descended here, the men were tall and mighty, wearing silver armor, like heavenly soldiers descending to earth. That woman is a goddess with all the beauty in the world.

They lived in this picturesque landscape, with men hunting and women running the house, for a year until their children were born.

After that, the man began to travel around the Miao villages, and every time the man entered a Miao village, he would take a hundred or ten Miao people away and join his tribe.

The man was born with divine power, and he could open mountains and split rocks with his bare hands, and no one could refuse him, and soon this man was worshiped as a god by the Miao people.

Their stockade soon became a group of 1,000 people.

In the deepest part of Miao Village, there is a stilted building built on the mountainside. Men, women and their three children live in it.

The woman was lying on a large bed made of logs, her body was weak, her face was pale, and her breath was like a gossamer, as if she was terminally ill and dying, but this did not affect the woman's beauty in the slightest.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, there was not much sadness on his face, only infinite tenderness, he was feeding medicine to his wife.

The woman opened her eyes and reluctantly pushed the man's hand away.

"General, no need."

"Ma'am, did you really decide to leave like this?"

"In the past few years, I have been very happy, this place is very beautiful, it is like living in the fairy world, people can't be too greedy, I am content."

"But ma'am, our children are still young. You know, as long as you get out of these 100,000 mountains and grab some medicine, you should be able to save this disease."

"No need, you and I will cause trouble if we appear in the world, don't you recognize who the Taoist priest who rescued us is, general?"

"He's Zhang Liang."

"Yes, he betrayed the King of Han and came in disguise, thanks to him, our family has lived here for five years, how can we live up to this kindness."

Men don't squirm either, hugging women and saying some love words. After a while, the man took out some rouge gouache that he had made himself, and began to draw the woman's eyebrows and eyes.

In this intense love, the woman closed her eyes.

In the past five years of the Battle of Qixia, after giving birth to two boys and one girl and three children for Xiang Yu, Yu Ji left that world happily.