The sky is clear, and the eagle strikes the sky.

Chifeng Mountain.

In the middle of the huge and rugged cottage, there are skeletons piled up with white skulls.

Tall and naked, with bronzed skin painted with various twisted tattoos, gathered together. These bandits resemble primitive people, with necklaces made of skulls around their necks.

The momentum on his body is fierce, his expression is serious, and he is holding various weapons such as knives, guns, sticks, etc.

Everyone looks like they're on the verge of the enemy.

Surrounded by many bandits, there was an open space in the middle of Chifeng Village.

Chu Tianhu and Jian Jiuzhou stood in place one after the other.

Jian Kyushu folded his arms in front of his chest, held a simple long sword in his left hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and his old face had a little impatience.

In front of it.

Chu Tianhu stood with his hands in his hands, with a friendly smile on his face.

He seemed to completely ignore the vicious bandits around him, and just raised his head and looked at the young man sitting on the tiger skin chair above the cottage.

The man had dark yellow skin, was more than two meters tall, had yellow and messy hair, and had extremely long hands and feet. He was wearing a tiger skin on his upper body and black leather pants on the lower body, and his sturdy body like a cheetah was exposed to the cold wind.

This person is the owner of Chifeng Village, Huang Shixiong.

Huang Shixiong looks young, but in fact, he has been famous in the rivers and lakes for sixty or seventy years.

He is one of the few grandmasters in Yunzhou Mansion.

Unlike the rest of the Grandmasters.

Huang Shixiong has an unruly and active personality, and he has made a lot of shots, plus his personality is extremely protective.

As a result, Chifeng Village has become one of the few rivers and lakes forces that cannot be provoked in the martial arts of Yunzhou, even a while ago, the state army wantonly plundered martial artists to fill the vacancies in the army.

There has never been a large-scale conflict with Chifeng Village.

"Chu Tianhu, it's been a while since I've met you as an annoying guy."

Huang Shixiong crossed Erlang's legs and reclined on the tiger skin chair casually. He was still holding a roast leg of lamb in his left hand, and while talking to the two grandmasters, he munched on the roast leg of lamb.

The mouth is full of oil, and the attitude seems extremely casual.

Behind Huang Shixiong.

There were also two young girls dressed in tulle who stretched out their slender palms and stroked and pressed them back and forth on their shoulders.

The winter sun is shining, and through the tulle, you can faintly see the contour curves of the woman's intimate parts.

A dignified grandmaster and master, he was treated like this.

The sword Jiuzhou behind Chu Tianhu was already full of impatience, and the palm holding the long sword began to protrude outward, and it was possible to draw the sword and cut people at any time.

But the smile on Chu Tianhu's face remained the same, and he invited in an easy-going tone: "I have heard for a long time that the Lord of Huangzhai is strong, and now the world is chaotic, and the evil dragon is the party, Chu came here today to invite the Lord of Huangzhai to join the great cause of dragon slaying." ”

"Hahaha!"

Before Chu Tianhu finished speaking, Huang Shixiong was already holding his stomach and laughing.

He laughed so recklessly that the bones of the big stick with the scraps of meat in his hands fell to the ground and were stained with dust.

"Why is the Huang Gang Leader laughing?" The smile on Chu Tianhu's face was slightly restrained.

"Scourge!?"

Huang Shixiong laughed, covering his stomach with his left hand, pointing at Chu Tianhu's nose with his index finger with his right hand, and said with a sneer: "Is there a greater scourge in this Yunzhou Mansion than your Hundred-Faced Demon Lord?" ”

The smile on Chu Tianhu's face disappeared, and he said lightly: "In that case, did the Huang Gang Leader refuse my invitation to someone Chu?" ”

"Of course not."

Huang Shixiong changed his words and sat up straight from the big chair, "I can agree to your invitation, but before this matter, you have to meet my small condition?" ”

"On what terms?" Chu Tianhu asked curiously.

"That's—"

Huang Shixiong's mouth again came with a nervous laugh, and he jumped to his feet.

Behind him, the tiger skin is hunting and flying in the clear sky.

Raise your left hand and spread your fingers out.

"—from my hands, survive!"

Under the sun.

The dark yellow power of wolf smoke rolled up, condensing and forming a black-red giant tiger.

The giant tiger opened its mouth, and the roar of a thunderstorm was heard. The originally clear sky dome actually became slightly dim under the full strength of the grandmaster.

Chu Tianhu's face was solemn.

The clothes on his body were torn inch by inch, and his muscles were rapidly expanding, blackening and hardening, and painful and twisted human faces appeared.

Raising his hand, a black light rushed up to the sky like a waterfall, colliding with the strength of the giant tiger.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

Su Heng and Old Man Mo separated at once.

The green and yellow withered grass under his feet ripples like water waves.

Some broken branches and leaves, blown up into the air under the strong wind, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Is that enough?"

Old Man Mo turned over lightly in the air and landed on the ground.

Su Heng took three steps back in a row, and each step exploded a hole in the ground.

"Not enough!"

Su Heng slapped back out of thin air, scattering the condensed air.

The anti-shock force in the air and the kinetic energy exerted by Old Man Mo canceled each other out, and Su Heng's two-meter-tall body was like a giant tree, firmly rooted in place and standing still.

"I want to know how strong the grandmaster is when he goes all out."

Bang!

Su Heng clasped his fist at Old Man Mo and saluted.

With a serious expression, he said, "So, please go all out to your seniors." ”

With a wave of his hand, his black robe flew into the air like a wild goose, hanging from the treetops in the distance.

Under the sun, Su Heng's sturdy and powerful body grew rapidly like a giant tree, rising taller, and turned into a behemoth of more than four meters.

Su Heng and Old Man Mo fought against each other.

One is more than four meters tall, the other is less than one meter six, and the body shape is completely disproportionate.

But the opposite of the two of them was that the expression on Su Heng's face was full of seriousness, while Old Man Mo's sloppy face was relaxed and freehand, no different from the old man who went out to hang out after dinner and chatted about homely things.

Old Man Mo raised his head and looked Su Heng up and down.

There was a look of surprise on his face, but it quickly disappeared.

"Well, you're going to have to be careful."

The breeze by the lake blew, and the thin figure of Old Man Mo gradually disappeared from Su Shi's sight.

Laugh at!

Su Heng didn't dare to be careless.

His heavy pupils opened, and his four blood-red pupils fluttered at high speed.

Look around, looking for the traces of Old Man Mo.

Swish!

In a flash.

A black glow appeared in the corner of his eye.

"Found it!"

Su Heng was overjoyed in his heart, and his strength coefficient was mobilized, and the cannon fist that had been gathering momentum for a long time came out in the direction where the black light appeared.

Bang!

The air that was squeezed to the extreme turned into a white torrent and smashed the abandoned attic that stood in front of it.

But in a blink of an eye, the figure of Old Man Mo had disappeared again.

Shout!

A finger pointed out at Su Heng's armpit ribs.

The sea of blood that Su Heng was proud of was really strong, and in front of that dry finger, it was as if it didn't exist, and it was easily torn and pierced.

Bang!

Su Heng's body twisted.

Another slap slapped in the direction where Old Man Mo was.

The majestic palm force smashed a huge hole in the ground, and the dirt scattered and splashed, but it still failed to hit Old Man Mo.

"Quick!"

"It's too fast!"

Even Su Heng's heavy pupils were able to capture the figure of Old Man Mo.

But when the brain communicates consciousness to the hands and feet, and during the time when he attacks again, Old Man Mo can disappear again and dodge in advance.

On the contrary, it was an inadvertent attack by Old Man Mo.

can bring a threat to Su Heng.

Bang!

Another finger fell towards Su Heng's eyebrows.

Su Heng's pupils contracted suddenly, and his two big fan-like hands closed and pressed down towards the middle.

Since the fight, the two finally broke out into the first full-strength collision.

Although Old Man Mo was just pointing with a finger, there were layers of ripples blooming outwards on it, giving Su Heng the feeling that a mountain of steel was flying out of thin air.

The muscles on his arms bulged out, and his face was hideous.

The strength of the whole body splashed out like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and it was barely stopped.

Bang!

After a short stalemate, two forces exploded.

The huge impact enveloped Su Heng's body, causing him to fly into the air and disappear into the lush jungle behind him. The trees along the way exploded and collapsed, and the dust and smoke billowed along the way, and the birds and beasts wailed.

"This trick is called Chongyang Finger, you can force it out with the cultivation of the Golden Body Realm, which is already quite good."

Old Man Mo slowly withdrew his fingers.

There was a look of appreciation on his face.

But...

He soon realized that something was wrong, and the expression on his face froze.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

There was a loud noise in the forest.

The ground shook slightly, and bits of dirt and gravel hovered in midair.

The dust dispersed, and a hideous giant dressed in skeletal armor and with horns on his head walked step by step, and his shadow twisted and spread, enveloping the stunned old man Mo.

"Old fellow! If that's all you have, you're going to disappoint me! ”

"Aragami Evil Armor Kai!"

Bang!

The ground exploded.

The giant shadow tore through the air, and the big palm slapped down on Old Man Mo.

Old Man Mo's face drooped down because of his old age, and the hunt trembled by the hurricane that came to him. The expression on his face changed from surprise to disbelief in ecstasy.

"That's it! Let you little ghost see what a real martial arts master is! ”

Bang!

Old man Mo no longer kept his hand.

A fierce punch was thrown forward, and the dull and exaggerated iron fist collided with each other.

Under the blessing of the Desolate God Evil Armor, Su Heng's physical strength skyrocketed again, and in the real collision, it was no longer much weaker than Old Man Mo.

The two of them threw hundreds of punches in a row, the air rolled, and the thunder roared. Old Man Mo shook his hand and touched his slightly numb and swollen palm, intending to enter a state of rapidity again.

Bang!

But right now.

The sea of blood swooped out suddenly, covering a radius of ten meters.

The air twisted and tore, the ground settled and pressed, and Old Man Mo felt that he was frozen in amber gelatin, and his speed naturally slowed down.

"Cannon Fist!"

Su Heng seized the opportunity and punched out.

In this punch, the true strength of the sea of blood was used, and there was a huge increase in power brought by King Kong's talent.

In addition, the power skills of the cannon fist, and even some of the spinning and creation skills that he learned from the stealing master when he fought with the Devil Cry a few days ago.

It can be said that

It was the most terrifying punch in Su Heng's history.

And yet, yet—

Swish!

Old Man Mo had a strange smile on his face.

The backhand pressed down and slapped towards Su Heng's fist. In a trance, Su Heng saw a huge pitch-black snake entrenched in the void behind Old Man Mo, raised its head slightly, and hissed.

Bang bang bang!

Immediately after, Su Heng's eyes darkened.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a scarlet blood mist, and his physical strength up and down his body seemed to be hollowed out, and his heart and lungs were in severe pain.

He fell to the ground with a limp, and his eyes blackened.

The white bone armor on his body was like broken porcelain, full of cracks. He fell to his knees, gasping for breath, feeling as if the world before him was spinning around his consciousness.

After a while.

Su Heng recovered from that terrible state.

When I opened my eyes, my blurred vision gradually gathered. Old Man Mo's figure reappeared in front of him, and he casually threw an elixir towards Su Heng.

Su Heng stretched out his hand to take it and swallowed it with his backhand.

A cool sensation appeared in the lower abdomen dantian, and with the flow of blood, it quickly spread to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

"What just happened?"

With Old Man Mo's elixir, coupled with Su Heng's own physique perversion.

His injuries recovered quickly and he was no longer bleeding.

But the large amount of mental consumption was not so easy to replenish, and Su Heng still felt dizzy. He simply lay on his back on the soft grass, looking up at the clear blue sky and the slightly swaying shadows of the trees.

Empty your brain completely.

Only then did I feel a little more comfortable.

"That's a god."

A clear and soft voice came, and smooth and white calves appeared in the corners of Su Heng's eyes, as well as a white gauze skirt swaying in the wind.

It was Liu Qingqing, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, who was attracted by the movement made by the two of them.

Su Henggang wanted to get up and salute.

But a finger as white as a flawless finger had already gently fallen on Su Heng's eyebrows.

Liu Qingqing knelt behind Su Heng, the two were very close, Su Heng could see the soft curvature of the girl's chest, and there was a hint of elegant fragrance in her mouth and nose.

The breeze blew, and the cloud-like black hair swayed in the wind.

Liu Qingqing's ten fingers overlapped to help Su Heng press the acupuncture points on his head.

Her fingers were delicate and cold, and the force was just right, just a few simple strokes, and the dull pain caused by the intense exertion of her mind was no longer so strong and obvious.

Su Heng's muscles, which were originally slightly tense, gradually relaxed in this soft fragrance.

"The biggest difference between a grandmaster and a martial artist is still reflected in the strength." Liu Qingqing explained in a gentle voice, "The two are also cultivation powers, but the difference is that there are divine thoughts in the strength of the grandmaster, and they are living creatures. And no matter how strong a martial artist's strength is, it is only a dead thing after all. ”

"Divine thoughts... What is that? Su Heng asked.

"It can be one's own martial will, or it can be refined by the soul of some living thing." Liu Qingqing replied.

"Then the martial artist has no way to defeat the grandmaster?" Su Heng asked unwillingly. In the process of fighting Old Man Mo just now, he obviously had the upper hand, but he was reversed in an instant.

"Yes."

After Liu Qingqing groaned slightly, he spoke again, "There are two methods, either your will is strong enough and you are not afraid of spiritual impact. Either that, before the Grandmaster can use his divine thoughts, he will be completely wiped out with lightning speed. ”

(End of chapter)