The air flow is divided into two streams on the soles of the feet, one disperses into the ground, and the other enters the foot Sanyang meridian to ascend to the top of the head, and then follows the hand Sanyang meridian from the top of the head and injects it into the Xueyuehua sword.

This cool power is soft and majestic, and it is exactly the same as the internal force of Zhenwu Xuangong in Xuanrou's body.

The two strands of true qi melted and harmonized, without the slightest repulsion, and merged into one.

Everywhere it went, the points that it couldn't practice on weekdays were all washed away at once, so there was a slight sound of firecrackers.

The power is carried out of the limbs of the body and distributed from every acupuncture point to the outside of the body.

When this flow of power is injected into Xuan'rou's sea of consciousness, it activates the mental power that lurks in the sea of Xuanrou's consciousness.

On weekdays, Xuan Rou thinks to herself: The so-called combination of rigidity and softness is the combination of the two internal forces of rigidity and softness, driving the move to control the enemy.

Therefore, every time she fights with someone, most of her internal strength is consumed.

Sometimes when you encounter an opponent with similar skills, no matter how deep your skills are, they will be exhausted.

At this time, the latent mental power in the sea of consciousness was activated, and suddenly I understood a truth: use the most soft moves to dissolve the power of the other party, and avoid fighting with the other party, so that the consumption of one's own power can be greatly reduced.

Then look at the right time and use the thunder offensive to win with one blow, such an exercise is called soul turning.

So, she used her moves to force out the power on Xue Yuehua's sword, and unexpectedly, the power on Xueyuehua's sword actually activated the cold potential that she was hiding in the object within a few steps.

The cold potential is revealed, freezing the moisture in objects and the air into snow and ice.

However, the telekinesis developed from the Xuanrou Sea of Consciousness, it immediately controlled the power on the Xue Yuehua Sword with ease.

When the move is made, the power on the Xue Yuehua sword will be stimulated, and it will be dispersed around, freezing the surroundings.

In this way, the moves are combined with the cold and cold energy, and the martial arts can be brought into full play without consuming too much physical strength.

This kind of exercise, Xuan Rou knew very well in her heart, when she was questioned by the women, she squeaked and said that she couldn't do anything.

Looking at the Xue Yuehua Sword with affection, now, the divine skill has broken through to the realm of supernatural ability, Xuan Rou happily said to the women: "Let's go, let's go back." ”

Ignoring what the women of the congregation had to say, she swaggered to the village.

The women had just left the forest, and behind a large rock in the distance, a thin man walked.

Xuan Rou's sword test was clearly seen by this man hiding behind a boulder.

He was holding a bow in his hand and carrying a sharp arrow on his back, which was the arrow demon sent by the King of Ten Thousand Beasts to Water Village.

He walked over to the place where Xuanrou was testing his sword, looked at the frozen trees, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

He whispered: "The Xue Yuehua Sword is equipped with the True Martial Xuangong, and the power on the sword can be exerted.

If my arrow demon can spend the rest of his life with her, and get such strong help, I will have no regrets in this life. ”

"If this plan is successful, the water village will be self-defeating, based on the water tribe, and wait until the Heavenly God Sect and the Huoyun Evil God will lose both, and at that time, this area of the Southern Wilderness will be in the hands of my arrow demon.

Xuanrou, I must chase you down! In order to complete my great cause of unifying the Southern Wilderness. ”

……

Water Village, in the wooden house of the cicadas.

Cicada offered Xuanrou a plan to build an inn, and waited until the women left the house and went to the mountains and forests to test their swords.

In a strange place, the cicada closed the door of the house, went to bed and sat cross-legged, her eyes closed, and recalled a murder she had encountered a few days ago.

Some time ago, the cicada sat cross-legged on a boulder and ran the newly developed internal force throughout his body.

Suddenly, there was a faint blue light all over the body, and I felt a burst of murderous aura coming from a distance.

The cicada's heart trembled, this murderous aura is so strong, there must be a murder.

With an empty body of Buddha's skills, watching the traitors in the world do evil, what is the use of Buddha's skills, and what is the use of this body, it is better to wander around the world.

He was about to walk alone to the murderous mountains and forests, Ma Qianli chivalrous clouds, he thought he was a good brother of the cicada, and decided to walk with the cicada and travel through this world together.

So, the two of them got up together and walked in the direction of the murderous aura.

On this day, both Cicada and Ma Qianli smelled the fishy smell of rotting corpses.

The two of them recognized that the foul smell was coming from the right, and the cicada couldn't wait to speed up and head to the right.

Ma Qianli has never practiced martial arts, and his body is less than one-tenth of the cicada's, and in the blink of an eye, he is far behind the cicada.

He firmly believed that although the speed was slow, he would be able to reach his destination if he continued to walk, and walked in the direction where the cicada went, and sure enough, after walking for a long time, he saw the cicada standing motionless in front of him, looking at the ground.

What is he staying in?

Ma Qianli wondered in his heart, walked over quickly, and saw a female corpse lying on the ground.

The top of the woman's head was stained with blood, and it was clear that the top of her head was a fatal wound.

The cicada had a bitter face, squatted down, touched the top of the female corpse's head, pressed it with her fingers, and counted in her mouth: "One, two, three, four, five, there are five small holes." ”

Ma Qianli blurted out: "It's the Nine Yin White Bone Claw." ”