Whew~

The wind was blowing, and Fang Baoluo, who was dragged away before being blown away, only felt that the surrounding scene was extremely passing by, and he was overwhelmed.

It was as if he had been bitten by a giant dragon on the shoulder, and the majestic force actually destroyed the balance of his body.

Behind the two men, a huge trail of smoke and dust was dragged.

"Teacher, junior brother!"

Fang Baoluo came back to his senses, still shocked.

He knew that his junior brother was very talented, but he didn't expect him to be so good.

"Whew!"

Li Yuan stopped instantly, and the huge inertia was easily resolved by him:

"Senior Brother Fang, borrow a hammer!"

Casually removing the short-handled hammer in Fang Baoluo's left hand, Li Yuan turned to look back.

On the big river, the big ship was on fire, and the light of the collision of true qi was faintly visible.

On the riverbank, a large number of black-clothed swordsmen chased after them quickly, including many shape-changing masters.

"Senior brother, you ......"

Fang Baoluo was shocked in his heart, but he also knew that now was not the time to ask, so he clenched his hammer:

"Don't fall in love with ......"

Call~

Before he finished speaking, Li Yuan had already turned around and rushed back, and someone sent someone to the door to try his hand, of course he would not let it go.

Rumble!

Moving like a thunderbolt, there was thunder at Li Yuan's feet, and the earth and rocks splashed behind him, and one rise and fall exceeded 100 meters.

There was a 'click' sound between his muscles and bones, and the explosive force exploded.

"You!"

The black-clothed swordsman who rushed to kill the front only felt a flower in front of him, and the next moment he had risen from the ground, and the person flew sideways like a straw, and before he could land, his flesh and bones had turned into mud.

"Too fragile!"

With one successful blow, Li Yuan had no strength to vent the pleasure, and the black-clothed swordsman was like a piece of window paper in his hand, which would be broken when he poked it.

"Kill him!"

The swords roared, the figures flashed, and the black-clothed swordsmen who were chasing after each other lined up and slaughtered.

"Combo Technique!"

Fang Baoluo, who was half a beat slower, also followed, catching a glimpse of the neat movements of those black-clothed swordsmen, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

This is a military formation?

"Senior Brother ......"

Before Fang Baoluo's voice of reminder landed, Li Yuan had already entered the military formation with a hammer, and the hammer shadows were intertwined, and people were like hurricanes.

In an instant, only a few sounds of 'dang chang' were heard, and the black-clothed swordsmen who were moving in array had already screamed and flew out upside down.

There is no skill, just a catharsis of power.

Li Yuan's root bones that changed again and again gave him great benefits when he changed shapes, with the shape of the Xuan Whale as the core, and the sixteen forms were combined into one.

Between his gestures, all forms follow each other, both violent and agile, extremely fast, and explosive.

Bang bang bang!

The screams and the sound of bones exploding sounded, and Li Yuan was like an arrow from the string, piercing through the military formation formed by more than 20 swordsmen, destroying the withering and decaying!

Fang Baoluo, who was close behind, didn't even have time to make a move!

"So fierce?!"

Fang Baoluo's eyelids jumped wildly, he knew that the better the root bone, the greater the improvement after the transformation, but this was also too big.

The big dragon-shaped root bone isn't so fierce, is it?

Whew~

Li Yuan's ears were filled with the sound of the wind howling, and he moved between the black-clothed swordsmen, and there was almost no enemy in the shadow of the hammer.

"Poof!"

After a while, Li Yuan slowly retracted his hammer, and in front of him was a black-clothed swordsman with flesh and bones, and he looked around, and the smell of blood was permeating the riverbank.

The swordsmen who came after him had been killed by him, and two pairs of third-order boots were blessed, and if he couldn't beat him, he couldn't escape.

"Good, good!"

Li Yuan shook the hammer, and in the forest in the distance, an old man with a sword slowly walked out, looking at the dead corpses on the ground, his eyes were cold and ugly.

Li Yuan squinted slightly.

The reason why he fled first was not only because he had to jump out to observe the environment, but also because he noticed the old guy.

Before, the old guy was dormant in the water.

The old man with the saber stared at Li Yuan with a resentful look in his eyes:

"Han Chuijun still has such a master under him? Eighty thousand miles tall and nearly one zhang, are you Fang Baoluo? ”

“……”

Fang Baoluo, who came in a hurry, twitched his face, and jealousy flashed in his eyes: "Tongmai? Who are you? ”

"Qianjun Cave, Min Ling."

The old man slowly drew his knife, his eyes were cold: "If you two are killed, then Old Demon Han will also have heartache, right?" ”

"The veins of Qianjun Cave."

Li Yuan was a little eager to try, and after the change, his physical strength increased explosively, and the palm blessings he could withstand also increased significantly.

Tongmai, he also wanted to touch it.

Still, he sensed the palm of his hand.

In addition to two pairs of third-order boots and a sunken mountain hammer, there are also three fourth-order hammers, including the mixed gold Great Xiyi hammer.

This is the best match for him at the moment, he can play and run.

"Senior Brother ......"

Fang Baoluo saw Li Yuan's thoughts and sighed in his heart.

He also thought that the little junior brother was as stable as himself, and when he thought of a fight, he would also go up.

However, after glancing around and finding that there was only this Min Ling, he also tightened the hammer.

"Kill!"

Min Ling suddenly burst out, and a fierce, ruthless sword light lifted from his waist and arms.

In just a moment, it has swept more than ten zhang, and at the same time as the sound of the knife sounded, it has been slashed straight away.

"Knife Qi!"

Li Yuan clearly saw the sword qi, a dark yellow light, gushing out from the long knife, the qi reached three zhang, cutting gold and jade.

"This is a long weapon."

Li Yuan muttered in his heart, once the internal qi is complete, there is no distinction between long and short weapons.

The internal qi blesses the sword and transforms into a mang, which can be freely transformed from a few feet to a few zhang, and no matter how long the weapon is, there is no advantage in this step.

Unless it's a bow and arrow.

Thinking in his heart, he turned his body, avoided the cold sword qi, and pressed forward in stride, his internal strength had not yet turned into qi, and he had to enter the body.

Laugh at!

Min Ling slashed horizontally, and the knife was more than three feet.

I've seen the kid make a move, and I know that his strength is amazing, where will he let him get close?

But soon, his face changed.

"Why is this kid so fast?!"

The violent sword light swept across, leaving traces on the ground, and Li Yuan shuttled between the sword lights, which seemed thrilling, but in fact he was at ease.

Every time he came to this time, he couldn't help but want to get a few more pairs of boots, the benefits of light work were too great.

It's just the third order, and the pulse can't catch up, if it's the fifth order, then it's still there?

Zheng!

Raising the hammer to stop a sword light, Fang Baoluo had to stop, he didn't have such light skills.

"This kid ......"

Li Yuan was at ease, Min Ling's heart was already cold, and when the sound of the collision of swords and soldiers in the river dispersed, his complexion changed greatly.

Turn around and walk away without thinking.

Call!

The next moment, Li Yuan burst out, and a short-handled hammer actually hit the huge power of the battering ram.

"How is that possible?!"

Min Ling was shocked.

The speed of this hammer was unbelievably fast, and there was a scorching wave of qi in the air that seemed to be after a violent burn!

Boom!

Min Ling crossed the knife, and the drumming energy was scattered at once, and then, the arm that was blocked was collapsed and broken by the hammer along with the chest.

"Ahh

With just one hammer, Min Ling's eyes almost jumped out.

The hammer pierced his arms and chest, and even his spine was cracked.

But he was still not dead after being hit by this blow, coughing up blood and flying to the ground, and he could still turn around and escape.

"Is it internal?"

Li Yuan shook his arm, stepped out, hammered up and down, and blasted his left arm and half of his body into flesh.

With the blessing of four heavy hammers, even a short-handled hand hammer is comparable to a siege hammer in his hands.

"You ......"

Min Ling's anger was like a gossamer, his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, but his breath had quickly dissipated.

Even if he is a master of the pulse, even if he is so seriously injured, it is impossible to survive.

"Whew!"

Li Yuan shook his arm, and his arm was a little numb under the internal qi backlash, but that's all.

After the transformation, his physique also underwent further transformation.

"Dead, dead?"

Fang Baoluo walked quickly to the front, his expression was a little dazed, he almost forgot that he was here to protect Li Yuan.

"I shouldn't be able to live."

Li Yuan returned the hammer to him, and then cleaned up the battlefield with his hands and feet, Min Ling, together with the other black-clothed swordsmen who were killed by him, there were more than 20 people.

It takes longer to clean up the battlefield than it does to fight.

Fang Baoluo grimaced, always feeling that this scene was surprisingly familiar......

"Whew!"

After a long time, Li Yuan swept the battlefield, and a large bundle of swords was lifted, and at this time, he looked over the river.

The great ship had been burned to ashes, no one had fought in the night, and the battle seemed to be over.

"Old Han won?"

Li Yuan squinted, a little envious.

Although that pair of Red Flame Jiao Dragon Armor is far from being comparable to the Splitting Sea Xuanjing Hammer, Lao Han can use it.

Wearing that armor, Lao Han can even fight with the great masters who have achieved the essence of refining.

"Whew!"

A moment later, there was a sound of breaking wind in the river, Li Yuan and Fang Baoluo hid in the dark, and when they saw that it was Han Chuijun, they came out.

"Huh?"

Seeing the dead corpses all over the ground, Han Chuijun shook his blood-stained sleeves, and was a little surprised: "Has you changed shape?" ”

"The disciple is lucky."

Li Yuan came over with a bundle of weapons: "That master of refining the marrow?" ”

"I didn't take it."

Han Chuijun shook his head.

This is not a secret realm of Xuanbing, even if there is a Red Flame Jiao Dragon Armor, how easy is it to take down Huangfu Kun?

Even, even if he could, he didn't plan to take it.

Li Yuan also wanted to ask, as soon as he woke up, he retreated and broke through the shape, and he didn't have time to inquire about what happened these days.

"Let's go."

Han Chuijun flicked his sleeves and turned around, and the two quickly followed.

……

An hour later, far away from a dense forest on the riverbank.

Li Yuan lit a bonfire, and Fang Baoluo skillfully peeled off the bear skin on the side, washed it, and set it up on the fire.

"Qi and blood, internal strength, quenching the body, and internal strength are the foundation of martial arts, and changing shape is to enter the house, and a martial artist can only be considered a master when he reaches this step."

Han Chuijun sat cross-legged, there was blood on his body, Li Yuan guessed that he might be injured, but through the iron mask, he couldn't see it.

The gap in transfiguration is also very large.

Fang Baoluo glanced at Li Yuan, his heart was really a little complicated, and he once again felt the unevenness of the world.

His talent is not bad, why is it ......

"The old man has a little experience about the shape."

Beside the bonfire, Han Chuijun taught his disciples.

Li Yuan condensed, only after changing the shape can he feel the horror of Lao Han, he is only seventeen shapes, killing ordinary and changing shapes is like killing chickens, easy hundred shapes, it is terrifying.

"Many years ago, the old man and Jing Shuhu went out on a trip, and once accidentally entered the place where the bones of their predecessors were buried......"

Han Chuijun's voice was rarely serious:

"The owner of the cemetery, Zeng Yi Wanxing, is known as Wanxing Daoren!"