Chapter 321: The Terrifying Twin Knife Stream (Part II)

Yi Xifeng clenched the night sword cold star in his hand, but it was still difficult to resist the disadvantage.

Yellow Lion Xie Huangqi, after all, is the strongest martial artist in the Shahe Gang except for Yin Shisan, and he is only one step away from entering the realm.

Although the white pure boy used his stunt to enter the wine, as well as the pot of sobering wine, he forcibly raised his combat power to the level of a chivalrous man. However, in order to defeat an opponent who has been immersed in the Ascending Realm for many years, the gap not only requires one's own talent and hard work to make up, but also takes time to precipitate.

"Bang!" was still the sound of the yellow lion's palm and the young man's sword blade, and Yi Xifeng was blasted out again.

Huang Shi glanced at the other two battle situations, his brows furrowed slightly, and he raised a palm and attacked Zhang Ming, who was wearing brocade clothes on the side.

"Be careful!" Yi Xifeng reminded loudly, but Zhang Mingyi was bold, raised his hand and pointed to meet it, but he didn't use his wind extinguishing finger, but directly pointed at the black palm that attacked.

"Poof!" As if piercing a dough, the slender fingers of the brocade-clothed young man directly shattered the opponent's Nine Yin Cloak Cloud Hand, and there was not even the slightest finger shot out.

The yellow lion was stunned when he saw this scene, and hurriedly turned back and retreated, trying his best to distance himself from the other party. He knew the true power of his palm just now, which was already ninety percent of his internal strength. But he was still crushed by the young man in front of him with just his fingers, which was a more intuitive impact than the other party's finger attack.

That's right, with that finger just now, Zhang Ming didn't exert the blessing of internal strength, just relying on the strength of his body and the use of martial arts sincerity, he forcibly disintegrated the blow of the Yellow Lion.

Yi Xifeng, who was not far behind him, saw the scene in front of him, a trace of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and then he was confused.

At the beginning, Li Chengtao formulated a strict training plan for the white clean boy, and also found two teachers for him, one was an innate martial artist who specialized in foreign martial arts, Lu Huahua, and the other was Zhou Di, who was proficient in thunder attribute exercises.

At that time, the unsmiling captain of the mountain patrol team once commented: "You are five years old and have practiced the exercises that specialize in cultivating the flesh and blood, and you are the strongest among your peers in terms of internal strength, even if you are placed among the young people who are much older than you, your internal strength is still outstanding!"

Speaking of this, Li Chengtao sighed and said: "It's a pity, although your internal strength has been strong over the years, you will squander it in all battles, which naturally refines your super proficiency, but on the other hand, it also hinders you from realizing your own martial arts true meaning." You're too dependent on your own internal strength. ”

Yi Xifeng didn't understand Li Chengtao's words at that time, after all, martial artists don't rely on internal strength in battle, so what do they rely on? So Yi Xifeng only thought that Captain Chengtao wanted him to cultivate both inside and outside.

In fact, this idea was already had by the white pure boy, after all, after seeing the powerful body refining effect of foreign martial artists, for himself, this attraction was even stronger.

Because Yi Xifeng has his own plans, since he participated in the martial arts competition, Bai Jing has been trying to integrate the exercises on the earth in his previous life into the martial arts system of the world today, but unfortunately this integration was not completed overnight.

From the first time he used Baji Boxing in the martial arts ring, the teenager at that time did not cooperate with his own internal strength.

When he went to Liangchen Gang, when he faced the fifth criminal brother, he used the wine qi to successfully beat the eight-pole punch for the first time.

A few months ago, Yi Xifeng finally combined several rudimentary moves of Bajiquan with the Hong Quan of his previous life, combining these two boxing techniques with a compact and solid structure, strong and violent force, and created this set of boxing techniques from his previous life.

It is the "Dragon Six Palms" that he used when he fought with the Yellow Lion before!

Using his hands to fold and iterate the power of the four dragons to the six dragons, although it is not as fierce as Li Chengqian's palm of the Eight Dragons Realm, it is important to use it.

So the white young man at that time agreed to this path of both internal and external cultivation without thinking about it.

But until today, witnessing Zhang Ming's domineering fingering of tearing his internal strength, he really knew that for martial arts powerhouses who had entered the third order and twelfth layer, sometimes the use and understanding of martial arts true intent was far more powerful than internal strength.

It's like two people going to a far away place, when one person is trying to train their physical strength, improve their running speed and physical endurance, and the other person is thinking about how to get a plane ticket.

This is the gap between the two levels of consciousness, and with the continuous improvement of the cultivation realm, for those who have entered the five or more levels of the Great Hero Realm, the gap between the two levels will become wider and wider.

Just when Yi Xifeng was shocked by the scene in front of him, Yin Shisan, who had already defeated Zhao Long, rejoined the siege of Zhang Ming.

That's right, the cold man didn't take the two-knife boy in his eyes, he knew that the main combat force of the other party in this operation was the hateful brocade-clothed young man in front of him from beginning to end.

The battle situation on the field also became thrilling in an instant! Three Chivalrous Realm powerhouses besieged, and two of them were still cultivators at the peak of the Indoor Realm, and the other was also a powerhouse who had half entered the Indoor Realm.

A flaw has slowly appeared between Zhang Ming's offense and defense.

"You go first! leave me alone, they can't keep me!" Zhang Ming gritted his teeth and roared.

However, before the words fell, the man in armor smashed the brocade-clothed young man bent over with a powerful halberd. While he was resisting this powerful impact, Yin Shisan's double swords and the yellow lion's pitch-black palm prints followed.

"Extinguishing the Wind Cave Divine Well!" As a last resort, Zhang Ming once again used his strongest fingering, a huge finger as thick as a bowl, directly forcing the attack of the three people back.

.................. Dividing line ..................

Zhao Long stared at Yin Shisan, who was not far away, and the two knives just now shocked the double-knife boy.

The first knife is Yin Shisan's "Wolf Tooth Shuangliu Break" slashing at himself, this double-knife attack method invisibly opens up a new fighting method for Zhao Long, who only pays attention to the fine control of internal strength.

As for the second knife, it was the one that Zhao Long cut out by himself, and the Qinglian double blade was in the moment before the narrow knife contacted, and it instantly split apart, and after staggering, it condensed and formed again. This is the ultimate pursuit of the precision of internal strength control.

In just two cuts, they are two different paths, but the seemingly confused double-knife boy gradually sobered up after being stabbed by the other party, and slowly recovered his fighting spirit in his eyes!

"Cherish the wind!"

Zhao Long suddenly spoke.

The white young man was sweating from Zhang Ming's trap in front of him, and he didn't hear the young man with a knife in one hand and his left shoulder in the other.

"Cherish the wind!"

Zhao Long said in a deep voice again.

Yi Xifeng reacted at this time and turned his head to look at the other party.

The white young man thought that the other party called himself because of the evacuation here, after all, he also saw that the two of them stayed here, but they became a burden to Zhang Ming. However, when his gaze met Zhao Long's eyes full of battle intent, he instantly calmed down.

"Yes, why do you want to escape, what's wrong with the Chivalry Realm? When it was the Realm of Power before, I dared to be tough with them as a martial artist in the Chivalry Realm, but now I am already a cultivator in the Mangzhi Realm, how can I go back more and more?" chamberlain

Then he replied, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Long stretched out a hand, gestured, and explained, "Two things!"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, the double-knife boy said to himself: "First one, give me your wine gourd!"

As soon as these words came out, Yi Xifeng was also stunned for a moment, and after a while, he said uncertainly: "Although my wine is medicinal wine, it does not cure injuries, it is mainly for the effect of awakening the mind, well, he is the sobering wine, not a flying sky, that is the name I made up myself......"

The white young man wanted to explain more, but Zhao Long interrupted: "First of all, give me your wine gourd!"

Yi Xifeng: "...... Oh!"

As he spoke, he picked off the wine gourd pinned behind him, and then threw it to the other party.

Zhao Long didn't say a word, but as a result, he poured a few big mouthfuls of the wine gourd, and it was easy to see that the wind was painful!

The white young man secretly complained: "Could it be that the knife just now was too hard, and the wound on the ice cube face was too painful?"

After a few sips of sobering wine, his originally pale face became much more ruddy. Zhao Long usually doesn't drink alcohol, even if he drinks and eats with Lin Fenghuo and Wang Bodang, he eats most of the time.

On the one hand, it was because of the exercises of the double-knife boy, his already excellent appetite, coupled with the need for a strong physique to support the cultivation of Water Dragon Yin, made him a veritable foodie.

On the other hand, it is due to the tutoring of the Zhao family, it is forbidden to drink alcohol before Yinren Town has mastered the internal strength exercises, after all, this drink is harmful to the soul, and Yinren Village has real people and real things as examples.

As one of the six major families of Yinren, the Zhao family's own family practice is to focus on the cultivation of the divine soul, so those drinks that damage the divine soul have naturally become a taboo for the Zhao family.

This time it was the first time for Zhao Long to drink several sips of spirits. The platinum boy threw the wine gourd back to Yi Xifeng, and said again: "The second thing, this is the case, teach me the method of refining the body!"

At this time, the white young man understood the true meaning of the other party's request for wine. He couldn't help but blurt out, "You want to learn body refining?"

Zhao Long smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's a little different from what the elders in the family taught! ”

Speaking of this, Yi Xifeng naturally didn't want to persuade him anymore, so he had to nod and say, "Okay! ”

......

Feeling the wine in his body tumbling, Zhao Long controlled this internal energy to wrap these wine gases and continuously send them to various acupuncture points around his body.

Gradually, the effect of the awakening wine began to play a role, although he did not have the unique support of Yi Xifeng's unique exercises, so that the wisps of wine qi turned into the power of the blood in the body, but the power of the medicine contained in this lilac wine also played its own role.

A chill rushed straight to his brain, making Zhao Long's originally chaotic thoughts gradually sober up after he was injured.

The reason why a person has no strength to fight again after being seriously injured is because the serious injury causes the warrior to lose part of his body control. On the other hand, and the most important reason, when people experience severe injury or pain, because of the sense of self-protection, the spirit will close itself off, and people will not feel so painful.

However, this seemingly self-protective subconscious has instead buried many martial artists.

The powerful divine soul controls the blood veins and muscles around the body, so that the originally hideous wound continues to shrink, presumably it should be no big deal if you don't let this injury happen again.

Fortunately, Yin Shisan's envoy is a narrow knife, if he changes to a double-edged straight knife like Zhao Long, a stab is enough for him to receive.

"Boom, boom!" With a series of roars from the field, Zhang Ming was blown out again with an embarrassed face. However, this time he was not as lucky as before, he was in mid-air, his face had already turned pale, and he was obviously injured a lot.

The brocade-clothed young man slowly landed from the sky, obviously canceling out the recoil of the blow just now, he looked at Zhao Long and Yi Xifeng, who had already stood up, and he said in a condensed voice:

"If you two don't die, help me go up to the top, three beat me one, you two look very happy!" Zhang Ming was obviously very aggrieved, and couldn't help but joke.

Yi Xifeng smiled a little shyly, looking embarrassed by the young man's words. However, what he said did not quite match his current expression, "Brother Zhang, it was you who said before that you were going to come to destroy Shahe to help!

Although the young man who was not white enough said this, he still picked up the piece and walked towards the yellow lion.

Seeing this, Zhao Long opened his mouth, but the young man who was not good at words didn't know what to say, so he had to say, "I'm not dead, then I'll try." ”

With that, a dodge came towards Yin Shisan, who was holding two knives.

Zhang Ming looked at these two people with some astonishment, he didn't expect that these two teenagers would really be afraid of death here. As soon as he thought of this, the young man couldn't help but slap himself in the face and muttered, "You won't be able to do it, besides?!"

But having said that, the figure of the young man did not hesitate at all, and went straight to the three people opposite.

Yin 13 saw that the blow just now hit the opponent's chest, and thought that this time it was impossible for the young man in brocade to continue to fight with the three of him unscathed as before.

However, to the surprise of the three of them, the two teenagers rushed up again with Zhang Ming at this time.

Yi Xifeng said that after all, the yellow lion only had the upper hand from beginning to end, but it did not cause any substantial damage to the white pure boy.

However, what surprised everyone the most was that Zhao Long chose to enter the battle again.

Yin Shisan looked at the stubborn young man with an indifferent face in front of him, and the man's eyes were no longer full of indifference before. The cold man saw a lot of things through the other party's eyes, with expectations, persistence, and calmness!

From Zhao Long's eyes, he saw his former self, but compared to Yin Shisan, this young man with two swords was a little less in his eyes.

What's that little bit of stuff?

It seems to be downish on life and death, but it's not, because Yin Shisan knows himself, and he is very afraid of death.

It seems to be calm about the battle, but it is not like it, because Zhao Long is also full of calmness and wisdom at this time.

......

Yin Shisan shook his head, no longer thinking about whether he had these or not, and faced the other party's double knives and slashed directly.