The battle on the terrace was so scorching that few people paid attention to the situation in the lower reaches of the river.

On the bank of the river downstream, Jiang Yichen, whose clothes were hard to tell what color it was, lay on the ground with his hands on his heart, panting violently, and his body was trembling constantly.

Despite his shirts and trousers, his knees were still bleeding from the sand and gravel.

His heart was swelling and contracting!

When it swelled, it was as if a ball the size of a ripe watermelon was stuffed into his chest, and it continued to swell, almost crushing his sternum!

When it shrinks, it is as if the heart has been stolen away, and it does not exist in the chest cavity, but the front and back of the chest are squeezing other viscera in the opposite direction!

This kind of pain is very unbearable.

Jiang Yichen was still wet with layers of cold sweat on his forehead, forehead, and hair.

The Dao blood mouth that was frozen with only a little frost and snow true qi all cracked, spilling blood again.

But in an instant, every inch of Jiang Yichen's exposed skin was white and bloodless.

Even in such circumstances, Jiang Yichen still clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and did not faint.

In this boundless pain, he chose to submit and he would sink, but fortunately, his heart did not break down and he grasped a life-saving straw.

- He can still clench his fists and grit his teeth, which means that his strength is recovering!

Where does all this energy come from?

Jiang Yichen quickly thought of the scene on the sword dance during the Hundred Flowers Conference, and knew that most of the changes on his body were related to the smell of blood that filled Fang Tiandi.

It's just that the smell of blood at that time made him feel quite comfortable, but now he has no time to suffer and torture.

He began to force himself to adapt and even enjoy the thick smell of blood.

After his strength recovered a few more points, he added a lot of ruthlessness, bit his upper and lower lips, and forced out a mouthful of essence blood from between his lips and directly in his mouth.

The bitterness of the mouth obviously did not bring any pain-relieving effect, but it seemed to have succeeded in stimulating the heart, and the degree and speed of the swelling and contraction reached the extreme!

Jiang Yichen only felt that one moment his body seemed to explode from his chest, and the next moment it seemed like a pair of invisible hands were about to squeeze him into a meat patty!

The body is still like this, and the various destruction and oppression of the internal organs and meridians are even greater.

Fortunately, everything didn't last long, and after less than ten breaths, it was completely calm.

If it weren't for the fact that the pain around him that seemed to be broken and broken had not yet faded, and the new blood marks on his knees, palms, and lips were still confirmed, I am afraid that Jiang Yichen would only attribute all this to an inexplicable nightmare.

Of course, he knew very well that the painful experience just now was all due to the Yin Feng Gong of the Netherworld Sect, but he was not prepared for this unspeakable torture.

Was it a reservation in the night? Or was it an accident that no one had ever encountered this disaster before?

At this moment, he was not allowed to delve deeper, he had to recover as soon as possible and rush back to the condensing terrace.

Standing up again, Jiang Yichen didn't need to check carefully, he could clearly feel the space opened up by the three exercises of the water system, the wood system, and the yin system in the dantian, and two of them had already shown a consistent situation.

Ye Di once said that the Huangquan Sect Master found that there was an excellent fit between "Yin Feng Gong" and "Frost and Snow True Qi", and there was a possibility of combining the two if they were cultivated properly.

Jiang Yichen first received the seventy-seven forty-nine days of ten thousand poisons quenched his body, and then practiced the "Yin Wind Gong", after ups and downs to the eighth level, and now, in this bloody slaughter, he broke through this supreme inner strength mental method from the Netherworld Sect to the tenth supreme realm!

As the so-called rising tide lifts all boats, "Frost and Snow True Qi", which is inextricably linked to "Yin Feng Gong", was affected by it, and also broke through the inherent shackles of inferior internal strength, and reached the tenth entry realm, echoing and blending with "Yin Feng Gong".

The space occupied by the two exercises in the dantian was much smaller than before, but they were like a bottomless pit frantically ingesting the power of nature in this heaven and earth to fill the needs!

If Jiang Yichen was powerless before, he is now unable to move.

The condensing terrace, a place of poetry and immortality, is like a vast ocean.

He is a hole in the ocean.

The surging power of heaven and earth poured into his dantian hole like endless seawater!

The water rises again, and the boat rises again!

Water and wood, the most difficult to explore the "Meditation and Forgetfulness Method" is also under this crazy cramming, rising to the seventh realm!

In terms of quantity, Jiang Yichen's current skill cultivation has reached the full load of three medium ships!

In terms of cultivation alone, Jiang Yichen is no longer inferior to the heads of some small and medium-sized sects, even if he fights with the night corpse again, he has enough confidence to compete with them.

But the power of heaven and earth that continued to gather did not stop.

No matter how good Jiang Yichen's "appetite" is, he will never be able to use the power of heaven and earth in a hurry.

He didn't know how to turn off the "valve" that drew the power of heaven and earth, so he had to find an outlet to discharge the power of the wilderness, otherwise he would definitely end up dying in an explosion.

Bounded by the condensation terrace, downstream of the river, Jiang Yichen is making a silent struggle with himself and the same heaven and earth.

In the upper reaches of the river, eight men were engaged in a fierce battle.

But I saw that the eight figures jumped out of the water one foot high.

Seven of them were dressed in black, four of them held chains to hold a down-to-earth middle-aged man in the center, and the other three held swords around them on three sides.

The down-and-out middle-aged man raised the big wide knife with a white cloth wrapped around the hilt, which was Chu Shangu.

It is not difficult to imagine that at first, the seven Dongying killers successfully restrained Chu Shan Gu in the river through cooperative battles, but I don't know if it was a moment of negligence, or Chu Shan Gu, who was fighting the trapped beasts, was particularly powerful, and actually let him jump out of the water to break the temporary deadlock.

At the moment, the two sides seem to be in a stalemate, but the seven Dongying killers undoubtedly still have the absolute upper hand, because the number of companions who have lost under the knife of this down-wrenched middle-aged man has reached more than 30 people, and they have to be cautious about this hard, difficult to gnaw and thorny bone that is easy to hurt the mouth.

Chu Shangu didn't let the seven people wait too long, and responded before his body fell.

The right arm was bound by chains, which did not prevent him from moving his wrist, and the rough hand holding the hilt of the knife made a woman-like gentle caressing gesture, as if his hand was touching a peach branch of ice and snow, for fear of destroying the heavenly thing.

Chu Shangu's subtle movements naturally all fell into the eyes of the seven Dongying killers, and they were already very vigilant, but the big wide knife only flickered slightly, but in fact, it swept out a fierce and incomparable strength!

The energy suddenly came out, and one of the Dongying killers holding the chains didn't have time to react, and watched as his hands were shattered into flesh foam, and the white bones appeared!

Smack!

As soon as the sound of eight falling waters sounded, except for the Dongying killer whose hands were abolished and let go of the chain and fell straight into the water, whether it was Chu Shangu or the other six Dongying killers, they all took advantage of the reaction force of their feet to slap the river and made the next move.

The three Dongying killers with chains all turned their backs to Chu Shan and galloped on the water, hoping to strangle each other!

The three people with swords in their hands swept diagonally from the river, and they were about to slash with their swords!

Although one person was removed, the chain on the body was extremely integral, and Chu Shangu's right arm was still difficult to exert freely, only his legs were still free, so he attached the face of the big wide knife to the side of his right leg, and once again stepped into the water to meet the enemy.

Controlled by the increasingly tight chains, Chu Shangu only jumped from the water less than three feet high this time.

But for Chu Shangu, this height is enough.

I saw that he threw his legs in the air, as if he was treading snow to find plums, and each leg landed accurately on the knife slashed by Dongying's killer.

The knife is like a leg, the leg is like a knife, the knife and the leg are used together, and the leg is like a chopping knife, which is unpredictable!

The three killers knew that Chu Shangu only had one knife on his body, but when he shook his legs, they would always mistakenly think that he had two knives or even three knives if he had two legs!

Poof!

The muffled sound of flesh and bone separation.

Immediately after, there was the sound of three meat balls falling into the river!

There are three more headless corpses in the river, and it won't take long for Chu Shangu to get out of the current predicament.

At the right time.

The clouds in the sky quietly moved.

The green pines on the river bank and beside the mountain road shivered.

The Mirror River, which has been broken to pieces, is actually rolling up rolling waves!

The wind is blowing!

The wind is a vicious wind!

The wind rises seven or eight feet south of the condensing terrace.

There's a sword-wielding man riding the wind and waves!