"This fist is called the Yuan Tribulation Fist. ”

"Life and calamity are a circle, survival in calamity, life is calamity, the power of the enemy is my power, and my power may also be the power of the enemy. ”

"Martial arts is the art of using power. ”

A waning moon half-hidden behind thick clouds hangs over the snow-covered night sky.

A terrible, piercing wolf howl echoed through the snow-covered mountains.

Ye Mingke ran on the barren ridge on the snowy night, and the mountains in front of him were snow wolves that ran up and shot like silver.

These snow wolves are extremely large, and their length is more than one zhang, and the head wolf with bright golden horns that growls at the moon from time to time is several zhang long, extremely tall, like a small moving snow mound.

Ye Mingke stepped like thunder, snatched into the snow wolf pack from behind, and reached out to grab the long hair on a snow wolf beside him.

The snow wolf that was running wildly suddenly looked back and wanted to devour, and the two raised sharp front paws grabbed towards Ye Mingke with a swift wind.

Ye Mingke, who was holding the long hair on the side of the snow wolf's neck, approached the snow wolf, bent his elbow and struck horizontally, and his elbow hit the jaw of the snow wolf's head, smashing the big mouth with sharp fangs open.

The snow wolf howled in pain, but the two sharp front claws still grabbed towards Ye Mingke.

Ye Mingke let go of the snow wolf's long hair in his hand, and instead reached out to grab the two sharp front paws, and due to the huge inertia, the body that was still rushing forward, with the snow wolf that had lost its center of gravity, fell towards the ground on the side, unloading the huge force brought by the snow wolf's sharp front paws.

At the same time, he grabbed the wolf's claw's hands and turned slightly, slamming downward.

Mixed with the snow wolf's miserable howl, there were two crisp sounds of broken bones, and he twisted the joints of the snow wolf's front legs with his grasp of the joints.

The huge snow wolf was brought to the ground by him with the power of the snow wolf's own bite, and then Ye Mingke, who also fell to the ground, fell out of the ground, and slammed his back on a boulder on the mountain.

A muffled "click" sounded.

Ye Mingming, who fell on the snow, bounced up and pounced on the other snow wolf.

And the snow wolf, whose head was a foot long, and whose waist was smashed on the boulder, was only left with a miserable howl and could not get up.

Under Ye Mingke's precisely controlled angle, the moment he smashed on the boulder had already broken the spine of the snow wolf's waist.

Ye Mingke, who pounced on the other giant wolves, shook his right hand, which was still numb from the impact of the huge force when he grabbed the wolf's claws, and felt a little rap about the strength of these giant wolves.

If the snow wolf just now is purely in terms of strength, it is not much different from him, equivalent to a master of martial arts who has just entered the innate realm, and is equivalent to the immortal Dao Sutra.

Ye Mingke looked at the group of giant wolves fleeing frantically in the snow mountains, and couldn't help but think of the information about this group of snow wolves that the old beggar had just told him

Snow demon wolves, living in the snowy mountains of the north, like to eat people. The power is infinite, and the rush is like electricity.

But although the name has the word demon, it is only a beast, and its intelligence is not high, so it cannot be practiced.

However, even if they can't practice, these innate xenomorphs can be about equal to the masters of the peak of martial arts when they are adults, and a few can be equivalent to innate masters, and the wolf king can be equivalent to the masters of the nine-story building of the martial arts.

This group of giant wolves who have been wandering in the Longling Mountains for many years, although they have not come out of the mountains many times, but every time they go out of the Longling Mountains, they will bring great disasters to the people on the edge of the Longling.

The immortal cultivators on duty don't care.

The old beggar looked for them in the snow ridge for several years, but the Wanli Dragon Ridge was too vast and he couldn't find them, until tonight, when the old beggar was teaching Ye Mingke to rob boxing, he finally encountered the white demons in the snow mountain.

According to the words that the old beggar said with a laugh, it just happened that the life robbery fist was not suitable for feeding moves, and it was best to demonstrate it in actual combat, this group of giant wolves who were famous in the north had become a living boxing pile for Ye Mingke to practice boxing all the way and the old beggar to teach boxing all the way.

Ye Mingke's eyes were full of huge wolf mouths and a pair of sharp wolf claws, Ye Mingke's attack reversed the past relying on a strong physique, violent and brave style, walking in the surging wolves, like a fluttering flying tent, moving with the surging wolves, but it was never engulfed.

This was the unloading and borrowing he learned on the third and fourth nights.

In a few shots, his palms and fingers smashed on the vital points and joints of these giant wolves, and after the cloth, although there was not much blood in the giant wolves that pounced, the bones and joints were broken, and only the ability to wail and crawl on the snow remained.

This was the joint technique he learned on the second night.

Although he has precise control and spiritual eye perception, Ye Mingke, who has never learned any martial arts skills, originally relied on instinct and courage to fight with his life, and broke the enemy with strength and strength.

Ye Mingke, who beat himself to a blur of flesh and blood as soon as he fought, was the first time to fight so freely and chicly, and for the first time he experienced the subtlety of martial arts that turned battle into an art.

But after all, this is not just practicing boxing, even if the wolves are mainly fleeing frantically, the pressure on Ye Mingke, who has fallen too deep into the wolf pack, has reached the limit, and the cloth clothes that seem to be floating freely between the wolf's claws have also begun to be stained with blood.

And the head wolf and a small group of wolves in front had already broken away from the rear troops harassed by Ye Mingke, and they were almost hidden in the dense forest.

Kill all the wolves tonight, and don't let one go, or there will be another wolf disaster in decades.

The old beggar, who had been just walking behind the wolves like a leisurely stroll, and had frightened the wolves into frantically fleeing, finally quickened his pace and cut into the wolves like a quick knife that cut off water.

It's a circle.

The moment the old beggar cut into the wolves, in Ye Mingke's perception, it seemed that there was suddenly an extra circle in the field, and this circle contained the old beggar, him and the galloping giant wolves around him.

Obviously, everything was still changing as fast as lightning, but in Ye Mingke's perception, it all seemed to slow down.

No, it's not just that Ye Mingke's perception has slowed down, but Ye Mingke's movements have slowed down along with the giant wolf's movements.

Heaven and earth and rhyme.

This is the vision that accompanies the martial arts cultivators on the twelfth floor of the martial arts when they operate the small world in their bodies.

The snow does not get wet, and the dust is difficult to approach.

The old beggar once said to Ye Mingke that the reason why heaven and earth and rhyme can change and affect the big world is because the human body superimposes the small world and the big world, so the human body is heavier than the space of the big world where it is located.

It was obviously an ethereal and invisible qi, but the things that were shrouded were suddenly changed.

The old beggar who cut into the wolf pack shot.

The flow of force has a trajectory, just like water.

This is how Ye Mingke felt when he saw the old beggar make a move.

All the power of the giant wolf shrouded in the scope of heaven and earth and rhyme seemed to be enclosed in a circle, moving with the movement of the old beggar.

The old beggar pulled the paw of a giant wolf who finally couldn't help but pounce on him, and the direction of the giant wolf changed slightly, hitting a giant wolf in front of him who was running wildly, and the giant wolf that was running desperately hit a giant wolf on the side, and the one on the side that was running normally was coerced by the superimposed huge force, and one fell on a huge rock in the snow, blood splashed.

The old beggar marched among the giant wolves, seemingly meaningless in the palm of his fist, fast and slow, moving forward and dragging the wolves off the pack.

The two giant wolves, who were originally running side by side, finally collided with each other's heads and shattered each other to death, and one giant wolf who wanted to escape from the side finally crashed into the other giant wolf and fell into the deep valley next to the snow ridge.

One wolf after another, he borrowed the power to kill themselves.

The old beggar seemed to be stirring up a line of force among the wolves, and he carried it through one giant wolf after another, and none of the wolves could stand in the way of a line that ran through almost all their strength.

However, in a few dozen breaths, dozens of snow wolves that had been borrowed from the chaos were lying on the snow, faintly forming a circle.

The old beggar didn't stay, because in this short period of time, the wolf king and the seven or eight strongest snow wolves in front of him were only the last back, and they were about to disappear in the mountains and forests.

The old beggar let out a long breath, and with the unexhausted strength of that line, he rose up, and flew across nearly a hundred zhang to intercept the path of more than a dozen giant wolves that were about to escape.

The old beggar slowly raised his fist, and his fist was rushing.

In Ye Mingke's perception, the circle once again opened and enveloped the head wolf and more than a dozen of the strongest snow demon wolves.

But the reason why the only wolf king with golden horns on his head was able to match the martial arts nine-story building, which can be said to be a master who is already the top realm of martial arts today.

The Snow Demon Wolf King can resist snow like a water immortal cultivator, and he can also gather his wolves to strengthen his ability to resist snow.

As if anticipating that there was nowhere to escape, more than a dozen snow demon wolves slowed down and roared in unison at the old beggar, and in Ye Mingke's perception, the already very rich blue light points between heaven and earth were surging towards these snow demon wolves.

Although Ye Mingke still didn't have much opportunity to come into contact with the knowledge of cultivating immortals. But now he probably also knew that the elf-like point of light he felt when he opened the spiritual eye perception in the town was actually the most basic power of the immortal path - aura.

Most of the auras between heaven and earth are divided into five colors, corresponding to the five elements, followed by some different kinds of aura, such as the gray mist that Ye Mingke felt in the misty sea. Monks, on the other hand, generally only practice one of the five elements.

The blue light point is the aura of the water system.

The aura of those water systems frantically converged towards the Snow Demon Wolf King.

Although the old beggar has no spiritual eyes, he seems to have felt the changes between heaven and earth, standing in front of the snow wolf, his fist changes slightly, and he bows forward, like holding a round bow.

His old and energetic voice echoed through the snowy mountains.

"Minko. Watch. ”

"Boom" "Roar"

The roars of those snow wolves rang out at about the same time as the whistling of the snow waves.

The moment the snowflakes exploded, they obscured Ye Mingke's vision.

But after Ye Mingke, who had opened his spiritual eye, closed his eyes, he could still see the blue light of the turbulent water system aura in that area.

The old beggar did not use Gang Qi to break through Yi Yi's defense like Liu Xi did before, but superimposed heaven and earth with his fist and rhyme.

All the aura is channeled and bound within that circle.

The Snow Demon Wolf King, who had attacked again and again to no avail, summoned the water aura of heaven and earth more intensely again and again, and more and more aura converged into that circle.

In Ye Mingke's perception, the blue in the circle became brighter and brighter, and finally it was like a bright blue moon ring.

And the light on this blue moon wheel is not only full of cracks, but it is about to burst open.