The original flame of the mountain peak, gradually cooled, the flame receded, except for some residual temperature, it was very different from what Fei Yang had seen before, giving people a feeling of being in a different world. Vertex X 23 U S

Holding the stone sword pulled out of the top of the mountain, Fei Yang's mind was confused.

Vaguely, he felt as if he had a lot of memories and knowledge that didn't belong to him.

But no matter how hard I think about it, I can't find any clue.

It's like having an impressive dream, everything that happened in the dream, there are vague feelings, but if you really have to distinguish it carefully, you can't get the answer at all.

This made Fei Yang feel a little discouraged.

The top of the mountain was no longer covered with terrifying flames, and Fei Yang was inevitably a little uneasy in his heart.

He didn't forget that just outside Jiao Mountain, there was a fierce maned tiger squatting, and he was forced into this perennial fiery cliff by such a fierce beast.

Pulling out the stone sword in the boulder was just a critical moment, an instinctive attempt.

Adjusting his breathing, calming his mind, Fei Yang mobilized the power of blood and qi in his body.

But halfway through, Fei Yang opened his eyes in surprise.

"The speed of cultivating blood qi has accelerated, and my bloodline seems to have been purified, and I can get more inheritance from my ancestors!"

The earlier Knights of Bloodrage used a technique that had been passed down from generation to generation to pass on the huge power they had accumulated.

When this inheritance is reached, the network formed is incomparably large, and it is no longer an independent individual that can be fully received.

Therefore, based on the Blood Fury Knight, more cultivation methods have been bred.

The source of power is the ancestors who passed away and left behind their power.

And it is the inheritor of the bloodline who receives the power.

The purer the bloodline, the stronger the bloodline inheritance power obtained, turning into a special qi that runs through the veins around the body.

The current human race all believe that this is a kind of bloodline power.

But standing at a high enough height, you can realize that this is not blood but faith at all.

Belief in ancestors, belief in blood, so with this faith, accumulated between heaven and earth over time, gathering huge energy.

And how much power can be extracted from this energy mass for one's own use depends on some more mysterious imprints, as well as absolute belief in oneself, and the special exercises inherited such as opening the secret and other comprehensive factors, which cannot be determined by the purity of the bloodline.

The current Terrans, on the path of the Blood Wrath Knight, although they are moving forward correctly, there is a great deviation in their understanding.

Of course, it can't be said to be a mistake.

Looking at the problem from the perspective of the macrocosm of the world, there is no view in this world that is absolutely wrong.

Because of its appearance and existence itself, it represents a refraction of the laws of the universe. And the ideas that will appear when they are recognized cannot be regarded as wrong.

His strength has grown to a certain extent, and Fei Yang is a little excited.

However, the swelling of the muscles in his body told Fei Yang that he could not continue to draw strength and improve his body and qi and blood.

Since this was the case, Fei Yang began to change his boxing skills.

Fei Yang's boxing method is called Blood Moving Boxing, although it is a big road, but because Fei Yang's family specially according to the characteristics of the family bloodline, certain deletions and modifications have been made, which is not the same as the blood boxing in the outside world.

Either way, this is the only punch that Fei Yang will have.

Because the bloodline is not pure, it is destined to have no development potential, and Fei Yang's status in the family, not to mention humble, is not high, and it is better than those slaves.

With the flow of energy, some of the moves that were originally too fancy in Fei Yang's eyes have a new effect, and there is a rhythm between each move, which is obviously a boxing technique that has been tempered by countless ancestors.

"Legend has it that every major martial art is a peerless martial art that has been buried. Could it be that the same is true of the Blood Fist?" Fei Yang couldn't help but muttered to himself. After all, the adventure of not figuring out the purpose has made him have some very different expectations for himself.

"The changes in moving blood fists are all between moving and moving, moving is the potential, and it is also our body. Luck is energy and soul. The body and soul are very compatible, which is already the limit of this boxing method, and the role is to let us know our bodies well and send and receive them from the heart. Although it is a good boxing method to lay the foundation, it is not a mastery. A boxing technique is too rigid and strict, although it is suitable for countless people, but it has also lost its characteristics, and moves without characteristics cannot be learned at all. A clear voice rang out from behind Fei Yang.

"Which one again!" Fei Yang put away his fists, his whole body tense like a cheetah.

"Follow the wind in the lower willows! Passing by in the middle of the night, begging for a place to rest!" A man in white walked in lightly, looking elegant and extraordinary. But his name doesn't seem to be sincere.

What Liu Suifeng, Jun Moxiao, this type of name has long been used in some knights' books, and it is probably a little more sincere than Zhang San and Li Si.

Fei Yang's gaze quickly swept over him.

"Landscape fans, jasper pendants, hostas, white clothes, white shoes and angry gold and bronze swords!"

Feeling Fei Yang's eyes full of meaning, the white-clothed man who claimed to be 'Liu Suifeng' shook his fan gently, but his eyes naturally slid over the stone sword on Fei Yang's waist.

The third watch didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and ran to the deep mountains and old forests to find a place to rest.

This kind of bad excuse can't even be fooled by novice readers who are just getting started!

Fei Yang does not have a high IQ and is not a Wisdom Flow player.

But I'm not stupid enough to believe what others say.

He is just a lonely Fei family, an inconspicuous descendant of impure blood, who does not have such a big face, attracting such a person to visit in the middle of the night.

With that, Fei Yang tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand.

A warm energy was coming from the hilt of the sword, which made Fei Yang even more convinced that he was getting a treasure.

"You know what? You're really lucky. Seeing Fei Yang's guarded expression, the white-clothed willow sighed, and then took a step back, indicating that he was not hostile.

"This is a brave sword! A thousand years ago, the ancestors of the human race used this sword to kill an evil dragon. Liu Suifeng seemed to be deliberate, and he only said half of what he said, which made Fei Yang can't help but itch his teeth.

"Evil dragon?" Fei Yang asked, confused.

Liu Suifeng said maliciously and slowly: "Yes, the evil dragon! right at your feet, you pulled out the sword that killed it or sealed it, and it won't be long before it should be resurrected." ”

Fei Yang's heart jumped, although he didn't know if what the other party said was true or not, but if it was true, then he would be in trouble.

But listening to the willow with the wind, he smiled again: "Of course this is a lie to you, even the oldest ancient dragon cannot be pierced into the head by a stone sword that penetrates the will of the ancient human race warriors, and after being suppressed for thousands of years, it still retains its vitality." ”