Chapter 49: Artistic Conception

"It's been a long time, but Deacon Wan's strength has grown. ”

In the dense forest, a voice came from the shadows, and many warriors looked around in disbelief.

Wan Quanming snorted coldly: "Hmph, who is pretending to be a ghost? Get out of here." ”

Li Lingxu landed lightly in front of the clearing, standing in front of Ning Yang, looking at Wan Quanming's eyes, full of battle intent.

"Is it you, a shrunken turtle?" Wan Quanming saw clearly that it was Li Lingxu, and couldn't help but laugh sarcastically, after the first battle that day, all the cities were plastered with Li Lingxu's wanted bounty notice, but Li Lingxu was not captured for a long time, and he thought that Li Lingxu was hiding.

Li Ling smiled faintly, he didn't care, his ability to speak was nothing more than a waste of saliva, and said, "There is a lot of nonsense. ”

Wan Quanming's face turned pale, he glanced at Ning Yang behind Li Lingxu, and said: "Fenglin Village is really talented, hehe, today, I will let you die without a place to bury." ”

The moment Ning Yang saw Li Lingxu appear, he quietly withdrew the talisman that had already been pinched in his hand, glanced at Li Lingxu, and said, "Brother Li, this person's strength is not weak, but don't underestimate the enemy." ”

The main Ning Yang couldn't perceive Li Lingxu's realm, and could only rely on the instinct of the long sword he had encountered before to tell him that Li Lingxu was more powerful than him, and seeing Li Lingxu so calm and light, he was afraid that he would suffer a loss when he was young.

Li Lingxu nodded, glanced at the dozen or so martial artists around him, and said lightly: "I know, can you still move?"

Ning Yang struggled to get up, the punch just now was the strongest punch that Wan Quanming had refined, even if Ning Yang blocked it with his sword, he was not lightly injured at the moment, and in the process of getting up, he touched the wound, and couldn't help but gasp, and said with a smile: "Hiss~, it's okay, hand over these miscellaneous pieces to me." ”

Li Lingxu didn't say anything more, staring at Wan Quanming with burning eyes, he didn't have much experience in the previous battle, but now that his strength has improved, he is more willing to try his current physical strength.

Since the last time he fought with Li Lingxu, Wan Quanming has not always stood still, and his strength has also improved.

If it was before, he would not necessarily win or lose with Ning Yang, but now, he has almost stepped into the realm of the grandmaster with half a foot, and if the grandmaster does not come out, who can do anything?

Wan Quanming looked at Li Lingxu, and faintly felt that Li Lingxu was different from the last time, and subconsciously, he told him that this person was not simple.

Li Lingxu clenched his long fist, just a random punch, like an angry dragon going out to sea, and the trees around him were all crushed by this squeezing force.

Ning Yang was holding a sword to fight against the dozen or so martial artists, although he was seriously injured, he was still at ease against more than a dozen acquired martial artists, and seeing Li Lingxu's bland punch, his heart actually set off a storm.

Is he in this mood?

For a martial artist, the artistic conception is more ethereal than the state of mind.

When a person's spiritual energy is completely integrated, the artistic conception can be achieved, and each move has its own meaning.

The sword has sword intent, and the fist has fist intent.

But if any move is related to the artistic conception, then this move has at least reached the level of Xuan-level martial arts.

Ning Yang often thought that he was the top genius of the younger generation in Fucheng, but after cultivating for more than ten years, he had not been able to comprehend the sword intent, and at this moment, Li Lingxu was able to carry the intent with just a random punch, and he was suddenly a little ashamed of himself.

In fact, Li Lingxu didn't know what the artistic conception was, but after the last battle, he often recalled the feeling of using his last sword in the first battle that day.

Under the slow exploration, I realized the artistic conception of it, with my own unwillingness, with my own self-confidence, and with my own will.

Now the first punch seems to be unremarkable, but it gathers the spirit of Li Lingxu's whole person.

Wan Quanming was even more shocked in his heart, it was actually fist intent?

The last time he fought with Li Lingxu, he could clearly feel that although Li Lingxu had good physical fitness, he was only an innate martial artist with internal and external cultivators, and his moves were scarce, and even the enemy seemed to be a little handy, and the only thing that shocked him was the strongest sword that Li Lingxu wielded.

He also gained a lot from Li Lingxu's sword, otherwise he would not have improved in just one month, and he was only one step away from stepping into the realm of the grandmaster.

He believes that when he encounters Li Lingxu again, he can blow Li Lingxu up with a punch at will.

But now, it seems that Li Lingxu has made a lot of progress, and in just one month, he has comprehended the artistic conception.

Li Lingxu's fist style was approaching, and in Wan Quanming's eyes, it was not a fist, but a dragon, an angry dragon.

Wan Quanming's heart was shocked, but he didn't dare to retreat, he could feel that this angry dragon was coming straight towards him with scorching battle intent.

As soon as the thought flashed, Wan Quanming shouted, and in the flesh and blood, the true yuan surged, and the flesh fist was covered with a layer of earthy yellow true yuan, which met Li Lingxu's punch.

He also used all his strength in this punch, and the external martial artist quenched his body with the true element, and some time ago, he also realized the innate body protection Gang Qi, this earthy yellow true element, which is the body protection Gang Qi.

Boom~

The fists collided, and a huge wave of qi came out from the collision, and the surrounding martial artists were shocked back far away, and even Ning Yang's serious injury at the moment was also affected, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The surrounding trees were cut off by this wave of qi, and even some demon beasts that couldn't avoid were also killed on the spot, and the entire mountain forest was wiped out.

Li Lingxu fell steadily, looked at his unscathed fist, and smiled with satisfaction.

Wan Quanming, on the other hand, was not so lucky, and he retreated a few feet in mid-air before he could stop his body, his legs had already sunk deep into the ground, and a deep ravine was plowed on the ground.

Wan Quanming's face was flushed, and the qi on his hands had already given birth to layers of cracks, although he looked embarrassed, but at least unscathed.

Li Lingxu was not surprised, if one punch could kill Wan Quanming, it would be whimsical, this was just a punch that he did not carry aura.

Wan Quanming snorted coldly and said, "Good boy, don't be impressed for three days." ”

"Next, it's my turn. ”

Wan Quanming's fist flipped over, and there was an extra fist glove on it, the fist glove was made of unknown materials, and there were five spikes that emitted a cold white light, which looked incomparably sharp.

Wan Quanming looked at Li Lingxu's looking eyes, smiled proudly, and actually began to explain the origin of this weapon.

"Hmph, this is the proud work of Master Guo of Minglan County, called the Deadly Iron Fist. All high-grade weapons are only one step away from reaching the list of spiritual weapons. ”

"It is made of thousand-year-old cold iron, and it is specially used to break defenses, and with a martial artist like me, it is simply like a tiger with wings. ”

"One force breaks everything. ”

Li Lingxu plucked out his ears and blew it, he was not interested in listening to his nonsense, he didn't enjoy the fight just now, it doesn't matter what kind of weapon made by a master you are.

Wan Quanming looked at Li Lingxu's indifferent appearance, his heart was furious, his right fist was clenched, and a faint halo appeared on the fist glove.

This kid is really looking for death!