Chapter Eighty-Five: Breathe in the Vitality
"Huhu~"
The speed and strength are absolutely above Yang Zhen, and at this moment, Yang Zhen's arms suddenly shook, and the momentum on his body turned into a red giant arm tiger state.
With only one fight, Yang Zhen used all the vitality in his body with both arms, and grabbed two astonishing huge tiger palms towards the man and the sword that was killing.
Boom!
This is Yang Zhen's strongest state, the left and right tiger palms and the sword mangs are domineeringly grasped together, I didn't expect that this time the tiger palms actually blocked the attack of the sword mang, but the tiger shadow was a little shocked, and Yang Zhen was also a little dizzy.
"Oh?"
The other party was taken aback, in such a short period of time, the stunned luster suddenly turned into murderous intent, and he didn't expect him to suddenly grab a spiritual light from his hand.
"Strike first, I can't ignore an opponent like you ...... the Transformation Yuan Realm" The man controlled the aura, and when the sword was suppressed, a flying knife with aura suddenly came out of his hand.
However....
Yang Zhen, who seemed to be struggling to resist, was also struggling under the tiger shadow, controlling the momentum of the tiger shadow all over his body, and then grabbed the void with his right hand, and then violently slapped a sword light.
Woohoo!
A flying knife light, as well as a sword light, one up and down, in the momentum of the two fighting, like a meteor in the air, killing each other.
Disheveled... Laugh at!
A black flying knife that was slightly longer than his hand smashed the tiger shadow out of a gap with one blow, and when he hit Yang Zhen inside, when he dodged, he watched the flying knife fly past his left waist with wide eyes.
Laugh at!
And the other party also heard the sound of momentum breaking, and a flying sword absolutely shattered the stubble man's momentum, just piercing his heart.
"IāI actually died at the hands of a metamorphosis realm mole or an ant... This is... High-grade Lingbao... The sky doesn't have long eyes!"
With a bang, the stubble man vomited blood, and after a few seconds, he fell to the ground and struggled.
And the tiger shadow also trembled and disappeared, only to see that Yang Zhen had a deep knife wound on his left waist, and he was also bubbling with blood, but he gritted his teeth, first pulled out the black flying knife from the trunk behind him, and then walked towards the stubble man step by step.
The man's desperate eyes were survival or fear, but he no longer had the slightest strength to speak, and he shrank on the ground with cold shivers, wrapped in sand and fallen leaves, very desolate.
The Starstripe Spirit Sword was pulled out from his body with Yang Zhen's strength, and then dragged the man step by step towards the depths.
In a haystack, Yang Zhen held down the wound, dressed it with chewed herbs, wrapped it around and around with a coarse cloth, and then looked at the stubble man who still had a breath, and couldn't wait to urge the Wuji Qi vein: "I want to urge the Wuji Star Absorbing Technique, trying to absorb the vitality in the corpse." ā
With a bang, the vitality in his body surged in the infinite qi veins like a mountain and a tsunami, and his hands slowly grabbed the man who was still trembling.
"According to the Infinite Star Absorbing Technique, you must first inject your own vitality into the opponent's dantian, connect it with the thirty-six qi veins, and then urge the infinite qi veins to absorb the essence from the opponent's qi veins..."
His eyes were like stars, ignoring the sharp pain in his waist, his eyebrows were raised, his face was full of surprise, and his hands gradually grasped the man's lower abdomen, and two vitality came out of his palms.
"You..."
The man who still breathed a sigh of relief seemed to know what Yang Zhen was going to do to him, and his pupils continued to dilate.
It is estimated that this is what ordinary people call a good death.
"Anyway, you're going to die here, and I'm going to devour your vitality and help me break through to strength, so you can watch slowly!"
Vitality poured into the lower abdomen, combining the senses of the whole body with vitality, and this was the first time that power and senses poured into the enemy's body.
In the misty feeling that the other person's body is as deep as the ocean, this is the human body, which is worthy of the most mysterious treasure given by nature.
After half a pillar of incense, Yang Zhen, whose eyes were shining, was pleasantly surprised to sense the thirty-six qi veins in the depths of the other party's dantian, although they were not very clear, but most of them had obtained positions.
Then he controlled the vitality to cover these qi veins, and after a while, as Yang Zhen shouted the Infinite Star Absorbing Technique, his hands went up and grabbed the void slightly.
Hissing, a stream of vitality came out smoothly from the opponent's lower abdomen, and at this moment, the Wuji Qi veins in the depths of Yang Zhen's dantian were like a ball of Yuan Qi veins, and the Yuan Qi was absorbing the power of human hiding in a circulating state, and the strength of the whole body absorbed the external power quickly and amazingly.
This time it is not to absorb the natural aura, but to absorb the vitality directly from the enemy's body, and it is obvious that the opponent's vitality is inhaled into his hands, Yang Zhen is in this state, and he feels that the Wuji Qi pulse slowly has a feeling of self-running, and with his strength, he absorbs the vitality faster and faster, which is the magic of qigong.
Smack!
Pity is a strong stubble man, and finally after holding on for more than an hour, he struggled a few times and fell to the ground, leaving a pair of big round eyes with a crooked neck, and died in pain.
Yang Zhen didn't have the slightest pity when he saw this, if he had been expelled from the mountain a year ago, and he couldn't accidentally discover the secret of the wordless Heavenly Book and solve the problem of cultivation, then he would have died at the hands of the Wang family, maybe he would have died under his own knife, even if he returned to the Wuji Sect, if he was not strong because of his hard work, he had already been poisoned by Li Shaoyan and Zhou Jun.
It's not difficult to die, but it's hard to face the despair of being powerless in life and death, and this kind of despair Yang Zhen has experienced countless times a year ago.
"It's amazing, the other party's vitality poured into my human hide, and directly began to fill the human treasure space, and the strength is strong all the time..."
After another period of time, in the state of absorbing the power of the cold corpse, he sensed the crazy circulation of the Wuji Qi vein, and the human treasure in the body was significantly improved after absorbing the external vitality, Yang Zhen was overjoyed because of this, and he finally slowly mastered the peerless means of the Wuji Sect.
"Wuji Ding, yes, I have now cultivated the Wuji Qi Vein around the human Tibet, and I can start collecting the corpses of powerful creatures, after constantly mastering the Wuji Qi Vein, when the opportunity is ripe, I can try to use the sacrifice to urge the Wuji Ding to communicate with the heavens, and have the power of sacrifice, this is another peerless method left by the Wuji Sect, which is unheard of. ā
A big tripod popped up in his mind, and under the dense power of the Wuji Star Absorbing Technique, Yang Zhen thought of another key inheritance of the Wuji Sect, the power of sacrifice.
It is not easy to urge the sacrifice, it requires a lot of preparation and more powerful power, and he can only study the Wuji Ding if he truly masters the Wuji Qi Vein.
After all, the Wuji Ding is a true treasure, and it is difficult to urge without true qi, and if you rely on the Wuji Qi pulse to urge it, the difficulty can be imagined.
"According to the Wuji Star Absorbing Technique, cultivating the true qi in the body of the Wuji Qi vein is the 'Wuji True Qi', and only then can you be regarded as a true disciple of the Wuji Sect. All the surprises before were quiet, and Yang Zhen said as usual: "It is estimated that in the entire Wuji Sect, it is impossible for there to be a second person who can absorb the stars of Wuji, then I, Yang Zhen, can be regarded as a true disciple of the Wuji Sect 30,000 years ago..."
Another six days had passed, fortunately the weather was cold, and the corpse did not stink, but at this time, the vitality absorbed from the hands had faded into the smoke.