Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Four Seasons

Quietly glanced at the father and daughter of the Qi family who fell asleep not far away, Chen Ziang's body twisted like a long snake, clinging to the ground and sliding out silently for several meters, pressing lightly on the ground with one hand, and his body flew up obliquely forward.

The series of movements did not make a sound from beginning to end, and did not alarm anyone.

The true qi in the body circulates rapidly according to the specific meridian acupuncture points, and the wind god steps on it, and the wind under his feet instantly crosses several meters.

The martial arts of the Qi Refining Period are much more complicated than those of the Body Refining Period, in addition to requiring the cooperation of True Qi and the physical body, there are also some things that Chen Ziang does not understand.

According to the records of the treasured classics in the palace library, martial arts during the Qi refining period need to understand the emotions of all things in the world and all living beings, so that the maximum power of martial arts can be brought into play.

As for how to do it, the statements of each classic are also different, but there is no doubt that this is the only way to advance to the innate level!

Chen Ziang's body rushed forward, the air around him seemed to be slowly rotating around him, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, the air flow surged, and his body fluttered through the treetops above.

Leaping over the supple branches, a firelight in the distance was already in his eyes.

Silently landed on a big tree, and looked down, thirteen men in black were leading horses to tie to the root trees.

"The people are inside, let's go back to the mountain and have a good time!"

The vicinity of a dozen torches was like daylight, and the person who spoke was a tall and thin middle-aged man with a grim face.

"This time, the surname Yue is a big deal! For the two of them, he actually paid a bonus of 1,000 taels of silver, which is really an iron rooster plucking!"

The other man strapped his horse and said with a long knife.

"Who let his own wife be killed, who can find those two people except our three masters in Montenegro this big night?"

"The three masters have unparalleled tracking skills in the world! It seems that this silver should be ours. ”

A few big men grinned, and the next few days were full of joy in front of them.

And the middle-aged man was also smiling, enjoying the compliments of others.

Chen Ziang on the tree hid in the gloomy leaves, quietly looking at the few people below, and he didn't have any strange thoughts about the Qingzhu Gang colluding with the Black Mountain thieves.

'Thirteen, only the tall and thin three masters can't see the depth, and the others are powerful in their steps, but at most they are people who refine the five internal organs. ’

The only thought in my mind, I have already made up my mind.

A person was walking below, and a small body above suddenly fell, clasping the other's head with both hands and turning suddenly.

"Click......"

A hundred and eighty degree distortion kills the other party in an instant.

With a twist of the body, the right foot silently kicked away to the left side, and the kamikaze step learned from the Wangfu Study Building is not only a light skill, but also a clever leg method!

The right leg infused with true qi not only did not have the sound of whipping the air, but also became more rapid, violent, and ruthless.

"Smack!"

The man's chest cavity suddenly sank down, the broken ribs pierced into the internal organs, and the body flew straight upside down, and it was already lifeless in mid-air.

Chen Ziang's feet did not stop, and he put one hand on the corpse, and a hundred forging steel knives had already appeared in his hand.

The knife flashed, and the splitting knife slashed through the void, and a bloodshot appeared in the throats of the three figures, and they fell silently one after another!

"Who?"

"Be careful!"

"Do it!"

The rest of the people only reacted at this time, and in the midst of loud shouts, a long knife had already slashed through the air.

The long knife broke through the air, accompanied by the sound of the tiger's roar, which shocked people's hearts and made people tremble.

The knife technique in the opponent's hand is also fierce and abnormal, and the sword wind is everywhere, rolling up layers of qi waves.

Chen Ziang's eyes froze, the other party was indeed a person in qi refining, but there was only a sword wind and no sword qi in the sword technique, and it was obvious that the twelve righteous scriptures in the body had not yet penetrated.

Ignoring the roar of the tiger in his ears, Chen Ziang showed the knife in his hand, and the fine knife wind had already covered the past.

The knife wind is like a spring drizzle, lingering and compassionate, eroding the soul.

It is the spring rain of the four seasons of killing!

Chen Ziang is different from Song Hengping in the previous world, he has a magical perception of martial arts, as if any kind of martial arts in the world can't escape his understanding, he can learn it at a glance, and he can learn it as soon as he learns.

Although he was now able to perfectly control his physical body, he didn't have much advantage in the martial arts of the Qi refining period, so he had to pick a few sets from his memory to specialize.

And the Four Seasons Killing Method is the most suitable for you, because this kung fu does not limit weapons, but only four special understandings of things, which can not only allow you to play at will, but also understand the creator's understanding of everything in the world from the moves.

The three-master tiger knife technique of the Black Mountain thief cut horizontally and vertically, relying on his deep internal strength to block the invasion of the knife to the death.

The sword light changed, and the field suddenly became a autumn wind, full of murderous aura, and the sharp knife wind ruthlessly slashed through the opponent's body, leaving scars.

"Ah......h

The eyes of the three masters trapped in the knife wind were bloodshot, and he suddenly stepped up the movements in his hands, and finally highlighted Chen Ziang's dense knife wind after leaving several terrible wounds on his back, and then rushed into the distance without looking back.

He was scared! Obviously, the opponent's internal strength was weak, his strength was weak, and his speed was similar to his own. But the knives were all hit at the weak point of his knife skills, and there was a strange feeling that entwined his heart, so that he fell behind in the moment of the fight, and he could only be beaten passively, and he had no power to fight back.

Under the orange light of the torches, the three masters of the Black Mountain thieves clearly saw the face of the person who came, this was a doll a few years old!

The face with red lips and white teeth did not make him settle down for a moment, but gave birth to a creepy feeling!

He didn't see the bursting sword light behind him, just like the scorching summer sun, shining on the earth, no one could hide.

The sword light flashed away, leaving only a figure staggering out a few steps, and falling to the ground!

"Ah......h

A few long knives struck with a strong wind, and the remaining bandits were all hideous-looking, and they opened their mouths to shout because of their inner fear, but also because of their own courage, hoping to inflict heavy damage on the opponent when the other party was regaining his anger.

Chen Ziang's body was short, the long knife in his hand was slashed left and right, and the few people who came around only felt that their hands were slipping, and they couldn't bear the strength to rush forward, a bright light crossed their throats, and several corpses fell to the ground one after another.

In the end, the remaining two looked at each other, turned around, and ran away with their legs scattered left and right.

A long knife pierced through the air to the man on the right, pierced through the chest, and nailed the corpse into a large tree.

A few steps to catch up with the remaining one, that person mustered up the courage to reflexively swing the knife to split, but was knocked on the wrist by Chen Ziang's fist, and then punched in the throat, the long knife in his hand was loosened, and he fell down with both hands covering his neck.

After sweeping his eyes, Chen Ziang had no interest in cleaning the battlefield, his body jumped, and all the torches were extinguished in the palm shadow, and the woods continued to fall into darkness.

The kamikaze walked, but after a while, he returned to the place where the Qi family's father and daughter were.

It's too conspicuous to walk alone in the rivers and lakes like this now, it's better to follow them, and by the way, spend a few years to really see the world, and not be trapped in the palace for many years. ’

With his mind racing, Chen Ziang's body lay back on the quilt silently, his eyes closed, and he fell into a fixed situation.