Chapter 130: Internal Force Release
Fang Zhongjin confirmed Lu'er's death, a heart is like being chained in a nail cage, and every time it stretches and beats, it has to suffer from ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.
Fang Zhongjin couldn't ~ forcibly abandon the guilt in his heart like the previous two times.
This blow was too great for him, and the obsession of "killing the deer" was so deep that the thought repeatedly resounded in his mind like a magic sound.
Today's Fang Zhongjin encouraged him not to shake while controlling his sword-holding hand, and at the same time to run the true qi to control the qi and blood in his body and not to conflict with ~ blood.
At this time, he was like the turbid waves of the sea repeatedly beating and tearing in his cochlea, and he couldn't hear any sound around him.
And in front of him, it was dyed a strange blue-black. If it weren't for the fact that Qiu Songhe's obsession with killing Qiu Songhe was too deep, maybe he would have fallen to the ground with a bang.
In fact, Fang Zhongjin didn't know that forcibly using his true qi to restrain his bloodline like this, although it was extremely painful, it happened to be extremely similar to the highest internal strength cultivation method.
Even he himself couldn't tell why, although Qiu Songhe was restrained by Zhu Yunwen, but with his strength, he would never be powerless to be beaten by Fang Zhongjin in the past.
In fact, Fang Zhongjin's strength has skyrocketed even more than in the past in this moment.
Whether it's the ruthlessness of the move or the speed of the response, it's better than ever.
Every time he forcibly used his true qi to restrain the qi and blood in his body for a week, he was one point stronger than just now.
Between the masters' moves, it may be that the difference between one and a half points determines the winner.
Originally, if it continued like this, it wasn't that Fang Zhongjin couldn't resist the churning of qi and blood in his body, and he fell to the ground in pain.
It was Qiu Songhe who was eaten away by Fang Zhongjin, who was growing in strength, little by little, and finally collapsed.
Who lives and dies between the two depends on who God prefers more.
But who would have expected that the old man of Fu Demon suddenly found Qiu Songhe's gap, and flew away to take away the dying Zhu Yunwen.
What I didn't expect was that Qiu Songhe, who had already saved the idea of destroying everything, did not chase after the abolished emperor of Nalaoshzi, but put all his energy on dealing with Fang Zhongjin.
In this way, on the contrary, Qiu Songhe's strength has skyrocketed.
In the exclamation of everyone, Qiu Songhe, who was watching, returned his sword and stabbed sharply, and the sword light flashed with a light that could hardly be captured by the flesh~ eye.
Previously, many people saw Qiu Songhe's clumsiness, so they despised him.
It wasn't until now that he saw that he was like a fierce tiger, and he secretly sighed: The head of a famous and authentic family, how can there be a fake?
He Qiu Songhe is also a master of Wudang and Shaolin 20 years ago.
With his current strength, if he goes up by himself, he may fall in less than thirty moves.
Once Qiu Songhe lost the burden that had been pressed on him for more than 20 years, he seemed to be relaxed.
He has no distractions, and his sword moves are even more ruthless.
I only heard him shout "on", and a sword stabbed Fang Zhongjin's heart.
This is too much to avoid.
Even when the old man looked back, he could only pat his thigh with remorse.
He was still holding Zhu Yunwen, who had a weak breath in his hand, even if he turned around to save him, it would never be too late!
Fang Zhongjin also saw this sword move that was stabbing towards him.
For a moment, Fang Zhongjin felt as if time had stood still, and he suddenly had a continuous roar in his head, turning into silence.
And the narrow field of view, which has long been dyed dark blue, has also become spacious and bright.
Everything moves slowly and clearly, and even Qiu Songhe's sword move, which is unavoidable in the eyes of everyone, has become extremely slow like a joke.
Fang Zhongjin didn't know why these changes came. Could it be that one's own people are dying to see everything clearly?
He didn't care about it, the long sword in his right hand was already close to Qiu Songhe's throat.
If it is easily withdrawn, there is no possibility of the same end.
This sword must not be withdrawn!
I don't know why, Fang Zhongjin had a strange thought surging in his heart.
This thought tended to him, and it turned out to be his left hand towards Qiu Songhe's incoming sword.
This flick seems to be an understatement, and it is even some distance away from Qiu Songhe's long sword.
But it was this flick that forced Qiu Songhe to not be able to hold the long sword in his hand!
The sword seemed to be deflected by a tremendous force.
Qiu Songhe's heart was terrified, and he tried his best to use both hands to aim at the sword body.
Unexpectedly, this sword was completely uncontrollable, and it pulled out a deep and long blood path from the tiger's mouth in each of his hands!
Suddenly, Qiu Songhe's front seemed to be blooming with red peach blossoms.
And his long sword finally "banged" and plunged deep into the ground.
Everyone else was stunned! The move of throwing off the sword with this sleeve is clearly an internal force release!
Today, it's the second time I've seen it!
The old man was a centenarian before, and the Fang Zhongjin in front of him was probably not even twenty-five years old!
Now that he has this hand, it has proved that this son has stood on the top of the entire martial arts, and there are probably few people who can compete with him.
Fang Zhongjin flicked his left hand, and he didn't have time to study the changes in his body.
The long sword in his right hand was originally aimed at Qiu Songhe's throat. Now the tip of the sword has not arrived, but there is a sound of "bang".
Qiu Songhe's long sword was out of his hand, and he had no power to parry, and only panic was left in his eyes.
When he heard Fang Zhongjin's stabbing on the long sword, the sound of internal force breaking through the air was extremely strong.
There is only one thought in his heart now: my life is over!
He simply closed his eyes and didn't resist. Dying on Mount Hua like this, in this martial arts field, is not an evil thing!
Unexpectedly, the cold air in his throat flashed, and although he felt a pain in his neck, he did not die.
Qiu Songhe opened his eyes suspiciously, but saw a scene more terrible than death.
I saw that the bamboo exquisite ball I snatched was cut to the ground by Fang Zhongjin's wonderful internal strength.
And before Qiu Songhe had time to desperately save, he saw Fang Zhongjin lift a big foot and smash the delicate ball violently.
Everyone suddenly felt that a gust of wind emanated from this exquisite ball, sweeping in all directions.
The hair buns and clothes of the martial arts heroes were all blown by this wind.
But the wind didn't last long, and then it dispersed.
When everyone looked at Qiu Songhe again, they all blinked in confusion. I don't know if I'm wrong.
I saw that Qiu Songhe's originally delicate and pale face was flushed with a layer of green energy.
And this head of Huashan actually seemed to have a convulsion and twist all over his body, lying on the ground, his hands desperately pulling out the stone powder on the ground, as if he wanted to gather the pile of powder on the ground.
It was extremely ugly that this person, who was already considered a supreme person, suddenly made such a horrific and distorted act, accompanied by bursts of desperate wails.
But it can also be seen from this that the exquisite ball brought by Qiu Songhe is indeed very important to him.
This person had already closed his eyes and was waiting to die, but now he was just the destruction of the Linglong Ball, but he was wailing so badly that he didn't even care about the last majesty of a generation of grandmasters!
Everyone can't help but feel compassion for this head of Huashan. But I don't know where these changes come from.