There is such a thing as innate qi, before this, Li Wenshuo only knew that the world had practiced it, but even if he himself said that he had achieved the ultimate perfection, had he really cultivated this thing to the extreme?

No matter how much he respects the old gentleman, Li Wenshuo categorically does not believe it at this point.

From the beginning of any kind of practice to its eventual perfection, it takes countless generations of hard work, sacrifice, and exploration.

Just like the internal force true qi that ordinary martial artists can master, when it first appeared, no matter how imperfect it was, wasn't it an epoch-making thing in the history of martial arts?

Everyone only knows that once the innate qi is practiced, the body is as tough as King Kong, and the internal breath cycle is endless, but this is just heard, and if you don't really practice this kind of thing, how can you know that the internal breath nourishes the body, and it is better than all kinds of panaceas in the world?

But before the healing had been going on for a quarter of an hour, Li Wenshuo stopped, held his breath and concentrated, everything was restrained in his body.

He felt the arrival of Lin Zhong and Zhao Xingyi, and the breath of the two was undisguised, in this dark night, it was as obvious as two lanterns.

The two of them didn't speak, they didn't move on, they just stood here, although they didn't feel Li Wenshuo's breath, but the intuition of the martial artist made them stop.

However, there are ravines and ravines around, but there are too many places to hide people, if Li Wenshuo is really determined to hide, even if they really try their best to sweep this hundred miles of wasteland through with their minds, they may not be able to find each other.

At this time, the two had a disagreement, after all, they are not one and the same, and they are both very confident people.

Confident people tend to like to take the initiative on their own.

Unable to find a trace for a long time, Zhao Xingyi felt that Li Wenshuo must have fled far away, and felt that they should continue to move forward, even if the other party was at the end of the crossbow, he must be in the front place.

And Lin Zhong insisted that Li Wenshuo was already dying, it was nearby, and it was impossible to go far, they should stay here, and when Li Wenshuo's momentum was about to run out and he could no longer hide his breath, he would naturally be able to kill Li Wenshuo.

They disagreed, and then they parted ways, without even a trace of unhappiness in their hearts, because they were not the people of the road.

Zhao Xingyi drifted away, and disappeared in just a few bodies, although he didn't know how to fly the sword, but the speed of his body, just like his sword, was also incredible.

And Lin Zhong didn't really stop and wait, sit cross-legged and then close his eyes and recuperate as he said.

He paced and walked in this small place, and whenever he saw anything that could hide people, or something wrong, he would punch him from a long distance, and the wind of his fist destroyed everything.

But among the masters in the world, there is no one who is not confident.

Because he doesn't even believe in himself, then the martial arts in his hand can only kill himself, he believes in his own judgment, even if Li Wenshuo still has any life-saving means to press the bottom of the box, he will definitely not be able to go far, and it may even be by his side.

Li Wenshuo was really not far from him, just like at the bottom of the lake, he was still closed like a stone, ignoring the terrifying sounds and tremors around him, not communicating with the outside world, and concentrating on repairing the damage in his body with innate energy.

Don't seek to recover as before, but ask for a sword.

With only one sword, it is really difficult to kill the opponent, but Li Wenshuo is also very confident that as long as he has the opportunity to make a sword, just one sword, the other party may not be able to kill himself.

He didn't absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, or smelt the essence of the sun and the moon, he only relied on the innate qi in his body to nourish his body, what he was afraid of was disturbing this forest, otherwise in his current state, even if he really barely made a sword, he would die because of the damage to his five internal organs without using a shot in the forest.

Fortunately, his body is inherently majestic like the sea, and has formed a source-like thing, there is no need to worry about exhaustion, as time passes, the injuries in his body are gradually improving, and the cracks on the internal organs are repaired little by little.

But even then, the broken tooth was still on his knee, lying there in a very resolute posture, ready to be unsheathed at any moment.

But Li Wenshuo never wanted to use it at this time, he only hoped that his luck could be a little better, so that he could not find himself in the forest thirty zhang away.

When people are very concentrated, they often forget the passage of time, and after a full two quarters of an hour, the tremors around them are constantly roaring, and they really seem to be blessed by the gods, so that the distance in the forest is getting farther and farther away, and there is no sign of discovering themselves.

Slowly, the breath of the forest disappeared.

Li Wenshuo stopped exercising, his brows furrowed slightly, is Lin Zhong gone?

He didn't believe it, with Lin Zhong's attitude just now, he was extremely sure that he was here, how could such a confident person only wait for less than half an hour and leave?

But just like Li Wenshuo is hiding his breath, the enemy may also hide his breath, but why hide his breath, keep his breath exposed at all times, so that he has to be distracted and vigilant, wouldn't it be better?

Li Wenshuo suddenly opened his eyes, since he guessed that the other party did not leave, it must be that he hid his breath, so that he would not be discovered by himself, why did he hide his breath, then there is only one reason.

I was discovered.

For no reason, Li Wenshuo was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but his body was moving sideways to the side, and at the same time, the fist wind was blowing in his face, like Mount Tai pressing the top!

At that moment, a cold light shot out of Li Wenshuo's eyes, the murderous aura was rolling, the sword aura was like a dragon, he didn't see any movement from him, he had already drawn the sword in his right hand, and he stabbed it out when he raised his hand.

This stab is serious and extremely smooth, just as this sword should have been stabbed out of its scabbard, and any other movement is a blasphemy against this stab.

There was no rumbling power, and in an instant, the insects and birds chirping, the whining of the wind blowing through the branches, the squeak of the rats gnawing on the grass roots, everything disappeared, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

"The creation of swordsmanship is for stabbing, if it is always used for chopping, it is better to practice swords. ”

Shangguan Yu's words Li Wenshuo has always kept in mind, and he has a deep understanding, the real fast sword is to stab out, because only by stabbing out, swordsmanship can be really fast to the extreme.

After a long time, Li Wenshuo was no longer focusing on the moves, the swords and swords were all immortal swords, and he once again used the dragon slaying technique taught to him by the old man solemnly.

Broken teeth pierced out, and there was silence.

At this moment, Li Wenshuo didn't even see the shadow in the forest, but only felt a fist rushing in his face.

His forearm and sword body crowned the city, and when the long arm was exhausted, the tip of the sword happened to pierce the heart of the forest.

The world was silent, Lin Zhong's face was pale, and he looked down at the wound on his chest, everything seemed to be destined.

Suddenly, a huge fear rose on his face, and he suddenly withdrew his hand to cover his chest, as if he was a little incredulous, but the passage of life was always so fast, and it was not like a master who broke the army realm.

Under the sword of killing immortals, the souls are broken, and they cannot be reincarnated, nor can they be reborn, and they can directly cut off the cause and effect future.

Li Wenshuo looked at the forest struggling in front of him, as if he understood something, blood fell to the ground drop by drop, and he was panting in his mouth and nose, like a big bellows.

Iron King Kong is not a Nine-Ring Sword Saint, not only will he not leave his hand before he dies, but he would even like to drag you to hell with him, if it weren't for Li Wenshuo just moving a distance to the side, his head would have been shattered at this moment.

But even so, his left shoulder collapsed, his five organs shook again, and he smiled bitterly, this is not an injury that can be easily improved.

He struggled to get up, put away his sword, and moved his steps towards the road he came, no matter where he went, he couldn't stay here, it was impossible for Zhao Xingyi not to find out about such a big movement, and now he really has no strength to make a sword.