Wei Li had forgotten about life and death at this time, and if nothing else, three more punches would consume the vitality of ****, even if he could wait for the opportunity to break through, it would be too late for the fish to become a dragon. He doesn't have enough life to burn to cause him to break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly, and even if he becomes a butterfly, he will be suffocated in the cocoon.

The faint sound of the sword rose from nowhere, and gradually resounded throughout Shouchun City. Shouchun City has been very calm for nearly ten years, but this period of time has been completely broken, first Wei Li ascended to the sky step by step, then Qiao Feng's breakthrough, and now there is this kendo master who is powerful.

Wei Li threw his last punch, but suddenly a sword aura entered his body, quickly filling his empty body. This sword qi was like rain, moistening the meridians of his body. Sword qi was originally a sharp weapon to hurt people, but now this person can turn sword qi into rain and moisturize things silently, which shows how clever kung fu is.

Wei Li had no intention of using the sword qi to heal his wounds, but knocked the sword qi out of his body and continued to compete with Beishan Anshi. Although there is a lot of sword qi entering the body, it is only enough for him to squander it with one punch, and his current state is even more dangerous, once the sword qi is cut off, he will die immediately.

Yan Fei, who was holding the dragon turtle tears and was urging sword qi, his face changed, and his face was full of bitterness, this Wei Li's good and decisive character. His original intention was to urge the Dragon Turtle Tears to stimulate the massive amount of true yuan that existed inside, and to use the means of sword qi to turn rain into rain to refine the meridians for Wei Li, although it was not as good as Wei Li's one step at a time, but at least it could save his life.

Unexpectedly, Wei Liru was like a gambler who was on the table, constantly throwing chips, and he could only continue to output sword qi.

Although the sword qi was silent in Wei Li's body, once it reached the outside of the body, it would immediately destroy the mountains and destroy the mountains. A section of the city wall was unexpectedly collapsed by Wei Li's punch, and the copper pillar was pierced by the sword qi, and the inner layer turned out to be a bamboo soaked in tung oil, and then the outside was a hard bluestone.

In the same inn, a man in black and a man in white are playing a game, both of them are middle-aged, the man in black has no beard, and the man in white has a mustache. The man in black said: "What does Wu Anjun think?"

The white-clothed man known as "Wu Anjun": "Wu Qi called Shouchun the city that will never fall, and the original reason is here. ”

The black cloth said with a smile: "This trick is really powerful, hide the copper pillar and bamboo in the city wall, and when the material to defend the city is scarce, you can melt the copper into an arrow cluster, and sharpen the bamboo as an arrow shaft, you can improve morale, and you can kill and injure the enemy, how many lives does it take to fill it?"

The man in white said: "Not only that, you see the cracked houses during the war, many places are made of ashlar stacks, as long as they are dismantled, they can be transported to the city without polishing, and some people have gone to great lengths to build such a war city." ”

The man in black said solemnly: "Can Wu Anjun be sure to capture this city?"

The man in white pondered: "If you want to take Shouchun by conventional siege methods, you must first cut off its foreign aid, and then take advantage of the situation to storm and break the courage of the defenders in the city, and then dig a ditch to besiege it. According to Bai's estimates, it would take a million elite soldiers to capture the city, and it would take three to five years. ”

A handsome young man standing behind the man in white was shocked when he heard this, he was the rising star Wang Jian in Qin's ****, this time he followed Prime Minister Qin Ying and Daliang to make Bai Qi secretly come to Shouchun to investigate the reality of Chu State. Just listening to Bai Qi's words, his heart shook, a million army is not terrible, what is terrible is the food and salary of this million army, if you provide a million army of food and salary for three to five years, I am afraid that it can only be done with the strength of the four countries of the Central Plains, no wonder Wu Qi called Shouchun a city that will never fall.

When he was secretly frightened, the man in white changed his voice and said: "But if it is handed over to Bai to attack the city, Bai only needs 500,000 troops, and it will take a year to capture Shouchun." ”

The man in black smiled incomprehensibly, pointing to the chessboard, Wang Jian looked over, and saw the word "water" spelled with chess pieces on the chessboard. Wang Jian still didn't understand, could it be a water attack? But Shouchun was halfway up the mountains and half water, and it was not easy to flood the city by flooding. Jinyang City, which is also the world's male city, was besieged by the Huns, and the city wall was soaked in the water for two years, and it still stands.

Qin Ying and Bai Qi both smiled and didn't say a word, they were both cultivating the rising star of the army behind them, leaving a blank space here for him to think about.

Here, Wei Li had already punched hundreds of punches again, and the abundant sword qi spread out from his fist, attacking the city wall with thousands of holes, even an innate master could not cause such damage. The reason why he can do this is that he is far beyond the innate person, and then provides him with abundant qi.

The dragon turtle tears in Yan Fei's hand had shrunk to the size of his thumb, Wei Li had no intention of stopping, he wanted to stop there, but looking at his daughter's pleading gaze, he ruthlessly made up for the sword qi with his own true qi. In just two breaths, more than half of the true qi in his body was consumed. It's not unusual to think about it, the essence of a hundred years in the dragon turtle's tears is only enough for Wei Li to squander a few hundred punches.

Wei Li was completely immersed in an inexplicable artistic conception, if he knew that he would consume the strange treasure of Dragon Turtle Tears in a moment's effort, he would definitely be distressed to death.

When Wei Li felt that the sword qi in his body had weakened, he finally saw the little spiritual light in his heart, and he shouted a deafening voice: "When I attain Prajna, I will be crystal clear inside and out, and my body will be like glass." ”

After saying that, a massive amount of true qi descended from the sky and entered his body, and a raging golden flame erupted from the surface of his body, burning his clothes in an instant. The golden flame burned not only on the surface of his body, but also in his bones, in his meridians, and in his internal organs.

All the impurities in the body are incinerated and the broken meridians are melted together, making it tougher and transmitting internal force more quickly. The shattered internal organs were also smelted into one, as solid as a rock. His whole body seemed to be transparent, full of muscles. The white hair was burned out, and the new black hair grew like a willow tree pulling branches.

A quarter of an hour later, Wei Li felt as if he had been reborn, and his whole body was filled with endless power. In the past, it always took him a breath to expel his true qi, but now his true qi can travel all over his body in an instant. His current strength is no less than that of an innate master, and his short-term explosive power is even stronger than that of an innate master.

Just as he was immersed in the pleasure of promotion, a cool breeze blew, Wei Li suddenly found that his whole body was naked, and he exclaimed, like a cloud of smoke and disappeared in place, leaving only a few good-natured laughter and a few malicious snorts in the distance.

Beishan Anshi spat out a mouthful of blood and squatted on the edge of the city wall laughing.

Yan Fei withered and sighed to Yan Pan, who was helping him: "Little Yanzi, this time my father has lost a lot, he has not had a year of penance, and he doesn't want to recover." You Uncle Song should blame me for not taking big things seriously!"