"Tiger Demon Bone Fist Practice? Isn't it the mastery of bone training in the Great Chan Temple? Even Ziyue didn't get it, and he still practiced the Flying Spirit Bone Refining Method, so that it took three years of hard work to recuperate with Tiger Bone Paste to reach the realm of practicing bones like steel? Why did he appear here?"

Seeing the "Tiger Demon Bone Training" on the ground, Hong Yi was only slightly surprised, he had heard Bai Ziyue say this book, and he also knew the origin and specific efficacy. However, since he got the "Mida Sutra" from the Martial Scriptures, his shock to the scriptures and secrets has decreased a lot.

No matter how secret the scriptures are, cultivation has to be done step by step, and there is no kung fu that can be achieved overnight.

"Ziyue taught me the Bull Demon Powerful Fist, which is the kung fu of practicing meat, tendons, and skin membranes, but at most it is only to the realm of the samurai, if you want to go further and reach the martial artist, you have to practice the secret of the bones, since this Tiger Demon Bone Fist is here, I will watch it, but my soul can't open the book..."

Of course, Hong Yi knows the importance of this "Tiger Demon Bone Fist", which is the best way for martial artists to progress from samurai to martial artist realm.

Call!

Just as Hong Yi was approaching this boxing book, Hong Xuejiao suddenly pounced, and with a punch, the void bombarded, and the air exploded.

"Not good!"

Hong Yi's surprise was not trivial, he felt a scorching breath coming to his face, and the whole person felt as if he was close to the furnace, and it seemed to be ten thousand needles and, and he was so uncomfortable that his soul almost scattered.

In the midst of the intense discomfort, Hong Yi's mind moved, and his soul finally floated away.

"I finally know what it means to be masculine, to be strong, to be strong, and to be unapproachable by ghosts. ”

After retreating, she found that Hong Xuejiao did not find herself, but that she was close to her soul when she practiced just now, and the strong blood and masculinity forced her to breathe.

There are only two kinds of people who can't do it, one is a person who is upright in his heart, understands the truth of ghosts and gods, and is not frightened, and the other is a character with a strong body and strong blood.

And Hong Xuejiao is the second type.

Although Hong Yi is not a ghost now, he is a wandering spirit.

Knowing this layer, Hong Yi did not approach Hong Xuejiao, but paced to the side of the courtyard and memorized Hong Xuejiao's punch and posture.

Since it is a wandering spirit, he can't turn the book, but Hong Yi can watch Hong Xuejiao's practice, which is even better than reading a book, which is equivalent to a living martial artist teaching his own boxing techniques.

However, Hong Xuejiao put away the books after practicing for a while and went back to the room, and then Hong Yi heard the sound of her instructing the maid to boil water and take a bath.

As soon as Hong Yi heard this, his soul immediately floated out of this "Yunting Zhai".

"By the way, my father is back, he is a martial saint, and I don't know if I practice kung fu every day. Hong Yi's mind turned, and his soul drifted to the mansion of the Hou Mansion again.

"That's ....... so heavy masculine blood..."

As soon as he passed through the wall and arrived at the gate of the Hou Mansion Zhengfu zhōngyāng, Hong Yi saw that there seemed to be a faint red light on the roof of the house, as if there was a fire in the Hou Mansion, and when he approached the gate, he felt that the blood was compelling.

"The blood qi of the Martial Saint is actually so strong!"

Hong Yi looked at the faint red light flame on the roof, and knew that it was not the real red light, but the powerful blood masculinity sensed by his soul.

This kind of blood and masculinity has reached the point of overwhelming, and Hong Yi's spirit can't even enter the door.

He once again felt how terrifying his father, Wu Wenhou, had, and this feeling was even more profound than the oppressive feeling of being weak in the hall.

"I've just practiced to the point of night travel, and I can't get close to such a powerful blood qi at all, so let's go back. ”

Hong Yi Soul was just about to turn around and float back, when suddenly, his whole body was cold, and he had a cold and swishing feeling, as if he was being stared at.

"What geist is coming to peep at me?"

At this moment, a voice came out clearly from inside, until Hong Yi's thoughts.

Hong Yi heard it, and this voice was his father Hong Xuanji.

It's been discovered!

"Wu Wenhou is really the top master in the world, and he has become a martial saint...... You can feel our prying eyes......"

Just as Hong Yi was flashing into the dark corner of yīn, suddenly two men in black appeared on the other side of the house!

The two black-clothed men were of medium stature, with their hair in a high bun, and a jasper hairpin in the middle, indicating that they were two Taoist priests.

"Hmm, which sect are you? Sneaking into my house late at night, and trying to enter my room with a soul out of the shell, what do you just want to do? If I can let you enter my house so easily, then I will be a martial saint in vain. ”

Hong Xuanji's unhurried voice came out.

"There is no way of life, Xuanye. ”

"Vacuum Dao, Xuanzhen. ”

The two black-clothed Taoist priests each reported their names and factions, and then said, "We are here to kill you!"

In my Daqian Dynasty, the only regular Dao sects canonized by the imperial court were Taishang Dao, Zhengyi, and Fang Xian Dao, but there was no Lifeless Dao, Vacuum Dao. Cult clowns, they also want to disturb the people's hearts, assassinate the ministers of the imperial court, and disrupt our dynasty?" Hong Xuanji's voice came, and at the same time, the gate of the main mansion was opened, and a person in brocade clothes, wearing a purple and gold crown, and a straight body, like a demon god, appeared at the door.

It is "Wu Wenhou" Hong Xuanji!

Just as Hong Xuanji appeared at the door.

Whew!

Two sword lights flashed from a hundred steps away, they were the two swords on the backs of these two Taoist priests, and they didn't see any movement, the sword suddenly came out of its sheath and flew in, so fast that it became a ray of light.

When the sword light flew in, even in an instant, you could see the cloud patterns like flowers on the sword body, and there was a suffocation that cut the throat at the edge.

However, in the face of these two sword lights, Hong Xuanji suddenly stretched out his right hand, and his spotless hand was pinched against the two sword lights, and he actually pinched the two flying swords with the four fingers of his thumb, index finger, and middle finger ring finger.

This is pure martial arts, strength, jīng indeed,

With a twist of the wrist, the two swords swirled between the fingers. Hong Xuanji shook his arm, and the two swords were thrown out of his hands, making a roar that broke through the air, and the castration was twice as fast as the momentum that flew just now, and twice as fierce.

Bang!

Two canopies of blood rain were raised, and two swords were deeply inserted into the chests of the two black-clothed Taoist priests, and they were thrown out from behind, nailing the two Taoist priests to the ground straight.

"Hmph! The flying sword assassination of the Divine Soul Exorcism is just a ghost and god path, and it is not as strong as a bow in a hundred steps, and it is not as fast as a crossbow. Do you dare to assassinate me? ”

Hong Xuanji took a few steps, arrived in front of these two Taoist priests, saw the Taoist priest who was pierced through his chest, and still breathed, and asked with a sneer. "What is the Void Dao, the Vacuum Dao, why did you come to assassinate me?"

"Giggles... Hong Xuanji, you have to be proud, I heard that Bai Ziyue of the Yuantu Bai family has arrived in Yujing, and he wants to fight you, and after you are exhausted from competing with him, you will wait for us to have no life, and the vacuum will be endlessly assassinated. ”

The two Taoist priests spoke with difficulty.

"Bai Ziyue, that fifteen-year-old martial arts genius of the Yuan Tu Bai family, was a little stunned just because he wanted to duel with me. Hong Xuanji said proudly.

"Giggle...... Hong Xuanji, are you really confused or pretending to be confused, Bai Ziyue's predecessor was one of the eight great demon immortals in the world......... No biological parents, vacuum hometown ......"

The two Taoist priests couldn't support it anymore, and at the last moment, they recited eight strange words in their mouths, and then died of anger.

As soon as the physical body died, two formless and insubstantial yīn gods emerged from the body.

Hong Xuanji's eyes flashed, as if he could see this invisible yīn god, and suddenly threw two punches and bombarded these two yīn gods.

Boom! These two yīn gods couldn't withstand the powerful masculine blood, and they were blown away and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"One of the eight great fairies in the world............

Hong Xuanji closed his eyes, and his expression was very solemn.

Well?

After thinking for a while, his eyes then looked into a dark corner next to him, but he didn't find anything.

"Just distracted, it seems to have let a wandering spirit go. ”

"No Biological Parents...... Vacuum hometown ......."

Hong Xuanji chewed these two sentences in his mouth and fell into deep thought again.

"There is no way of life, there is no way of vacuum......... Yuantu Bai family, Bai Ziyue, the eight demon immortals in the world, the palace is noisy with the white fox....... it seems that something is wrong........."

At this time, the voices of people were boiling, the torches of the entire Hou Mansion were bright, and many nursing homes came together. Among them, there is a jīng sharp martial artist wearing iron scale armor, wearing an iron helmet, and holding a jīng steel long knife in his hand!