Chapter Seventy-Three: The Power of Dao Arts!

Hush!

Hong Yi sat on the bed, his hands were like pulling cotton wool, pushing and pulling left and right, floating up and down, just practicing the sky and wrapping his hands.

After the completion of a set of heavenly hand wrapping exercises, he exhaled a long breath, his eyes suddenly opened, and he shimmered, showing his strong jīng strength and strong physique.

Standing up, Hong Yi picked up a bow hanging on the wall, stood up, and suddenly pulled it, and it became a full moon.

Then change the posture and pull again, and between the five breaths, open the bow five times!

This is a hundred and twenty catties of Tuomu white ox bow, which was given by the concubine in the palace.

"I obviously didn't train the skin membrane on my body to be as tough as cowhide, but I can pull a bow of one hundred and twenty catties! This is the realm of a warrior! It seems that the sky is wrapped in hands, and the bull and demon are vigorously fisted together, and they are connected with the Mida Sutra, and there is really a chance to seize the heavens and the earth!"

Feeling the vigorous jīng power of his body, Hong Yi reflected on the results of his cultivation in the past half a month.

A martial artist can open a sixty-pound bow and shè, a martial artist can open an eighty-pound bow and a shè, and a samurai can open a strong bow of one hundred and twenty pounds!

Such a standard is the standard of ordinary people trained by the Great Qian Dynasty from thousands of troops.

But Hong Yi now, although he has not reached the realm of a samurai, he can completely tear apart the one hundred and twenty catties of Tuomu White Ox Bow and Beads!

At such a point, there is only one explanation, that is, he has a great physique and talent, and he is the same as Shen Tiezhu.

In addition to the fact that his skin is not tough and his ability to resist blows is not strong, Hong Yi's current strength is completely a standard samurai.

"If I train the skin membrane of my whole body well, my strength will definitely increase greatly, and I can compete with a martial artist with the realm of a samurai! This is the benefit of a strong physique!"

"Recently, the cultivation of the Divine Soul has also made great progress, and tomorrow it looks like it will be another good weather, and I will travel again at noon, under the scorching heat, to see if I can wander freely. ”

After introspecting his kung fu cultivation, Hong Yi introspected his spiritual cultivation again. It was decided that tomorrow, if it was a sunny day, when the midday sun was violent, he would come out of the shell again to break through the last hurdle and make rì tour a great success, and achieve the realm of yīn god exorcism in one fell swoop.

At the same time, Hong Yi heard the whirring punches and feet next door, and knew that Shen Tiezhu was also practicing the Bull Demon Powerful Fist.

These days, Shen Tiezhu, a strong man like an iron tower, has practiced at night, his mind is simple, his martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds, and he is already vaguely about to step into the ranks of martial artists.

Hong Yi had no doubt that he would teach him the Tiger Demon Bone Fist again, and after half a year, Shen Tiezhu would become a martial artist and truly become a martial artist. And with his extraordinary talent, the ferocity of the "Ape Demon Mixed God Stick" will be comparable to that of the masters of the innate realm!

There was the sound of Xiao Mu's long breathing in the next room in his ears.

"Although Xiao Mu is not as talented as Shen Tiezhu, he has been well trained since he was a child, and it is also a big help, but unfortunately, they don't know Taoism. However, the single-minded practice and pure mind are much faster than the progress of the law and martial arts. ”

Hong Yi nodded, ready to undress and go to sleep.

At that moment, there was a loud bang, and the bed jumped like a meteorite from the sky to the ground.

Being suddenly frightened, Hong Yi's heart thumped, and as soon as his hand moved, he grabbed the shark sword at the head of his bed, and was about to go out to see what was going on.

Just as he had snatched his sword to the door, the wooden door seemed to be a leaf being knocked away, and a large hand the size of a basin and shining silver shone entered.

Hong Yi smelled a strong smell of lead and mercury burning in his face.

At the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw outside the door, a woman who was three feet tall and covered in silver, like a silver cast, poked her big hand in, and grabbed it.

"What is this?"

"Dao Technique!

In an instant, Hong Yi's heart was shocked again, and he already understood what this was!

If it was an ordinary person, when he encountered such a situation, he would have been frightened to the point that he would have been scared and had no strength all over his body, but Hong Yi is also a person who cultivates Taoism and is familiar with Taoist scriptures.

What's more, these days, he has been guarding against Mrs. Zhao sending someone to harm him, and when he encounters a sudden situation, he naturally has the ability to take precautions.

"This is the qi of the lead mercury golden pill, driven by the divine soul, and the manifestation of the entity, not an illusion!"

This kind of thing is not an illusion, but a real form!

In an instant, the hand grabbed his face, Hong Yi roared angrily, took a step back violently, slashed the shark sword out of the sheath, and slashed at the big hand.

However, the five fingers of this big hand clenched violently, and he grabbed the sword body at once, and when Hong Yi pulled it back, the sword seemed to be stuck in the glue, stuck to it, and couldn't pull it out!

"Hey!"

Hong Yi roared again, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, shook it hard, and used the power of the bull demon under his feet to pull the sword out of his big hand!

"It's changed so much, the mercury is weak, let me break you!"

Hong Yi dodged again, and at the same time, his fingers touched the sword slightly, fluttering, his fingers were cut, and blood was suddenly smeared on the sword body.

The moment a person's hot blood spews out, before it condenses, there is naturally a masculine energy, which can break the evil spirit of the soul. People with strong qi and blood, although they are wrapped in a membrane, their masculinity can still penetrate and shock their souls.

Although Hong Yi is far from reaching the point where his qi and blood are strong like Hong Xuanji, and his masculine qi still shines through the skin membrane, it is still like a group of fierce flames, but he cuts through the skin membrane and smears the blood on the sword, but it is the power of the sword to kill yīn souls, which can play some help!

His qi and blood are masculine, and he has not yet reached the point where he can shock yīn's soul through the membrane, so he can only cut the skin and let the blood qi be released.

Really!

As soon as the blood was smeared on the sword body, Hong Yi slashed out several swords one after another, and slashed the big hand that came in from the bottom to the bottom, and there was no longer that sticky, sticky feeling.

A few swords in a row, actually split this big hand a little scattered, a bit of a condensed and unformed posture.

And every time Hong Yi's sword was pulled out, there was an extra layer of silver-gray powder on the sword body, as if it was lead and mercury gas, and the powder had settled.

"The yīn god manifests itself and clings to the qi of lead and mercury, but it can't last long, even if it is a profound ghost immortal, it can only last for a pillar of incense at most. And this thing, which has changed so much, obviously can't be condensed and shrunk, and the power is insufficient. ”

The greater the body, the more dispersed the power. Only when the divine soul is strong enough can it be condensed into a life-size person, concentrate its power, and exert its power.

"What people!"

At this moment, the people in the room also woke up, and Shen Tianyang, Shen Tiezhu, and Xiao Mu also jumped out.

"Huh?"

The huge silver-clad warrior outside the room suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

In Hong Yi's gaze, the body of this silver-bodied female warrior shrank rapidly, and finally shrank from three zhang high to the size of Shen Tiezhu, the silver light on her body was tight, and the sense of substance became stronger and stronger!

After shrinking, the silver-bodied female warrior rushed into the house and blasted at Hong Yi with a punch.

Before the fist arrived, Hong Yi felt that the strong wind was howling in front of him, and he couldn't breathe.

The power of this shrunken silver-bodied female warrior is even stronger than Zhao Han!