Of course, Thirteen's injury was not caused by Lao Lei, nor was it because of his domineering aura that made him vomit blood, but...

"The blood-burning technique of innate qi!" Lao Lei smiled coldly, "You are really hard, Murong Kun."

Everyone has a mouthful of innate qi, which is brought out from the mother's womb. This tone cannot be felt by ordinary people, but it is the foundation of acquired qi.

A martial arts practitioner can transform the innate qi into internal force, but the breath seems nothing, but it is as vast as the universe. Even if it is inseparable, it cannot be taken out in one's life and contains infinite power.

However, the innate qi is also the foundation of human life. Once this breath dissipates, it also means that life is gone.

Thirteen is in middle age. If he lives smoothly, he will definitely not be shorter than Lao Lei's life. If he cannot survive smoothly...

If it weren't for this innate qi blood-burning technique that had been improved in a short period of time, Thirteen would probably not be able to use dozens of moves under Lao Lei's hand, but would be stabbed in the first sword. Maybe that would allow you to catch up with Uncle Master's footsteps and be a companion on the road...

Even if he could hurt Lao Lei, there was a Ling Qingniu who was eyeing him behind him. Thirteen no longer expected to leave here. It would be better to be a bit fierce before he died. It would be considered a death that would be a passionate trip to the world.

"Since you are so serious, I have to put in twelve points of strength to compete with you! Competition!!"

The word "Second" was so heavy that it was so sad that it was crying. Lao Lei's only son, Thirteen, lured him to a hidden place in the name of "Second" and first drugged and then engaged in crowd tactics. Otherwise, with Thirteen's ability, he would really not be able to deal with Lei Daoping.

"roar!"

After a shocking roar, Lao Lei's short figure suddenly stretched out, and his already arrogant aura increased a little, just like a tiger awakening in the mountains, with the tyranny of longing for prey.

The series of sounds that looked like bone cracks made him lift several inches higher. At the same time, his dry body bulged up like a balloon. It was not that the energy was stirring, but that his muscles were regaining vitality.

The drastic changes in Lao Lei made Thirteen, who was originally calm and calm, unable to calm down and said in surprise: "The Vajra Tiger Technique!!"

Generally speaking, when others hear that you practice words like tigers, dragons, etc., they will look down on them a little because they must be unknown third-rate kung fu, and most of them are things that only thieves can play with.

The upper-level kung fu either brings the universe or the yin and yang, or there are some wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and the sea waves and blue blue sound, which sounds more elegant and gives more face when introducing yourself. However, there was a sect in the martial arts world who liked words such as tiger, dragon, snake.

That sect is called...Wild Dog Sect.

The Wild Dog Sect is all people who cannot practice profound internal strength, so they temper the human body to the extreme. The role of the Vajra Tiger Kung Fu is to make people able to exude extremely strong combat power in battle, no less than that of a warrior who has practiced internal strength for many years.

It’s a pity that the Wild Dog Gate did not spread out, but was slaughtered all over the family on a thunderstorm night. I heard that the Wild Dog Gate’s sect, Ergou, died after being tortured by someone. Later, the righteous way pushed the matter to Daxue Peak, saying that the evil people had spyed on the Wild Dog Gate, which led to the death of them.

Thirteen knew about this, but he had not heard of any evil people going to cause trouble for the Wild Dog Sect. Now that he saw this skill in Lao Lei, he could probably guess why this hero who once had a strong aura had committed himself to the Great Snow Peak.

I wanted to splash dirty water on Daxue Peak, but I poured myself over.

But it doesn't make any sense to tell this matter now, so Lao Lei will unscrupulously use the unique secret technique of the Wild Dog to strengthen his old body.

"kill!!"

Lao Lei's voice was hoarse and embarrassed, but the power in this voice was quite strong. His body, which had already returned to his prime, was like a glaring Vajra. The momentum of the long sword was waving, could be felt by Thirteen at seven or eight feet away.

The long sword seemed to turn into a huge rock, containing extremely huge power, and was like a divine thunder from the sky. The sword was covered with jumping lightning.

Thirteen's pupils shrank and immediately jumped backward.

Before it landed, the location where he was just now had been bombarded with a huge sword energy.

Hole, if you take this sword head-on, I don’t know if there will be any trouble in Yuyangang. Thirteen believes that his hands will break inch by inch.

Thirteen was surprised. The old senior was indeed an old senior. Even if he was seventy-eighty, he would still be so fierce when he fought hard. On the contrary, he was still as old as a senior, but he did not have the strength of the current generation.

During such a battle, Thirteen was in a daze and Lao Lei flashed in front of him. Although his physique has grown bigger now, his bodywork is still flexible, and it is even as fast as it is shockingly fast.

Seeing the fatal sword against his face, Thirteen endured the discomfort of the Dantian, and once again strengthened the innate qi and blood-burning power. He stepped on the Tiangang Step under his feet, waved the cigarette pole in his hand into a circle, and ding Dingdangdang was used to fight with Lao Lei's sword.

"Murong Kun, I have heard of you in the early years. I have a wide variety of knowledge about a hundred schools of thought. Unfortunately, I am a second-rate character after all, and I can't become a climate."

Instead of killing the enemy with one knife, Lao Lei now wants to slowly torture Thirteen, from physical to spiritual double suppression.

Faced with these ridicule, if Thirteen would have spoken back, but now both attention and spirit have been mentioned to the extreme, so there is no time to spend some gossip to fight back.

"Is that person who just now has something to do with you? Is he your elder in the sect? He should regret it if he taught you a person like that. If I were that person, I knew that you would be a butcher in the future. It would be better to just slap you to death while you were still young."

This sentence made Shisan's heart not fluctuate. Uncle Shisan really regretted not killing him earlier, otherwise he wouldn't have to cause any trouble for half a lifetime. However, he was the only one left in Shennong Valley. If he wanted to continue passing on, he could only tell Shisan everything.

It’s a pity that those things, including the Qingnang Sutra and the Basic Mind Method, Thirteen had no time to think about them, so now they can only continue to deal with them with inadequate skills, and thus constantly fall into a disadvantage.

Looking at it now, I'm afraid the inheritance of Shennong Valley is really going to be broken.

With Lao Lei's personality, he doesn't like to show off his tongue. After saying a few words, he feels boring. Besides, the effectiveness of the Vajra and Tiger Technique is constantly frightening away, so it's boring to delay any further.

"But you can go down to accompany him now, so that your elders can be lonely on the road to the underworld."

Lao Lei took a long breath, his strong body shrank a little, but his muscles became stronger. Just from the back of his hand, which had a surge of blue veins, you can see how powerful the next sword would be.

Thirteen passed all the martial arts in his mind, but what he could use was not enough to deal with the current situation, so he could only choose... to close his eyes.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!