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Chapter four hundred and twentieth invulnerability

The younger man in green directly stretched out his big, calloused hands and grabbed Suzuki Seimei's little face.

Seeing that the big hand of the man in green clothes was about to touch Suzuki Seimei, Li Maozhen suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed the man in green clothes' wrist as fast as lightning.

"Ding! Congratulations to Yu Renyan for successfully signing in. You will be rewarded with a proficiency-level "Songfeng Sword Technique". The host can claim it at any time."

"ah!

!”

Listening to the system prompts ringing in his ears, Suzuki Seimei raised the corners of his mouth slightly, controlled Li Maozhen's right hand to use a slight force, and directly pinched Yu Renyan's wrist, causing him to scream in agony.

"Asshole! Let go of my junior brother."

When another man in Tsing Yi saw this, his expression suddenly changed. He suddenly pulled out his sword and used the "Songfeng Sword Technique" to stab Li Maozhen.

Yu Renyan is the young master of the Qingcheng Sect, and he is the only son of Yu Canghai. If something unexpected happens to him here, the man in green who accompanied him may also have to carry around without food.

Facing the sharp sword thrust by the man in green, Li Maozhen raised her left hand without changing her expression and struck out with a straight fist.

"Ding ding ding..."

Under everyone's shocked gazes, Li Maozhen's fist intersected with the sword blade. Not only was there no damage at all, but it actually broke the long sword in the hand of the man in green into several pieces.

"boom!

!”

The man in green clothes only felt a huge force coming, and his body flew out uncontrollably. A large hole several inches deep was made on the land in front of the wine shop, and the bare hilt of the sword in his hand was also thrown away.

go out.

Lauderno suddenly shrank, stared at Li Maozhen's uninjured fist, and secretly sighed in his heart: "What a powerful golden bell!"

Although horizontal martial arts such as "Golden Bell" and "Iron Shirt" are widely spread in the world, they are notoriously easy to learn and difficult to master.

Horizontal martial arts training like "Golden Bell" has almost no requirements on the practitioner's talent. As long as the practitioner is willing to endure hardships, he can master "Golden Bell" in a few months.

Many third-rate masters who are not very talented will choose to practice horizontal martial arts such as "Golden Bell".

It's just that "Golden Bell" is easy to get started, but it takes a lot of energy and time to practice it to a small level.

For ordinary people, it would take at least two to three years to practice "Golden Bell" from the beginning to the level. There are not many people who can persevere.

After all, practicing horizontal martial arts is not as easy as practicing internal strength.

Practicing the "Golden Bell" not only requires beatings every day, but also the practitioners must be beaten until their skin and flesh are bruised.

The daily diet is also very particular, and it must have sufficient nutrition. Otherwise, the practitioner will die from depletion of energy and blood before completing the "Golden Bell".

Most martial arts masters who practice "Golden Bell" will at most reach a small level of success in "Golden Bell" and then give up on continuing to practice.

Because if you want to cultivate the "Golden Bell" to the level of Dacheng, it will take an ordinary person at least more than ten years, or even decades. Without a strong enough belief, it is impossible to persevere.

What's more, the "Golden Bell" is not a top-notch horizontal martial arts like "The Indestructible Magic Kung Fu". Instead of spending so much time practicing the "Golden Bell", it is better to switch to other internal skills and mental methods that are easier to practice.

!

Therefore, although there are many masters in the world who practice the "Golden Bell", there are only a few masters who can cultivate the "Golden Bell" to the level of great success.

Li Maozhen just used her fist to smash the long sword of the man in blue from the front. There was only a light white mark on the fist, which was obviously a sign that she had cultivated the "Golden Bell" to a great level.

"boom!

!”

Seeing Yu Renyan's expression of being about to pee with fear, a trace of disgust flashed in Suzuki Qingming's eyes, and he controlled Li Maozhen to slap him away with his palm, and said in an indifferent voice: "I don't like killing people while eating.

get out!"

Suzuki Seimei didn't really want to let Yu Renyan go, but was worried that he would pee on the spot and affect his appetite for food.

Anyway, Li Maozhen has already used the "Blood Coagulating Divine Claw" on Yu Renyan, and he only has three days left to live at most.

"Da da da……"

Yu Renyan, who had narrowly escaped death, ignored the pain on his body and rolled and crawled to the banyan tree. He hurriedly untied the reins and galloped away on his horse without looking back.

Judging from the strength Li Maozhen showed just now, Yu Renyan knew that this person was probably stronger than his father, Yu Canghai. Knowing that he had hit a brick wall, he naturally did not dare to say any more nonsense.

"Junior Brother Yu, wait for me..."

Seeing this, the man in green clothes who was lying on the ground quickly got up from the ground and chased Yu Renyan on his horse in the direction where he fled.

"Bravo!"

Lin Pingzhi, who recovered from the shock, first glanced at the fragments of the long sword, and then at the unharmed Li Maozhen, his eyes full of admiration.

Since Lin Pingzhi was born, the most powerful martial artist he has ever seen is probably his father Lin Zhennan.

Originally, Lin Pingzhi thought his father was very powerful, but now that he saw that Li Maozhen was invulnerable, he suddenly felt that Lin Zhennan was not as powerful as he thought.

Lin Pingzhi even had some doubts. Even if his father used his family's "Evil-Repelling Sword Technique" with all his strength, it would be difficult to hurt Li Maozhen.

"Second Uncle, you told me before that the Huashan Sect has an extraordinary origin. It was once the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, almost comparable to Shaolin and Wudang."

Suzuki Seimei glanced at Lao Denuo and Yue Lingshan, a hint of joking flashed deep in his eyes, and asked pretending to be curious: "But why did the storyteller yesterday say that the Huashan Sect has declined now and has become the Five Sacred Swordsman?"

Where is the weakest sect in the sect?”

(╬ ̄俣)

When Yue Lingshan heard this, her face changed slightly, and she clenched her fists unwillingly.

Although Yue Lingshan couldn't bear to hear such disparaging words about the Huashan Sect, she had to admit that what Suzuki Seimei said was true. The Huashan Sect was indeed the bottom among the Five Sacred Sword Sects.

There are at least several hundred disciples of the other four sects, the Songshan sect has more than a thousand disciples, and the Huashan sect has only about twenty disciples in total.

If it weren't for the support of Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze, the Huashan Sect would have been wiped out long ago.

"winter!"

Facing Suzuki Seimei's curious gaze, Li Maozhen put down the wine glass in his hand and said in a magnetic voice: "Tomorrow, the reason why the Huashan Sect has fallen from being the leader of the Five Sacred Sword Sects to the point where it is almost exterminated is mainly because of something that happened.

Two fools."

"Fool? What kind of fool?"

Not only Suzuki Seimei showed curiosity, Lin Pingzhi and the others also couldn't help but pricked up their ears curiously.


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