Ye Chen picked up a cup of tea from another table, cleared his mouth, and said with a smile:
"It should be pretty good, but it's difficult to practice external skills. This world has been plundered by so many descendants. There are no top-quality materials or earthly treasures for people to reach the sky in one step. They can only grind slowly. It's not as good as you who have a hundred years of cultivation from the beginning."
for."
Yulong stretched out her smooth and flawless jade hands to cover the veil, and chuckled:
"Do you think it's so good to have a hundred years of internal power when you first come? Directly using source power crystals to improve your cultivation level will result in slow progress of cultivation in the future, making it basically difficult to significantly improve your cultivation level. When the advent is over, your internal strength may not be improved anymore.
One percent.”
Ye Chen shook his head:
"That's not to say. Our time in this world is limited, and the energy level of this world is not very high. A hundred years of cultivation is basically enough. As long as we are careful, we can survive until the final return."
"This is a matter of benevolence and wisdom. I won't argue with you."
Yulong's jade fingers gently stroked a strand of black hair on her forehead, and suddenly asked curiously:
"You are working so hard, is your task very difficult?"
He raised his head and looked at her smart eyes, which were as bright as stars and captivating. After just one glance, he quickly looked away, pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said:
"What I practice is a special external skill. It requires constant battles to temper myself. The more intense the battle, the higher the intensity, and the faster the progress of my cultivation will be."
He would never tell anyone about the secret of his attribute power, not even to his girlfriend or wife, who they just met not long ago, because the ability of attribute power is too terrifying, and he couldn't guarantee that others would listen to it.
It will suppress the greed in your heart.
While the two were chatting, a dozen big men in black were lurking in the dark woods not far from their small building. The leader of them was a seven-foot tall man. Above the black mask was a pair of fierce big copper bell eyes.
There is a sarcoma above the left eyebrow, with a few thick black hairs growing on it, which tremble as he speaks:
"I saw clearly during the day that they moved into this small building. I have been sending people to keep an eye on this place. Two of them have left and haven't come back yet. We don't have much time. We must catch them within a stick of incense.
Live with that woman."
Another tall and strong man beside him said with a smile:
"My thirty years of experience tell me that that girl is definitely a beauty, and she is still a virgin. If she is caught today, I will definitely drink this oral soup."
"Lame Wang, you fart, I will be the first to come."
"Monster Black Mountain, are you looking for death? My name is King Tieguai. I fell in love with this girl first. I will be the first one."
"Who said you were the first to like her? There were so many people seeing this girl when she came, and it wasn't your turn."
"You're not convinced, aren't you?"
"I'm just not convinced."
"Okay, let's practice first..."
"..."
"alright!"
In the end, the big man with the tumor on his eyebrow stopped them and said coldly:
"You guys are already fighting before the eight characters are drawn. Should we fight first and then talk about it? According to me, wait and see who makes the most effort, and whoever gets the headache will get it."
"no problem."
The big man named Tieguai Wang glared at the other big man.
And the big man named Black Mountain Monster was not willing to be outdone and stared back.
In the small building, Yulong, who was chatting with Ye Chen, suddenly frowned and paused, then stood up and whispered:
"Someone is coming."
She lowered her eyebrows and listened carefully, then said:
"There are sixteen people."
Her internal energy was much higher than that of Ye Chen. Even if she reminded him, he didn't hear it until he climbed to the roof and looked outside. It took him a while to notice the faint movement in the dark night.
After jumping off the roof, Yulong had already returned to the room to retrieve his long sword with an exquisite scabbard. He gestured to her and whispered:
"I'll go get the sword and I'll be right back."
She nodded and lightly jumped to the roof.
Ye Chen went straight to the second floor. As soon as he entered the room, he heard a dull sound and a scream from outside. The person had already entered.
He ran to the bed and took off the black sword hanging on the wall. He drew the sword and turned around. As soon as he went out, he saw four men in black besieging Yulong downstairs, and many men in black were rushing in from the door.
He didn't have time to take the stairs and jumped directly from the second floor, aiming at one of the men in black.
These men in black have some strength. The weakest is no worse than the Three Evils of Momoyama, and the strongest is no worse than Ye Chen, who failed to break through a day ago. The most important four of them seem to be working together. Only by working together well can they be able to block Yulong.
Although Yulong has hundreds of years of internal strength, his other martial arts have not kept up with his internal strength, so he cannot fully utilize this strong internal strength.
He jumped down, and the man in black on the opposite side noticed him and shouted a warning. The man in black immediately rolled around to avoid his sword, but the encirclement of the four people also failed.
Yulong immediately twisted her slender and flexible waist, lightly jumped to his side, and confronted the four people and other men in black who rushed through the door.
There were lights in the small courtyard. A group of people in black saw Yulong's exquisite figure and elegant temperament. Their eyes flashed evilly, and Black Mountain screamed:
"Little girl, please follow us, otherwise the sword will hurt you."
Ye Chen knew what was going on as soon as he heard it. Without waiting for them to say anything else, he kicked out the stool next to him, rushed forward with a lunge, and stabbed one of the big men with the sword in his hand.
As soon as he made a move, the people on the other side seemed to have expected it. The people in front separated, revealing two men in black behind them, each holding a black tube as thick as an arm. Amidst a scream, dozens of black arrows as thin as chopsticks hit their heads and faces.
Call me.
Ye Chen only had time to reach out to protect his face before he was beaten hard.
"Um?"
The expected pain did not come. He stretched out the hand that was blocking his eyes and saw that the clothes on his chest were covered with small black arrows. He tore the clothes open and found that there was no trace of blood on his body, only dozens of white sunken marks, and he was tearing them apart.
Disappeared quickly.
"sure!"
He excitedly pulled his shirt aside and looked up at the slightly confused man in black opposite him, rushing forward like a tank.
He himself did not expect that just a one-star mid-level copper-skin skill and iron gauze clothes combined with the sixth-level dragon-elephant prajna skill would be so powerful. Even such mechanisms could be blocked without any damage.
He imagined it would be even better.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu strengthens all aspects of the body, whether it is the skin, muscles or bones and internal organs. It is already quite strong in itself, and combined with the two hard skills, the power is even more powerful. It is close to a second-star low-grade outer sect martial arts master.
Effect.
It is difficult to practice external martial arts, but once you master it, it will be difficult for a master of the same level to be his opponent. If you can't even break through the defense, how can you win?
Deliberately testing his own defense, Ye Chen rushed forward to face the big man with a sarcoma on his eyebrows and punched him with a punch.
"clang!"
The fist collided with the blade, making a crisp sound like the collision of gold and iron. The sword was knocked upside down, and his fist...bleeded.