Speaking of which, ordinary three-star internal skills cannot involve the eight extraordinary meridians. In other words, most Star Bridge Realm masters practice four-star internal skills.
With both cultivation and internal strength being dominant, Star Bridge Realm masters have an almost irreversible chance of victory when facing True Qi Realm warriors.
Unless the martial arts realm of Zhenqi Realm warriors is much higher, generally speaking, Star Bridge Realm masters have practiced martial arts for longer and their own qualifications are not bad. It is difficult to widen the gap in martial arts realm.
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This is the reason why there are very few True Qi Realm warriors in the world who can leapfrog and defeat Star Bridge Realm masters.
But Zhuo Mufeng's situation is different.
Although he cultivates the three-star internal skill Dragon Yin Qi, thanks to the three-level gate of power and martial arts, he has mastered this internal skill very well. In just a few years, he is only a hair away from the perfect state.
On the other hand, ordinary Star Bridge Realm masters, even though they practice four-star internal skills, have not fully understood the essence, and are still far away from perfection. They do not have the advantage they imagined when facing Zhuo Mufeng, and their martial arts realm is far behind.
, reflected in strength, it is actually inferior.
This is the truth behind the strong man with a sharp beard who was killed by three swords.
"impossible!"
"Senior Brother Qiu was killed?"
The four Star Bridge Realm masters who were distractedly paying attention to the situation were shocked. Some of them couldn't believe their eyes. A dignified first-level Star Bridge Realm master was killed by a boy with peak true strength in one glance?
The yellow-haired man who was watching also narrowed his eyes, and a hint of coldness shot out from the slits in his eyes. When he saw Zhuo Mufeng killing the other four people, intending to rescue Liao Qixiong, he rushed away quickly and waved.
A huge green palm print appeared.
This man's skill is much stronger than that of the big man with a beard. The green palm print is not only full of energy, but also has a strange smell. Zhuo Mufeng is no stranger to this and knows that it is a poisonous skill.
Although Balong said that the elixir he refined could detoxify most poisons and poisonous skills, Zhuo Mufeng still did not dare to be careless. He quickly held his breath and calmed down. At the same time, he moved his body sideways and swung his long sword diagonally.
previously.
boom!
The huge force shocked Zhuo Mufeng's five fingers to bleed, and the long sword flew away, piercing into the tree trunk not far away. The green aura lingering around the sword body poured into the tree trunk, and in the blink of an eye, the big tree where the two hugged each other erupted.
Green smoke arose, and the branches withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The yellow-haired man didn't give Zhuo Mufeng any chance to breathe. His body was refracted, and the light and shadow he dragged out formed a right angle. He struck with another heavy palm, and the green aura was compelling to his soul.
Zhuo Mufeng was just next to the stone table at the moment. He quickly grabbed the sword left by Wu Yuanyuan. With a clang, the sword light swayed like a rainbow. Bai Sensen's sword energy almost cut open the green poisonous palm. It was sharper than the Yitian Sword.
Worse than that.
It is indeed a three-star sword. I heard that a weapon of this level can not only cut iron like clay, but also have miraculous effects. I just don’t know what the miraculous effects of this sword are.
The thought flashed past, and the yellow-haired man obviously saw the value of the long sword. His eyes were bright, and his body suddenly volleyed back three feet like a balloon, and then shot back at an even faster speed, so fast.
The figure is blurry.
Zhuo Mufeng almost didn't have time to react. There was a strong wind whistling between his mouth and nose, and the terrifying force was approaching his cheek. His hands were standing in front of him like a mechanical sword to block it.
It was a pity that he could not stop the yellow-haired man. He pressed his palm hard against the sword, and Zhuo Mufeng's arms tightened suddenly and almost broke on the spot. His face was twisted in pain, and he almost suspected that he was going to die on the spot.
A tinkling sound was heard, but Wu Yuanyuan's sword emitted streams of tiny seven-color sword energy, which drilled out from the holes in the hilt, like thin needles with extremely strong penetrating power.
The yellow-haired man was shocked. He was not a close relative and had no idea that Wu Yuanyuan's sword was a three-star sword. What's more, the yellow-haired man didn't know that this sword was left by Wu Yuanyuan.
These seven-color sword energy made the yellow-haired man feel uneasy. His first reaction was to dodge, but it was too late. He quickly retracted his palm and returned to protect himself. At the same time, he also slapped the other palm fiercely in an attempt to consume the power of the sword energy.
But he underestimated the seven-color sword energy. The green palm prints were as if they were made of paper, and small holes like pinholes were easily penetrated. The sword energy penetrated from the back of the hand, almost half a step slower, and penetrated the other side.
one hand.
At this time, the yellow-haired man had exhausted all his strength and froze in mid-air. A scream jumped out of his throat and stopped abruptly. His entire face was pierced, and blood spattered from all directions on his head, like a spherical blood bag.
The whistling wind was still sounding, but the exhausted seven-color sword energy came out along the small hole in the head, turning into mist and dissipating.
Most of the yellow-haired man's hair was dyed blood-colored, his face was blurred, and he fell to the ground with his head raised.
"Is this girl Wu Yuanyuan's seven-color sword energy?"
Zhuo Mufeng took a breath. He knew a little bit about Wu Yuanyuan's background, not to mention that the other party had used similar sword skills when they fought against Fu Shan.
His eyes fell on the hilt of the sword, and he discovered that there was a small mechanism in the concave part on one side of the hilt. It must have been shaken out by the yellow-haired man just now, causing it to be hidden in the sword.
The empty sword energy in the handle exploded.
Zhuo Mufeng pressed the mechanism back, and with a clicking sound, the small holes on the surface of the sword hilt immediately disappeared without a trace, as if the small holes were closed organically inside. From the outside, there was no clue at all.
It seems that this is the secret of this sword. It can store sword energy, and in critical moments, it will kill the person without paying for it. However, this move requires both parties to be very close to each other, and the number of times it can be used is limited.
In that moment, the stored sword energy had obviously been consumed.
The situation was urgent. Zhuo Mufeng didn't have time to think too much. He quickly held the sword in his hand and charged forward. Although it was only delayed for a moment, the three remaining masters of the helm had already fallen into a pool of blood one after another and were killed.
Dismember the body.
Three of the six accompanying guards were dead. Liao Qixiong, Li Jiaowa, and another man named Zhang Zhen were still struggling, but they were all covered in blood, and it looked like they wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
Zhuo Mufeng was furious and anxious, so he raised his sword and struck out.
The surrounding True Qi Realm warriors were initially horrified when they saw the yellow-haired man being killed, but one of them shouted: "This thief's sword has lost its effectiveness, don't be afraid, trap him!"
This group of desperadoes obviously knew that there was no room for error in today's actions, otherwise their last place of refuge would cease to exist.
What's more, they only blocked Zhuo Mufeng slightly. As long as the other four uncles took out their hands, they didn't have to be afraid. They immediately gathered their courage, stood up in a fan shape, and used special moves in the air in an attempt to prevent Zhuo Mufeng from approaching.
"Get out of here!"
Without any delay, Zhuo Mufeng unfolded the Great Sumeru Sword. Under the blessing of the three-star sword, the sword shadow surged and flew, like countless hedgehogs shooting out, cutting through the thorns and thorns, and charging forward bravely.
The surrounding internal force attacks were suddenly blown away, and more due to speed issues, they hit behind Zhuo Mufeng, making it impossible to form a joint offensive.
Zhuo Mufeng's two Qingqing Dao disciples were so scared that they were scared to death. Seeing Zhuo Mufeng coming to kill them, they had no time to react and were chopped into four pieces.
Zhuo Mufeng suddenly broke through the siege, like a tiger coming out of the gate, killing one of the men who tried to stab Liao Qixiong's heart, and shouted: "I will die!"
The man's pupils shrank, he cursed a bastard, and had to pull away to face Zhuo Mufeng.
A clanging sound.
This man's internal strength was obviously stronger than that of the strong man with a beard, and the residual force caused Zhuo Mufeng's arms to burst open, and blood dripped from his arms, and his body was shot backwards.
However, this man's sword was cut off by Zhuo Mufeng. He was caught off guard and did not dare to pursue Zhuo Mufeng. He quickly stepped back and was still struck by the sword on his chest. His face suddenly became extremely gloomy.
Zhuo Mufeng killed again, not afraid of death, and did not forget to encourage the three people in the distance: "Brother Liao, Sister Li, Brother Zhang, hold on, I will rescue you soon!"
The three people, who were in despair and almost collapsed, quickly squinted their eyes.
Seeing that the eldest young master not only did not abandon them, but actually dragged a pair of bloody arms to fight with the Star Bridge Realm master in order to save them, with the intention of fighting for his life, he felt deeply moved in his heart and his nose felt a little sore.
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They are just Miao Qingcheng's guards. Although they are carefully selected, as long as they are willing to put down the effort, they can be trained sooner or later with the strength of the Sanjiang Alliance. However, Zhuo Mufeng is willing to give up his life and great future to live with them here.
die.
This precious friendship almost instantly hit the thick atrium defenses of the three of them, almost making them shed tears.
Liao Qixiong laughed loudly, and used his strength to block another attack. He actually felt that the abdominal pain was slightly lighter, and shouted: "Young Master, don't worry about us, as long as you have this heart, that's enough!"
Li Jiaowa shouted: "Master, if I survive today, I will have three hundred cups of wine with you."
Zhang Zhen could only laugh, his eyes blurred.
"A bunch of wishful thinking idiots, they are still daydreaming when they are about to die, watch me cripple this kid, kill him!"
The man whose sword was broken opened his hand and sucked it, and a sword on the ground fell into his hand. With a cold look on his face, facing Zhuo Mufeng's fierce attack from the front, he suddenly pulled away, dodged to the back and side, and suddenly accelerated straight away.
Stab, the sword shines like a ghost.
This is Zong Hua's unique sword move. This person is one of Zong Hua's disciples, and he is quite exquisite in sword moves.
Zhuo Mufeng felt a chill in his heart. He tensed his back and blocked his sword with his sword without turning his head. However, he was unable to withstand the speed of the opponent's sword. There was a sound of friction between the blades, and the sword that was thrust into his vest missed the target.
Zhuo Mufeng secretly moved Long Youbu forward, but in the end he was half a beat too late, and the sword penetrated him two inches, causing him to break out in cold sweat.
He subconsciously wanted to use the poisonous smoke given by Balong, but he was afraid of accidentally injuring Liao Qixiong and others. As he wavered, the man's sneer started again. Zhuo Mufeng blocked his left waist, and this time he was almost pierced by a sword.
With blood splattering, he staggered sideways.
But the other party had no intention of stopping, and heard one sword blow after another. Although Zhuo Mufeng reacted quickly enough, his internal strength was not as good as it was. In addition, he was injured, and there were more and more wounds on his body, and blood was everywhere.
One after another.
This situation made Liao Qixiong and the others feel heartbroken. Even though they were on the verge of life and death, they still did not forget to remind Zhuo Mufeng to leave, adding new injuries to their bodies.
Zhuo Mufeng had no choice but to leave. Under the man's impeccable and continuous attacks, he could barely parry.
A burning rage surged in Zhuo Mufeng's chest, growing stronger and stronger, as if it was going to explode his body. He hated this feeling of powerlessness and hated being killed in a humiliating way.
After entering the Jianghu for several years, he has gone through ups and downs and dangers of life and death. Finally, he has finally reached the point where he has become the eldest son of the Sanjiang Alliance and has many resources. How could he fall here, among a group of shady people?
Offal in hand?!
"Boy, when you are reincarnated in your next life, remember to be a bitch with a narrow-minded mind and overestimate your capabilities. You are wasting your time!"
The man's disdainful and sarcastic laughter rang in his ears, and another stab with the sword was about to kill him.
Zhuo Mufeng saw the shouts of Liao Qixiong and others. Time seemed to be slowing down. The anger that he could not control completely exploded and was vented wantonly.
"Roar!"
Zhuo Mufeng looked up to the sky and roared, the sound of the dragon's roar shook the void, his body seemed to be hit by electric current, and a numbing feeling spread out layer by layer.
At this moment, the internal energy of Dragon Yin Qi, which was just a sliver away from reaching perfection, suddenly ran wildly and broke through an invisible barrier. It circulated freely around Zhuo Mufeng, and his internal energy surged by 15%.
Dragon Yin Qi actually entered the state of perfection at this moment!