This martial art started by condensing the spirit with murderous aura. After practicing in the military, it can be said that it has advanced by leaps and bounds. It is easy to become a martial arts saint in a few years.
Li Hongzhuang was able to transform into pure Yang at the age of less than thirty. In addition to her own talent, she relied on this martial arts.
But at the same time, this martial art can also easily kill people. If you cannot practice it to the point where blood turns into pure Yang before the age of thirty, your life energy will be exhausted and you will die by the age of thirty.
But at the same time, the lethality of this martial arts is also terrifying. This is a martial arts that is born for killing, to enter the Tao, harvest the lives of others, and harvest your own life.
Even if you achieve the myth of martial arts, if you don't break out of the cage of this martial arts and reincarnate from death, you will gradually move toward self-destruction.
A long time ago, Chu Ming heard rumors that there was something wrong with the Tiandao practitioner. Now that he met Li Hongzhuang, it just proved something.
In Chu Ming's opinion, the master who created the martial arts killing fist had a martial arts wisdom that was simply inhuman. He just didn't know whether the opponent's final Huahong really shattered the void, or whether he went crazy and became a demon Huahong and died.
"Your martial arts is indeed powerful, but it is not a martial arts myth after all. You must know that there are people outside the world, and even if those mythical figures do not fight you, no one may be able to kill you!"
Li Hongzhuang said.
"It's best that they come to me. It's really good to use their lives to nourish my fist spirit!" Chu Ming's words were pure and cold, like freshly poured spring water.
His words were plain, as if he was not talking about killing, but about what to eat for dinner.
"What if a mythical character comes in person?"
Li Hongzhuang continued.
When Chu Ming heard this, he raised his head and looked up at the night sky. There were no clouds in the sky, and the stars and the moon were shining brightly: "If there is a head-on confrontation, between three and seven, if I want to leave, no one can leave me!"
"You don't understand my martial arts, so you would say such a thing!"
Before he finished speaking, Chu Ming suddenly moved. His footwork was as misty as clouds and as fast as thunder. The two completely different styles merged together, like ghosts and gods, completely unpredictable.
Chu Ming and Li Hongzhuang were about three feet apart. With a distance of three feet, Chu Ming only used two steps to step out of a huge water lotus on the water waves.
"Walking on water?"
Seeing the blooming water lilies in the water, Li Hongzhuang's pupils shrank.
This kind of martial arts, in her opinion, even if it is a martial arts myth, there is no such method.
Once you practice martial arts to the point where your blood turns into pure yang, you can reach the level of water above your knees. After that, your martial arts will double every inch you raise.
Even if it's a martial arts legend, if you step on water, it will still be up to your ankles.
But what Chu Ming showed now was truly walking on the waves.
This change in power was simply beyond his imagination, causing her to even have the illusion that all this was a deception.
This is of course not a hoodwink, but Chu Ming's ability to use his internal energy to lighten his body, reduce weight, turn blood into pure Yang physical energy, penetrate the void with subtle spiritual energy, and create lotus step by step.
Miracle!
Qi and Blood Martial Arts are rooted in the human body. It is impossible to have the skill of stepping on the left foot and the right foot to reach the sky. However, Zhen Qi Martial Arts is a kind of martial arts that penetrates the inside and outside. Although Chu Ming's current martial arts cannot control the air,
Yes, but after integrating the skills and strength of Qi and Blood Martial Arts, he can already walk on water.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Ming had appeared in front of Li Hongzhuang. Chu Ming's step didn't feel like a pounce or a grab. It was more like a three-foot space that was forcibly compressed in Chu Ming's step.
It gives people an extremely weird sense of time and space.
Just as Chu Ming moved, Li Hongzhuang also reacted instantly.
At this moment, Li Hongzhuang's aura changed from that of a great enlightened Bodhisattva to that of a female Shura. The aura of blood evil was billowing, and even a faint smell of blood appeared in the air.
Li Hongzhuang did not grow up in the peaceful Ming martial arts world, but grew up in the dark martial arts world that was constantly killing people.
Across the world, Li Hongzhuang killed countless terrorists and international mercenaries.
Chu Ming once saw a video of Li Hongzhuang. It was a scene of Li Hongzhuang harvesting lives like a god of death on the battlefield in Africa.
The hail of bullets and bullets on the battlefield couldn't hit her at all. Instead, the group of terrorists fell down one by one.
In the dark martial arts world, Li Hongzhuang has a nickname called Bloody Shura!
Only in recent years, Li Hongzhuang has understood the way of life and cultivated her mind and nature, has she suppressed the murderous aura in her body. Otherwise, as long as she lets go, even the most ferocious tiger will crawl in front of her in an instant.
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After all, Li Hongzhuang still failed to understand the reincarnation of death. Now, once she uses her martial arts, the murderous aura in her bones will burst out without concealment, instantly turning the surrounding area into a Shura field.
Ordinary masters, if suppressed by such murderous intent, would lose their courage in an instant and have no choice but to let themselves be slaughtered.
But Chu Ming's own soul has been tempered and strengthened incomparably. In the recent period of this world, he has enriched his spiritual world with the spirit of humanity. He has returned to the ruins through spiritual training, has his own roots, and his spiritual thoughts have become stronger. This is not at all for Li
Photographed by Hongzhuang.
Refining the Gods to Return to the Void is a spiritual state, also called Refining the Gods to Return to the Void. Some people interpret it as void, but this is not the case. The real Refining the Gods to Return to the Void is to cultivate your own spirit to be as tough as an eternal sacred mountain.
Xu means sacred mountain, not emptiness.
Li Hongzhuang's fists were fast and fierce, extremely sharp, just like the scythe of the God of Death, bringing blood and death to harvest life.
At this moment, Chu Ming's body energy vibrated suddenly, his robes bulged, and he let out bursts of dragon roars and thunderous sounds. The sound was so terrifying that Li Hongzhuang even felt an irresistible feeling in her heart.
Feel.
This is an absolute power. No matter how your moves change or your thoughts are weird, I can defeat all methods with my own strength.
"boom!"
With just one punch, Li Hongzhuang was blown away by Chu Ming, and she took dozens of steps back on the water before stopping her body.
At this moment, her knees were submerged in the river water, and her pulled-up hair was blown away by Chu Ming's fist, making her look very embarrassed.
"Such martial arts..."
Li Hongzhuang was amazed, and her heart was full of unconcealable meaning.
Five years ago, she asserted that Chu Ming was a late bloomer and that he would be famous twenty years later, but now she is no longer a match for Chu Ming, a younger generation.
She knew that if Chu Ming hadn't saved her hand just now, she would have died.
That kind of power was already inhuman, and the martial arts of walking on water to form a lotus made her even more convinced.
On the other side, after Chu Ming knocked Li Hongzhuang away, he lightly touched his body on the water like a bird. He flew back directly and landed firmly on his boat. Even his trousers were not stained at all.
Water marks.
On the bank of the river, Jiang Taixu put the last stroke on his painting. There was no moon over the river, no beauty, only a dragon elephant with its head above the sky and the ground, as if it was about to crush the world!