Xun Shaohe's fists roared like a hungry tiger leaping into a stream. His power was so domineering and arrogant that the sound of tearing the air was buzzing.
With the roar of a reckless bull, he competes with this evil tiger.
The force of the fist bump spread out, constantly crushing the green bricks on the ground, and the fragments of the green bricks continued to fly, making a clanging sound.
The power of the fist surged up and down, and Xun Shaoyu immediately felt his blood boiling, and his chest felt so heavy that he almost wanted to vomit blood.
"What a move, Old Fourteen, the Bull Demon, you are really hiding it!" Xun Shaohe's eyes narrowed slightly and he shouted loudly.
This Xun Shaohe is the tenth of the Tendon and Bone Refining, and he is considered a little master in Ye Ting. And Xun Shaoyu's ability to block this punch is already very impressive in the eyes of onlookers.
Of course, if Xun Shaoyu couldn't block this punch, his bones and tendons would be broken at the very least. In more serious cases, his muscles and bones would even be twisted, and most of his kung fu would be wasted.
It was precisely because he felt the crisis that Xun Shaoyu let go and tried his best.
Xun Shaohe's offensive continued, his wrists suddenly moved, and the tiger's claws flexed, stretched, opened and closed, covering Xun Shaoyu's surroundings.
Xun Shaohe was born with supernatural power, and his boxing and martial arts were also powerful and powerful. Every move was followed to suppress people with strength. Waves of evil wind and evil aura came rolling in, and the tiger demon's true energy brushed past, as if there were dozens of wild bulls.
The force roared ferociously.
In a daze, it seemed like a hungry tiger carrying a corpse in its mouth, pressing towards Xun Shaoyu with awe-inspiring awe.
"The tenth training?"
Although Xun Shaoyu possesses dozens of boxing skills, and is very proficient in all of them. However, no matter how proficient the boxing skills are, it is difficult for him to defeat ten groups with one force.
The gap between the tenth and fifth levels is as vast as the abyss, the gap between the truly talented and the mediocre. Those who can enter the tenth level are all true martial arts talents.
"Then, let me see how powerful the so-called tenth refinement is." Xun Shaoyu's eyes were cold, his killing moves were coming out in a flash, and the skin around his body was tightly stretched, like a piece of cowhide.
Bang Xun Shaoyu stamped his foot on the ground. The ground was cracked and the shadows of his fists were heavy, like a huge wave sweeping up. His clothes were making a sound, and the bullocks were roaring with great strength.
Bang bang bang bang bang, the two fists and kicks intersect, their true energy is released, like an invincible tiger in a tiger's pocket, fierce and domineering, like a tortoise and a snake entwined, the movement and stillness are in harmony.
One punch, one punch, and another punch!! Xun Shaohe's fists moved like mountains. Every time a punch landed, it covered Xun Shaoyu's body. The air flow rustled, and the tyrannical brute force seemed to sweep Xun Shaoyu around the air flow.
, were restrained together, allowing Xun Shaoyu to move around a little bit.
In an instant, Xun Shaohe fired thirteen punches in a row, and Xun Shaoyu also fired thirteen punches in a row. The powerful force spread out in all directions, and the ground creaked and trembled under the pressure of the punches.
This was a pure martial arts fight. Xun Shaoyu used dozens of boxing techniques one by one, but Xun Shaohe only used the Tiger Demon Bone Fist to violently break through many killing moves.
At this moment, the energy and blood all over his body couldn't help but surge, and all the bones in Xun Shaoyu's body seemed to be mourning together.
"What a tiger in the chest, what a tiger demon refining bone fist all the way!"
Xun Shaoyu's heart was boiling with fighting spirit, and he didn't even notice that his hand bones were cracked.
For Xun Shaoyu, this is a rare opportunity to measure his own combat strength. See how far he is from the strongest among the younger generation of Xun family members.
This tenth exercise of Yijin and Bone Forging has almost the power of Yijin and Bone Forging. Every collision makes the skin of Xun Shaoyu's muscles and bones feel faintly cracked, and traces of blood seep from the skin.
The tenth bone-burning exercise was indeed completely different from the ordinary nine exercises. Three hundred and sixty-five bones were transformed, and just a slight impact made Xun Shaoyu's arm sore.
If Hunyuan Qi hadn't been used to forge his whole body and twist his whole body's true energy into one, Xun Shaoyu's physical body would be much tougher than ordinary warriors.
Just a few dozen collisions can turn Xun Shaoyu's arm bones into a pile of bone and debris.
Xun Shaoyu's Hunyuan Qi Jin was the foundation, and his physical body was tough and powerful. He actually used the fifth training to defeat Xun Shaohe, a master of the Dzogchen level.
However, after seeing dozens of missed moves, Xun Shaoyu became more energetic and his offensive became stronger. Even Xun Shaohe felt a little pressure.
"Humph" Xun Shaohe snorted coldly, with a fierce look in his eyes.
Xun Shaohe, as one of the three heroes of the Xun family, let Xun Shaoyu go to this extent. In Xun Shaohe's heart, this was nothing short of a great shame and humiliation.
This fierce look disappeared in a flash, making Xun Shaoyu feel cold and his scalp suddenly exploded.
Zheng Zheng Zheng Xun Shaohe held the knife in his hand, with his five fingers together, there was a vague sonorous sound, a cold light was emitted, and the infinite vicious knife intent was condensed.
"This is"
Xun Shaoyu felt a chill all over his body, as if he was seeing a vicious sword slowly unsheathed, killing thousands of living creatures in the world.
This knife gathers evil intent and condenses malice. It is a pure knife, a killing knife.
"This is"
At the same moment, the two elders in Tsing Yi looked at Xun Shaohe's sword action and looked at each other, as if they couldn't believe it.
Both of them are masters at the master level. They have several true dragon powers in every move and every move they make, and they can see things within a radius of dozens of miles as if they were watching fire.
The old man murmured: "This, this is the Hungry Tiger Sword secretly passed down by the Song Dynasty!!"
The two elders were well-informed, especially Xun Shaohe, who had a strong sword intention. Without concealing it, he could naturally discern the origin of this sword intention.
"Yes, yes,"
The old man in green clothes seemed to be immersed in the intention of the sword, and said in a trance: "There is evil in this sword, and it is the evil way of evil people. It is the legendary five-blade sword!"
"According to legend, the ancient king of Xia had an immortal sword, which was comparable to the treasures of heaven and earth. It could kill gods, demons, and humans, and suppressed the nine states of heaven and earth for ten thousand years. After the demise of the Xia Dynasty, the Song Dynasty took the shape of that peerless magic sword.
Obtaining three-thirds of the sword intention, I forged five more magical swords. They carry the royal way, the domineering way, the deceitful way, the evil way, and the evil way!"
"The five magical swords each contain a sword technique. They are completely natural and contain the essence of sword art. They have the ability to kill heavenly beings."
The old man's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly became alert: "Not good"
The power of each of those five divine swords is no less powerful than Feng Laiqin, the divine soldier of Lu State. And the five sword techniques engraved on the divine sword, every move is in harmony with the divine sword, which can be called
A martial art of gods and demons.
This kind of martial arts of gods and demons is not something that Xun Shaohe, a warrior who can change his muscles and forge his bones, can freely control. Therefore, it is more about controlling people with the sword's will rather than using the human power to control the sword.
Once Xun Shaohe loses control, he will be in big trouble!
No, with Xun Shaohe's shallow cultivation, the possibility of losing control is simply 10%!
Thinking like this, the old man watched as the knife was about to fall slowly, his face tightened, he rolled up his robe and got up and left.
clank clank clank
As soon as Xun Shaohe's sword intention came out, his whole body became filled with cold and cruel aura.
The martial arts of gods and demons are close to the Tao!
This kind of atmosphere, this kind of evil spirit, at a glance, you can tell that it is the atmosphere of some kind of top martial arts.
Moreover, because the top-notch martial arts concepts were too high, Xun Shaohe was unable to grasp the divine intention, and the sword intention was leaked to this point.
At this moment, even the stone mirror in the ancestral orifice was trembling slightly, as if it was disturbed by this ferocious energy.
I saw that Xun Shaohe's pupils were white and he was confused, and there were still wisps of cold light between his fingers.
Evil! Evil! Evil!!
The divine voice murmuring in his ears made Xun Shaoyu's expression darker.
"Damn it, when did Old Thirteen master this kind of evil kung fu?" Xun Shaoyu's fingertips trembled slightly, as if he was about to use his stone mirror at any time to block the fatal knife.
Xun Shaoyu directly felt that this sword definitely had the power to kill people and kill people!
At this moment, Xun Shaoyu no longer thought about how much covetous attention he would attract with his status as a first-class treasure soldier.
If he had not used the stone mirror, he would not have had the slightest chance to fight back under Xun Shaohe's sword. Even when he thought of evading, Xun Shaoyu's skin would have faint cracks, making it extremely ferocious and terrifying.
This is the intention of the sword, which acts on the spirit. Even with just a glance, it can kill people invisible.
Xun Shaohe raised his knife slightly, and the sonorous buzzing sound became more and more harsh.
Raise your hands and draw the sword!
Xun Shaohe connected his body with the sword, and his sharp edge suddenly blossomed.
Xun Shaoyu's face darkened slightly, and within the innate ancestral aperture between his brows, drops of source power suddenly dispersed. The stone mirror held the red energy, trying to pull it and wait for the opportunity to move.
Suddenly, Xun Shaoyu's eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, the innate red energy gradually dissipated, and he faced the sword light alone, as if standing still.
The sword glowed with extreme murderous intent, and the sword light slowly passed by. I saw that the bluestones paved on the ground along the road were crushed into fine sand.
clang
At the critical moment, a figure stood steadily in front of Xun Shaoyu, with his two fingers together and his sword pointed, like a copper wall, blocking the overflowing murderous intent.
The old man's face showed a cold expression, he looked at Xun Shaohe indifferently, and said: "This important place for martial arts performance must not be stained with blood!"
"How dare you, an old man, come to stop me?" Xun Shaohe had a crazed look on his face, and his eyes were cold and cold, getting thicker and thicker.
With the sword intent filling his body, Xun Shaohe completely realized the evil ways of the Hungry Tiger Sword.
"How presumptuous!!" Hearing this, the old man's face showed anger and his tongue thundered.
Those who can be called elders of the clan are all the Dinghai Shenzhen and Jade Pillar of the clan, and they are at least at the Grandmaster level.
What's more, the old man is a martial artist and cannot be called weak among the masters.
His anger was like a sea splitting and a mountain collapsing, and his tyrannical momentum swept everything, like the sacred mountain of Zhongyue suddenly pressing down.
The old man laughed angrily: "My whole life, I have fought for the Xun family and the Lu State, overcoming thorns and thorns, and survived a hundred battles. How dare you, a mere young master, dare to touch my tiger's beard.
"roll!!"
Hunting and stirring, the old man's body is stooped, but he seems to have infinite strength. He can be the white jade pillar supporting the sky for the Lu State, or the purple gold beam for the Xun family.
The old man held out a finger indifferently, and a drop of blood oozed from the fingertip.
This was the price the old man paid for the Hungry Tiger Sword Intention just received.
The Hungry Tiger Sword is worthy of the mythical martial arts of gods and demons, which allows even the most vulnerable people to injure the elderly. This is a reborn master figure.
The old man was about to take a step forward when he stepped forward to teach this dandy an unforgettable lesson. Although he was angry in his heart, he still had to be wary of Xun Shaohe's background.
However, Xun Shaohe was so disrespectful to the elders of the clan, and using this as an excuse to impose a light punishment was still acceptable.
"Um"
Abruptly, the old man paused suddenly and turned his gaze towards Fengwu Pavilion.
The old man frowned, as if he wanted to feel something, with confusion on his face.
"How dare you, evildoer!!"
Suddenly, a loud shout resounded throughout Yeting and even Nanyang.
Roaring, rumbling, and rumbling above Yeting, black clouds suddenly gathered together, rolling and roaring like thunder, seemingly boundless, and even mixed with howling wind and rain.
This shocking sight made all the Grandmasters and Grandmasters of Ye Ting, Nanyang, etc. suddenly change their expressions.
As the capital of the Lu State, Nanyang has so many warriors, including dozens of great masters. With so many strong men suppressing everyone in the world, the city of Nanyang has not experienced a dark cloud for a long time.
"Something happened," the old man muttered to himself, looking in the direction where the black clouds were gathering, his eyes serious.
The old man in Tsing Yi also came to his side at some unknown time, with a solemn expression on his face, and sneered: "That's evil spirit. Which big evil spirit is this? Is it so reckless and ignorant that he dares to break into the prince's palace?"
With the strength of Lu State, on the land of Yuzhou, except for the two major princes of Zheng and Song Dynasty, Lu State can treat them with caution. Other monsters, ghosts, and princes will not be much stronger under the front of Lu State's iron cavalry.
And with the power of Lu State, Yeting, as the center of a country, is really like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, and even the wandering immortals on the earth may not be able to escape unscathed.
boom
A ray of sword light shot out from above the eaves of Fengwu Pavilion, turning into a river of swords. The sword energy was flowing freely and endlessly. The awe-inspiring sword intent filled the space between heaven and earth.
This river of swords flows endlessly from south to north, and the swords are clanking.
"Xun Shangguan!!" A piercing scream was accompanied by dark clouds, billowing up and down.
"The Xun family has suppressed my king for a hundred years, and now it is time for my king to appear."
boom
A big hand suddenly shattered the void and captured the dark clouds in the sky. The big hand seemed to be only a few feet away, but with the force of this stroke, it encompassed the entire sky, hundreds or thousands of miles away.
"nonsense!"
The cold and indifferent voice conveyed a noble and indifferent attitude, overlooking all living beings in the world.
"Ahhhhh!!"
The shrieking and harsh sound became more and more dull and panicky as the black clouds over the city disintegrated.
I saw that this big hand slowly spread out, as if there were stars gathering, and the stars were guarding it. Three hundred and sixty-five stars were shining brightly from the palm of my hand.
The three hundred and sixty-five stars in the sky, reflecting each other, turned into a millstone, and the black clouds kept pouring into the big hand, and were constantly being rubbed away by the millstone.
"You, you are not Da Zong." The panicked shouts suddenly stopped, and black clouds disintegrated into nothingness one by one in Da Zong's hands.
Dark clouds that stretched for hundreds or thousands of miles, came and went as fast as they came, and vanished into nothing in an instant under this big hand.11