Chapter 31: How many punches can he pick me up? (Ask for a monthly ticket)
Inside the pavilion, Fu Cailin's whole body was covered with sword aura. As time went by, sword auras appeared one after another, from one zhang to three feet, and now to ten feet at this moment.
Even though his three female disciples had died in front of him just now, he did not change his expression at all, as if nothing had happened.
After killing the three female disciples who were trying to escape, Gai Nie didn't even blink, nor did he show any intention of taking back the sword. Instead, he inserted the Yuanhong Sword on the ground, put his hands on the hilt, and looked at the two of them quietly.
, waiting for the result of the duel.
Fu Cailin was already determined to die, and he no longer wanted to escape.
There is no way to run away. The white-clothed swordsman in front of you, the black-clothed swordsman outside the door, and the white-clothed woman in front of you are all masters at the Grand Master level.
They are obviously so young and look like they are only in their twenties or thirties, but they are already great masters and have a bright future.
However, at this moment, he insists on coming over to embarrass himself. The old dog also has three teeth!
Looking at these sword energy, Tang Zichen was not worried at all, but was a little excited. After snorting coldly, she no longer hid her strength!
Boom
Boom
Boom
It sounded like beating a drum, and soon the sound of rushing water came to my ears again.
This is Yijian Pavilion. Of course, there are no war drums, and there is no river. But what is the sound of drums and running water?
Outside Yijian Pavilion, Wei Zhuang shook his head as he listened to the sound of drums and running water.
He picked up the wine bottle at his waist, took off the lid and drank. This old man was finished!
At this moment, all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several hundred meters was absorbed by Tang Zichen. The density of his entire body was constantly increasing. His muscles had long since turned golden, and the color of his blood had also changed from bright red to silver.
The bones in the body have long since turned the color of white jade.
Boom!
The outcome of a master's battle is often determined by one move or two moves, and sometimes it is even shorter. It was like this at this moment, in the flash of lightning, and even in less than a breath, the two of them were finished fighting.
With his last breath of true energy hanging on his life, Fu Cailin's face showed confusion, confusion, and relief.
"Is it worth it? But I have no regrets after all. I will exchange my broken body for your right hand and destroy a martial arts genius in the Central Plains. No loss, no loss!"
After saying the last sentence, Tang Zichen's left hand, which had penetrated his chest, exerted a slight force. Fu Cailin, who had only been penetrated in the chest, was completely reduced to powder.
At her feet was the right hand that had just been chopped off.
His right hand was broken at the shoulder level, and Fu Cailin's sword energy remained on the wound. He picked it up with a glance and pressed it directly on his right shoulder.
At this moment, the energy and blood in the body surged wildly. Only a quarter of an hour later, Tang Zichen withdrew his left hand and moved his right arm: "It actually took me a quarter of an hour to get rid of the remaining sword energy. It is not weak anymore."
Hearing this, Gai Nie couldn't help but rolled his eyes. It was really a foul. It was because Fu Cailin didn't think of this that he died as soon as he took the shot.
Otherwise, even if he is not an opponent, he can at least fight for a while, instead of being over in a few breaths like now.
He never thought that someone would take the initiative to exchange his life for his life and die together. However, Tang Zichen was more experienced in controlling the physical body. At the critical moment of exchanging his life for his life, he replaced himself with his right hand.
"The connection between warriors and politics in this world is very tight. Without Fu Cailin's pressure, there will definitely be a fight between Yeon Gaesumun and the King of Goguryeo! In this way, we won't have to worry about them in a short time."
While Gai Nie was analyzing the current situation, Tang Zichen kept his eyes closed tightly, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the blood in his body continued to turn silvery white.
A wisp of green smoke appeared above the head. This green smoke was impurities. At least for Tang Zichen, this green smoke was useless waste in the body.
Exchange blood!
Exchange blood!
"At the invitation of His Majesty, I came to Daqin to create Qi and Blood Martial Arts. Now I have achieved some success. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is really a good thing!"
"I used the original foundation and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as a catalyst to complete the skin training and meat refining. Using the elixir provided by the king and the infinite spiritual energy of heaven and earth, I completed bone refining and marrow cleansing."
"Through this journey, I have fought against all the masters from all over the country. Under the catalysis of the life and death crisis, I began to exchange blood. After killing Fu Cailin today, the blood exchange is completed."
"Then what?" Wei Zhuang, who didn't know when he came in, suddenly asked.
"It's not strong enough. Although I have tens of thousands of kilograms of strength in one hand now, and almost infinite strength in an explosion, it is still not enough compared to the supreme master who controls the power of heaven and earth. Even if my personal strength is stronger
Even if you are strong, you are no match for Heaven and Earth!"
Having said this, Tang Zichen did not look depressed at all, but laughed: "But the ruler is longer, and the inch is shorter. Although the power to control the world is not as good as Zhenqi Martial Arts, when it comes to the control of the physical body,
Control, but far superior to it.”
"How about regenerating my severed limb?"
"Amazing, really amazing." Gai Nie said, with only admiration but no envy in his words.
Tang Zichen has her own way, and she also has her own way. Although the way of Qi and Blood is good, it is not suitable for her. Just admire the mind of the person who opened the way, and don't be too envious.
"The next step is the internal organs, which are the weakest organs in the whole body. Once I succeed, I will reach the peak of both internal and external training. At that time, it is time to consider breaking through the ancient real person."
At this point, Tang Zichen heard a growl from his stomach.
This Qi-blood martial art is good, but it consumes too much.
Every time you make a move, it is equivalent to burning your blood and body.
If you don't prepare treasure medicine in advance and prepare various treasures that contain a lot of vitality of heaven and earth, you will lose several months of your life in almost a fight.
As for absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is not impossible, but unless the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is too abundant, there is no hope of making progress. With the current level of spiritual energy in the Tang Dynasty, it can only keep oneself from being hungry.
Tang Zichen even had a premonition that once she made further breakthroughs and completed the internal training, the spiritual energy of the world and the earth would not be able to meet her daily needs. That would be the real pitfall!
"The rest are the Turks. The situation of the Turks is very similar to that of Goguryeo."
"Today's Khan is Jieli Khan, but Tuli refused to obey him, and there were constant internal fights. But the martial master Bixuan suppressed these internal fights. Once Bixuan died, fighting would start inside the grassland. Even then, even if
Those familiar people from the Central Plains, no matter how much you contact them, it’s useless!”
"Wu Zun? What a strong tone. How many punches can he take from me?"