Tian Yuanhou and the young man holding the bow were unfathomable. Others might not be able to see through them, but Lin Mu had a soul, so he could naturally see that they were both great martial arts masters.
Martial arts masters practice meat, and great martial arts masters exchange blood.
Both of their bodies are like copper skin and iron flesh, and they are full of vitality, which is the sign of a great martial artist.
The stronger one is Tian Yuan Hou, whose blood is so high that he is probably at the peak level, while the young man holding the bow is probably a low-level great martial artist.
"If you have any tricks, use them as soon as possible, otherwise I will take my people and leave."
Xing Lao's sleeves and robes fluttered in the wind, and his old and skinny figure was like a statue of a god standing tall on the sky and on the ground, enduring the hardships of countless calamities and becoming immortal.
"I was about to ask Mr. Xing for advice."
Tian Yuanhou stretched out his right hand, and a long red sword slipped out of his sleeve and fell into his palm.
"Mid-grade spiritual weapon, Cang Yan Sword!"
Lin Mu already knew a lot about the top experts in Tianyuan City, and he could tell at a glance that this was the Cang Yan Sword of Tian Yuan Hou.
Rumor has it that this sword is made of Geng gold and has been tempered in the volcanic field for hundreds of years. The fact that Tian Yuan Hou could obtain this sword was also passed down by the ancestors of the Qiao family.
Although this sword is not as good as the Ziyang Sword, as long as it is a middle-grade spiritual weapon, its power is by no means weak.
"Sword fire burns the sky!"
The sword light turned, and Tian Yuan Hou's body suddenly became a sea of fire: "The mystery of fire is endless, and all kinds of changes are all in one heart. Mr. Xing, my heart is like a sword and fire, and my intention is like the sky. What I want to do, you
Can't stop it."
Every word and deed of Tian Yuan Hou is full of strong confidence.
This is an iron-blooded will forged by being on the battlefield and winning hundreds of battles among thousands of troops.
The iron-blooded will gave his attacks a domineering and decisive aura that swept over everything.
Then, he waved his long sword, and the vast sea of fire instantly became unified, turning into a sword of death and slashing towards Xing Lao.
"How dare you compare yourself to the sky?"
Tian Yuanhou was domineering and awe-inspiring, but Mr. Xing was full of disdain for him.
Amid the strong wind, his thin palms suddenly turned into fists, striking at the Nirvana Sword Fire without dodging.
"This is Tianji Fist."
Lin Mu did not miss any opportunity to improve himself and carefully observed Xing Lao's boxing skills.
That day at Niutou Peak, Xing Lao had used Tianji Fist.
The same boxing technique has completely different charm in his hands and in Xinglao's hands.
Later, he carefully thought about it and found that in terms of understanding Tianji Fist, he was by no means inferior to Xing Lao. After all, he had mastered all the changes of Tianji Fist.
Just thinking about it again and again, I don't know where the gap is.
Now that he had the opportunity to see Xing Lao take action again, he would naturally not miss it.
He soon discovered that the Tianji Fist played by Xing Lao this time was completely different from the last time.
Last time, it was more domineering and controlling. This time, it was more flexible and focused on defense.
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"I understand, the difference is not the aura or the mystery, but the spirituality."
"Boxing is dead, but people are alive."
"Blindly using boxing according to the rules is too rigid. Only by freely using boxing according to the opponent and the battlefield situation can the power of boxing be maximized."
In the past, when he used the Seven-Star Fist, he followed the movements of the human-shaped runes in the Seven-Star Tower exactly.
Now I finally realize that I was totally wrong.
Learning boxing is not to regard boxing as the only model, but to use the boxing you have learned as a reference, absorb and integrate it, and turn it into your own boxing.
"In the past, I studied the Gao family's "Mizong Wuhen", removing the false and retaining the essence, and gradually formed my own movement method - "Mizong Wuhen", which is much more powerful than "Mizong Wuhen".
times, and more suitable for me."
"Now that I have reached the Seven Star Fist, why have I fallen into the cliché again? It seems that I still have not broken the shackles left in my heart by the majesty of my predecessors..."
When Lin Mu realized this, the battle between Tian Yuanhou and Xing Lao had become increasingly fierce.
As soon as the Tianji Fist came out, Tian Yuanhou's sword fire was shattered on the spot.
However, Tian Yuan Hou was not an easy person to deal with, so he immediately formed a seal with his hands: "Fixless Ming King Fire."
A large amount of flame energy was ejected from his body to resist Xing Lao's punch.
Unfortunately, this flame still couldn't stop Xing Lao's Tianji Fist power, and he was defeated step by step.
Just when Xing Lao wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack without giving Tian Yuanhou any more chance to react, a long black arrow struck through the air.
Xing Lao frowned slightly and had to stop and hit the long black arrow with his fist.
boom!
The long black arrow was undoubtedly released by He Chong of Nanping Villa.
This arrow could not hurt Xing Lao, and was broken into pieces by Xing Lao's punch, but it successfully stopped Xing Lao's pursuit of Tian Yuan Hou and bought Tian Yuan Hou time to respond.
Seeing this incredible situation, Qiao Yujiao, Qiao Liu and others were stunned with disbelief on their faces.
Tian Yuan Hou, in the past, was an invincible existence in their eyes.
But now, facing this skinny old man, he couldn't resist, and he had to rely on the cooperation of another great martial artist to resolve the crisis.
This had a huge impact on their hearts.
Although Qiao Niansheng did not react as violently as Qiao Yujiao and others, he was still surprised.
However, he was born to be arrogant than ordinary people, and his eyes soon returned to firmness: "This old man is very strong, but he is also very old. Give me a few years, and I am absolutely sure to surpass him."
"Fudo Myooh!"
While everyone was thinking, Tian Yuanhou had already seized the time He Chong bought him and condensed the surrounding Fudo Myoyo fire to form a Fudo Myoyo made of flames.
"kill!"
Under the control of his true energy, Flame Fudo Mingwang strode in the air, rushed to Xing Lao menacingly, and punched him.
"Nebula Fist!"
This Fudo Ming King was no small matter, and Xing Lao did not dare to be careless, and finally showed off his own boxing technique.
Nebula Fist, the true energy of the stars is like vast flowing clouds, fighting fiercely with Fudo Mingou in the air.
Bang bang bang!
The air is constantly vibrating, and the Flame Fudo Ming King is indeed powerful, but he is still a little inferior to Xing Lao.
However, Tian Yuan Hou still had He Chong to help him, and the war situation between the two sides was temporarily stable.
"King Ming holds the sword!"
Seeing that he couldn't shake Mr. Xing for a long time, Tian Yuanhou made another strong move.
The Cang Yan Sword flew out of his hand and fell into the flaming hands of the Flame Fudo Ming King. The latter held a sharp sword and slashed at Xing Lao in the air.
This cut was like a long river of flames descending from the sky.
Xing Lao's figure looked extremely small under this long river.
"snort!"
However, Xing Lao did not panic and stood there unmoved. He suddenly grasped the palm of his hand and said, "Xingzhu!"
The true energy of the nebula all over the sky shrunk to a point at an incredible speed in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a blue ball with a diameter of half a foot.
Standing on the ground and looking at it from a distance, this blue star bead really looks like a star, spreading its majestic and majestic power.