"boom!"
Wang Cheng had no way to retreat, so he punched the opponent's fist. His fist went numb, and his arm seemed to have been electrocuted by 220 volts of alternating current, making him lose his energy.
He retreated a few meters away, and the person who made the move also retreated a few steps into the courtyard. The two of them were evenly matched.
At this moment, he and Yang Si finally saw this person clearly.
He was dressed in black, his head and face were covered with black cloth, and only his eyes were exposed. Judging from his body shape, he should be a man.
"Damn it! Were you robbed?"
Yang Si's first reaction was the thousands of taels of gold collected in the house, as well as the elixirs that Wang Cheng had worked so hard to refine, including many elixirs such as Dahuan Dan.
Wang Cheng's body swayed, and he had appeared opposite the masked man, and he used a tiger to climb up the mountain.
The masked man seemed to have anticipated Wang Cheng's moves in advance. The moment Wang Cheng grabbed his hand, his body was like a top, centering on his right foot, and circled around Wang Cheng's side.
He raised his sword fingers together, with a cold glow between his fingers, and pointed at the Yamen point on the back of Wang Cheng's head.
The Yamen point is located in the back of the neck, in the depression above the spinous process of the second cervical vertebra, on the posterior midline, upward along the spine, and is a fatal point in the Du meridian of the human body.
Wang Cheng had goosebumps all over his body. Although he had the "Golden Body Art" to protect his body, if this place was touched, even if just a ray of energy seeped into it, he could be killed.
The person who took action was too ruthless, and he must be a Dacheng realm martial artist who can release his true energy!
At the critical moment, Wang Cheng moved one side of his body to avoid the fatal point, but then he felt a chill on his neck, and the energy pierced out from his neck like a sharp sword.
A strand of hair fell, and Wang Cheng appeared a few meters away. He turned around and saw the masked man rushing out of the courtyard.
Yang Si suddenly shouted: "Don't come over!"
The masked man was startled. Could it be that this person was hiding something secret?
But in the blink of an eye, Yang Si ran away. It turned out that "don't come here" was telling him not to come over. He thought Yang Si was trying to hold back some big move!
After being delayed like this, Wang Cheng fell from the sky and blocked him at the door again.
The masked man had quick eyes and quick hands, and stabbed Wang Cheng's neck at the Renying point with his sword.
Another fatal point!
This man is really different from the enemies Wang Cheng has encountered in the past. Not only is his attack ruthless and accurate, but his sense of combat is extremely keen, not comparable to those of ordinary martial arts masters!
Wang Cheng blocked the front with his cross arm, and his sword finger spurted out a blast of energy, piercing his sleeve with a "puff" sound.
Then he felt the pain of needles piercing into the flesh of his forearm, but with the "Golden Body Jue" protecting his body, he knew that he was not seriously injured, at most he had some broken skin.
The masked man missed a hit, then immediately changed his moves, formed a fist with five fingers, and hit Wang Cheng on the head.
Wang Cheng once again crossed his arms to protect his head, and with a "bang", he was knocked back by a punch.
"Thump thump thump" He took several steps back, and with each step he took, a piece of the bluestone bricks on the ground was crushed to pieces!
This person's strength is actually not inferior to him!
After the sixth step, Wang Cheng stomped on the ground and shot out instantly like an arrow from a string.
"ha!"
He used "Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest", and the powerful sound waves shook the surrounding old locust trees.
The masked man's movements stagnated, and there was a brief blank period in his brain. When he came to his senses, a fist hit his jaw from bottom to top.
Bajiquan's ground-reaching cannon!
This punch is heavy and ruthless!
The masked man reacted very quickly and quickly used an iron bridge, punching him in front of his eyes.
Before he could react, the empty fist suddenly sank down and turned into an elbow, hitting him on the chest.
"boom!"
He was knocked back seven or eight meters by a blow, and returned to the courtyard again.
Wang Cheng withdrew his fist and looked solemn. Only he knew that the special move just now only exerted less than 20% of its power at the critical moment.
The opponent's control over his body was not under his control. The moment he was about to hit with his elbow, he actually controlled his upper body to sink, making his blow feel like it was missing.
"Who are you?" Wang Cheng asked.
The masked man didn't answer. He jumped up the wall like a green onion from dry land, and then jumped towards the entrance of the alley.
"Stay!"
Wang Cheng's body swayed, and three figures flashed on the ground one after another. He came thirty meters away and appeared first at the location of the masked man.
The masked man calmly stabbed Wang Cheng's Baihui point with his sword finger.
Wang Cheng protected his head with one arm, and his energy penetrated his sleeve again, and then the sword finger stabbed his arm.
It felt like a sharp sword had been pierced into the flesh. This time, the "copper skin and iron armor" could not stop it.
The sword's finger was too sharp, and coupled with its speed, which was as fast as the wind, and no less powerful than Qi Xue Xiao Cheng, Wang Cheng knew that there would only be one consequence if he didn't retreat.
That is... the sword finger pierced his arm!
Wang Cheng dodged back immediately, but his arm was still seriously injured. The sword finger penetrated at least half a centimeter into the flesh, and blood gushed out along the finger hole.
The mask fell to the ground and flicked his fingers. No wonder Wang Cheng dared to catch his sword finger. It turned out to be a physical training.
Moreover, it is a very high-level body-training technique. Any technique that is not first-class or higher-level cannot block his sword finger. The power of his sword finger is not inferior to that of a real sword.
"kill!"
Wang Cheng was aroused and angered. He pulled open the iron plate on his chest and back, and his whole body suddenly felt light.
Since the raid on Lianyun Castle, he has never taken off the iron plate weighing hundreds of kilograms. Now that it is removed, he can use his body skills to the maximum extent.
In an instant, he appeared ten meters away, but the masked man was not slow either, and he retreated instantly.
He appeared in front of the courtyard wall, his body hanging in the air, face down, about two meters above the ground.
"Bang bang!"
He stepped hard on the courtyard wall with both feet, like an unsheathed sword, using his fingertips as the edge and his body as the blade, he headed straight for Wang Cheng!
Wang Cheng did not dodge or dodge, his energy and blood flowed to his five fingers, and his fist instantly became like red copper, indestructible, facing the masked man's sword finger.
"Everyone stop it!"
Suddenly a voice came from the courtyard. The expressions of Wang Cheng and the masked man changed, and then they stopped their hands at the same time.
Zhang Xiaosheng walked out, wearing a green robe, with deep eyes, a rosy face, and a head of thick Chinese hair hanging naturally around his shoulders. He no longer looked like he had lost his energy before.
"senior!"
Wang Cheng saluted Zhang Xiaosheng, then looked at the masked man and asked what was going on?
The masked man took off the black cloth on his face, revealing his young and middle-aged face.
Who else could be the first class?
"It's you!"
Wang Cheng didn't expect that the masked man was the first one. The blood on his arm was still flowing out, and he said angrily: "You did such a heavy hand!"
"You still have the nerve to tell me?"
The first one pulled off the clothes on his chest, revealing a bruised chest, and pointed: "Did you see it? If I hadn't been able to hide so quickly, I don't know how many bones would have been broken!"
"alright!"
Zhang Xiaosheng stopped the two of them, and then asked Wang Cheng: "What do you think of him?"
Wang Cheng frowned slightly, he was a little confused as to why Zhang Xiaosheng let the first class disguise himself and attack him.
"Very strong!"
This is not a word of comfort. The first-class swordsman from Shuzhou Sword Pavilion is the strongest in swordsmanship, but he didn't use a sword at all just now, and his strength was at least half reduced.
Even so, the speed, strength, moves, and fighting sense displayed by the first class are all inferior to his own!
Once the first class uses the sword, the previous battle may not be like this.
Originally, he thought that Jin Xuefei was already among the top batch of martial arts masters, but now it seems that he is obviously not yet.
"Perhaps for most warriors, ancient warriors are indeed rare, but if you meet a disciple of a top power, a small accomplishment in Qi and blood is just a basic quality, and a great accomplishment is not a rarity!"
Zhang Xiaosheng said: "I asked him to attack you because I actually want to tell you that you are already very strong among your peers. But if you meet a disciple of a top power, you still have a long way to go!"
"good!"
The first class took the words and said: "Brother Wang, I'm not afraid of your jokes. In fact, my strength is really not the best among my peers. Not to mention, my cousin is nicknamed Sword Madman. I'm here He can’t even take ten moves!”
"So powerful?" Wang Cheng was surprised.
The first class nodded and said: "He was born with divine power. His strength reached a thousand kilograms at the age of ten. He stayed in the Qi and Blood Realm for eight full years, and finally achieved great success in the Qi and Blood Realm. Then in just one day, he first passed through Ren and Du Er He then opened the eight extraordinary meridians, and his cultivation level reached the level of martial arts master Xiaocheng. Now, he is about the same age as you, but he has been in the martial arts master Dacheng realm for nearly five years. "
"Five years!!!"
Wang Cheng was beaten in the face again, and it was enough to achieve great vitality and blood. It took him so long to break through to the martial arts realm. How strong is the sword madman?
Is there anyone among the younger generation who can be his opponent?
The first class said: "He is actually not the strongest among the younger generation. As far as I know, the fourth prince of Zhou Dynasty killed a martial arts master as a gunman last year. He is two years younger than me. I’m only eighteen years old this year!”
Wang Cheng was really speechless. He went out and walked around for a long time. The people he met were actually small fish and shrimps. He was not qualified to meet the big fish.
"Why do you think these people stay in the martial arts realm for so long?"
Zhang Xiaosheng went on to explain: "I once told you that this realm of Wuzong is called the "Yuan Dan Realm". The more true energy accumulated in the Qi sea of a warrior's Dantian, the more true energy will be in the future, and the quality of the condensed Yuan Dan will be The higher it gets!”
Wang Cheng understood Zhang Xiaosheng's intentions and said: "Senior, do you want me to continue to practice in the Qi and Blood realm, preferably to reach the level of Qi and Blood?"
Zhang Xiaosheng nodded and said: "Now that you have completely achieved the Qi and Blood Realm, you can transfer to the Zhoutian Realm at any time. If you really do this, you will live up to that inheritance!"
Wang Cheng knew which inheritance Zhang Xiaosheng was talking about, it was the "Fuhu Fist" of boxing champion Nanshan Hu.
That is the essence of boxing champion Nanshan Hu's martial arts. It is one of the few things in the world that can allow people to practice to the Qi and Blood Realm, and then break through from the Qi and Blood Realm to a higher realm.
The journey was smooth and unimpeded.
"Senior, don't worry, this junior has no intention of transferring to the Zhoutian realm, nor will he live up to that inheritance."
He knew that Zhang Xiaosheng also wanted to warn him, telling him not to be proud. As the saying goes, there is a mountain as high as a mountain.
Zhang Xiaosheng nodded and said: "Let's go! Tell me about your experience in Lianyun Castle these days."
