Seeing the cold light on the sword, Fang Xuan's figure dodged back lightly, I felt regretful in my heart.
Pity.
Ren Qianxing also had a moment of respite from the violent attack. His mouth was filled with fishy sweetness, and his internal organs were feeling pain. Although the few kicks just now were protected by true energy, they still shocked his internal organs.
Changjian Zhudi slowly stood up from the ground and looked at the masked Fang Xuan in front of him with hatred.
"The rat who hides his head and shows his tail will die."
Ren Qianxing has never been a generous person, not to mention the injury this person just took the opportunity to inflict on himself.
The true energy in the Dantian circulates through the meridians, and invisible aura radiates from the whole body. The clothes on the body rustle, and the foot is as light as a goose feather and rushes towards Fang Xuan. The long sword in his hand glows with three inches of light. .
Fang Xuan felt solemn in his heart.
Martial arts novels have been written to pieces, and the light on the sword is clearly the sword's Gang, which is said to be indestructible.
"Split-light slash."
Under such circumstances, Fang Xuan naturally stopped using his fists to fight back. The Black Cold Sword came out of its sheath and turned into a black cold light to fight back.
Ding~
The violent shock caused the two of them to retreat at the same time, looking at each other solemnly.
Ren Qianxing only felt numbness in his arms, and the bones in his hands were trembling slightly.
Fang Xuan, on the other hand, felt a tingling sensation in the meridians inside his arm, and an invisible force was raging in the meridians, like needle pricks.
"Is this internal power? It's really mysterious."
Finally, the vibration of Qi and blood forcefully suppressed the stinging power in the meridians of the arm.
"Ren Qianxing's martial arts is stronger than mine, even comparable to the realm of divine power. This is troublesome."
While thinking, Ren Qianxing perched on top again. His body swayed, like the wind blowing on a big tree, swaying its branches, and the long sword in his hand made a faint sound of wind and thunder.
"Fight."
My own martial arts skills are not as good as the opponent's, so I can't dodge, I can only fight hard.
My own advantage is that my muscles and bones are strong and my physical strength lasts a long time. However, my opponent has internal strength. Although my physical body is not as good as my own, my lethality is extremely high.
He secretly made a strategy in his mind, his thigh muscles trembled, and he stepped on the White Crane in the Cloud method of Songhe Wanshou Fist. He took dozens of steps in an instant while the long sword in his hand used the "Three Shadow Strikes".
This is the secret skill taught in the Wanxiang Garden. It can strike three swords in an instant. Each sword is solid, with a virtual middle and a real middle. The virtual makes people unable to guard against it.
This sword move can only be performed by warriors who are in the fourth level of hardness and softness of the physical body. It can be hard or soft, and can be changed during battle.
Ding~
The two swords clashed, and Fang Xuan felt a dark force strike hard, and the bones of his wrist suddenly became sore and numb as if struck by lightning.
Ren Qianxing was shocked by Fang Xuan and took two steps back. His eyes flashed strangely, and he could also see that the opponent's muscles and bones seemed to be unusually strong.
Shaking his wrist twice, his internal energy began to circulate, the labor pain disappeared, and he stabbed Fang Xuan again without thinking.
"Falling stars fall."
Lifting it up like a comet striking the moon, a white rainbow pierced towards Fang Xuan.
"The crane flutters its feathers."
"Three strikes of split shadow."
Ren Qianxing sneered. He had seen this sword move before and could naturally break it.
The sword slid through the gap and stabbed Fang Xuan's cheek. If it had hit the Liuyang leader, it would have been broken open and he would have died.
At the critical moment, Fang Xuan twisted his body, but even so, the sword light still cut off the veil on his face.
The moment he saw Fang Xuan's face, Ren Qianxing felt his heart shake for a moment, and his eyes were full of disbelief, as if he had seen something terrifying.
"Kill now~"
The figure jumped dozens of steps, and the black cold sword turned into a cold light. Along with a trace of blood, Ren Qianxing covered his neck and collapsed to the ground.
Ren Qianxing stared at Fang Xuan's face closely and said with difficulty: "It turns out... it's like this, it turns out... it's like this, transcendent... heavens, haha... haha."
At the moment of his final death, Ren Qianxing realized Fang Xuan's identity and knew everything.
Fang Xuan put away his sword and stood up. Looking at Ren Qianxing's face that was exactly like his own, he felt a little weird, and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry."
The passage of life made Ren Qianxing's eyelids become heavier and heavier. He stretched out his arms with difficulty to grab Fang Xuan from the void, and then fell, his eyes full of unwillingness.
Following Ren Qianxing's death, an invisible force flew out of his body and then penetrated into Fang Xuan's body.
When energy entered Fang Xuan's body, he felt that his body became heavier. The energy and blood in his body surged and circulated on their own, becoming more solid. His muscles and bones also became itchy and numb, as if they were about to grow again.
Unexpectedly, Fang Xuan dropped the Black Cold Sword in his hand and started the Songhe Wanshou Fist in the open space.
Crane paw prints in the sand.
The white crane spreads its wings.
White crane in the clouds.
The crane flutters its feathers.
Snakes and cranes fight.
…
As the Songhe Wanshou Fist was used, the energy in the body surged, the energy and blood surged, and the sound of thunder erupted from the muscles and bones.
The strength of the body is also increasing.
Five hundred pounds.
Seven hundred pounds.
Nine hundred pounds.
One thousand pounds.
Two thousand pounds.
Three thousand catties.
Five thousand pounds.
Eight thousand catties
…
It was also at this moment that the beating of Fang Xuan's heart slowed down, more than twice as slowly as before, but it became stronger, and every beat was as solid and powerful as an earthquake.
Fang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with ecstasy.
"Haha, the realm of divine power is achieved."
Fang Xuan felt the various changes in his body, and his heart was filled with ecstasy. He knew that he had entered the fifth level of the secret realm of the physical body, the realm of divine power.
The most typical thing about this realm is that the qi and blood are long and strong, the muscles and bones are strong, and the strength is greatly increased.
The whole body moves freely, fiercely, fiercely, and extremely fast.
He is as strong as a galloping horse and as spiritual as an ape.
This horse is not an ordinary horse, but a black and yellow fierce horse from the first empire in the Xuanhuang World - the Daxuan Empire.
The black and yellow horses are tall and strong. Wearing armor and running at full strength, they can smash city walls. The entire black and yellow world uses the black and yellow horses of the Daxuan Empire as the unit of measurement.
If a person can pull a black and yellow horse with full strength, but cannot make it move, it means that it is the power of one horse.
There is also the power of a dragon on top of the power of a horse, and the conversion unit between the two is 100 million.
In other words, the power of 100 million black and yellow horses is the power of one dragon. This would be too terrifying if converted.
It’s scary to think about.
Ignoring the future's strength, Fang Xuan was rejoicing in his own changes.
The realm of divine power is as powerful as a galloping horse. This is recognized by practitioners in the Xuanhuang world. Even those with extraordinary talents have a limited number, unless they have special bloodline. Now Fang Xuan has just entered the realm of divine power and has the power of five horses. The power is really shocking.
The foundation is so strong that no one can match it.
And this is the benefit of killing the clone.
There is no comparison between a mouse doubling its strength and an elephant doubling its strength.
This is the foundation.
咻咻咻~
A sound broke through the air, and Ren Qianxing's men finally arrived.
However, their expressions changed drastically after they saw Ren Qianxing's body lying on the ground.
"That's...the hall master?"
"No way, absolutely impossible."
"How could the hall master die because he was so powerful in martial arts?"
"Why does he look exactly like the hall master?"
"Kill him and avenge the hall master."
