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The three of them, Xie Xiangcai, stood side by side, confronting Qing Que and Hong Yan not far away.
Murong Mingzhu took one step forward, and the cold light of the dragon-slaying sword in his hand flashed, and the sword energy penetrated his bones.
Standing between the two of them, Xie Xiangcai clenched his fists and concentrated on feeling what the ancestor called the original power in his body.
The original power is born in accordance with the heaven and earth, and is contained in the internal organs and meridians of the martial arts practitioner. When it enters, it is hidden, and when it emerges, it appears.
Often when young people first start to practice martial arts, they need the guidance of a martial artist who has entered the palace to lead a path that can absorb and expose their original power.
This kind of path that relies on external force to condense into the body is usually called "Wu Gen".
Wu Gen Wu Gen, as the name suggests, is the foundation of cultivation.
Wu Gen is "hidden" in an exquisite cave a few inches below the lower abdomen and in the lower Dantian.
The original power that everyone gained through hard training is stored in their martial roots.
Xie Xiangcai held his breath while concentrating, and his consciousness gradually became trance-like. He could only feel a warm current in his lower abdomen that was constantly rotating in a vortex, nourishing the five internal organs and meridians.
This was the second time that the young man fought against someone. The first time was at the Fireworks Building in Fengxue Village. However, that time was just a small test, and he was still a layman in martial arts.
But now, he has studied under his master. Although he has never seen his master's true face in Lushan, he has learned "words" from the Seventh Senior Brother and learned the "Ten Realms" from the shopkeeper of the tavern, which can be considered as a true step into the path of cultivation. .
Even if he doesn't know how to absorb the original power, he doesn't know how to drive it.
The young man only knows that he can feel a quite clear path in his body, a path that runs through Baihui and Dantian. This path does not look like it was caused by external forces, but more like it was created by nature.
Xie Xiangcai inhaled hard, feeling the breath sinking down his throat and into his heart, becoming hot after traveling around.
Breathing back and forth like this, he felt warm currents flowing into his fists and feet along his meridians, and a feeling of swelling and pain spread all over his body for a while.
However, after the swelling and pain, Xie Xiang could notice that the surface of his fists and feet was wrapped by a layer of invisible airflow. Barriers were condensed between the continuous flow, which blocked the sharp sword energy released by Murong Mingzhu.
"Is this what our ancestors called Qi?"
Xie Xiangcai whispered to himself, recalling that many years ago, his ancestor often mentioned the energy in the fists and feet when he was practicing boxing.
Thinking about it, this energy is the original power released from the body.
The ancestor not only paid attention to the foundation of martial arts training, but also mentioned that the foundation is the most basic element for the erection of tens of thousands of towers. He also often emphasized the intention of punching.
Why punch, only the punch can be powerful, and the move can be strong.
The reason why he punched Lin Beidou in the Fireworks Tower was to defend his young and sincere feelings.
But now, facing two masters from the imperial city whose strength far exceeds his own, why should he punch?
For fifth senior brother?
For Concubine Qin?
The young man felt that it was neither.
He knew that even if he faced two masters with disparity in strength, he still chose to stand up because he wanted to defend another of the most sincere feelings in the world, a sincerity of wishing to "hold your hand and grow old together." emotion.
There is only true love in the world, and it is the most unallowable thing for outsiders to interfere, the least allowed to be blocked by outsiders, and the least allowed to be pointed out by outsiders!
Qingque Hongyan wants to take away Concubine Qin from the hands of Fifth Senior Brother. No matter what, she has to step in and do her little bit!
As his thoughts fell, the airflow barrier above his fists and feet suddenly became thicker.
With firm eyes, the young man raised his head and looked directly at the eunuch in python robe opposite him.
He placed his fists front and back, his feet naturally shoulder-width apart, his center of gravity lowered, and he held his breath and concentrated.
Murong Mingzhu exhaled a long breath of hot energy, turned her head and glanced at Xie Xiangcai and Xie Qin, and shouted, "I'll go first, you guys act according to the opportunity!"
After saying this, Murong Mingzhu, who was wearing a white gown, flew across the sky like a white hawk, killing the green bird and red swallow with great force.
Qingque Hongyan snorted coldly, even though her face looked mocking, she didn't dare to show any slightness in her heart.
The sword of the fifth master of Qingmeng City was very famous throughout the Daqing Dynasty. When he was only in the fourth realm, he defeated a long-famous master of the fifth realm with the long sword in his hand.
Now that he has entered the fifth realm, the killing power of the dragon-slaying sword in his hand has increased by several levels.
Murong Mingzhu's figure suddenly stagnated, Qing Que and Hong Yan's energy seemed to be stagnant, and she was slightly happy in her heart. She flew up in the air, fists and palms intertwined, and she suddenly blasted towards the white figure.
When the strong wind came, the white figure trembled and suddenly disappeared.
Qingque Hongyan's expression changed, and her fists immediately reversed their attack and struck behind her.
"Bang——"
Both fists landed on a cold light, and the three figures stepped back together.
Murong Mingzhu's figure slowly appeared on a lychee tree, the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the sword energy overflowed.
"Let's go!"
Xie Qin gave a sweet shout, her figure brushed the ground and flew forward, a light pink luster appeared on her palms, and the luster gradually condensed into two vines entangled with colorful flowers. The vines were all about Qingque and Hongyan. The body is bound.
She glanced at Xie Xiangcai behind her, and the other party immediately understood. His body shape was like plucking onions on dry land. The young man stepped hard on the grass with his feet, leaving two-inch deep footprints on it. The energy in his fists surged, compressing the air along the way. , hitting the chests of Qingque and Hongyan.
"Ding--"
Xie Xiangcai's fists landed on the chests of the two of them, as if they were hitting two pieces of gold and iron. There was a crisp sound, and then a tingling sensation spread throughout his fists.
The young man stepped back and took dozens of steps back before he stopped.
Qingque Hongyan sneered, and saw the two people's python robes moving slightly, and two waves of air shook out, instantly tearing off the vines wrapped around their bodies.
Xie Qin's expression changed, and he quickly retreated, landing next to Xie Xiangcai.
"It's my turn!"
A loud shout fell from the sky, and the blue bird and red swallow's pupils shrank. The two of them raised their heads together, and saw a huge sword shadow taking shape about a few feet above their heads. The whole body showed a killing blood red, just like a tiger descending from a mountain or a dragon playing with a pearl. It was extremely powerful. The vast land rushed towards them angrily.
Qingque Hongyan felt the extremely manic sword energy in the sword shadow, took a deep breath of the extremely hot air burned by the sword shadow, and turned into two streams of light, rushing towards the cliff behind her, brewing something capable in her palms Stop this sword shadow's offensive.
Xie Xiangcai, who was not far away, froze on the spot, looking at Murong Mingzhu who was holding a long sword in mid-air, opening and closing, his mouth slightly open.
"wild!"
The young man murmured in a low voice. He was at a loss for words for a moment and could only use the word "fierce" to describe the sword in the hands of the fifth senior brother.
Murong Mingzhu's arm trembled, and the long sword in his hand trembled. He tapped the branch with the sole of his foot, turned slightly to one side, and followed the breeze behind him to fly up to the sky.
At one moment, the Dragon-Slaying Sword in Murong Mingzhu's hand suddenly broke free from the shackles of his hand, and floated in mid-air together with its owner.
The Fifth Young Master of Qingmeng City, who excelled in swordsmanship, clasped his hands together and muttered something in his mouth. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his handprints changed rapidly, and his thumbs entwined with his index fingers.
"go!"
Murong Mingzhu shouted loudly, and the dragon-slaying sword wrapped in hot flames let out a long roar and killed Qingque Hongyan.
Qingque Hongyan had just withstood Murong Mingzhu's eight-power sword shadow, but before she could recover, her face turned pale again.
"Damn it!"
Qing Que cursed angrily. They were both in the early stages of the fifth realm, so they joined forces and couldn't get the upper hand from Murong Mingzhu?
Hong Yan beside him turned pale, and he and Qing Que knew clearly that this was Murong Mingzhu's famous killer move - Wind and Fire Flying Sword.
The flying sword wrapped in flames rotated rapidly in mid-air, and all the air around the flying sword was burned out, forming a slightly dark vacuum.
Qingque's eyes changed rapidly, and at that moment he finally gritted his teeth and shouted, his voice hoarse and high-pitched.
"Master Zhidian Supervisor!"
Murong Mingzhu's eyes turned cold when he heard this, and he pushed out with a palm. The momentum of the flying sword increased instead of decreasing, and it hit Qingque with a harsh sonic boom.
"boom--"
In just one breath, the flying sword hit Qingque's chest hard, and the fire wave spread out in an instant, burning the cliff behind him as black as charcoal.
"puff--"
Qingque's face instantly turned pale, and his figure suddenly flew away like a kite with a broken string. He landed heavily on the cliff and was embedded in the stone wall for about ten feet.
The powerful master of the fifth realm, the Great Inner Realm, suffered from Murong Mingzhu's powerful attack. His meridians were severed, and even the lower part of his Dantian was affected to a massive hemorrhage, which almost caused Qingque's painstaking cultivation for decades. Wu Gen was completely scrapped.
The aftermath of the attack also injured Hongyan on the side. Hongyan spat out a large mouthful of blood, clutched her chest and fell straight down the cliff.
Murong Mingzhu let out a long breath and slowly fell back to the ground.
The long sword then fell, and the flames on it gradually dissipated.
Murong Mingzhu held the hilt of the sword, inserted the tip of the sword into the ground, and supported her body to barely stand still.
Xie Qin's face changed slightly when he saw this, and he rushed forward and took Murong Mingzhu's arm.
Murong Mingzhu's face turned a little pale, but she still smiled, hugged Xie Qin's shoulders, and asked very gently, "Little girl, are you okay?"
Xie Qin bit her lip and nodded heavily.
Not far away, Xie Xiangcai stepped forward and looked around, feeling increasingly uneasy.
Murong Mingzhu took a deep breath, pulled out the long sword from the ground, pointed it at the sky, and roared, "Prince Zhidian, get out!"
Xie Qin's expression changed drastically and he looked in the direction pointed by Murong Mingzhu's sword.
The space in the sky began to fluctuate violently the moment Murong Mingzhu finished speaking.
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Xie Xiangcai frowned and took two steps back involuntarily.
In the violently fluctuating space, there was an extremely strong pressure, even stronger than the fluctuations in Murong Mingzhu's body!
"Fifth Young Master, you are so majestic. The Za family has seen it!"
A strange smile came from the space, and then a slightly short figure appeared out of thin air, wearing a pure black gold-trimmed python robe, and the python had three tails.
In the official uniforms of the eunuchs in the Daqing Dynasty, tailless pythons were the second most common, followed by tailed pythons. The more tails, the higher the status and strength of the eunuch.
What's floating in the air now is Mo Falcon, who is the eunuch of the Imperial Palace.
Mo Falcon slowly fell down and approached Xie Xiangcai and the others step by step.
Even though Mo Falcon was less than six feet tall, every step he took made Xie Xiangcai and the three of them tense up.
Mo Falcon looked at Murong Mingzhu with a faint smile, "Fifth Young Master's sword is indeed well-deserved. Previously, the two of them were just clowns humiliating themselves. I wonder if the Za family, who is in the top thirty of the martial arts list, can catch the Young Master's attention. ?”
After saying this, Mo Falcon waved his sleeves, and a fierce aura spread out, shaking Murong Mingzhu's body so that he staggered back ten steps.
Murong Mingzhu's face turned even paler, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
Xie Qin's expression changed, and she stepped forward and looked at Mo Falcon angrily, "Mo Falcon, you are so majestic!"
Seeing Xie Qin come forward, Mo Falcon pretended to bow and bowed, and said with a smile, "Concubine Qin, the emperor misses you, and asked this old slave to take you back to the palace."
Xie Qin gritted his teeth, "If you dare to hurt Mingzhu, I will definitely destroy your whole family!"
Mo Falcon stood on the spot with his hands folded and his sleeves folded. In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and faint snowflakes fell from the sky.
He smiled coldly, and the corners of his mouth turned upward, "I don't want to hurt the fifth young master, but... want his life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Falcon's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Murong Mingzhu who had been raising his sword for a long time.
This Ouchi master, whose strength had reached the Sixth Level of Tiancheng Realm, reached out with a light palm and landed on the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
In an instant, a wave of energy hit the long sword and swept into Murong Mingzhu's body along the long sword.
"Click——"
The crisp sound of bones breaking resounded, and Murong Mingzhu's pupils shrank, the sword was released, and his figure scraped the ground and slashed backwards.
"Ink Falcon!"
Xie Qin gave a sweet shout and rushed towards Mo Falcon who was standing on the spot without any hesitation.
Mo Falcon lightly tapped the ground and floated into the air, and said in a calm voice, "Hongyan, if you are not dead, come up to the Za family and serve Concubine Qin."
His voice spread slowly, and at once a figure flashed up from the cliff.
Hongyan wiped the corner of her mouth, and ducked to Xie Qin's side with some embarrassment. She just clamped Xie Qin's hands with one hand, preventing her from moving at all.
Mo Falcon nodded with satisfaction, stepping through the void and approaching Murong Mingzhu who fell to the ground step by step.
Xie Xiangcai clenched his fists and stared at Mo Falcon in mid-air.
He gritted his teeth and stepped hard on the ground with his feet, blocking Murong Mingzhu's path.
The young man clenched his fists tightly, and his green shirt expanded and opened with the rising air waves.
Mo Falcon looked down at the young man and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Eighth Young Master, do you also want to stop the Zajia family?"
Xie Xiangcai did not move forward but retreated. Ignoring Murong Mingzhu's scolding behind him, he went straight forward and came under Mo Falcon, raised his head and looked at him.
"right!"
The young man said yes, full of energy.
Mo Falcon nodded slightly, "In that case, let the Za family play with you little guy first and see if the Immortal's disciples are all arrogant and arrogant people."
After the words fell, Mo Falcon raised a palm, which was covered with ice and frost, and the air was cold.
Xie Xiangcai took a deep breath, raised his fists, and prayed silently in his heart.
He felt the slight warmth rising in his lower abdomen, and then exhaled, and the air surged above his fists.
Mo Falcon looked down at the young man below him, without saying a word, he pushed out with a palm of his hand.
Xie Xiangcai felt the bone-chilling wind blowing in his face. He tightened his body to control the momentum of his steps and used all his strength to stretch out his fists.
"Xiao Xiangcai, feel free to punch me."
The young man raised his head slightly and looked at the sky against the cold wind. The ancestor seemed to be standing in the clouds, smiling at him.
Our ancestors said that when facing a strong enemy, you can be timid and fearful, but you cannot retreat.
As long as you retreat, your fist will be weak. If your fist is weak, your energy will be dispersed. If your energy is dispersed, even if you have no energy, it will be of no use.
The cold wind of Mo Falcon's palm disappeared in an instant. Xie Xiangcai's eyes were firm and his figure no longer retreated at all.
"Okay, okay, you rootless old slave, have you had enough trouble?"
Just when the bone-piercing palm wind was about to hit the young man's body, a loud laughter came from the sky not far away, and in the next moment, an astonishing aura swept towards this place, and just one blow was enough to eliminate all Mo Falcon's offensive. go.
Mo Falcon's expression changed, he ducked and flew behind him.
Xie Xiangcai opened his eyes, heard this familiar laughter, and subconsciously looked towards the sky behind him.
A figure came riding on the wind, a suit of clothes stained with ink fluttering in the wind.
Xie Xiangcai stared blankly at the Seventh Young Master who fell in front of him, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.
The Seventh Young Master smiled and turned his head, stretched out his hand to pat Xie Xiangcai's shoulder, and praised, "Junior brother, that's great. Even when facing this old guy, you don't back down at all. You are a man!"
Prime Minister Xie scratched his head, looked back and forth between the Seventh Young Master and Mo Falcon, and said worriedly, "Senior Brother Seventh, can you deal with him?"
The Seventh Young Master waved his hand casually, turned around, stretched, and said lazily, "Go take care of your Fifth Senior Brother, and leave this little eunuch to me!"
Xie Xiangcai stopped thinking and quickly turned around and came to Murong Mingzhu, helping her up from the ground.
Murong Mingzhu supported Xie Xiangcai with one hand and stood up reluctantly. He glanced at his right arm that was hanging down weakly, and there was reluctance in his voice, "I only hate that I am weak!"
Xie Xiangcai sighed and comforted, "Fifth Senior Brother, it's okay, you are already outstanding."
Murong Mingzhu did not respond, his eyes were fixed on Hong Yan, who was restraining Xie Qin's hands and feet not far away.
He broke away from Xie Xiangcai and limped towards there.
Hongyan dusted off the dust on her sleeves and walked slowly towards Murong Mingzhu, with a smile on her lips.
Previously, he and Qingque teamed up, and indeed they were no match for Murong Mingzhu in his prime.
But now, Murong Mingzhu has been severely injured by Mo Falcon, and Hongyan is confident that she can kill Murong Mingzhu with one hand.
If he successfully kills Murong Mingzhu this time, his ranking on the martial arts list will definitely be among the top forty!
Hongyan's figure arrived in an instant, and Murong Mingzhu raised the sword with difficulty, but before it reached her chest, a fist wind came over and landed heavily on her chest.
Murong Mingzhu was in pain and stepped back one after another. The long sword in his hand fell far away.
Xie Xiangcai was shocked when he saw this and immediately rushed to Murong Mingzhu's side.
Murong Mingzhu knelt on one knee, stretched out his hand to reach for the sword, and blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes showed unwillingness and his canthus was about to burst.
Xie Qin's beautiful eyes were filled with distress, and her body was shaking violently with rage.
She glanced sideways, and immediately reversed the original power of her body in her dantian.
Xie Qin yelled at Hongyan, "Hongyan, if you dare to attack Mingzhu again, I will blow up my Dantian!"
When Hongyan heard this, her body suddenly stiffened and her eyes changed rapidly.
He came to Dongfeng City this time to bring Concubine Qin back to the palace safe and sound. If he couldn't protect her well, he might not be able to protect his head when he returns to the palace!
After having a battle between heaven and man in her mind, Hongyan finally restrained her exposed murderous intent and slowly retreated.
Xie Xiangcai raised his head and looked at Xie Qin with a complicated expression.
Xie Qin's eyes were full of bitterness. She glanced at Murong Mingzhu with blood on the corner of her mouth with great reluctance, leaving a crystal teardrop.
She then looked at the young man who was supporting Murong Mingzhu, and a voice from her heart came out, and only the young man could hear it.
"Little junior brother, knock your fifth senior brother unconscious and take him back! If they don't let them take me back to the palace now, not only your senior brothers and senior Lao Xian, but also the entire Qingmeng City and the Four Outer Cities will be affected. There is no peace. I tell you, Fifth Brother, that I will wait for him in the capital. I will wait until he has perfected his swordsmanship and can kill all the great masters in Ouchi with one sword."
Xie Xiangcai listened to Xie Qin's thoughts silently, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.
Do all true feelings really have to yield to so-called secular authority?
Or the glory and wealth?
Why are true feelings being torn apart!
The young man nodded slightly and took advantage of the moment Murong Mingzhu stood up to slap the back of his neck.
Murong Mingzhu raised her head with astonishment, looked into Xie Qin's hazy beautiful eyes, opened her mouth slightly, then her vision went dark and she fainted on the ground.
Xie Xiangcai took a deep breath. If he gains strength in the future, the lovers in this world will eventually get married and never be separated!
Not far away, the Seventh Young Master sighed when he saw this, then turned to look at Mo Falcon who was getting ready to attack, shrugged and said, "Do you still want to take action now?"
Mo Falcon glanced at Hong Yan with complicated eyes, slowly dispersed his breath, and gradually retreated.
However, at this moment, the Seventh Young Master suddenly suppressed the smile on his face, raised his eyebrows, and cursed loudly, "Fucking eunuchs, I'm sorry for the beasts of my parents and ancestors. Who gave you the courage to come to Dongfeng City and act wild? You still dare to attack my senior brother and me?" Junior brother takes action? You really think that this bullshit seventh master like me is a soft persimmon and can be pinched at will, right?"
After saying this, the Seventh Young Master's robe moved automatically without the wind. He raised a palm and raised it high. In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and there was no cloud in the sky for a hundred miles.
Mo Falcon's face was shocked and his heart was horrified.
He quickly pulled away and fled toward the northern sky.
When the Seventh Young Master turned his hand, everything fell silent, and when he turned it over again, a strong wind blew up.
Not far in front of him, he saw a mountain peak made of countless stones collapse instantly. Countless gravel floated into the air, condensing into a hand that was more than ten feet long and wide. He hit the fleeing Mo Falcon.
"boom----"
A shocking explosion swept across the sky, and Xie Xiangcai felt the entire mountain peak beneath his feet tremble violently, and he almost fell to the ground.
In Dongfeng City, the people walking back and forth on the streets felt the soles of their feet shake. All the goods, food, and clothes in their hands were scattered on the ground. They didn't bother to pick them up, so they hid in their houses and huddled under the corner.
The huge stone palm print hit Mo Falcon, and the sound of broken bones was heard one after another.
This dignified master of martial arts in the Sixth Realm, who was extremely popular in the imperial palace, felt that his meridians were severed, his five internal organs were displaced, and his six internal organs were moving. After spitting out a large mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs, his body hit the ground. A large hole about ten feet deep was left in the ground.
Xie Xiangcai stood there in a daze, his mouth wide open and he forgot to breathe for a while.
Not far away, Hongyan's face was as pale as paper, her body was completely stiff, and she couldn't move at all.
The Seventh Young Master spat on the ground, then slowly fell from mid-air, and arrived in front of Hongyan in a few breaths.
He clapped his hands, raised his head and looked at Hongyan with a faint smile, "You also want to learn from me?"
Hongyan felt cold from head to toe. She quickly took a step back, lowered her head and said in a trembling voice, "I don't dare."
The Seventh Young Master's smile disappeared, his eyes widened with anger, and he shouted eloquently, "Then get out of here!"
Hongyan was relieved, and with her heartbeat beating for the rest of her life, she wiped away the restraints on Xie Qin's hands and feet, and led her towards the north.
The Seventh Young Master opened his throat, and the sound spread far and wide.
"You bastards, take good care of Fifth Brother's woman. If anything goes wrong, I will personally kill you next time!"
