The battle situation on the Ning Terrace was tense, and few people paid attention to the situation downstream of the river.
On the downstream bank of the river, Jiang Yichen, whose clothes were barely distinguishable, was lying on the ground with his hands on his heart, panting violently, and his body was trembling.
Even though he was wearing clothes and pants, his knees were still bleeding from rubbing against the gravel.
His heart was expanding and contracting strangely!
When it expanded, it was as if a ball the size of a ripe watermelon had been stuffed into his chest, and it continued to swell, almost crushing his sternum!
When it shrinks, it's as if the heart has been stolen away and no longer exists in the chest. The chest and back are squeezing other organs toward each other!
Such pain is unbearable for most people.
Jiang Yichen's body was still wet, and there were layers of cold sweat on his forehead and in his hair.
The bloody mouths that were frozen with only a little frost and snow energy burst open, and blood spilled out again.
But in an instant, every inch of Jiang Yichen's exposed skin turned pale and no blood showed.
Even in this situation, Jiang Yichen still clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to hold on without fainting.
In this boundless pain, if he chose to give in, he would perish. Fortunately, his mind was not broken and he grabbed a life-saving straw.
——He can still clench his fists and clench his teeth, which shows that his strength is recovering!
Where does this power come from?
Jiang Yichen quickly thought of the scene on the Sword Dance Field during the Hundred Flowers Conference, and realized that the change in his body was probably related to the smell of blood that filled Fang Tiandi.
It was just that the smell of blood made him feel quite comfortable at that time, but now there was no room for pain.
He began to force himself to adapt to and even enjoy the strong smell of blood.
When he regained some strength, he increased his strength, biting his upper and lower lips, forcing a mouthful of blood from between the lips and holding it directly in his mouth.
The mouth full of bitterness obviously failed to bring any pain relief, but this move seemed to have successfully stimulated the heart, and the degree and speed of sudden expansion and contraction reached the extreme!
Jiang Yichen felt as if his body was about to explode from his chest at one moment, and as if a pair of invisible hands were trying to squeeze him into a meat pie the next!
The body is still like this, but the internal organs and meridians are subjected to all kinds of torture and oppression.
Fortunately, everything didn't last too long, and he completely returned to peace after less than ten breaths.
If it weren't for the pain that seemed to have been broken all over his body, and the fresh blood stains on his knees, palms, and lips were still there to prove it, Jiang Yichen would probably just attribute it all to an inexplicable nightmare.
Of course, he knew very well that the painful experience he had just experienced was all thanks to the "Yin Feng Kung" of the Nether Sect, but he was not prepared at all for this excruciating torture.
Is Nightmare having reservations? Or was it an accident and no one before had encountered this difficulty?
At this moment, he was not allowed to delve deeper. He had to recover as soon as possible and rush back to the terrace.
Standing up again, Jiang Yichen could clearly feel the spaces opened up by the water, wood, and yin techniques in his dantian without looking closely, and two of them were already in a consistent state.
Ye Shang once said that the leader of Huangquan discovered that there is an excellent convergence between "Yin Feng Kung" and "Frost Snow Qi". If practiced properly, it is possible to combine the two into one. For this reason, the leader of Huangquan also created the "Thousands of Spiders and Ten Thousand Poisons" "Gong" to temper the body and pave the way for rebuilding "Yin Feng Gong".
Jiang Yichen first endured the seventy-seven forty-nine days of tempering his body with thousands of poisons, and then practiced the "Yin Feng Kung". After many ups and downs, he reached the eighth level. Now, in this bloody massacre, he finally defeated this top-notch master from the Netherworld Sect in this bloody massacre. The inner strength and mental skills have broken through to the tenth level of supreme realm!
As the saying goes, a rising tide lifts all boats, and "Frost Snow Qi", which is inextricably related to "Yin Feng Kung", was affected by it and broke through the inherent shackles of inferior internal skills, reaching the tenth level of advancement. Same as "Yin Feng Kung". 》Echoing each other and blending with each other.
The space occupied by the two techniques in the Dantian is much smaller than before, but they are like a bottomless pit, frantically absorbing the natural power of this area to fill the needs!
If Jiang Yichen was unable to move before, he couldn't move now.
Ning Terrace, a place of poetry and fairyland, is like a vast ocean.
He is a hole in the ocean.
The surging power of heaven and earth poured into the holes of his Dantian like endless sea water!
The higher the water rises, the higher the boat becomes!
Water produces wood, and the most difficult to decipher "The Method of Sitting without Forms and Forgetting the Mind" has also been raised to the seventh level under such crazy cramming!
In terms of measurement, Jiang Yichen's current skill level has reached the full capacity of three medium-sized ships!
In terms of cultivation level alone, Jiang Yichen is no longer inferior to some leaders of small and medium-sized sects. Even if he fights Ye Shang again, he has enough confidence to compete with him.
But the power of heaven and earth that continues to gather has not stopped yet.
No matter how good Jiang Yichen's "appetite" is, he will never be able to use all the power of heaven and earth for his own use in a hurry.
He didn't know how to close the "valve" that extracted the power of heaven and earth, so he had to find a vent to release the power of the world, otherwise he would definitely end up exploding and dying.
With Ning Terrace as the boundary, Jiang Yichen was silently fighting against himself in the lower reaches of the river.
On the upper reaches of the river, eight people were fighting fiercely.
But I saw the eight figures leaping out of the water ten feet high.
Seven of them were dressed in black, four of them were holding chains and tightly held a middle-aged man in the middle, and the other three were holding swords and surrounded him on three sides.
The desolate middle-aged man raised a broad knife with a white cloth wrapped around the handle. It was Chu Shangu.
It is not difficult to imagine that the seven Japanese killers were about to successfully restrain Chu Shangu through coordinated fighting in the river. I don’t know whether it was due to a momentary oversight or a fight between trapped beasts. Chu Shan Gu was so powerful that he jumped out of the water and broke open for a while. Dead end.
At the moment, the two sides seem to be in a stalemate, but the seven Japanese killers undoubtedly still have the absolute upper hand. Because more than 30 of their companions have been killed by this desolate middle-aged man, they have to deal with this hard weapon. Be careful with bones that are difficult to chew and have thorns that can easily hurt your mouth.
Chu Shangu didn't let the seven people wait for too long and responded before falling.
The right arm was bound by a chain, which did not prevent him from moving his wrist. The rough hand holding the handle of the knife actually made a gentle and feminine touch, as if touching a peach branch in the ice and snow, for fear of damaging the natural thing.
Chu Shangu's subtle movements naturally fell into the eyes of the seven Japanese killers. They were very vigilant. Unexpectedly, the broad sword only flickered slightly, but in fact it swept out an unparalleled force!
The energy suddenly burst out, and a Japanese killer who was holding the chain couldn't react in time, so he watched his hands being smashed into minced flesh, and all the bones appeared!
Bang!
As soon as the eight sounds of falling into the water were heard, except for the Japanese killer whose hands were crippled, he loosened his chains and fell straight into the water. Both Chu Shangu and the other six Japanese killers took advantage of the reaction force of their feet hitting the river to make the following move. One move.
The three Japanese assassins holding chains all turned their backs on Chushan Gu Tiaoshui, hoping to strangle each other to death!
The three men holding swords swooped from the river and drew their swords to kill!
Even though one person was removed, the chain around his body was extremely strong and Chu Shan was still unable to move his right arm freely. Only his legs were still free, so he attached the broad blade to the side of his right leg and stepped into the water again. Stand up to meet the incoming enemy.
Constrained by the increasingly tight chains, Chu Shangu only jumped less than three feet high from the water this time.
But for Chu Shangu, this height is enough.
He was seen swinging his legs in the air, as if walking through the snow in search of plum blossoms, and each leg accurately landed on the Japanese killer's sword.
The knife is like a leg, the leg is like a knife, use the leg to control the knife, use the knife and the leg together, swing the leg like a chopping knife, to meet the unpredictable situation!
The three killers knew that Chu Shangu only had one knife on his body, but when he swung his legs, they always mistakenly thought that he had two knives, or even three!
puff! puff! puff!
The muffled sounds of flesh and bone being separated came one after another.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of three meat balls falling into the river!
Three more headless corpses were found floating in the river, and it wouldn't take long for Chu Shangu to get out of his current predicament.
Just at this time.
The clouds in the sky moved quietly.
The green pines and green cypresses on the river bank and beside the mountain road are trembling.
The water of the Jinghe River, which had been scattered into pieces, turned into rolling waves!
got windy!
The wind is evil!
The wind started seven or eight feet away from the south side of Ning Terrace.
There is a sword-wielding man coming by the wind and waves!
