Bo Wuque's face was dripping with cold sweat. He managed to raise his head and nodded a little at Fu Yunge. Fu Yunge knew that he meant not to worry about him, so he nodded and flew back to his original position.
The raging fire has burned the woods along the river. The tree trunks were burning, and the riverside seemed to have become a fiery ribbon.
The three people on the boat all felt their faces burning, and the high temperature could not help but scorch them. Jiuchongquan immediately attacked them. Fu Yunge and Tumi knew how powerful he was and did not dare to confront him head-on. They jumped to both sides to avoid him.
Fu Yunge bent his sword on the deck, then turned around and stabbed back with his sword. Tumi also followed, intending to attack from both sides.
However, Jiuchongquan's cultivation level is beyond their reach. When he saw the two men fighting back, he immediately gulped down his breath. The true energy rolled across the deck to meet them from both sides, and the black and red air flow was dizzying.
Fu Yunge and Tumi, before they even arrived, felt a strong and powerful wind sweeping through them, making them unable to move forward any further.
Tumi's martial arts was slightly weaker and he had already been knocked out hard. Although Fu Yunge deliberately persisted, he staggered backwards and almost fell down.
However, at this moment, Jiuchongquan no longer gave them any room to breathe.
As soon as Fu Yunge stabilized his position, Leng Ran's sword suddenly flashed in front of his eyes and hit him on top of his head. He was so frightened that he had already leaned against the side of the boat. He immediately turned back and grabbed the edge of the boat, using his strength to swing around in the air to avoid this fatal move.
Just before landing, Fu Yunge saw Ji Feng following him again. He didn't want to think too much and let go immediately before landing.
The air current cut by the halberd's blade shattered his clothes, but luckily he flew out diagonally in time and landed a little further away, narrowly surviving.
"Little thing, what's the point of dodging?" Jiuchongquan felt very unhappy when he saw him dodging back and forth and said angrily.
Fu Yunge naturally knew that this person was very capable, so how could he stand a chance if he met someone head-on?
However, at this moment, a strange idea suddenly came to his mind.
I had just used Jiuchongquan's moves several times, but at this moment, I suddenly realized the principle of the ninth move "Qi Gathering Cloud Peak" in "Yunji Thirteen Shus".
No, it's more than that. Fu Yunge shook his head violently. At this moment, the experiences of that night turned into emotions one by one before his eyes, and it seemed as if a flash of lightning flashed through his mind.
Poinsettia once taught me that the internal skills behind "Thirteen Essays on Yunji" are more mysterious and difficult, so they should not be taken lightly. As for these ninety-two postures, they are like a series of mandarin ducks. Although it is difficult to understand clearly, once you understand them, you will immediately gain two benefits.
The two styles of "qi gathering the cloud peaks" and "qi holding the sea of clouds" have extremely profound records in books. The practice of internal strength mostly requires understanding. Poinsettia can only guide it, but it has never been able to gain access.
But, just tonight. His heart was ups and downs, he was fighting one after another, and he already had indescribable feelings in his heart. It wasn't until he had several confrontations with Jiuchongquan that his martial arts skills were accidentally pointed out to him, giving him a clear solution.
"Break the wall, self-explanatory...Break the wall!" Fu Yunge raised his head proudly and his eyes lit up.
Just as I was thinking this, Jiuchongquan had attacked again. Fu Yunge was thinking about the technique in his mind, and he was distracted for a moment. He took a step slower with his thigh, and the evil wind swept past him, immediately leaving a deep wound on him that could be seen in his bones.
The pain was heartbreaking, and Fu Yunge suddenly came back to his senses.
Tumi saw that he was distracted during the battle, so he rushed to help regardless of his own safety.
According to Jiuchongquan's strength, even if another pair of Fuyun Getumi came, he could withstand it. The two of them were only at a disadvantage in his hands. After fighting for more than ten moves in a row, the two of them were already in danger and extremely embarrassed.
Fu Yunge couldn't help but think: gathering Qi in the cloud peaks is to collect all the meridians freely and gather them at one point at all times; holding Qi in the sea of clouds is to lift a heavy weight as if it were light and be as open-minded as a valley.
Following this line of thinking, he suddenly felt enlightened and had a profound understanding.
The "breaking the wall" that the master mentioned was precisely because of the obstacles in his cultivation, which were mostly shackles in his heart.
Breaking the wall is breaking the wall of inertia, breaking the wall of the past, breaking the wall of complacency. If he could break through the wall with just one thought, the benefits would be endless.
He immediately calmed down and followed the woodcutter's luck secrets. Fu Yunge avoided the Jiuchongquan move that rubbed his scalp. He ignored the strand of hair that was cut off and took a brief breath.
"Tumi, hold him for eight seconds!" He immediately jumped back, knowing that he was extremely anxious, so he had to order Tumi.
Tumi was stunned when he heard the sound. Can she really do it by herself for eight seconds?
Before he could think about it, Jiuchongquan had already killed him. He didn't care if she was a delicate woman or not, he would chop her with a halberd.
Tumi screamed and waved his sleeves to block it. There were only two "chacha" sounds, and her sleeves were cut off at the roots, revealing her white and shiny arms.
Jiuchongquan split the sleeve cloth blocking his eyes and fought Tumi again. Tumi had no choice but to use the moves he had seen his brother use before and copy them.
However, she had no interest in martial arts, so how could she remember to be careful. She barely pushed aside the two halberds of Jiuchongquan. Her palms were already red and gloomy, like burnt sweet potatoes, numb and painful.
"Yunge!" She turned around with a cry, while not forgetting to avoid Jiuchongquan's halberd, but she could no longer hold on.
Fu Yunge stood at the back. He closed his eyes tightly and tried to take four breaths to replenish his energy in the eight seconds.
Tumi and Jiuchongquan fought in the blink of an eye, Fu Yunge thought silently in his heart, six seconds had passed.
Jiuchongquan was distraught, and immediately used his arms to perform martial arts. Huhu's deep Qi rolled into the halberd and stabbed Tumi's lower abdomen!
Tumi had no way to retreat, and she had already leaned against the edge of the boat on one side of the turbulent current. With the waves behind her and the bloody halberd in front of her threatening her life, even if she wanted to escape, she had no other choice!
"Seven...eight!"
With a roar, Fu Yunge's figure stood between the two of them as the halberd struck him.
With a "pop" sound, the sharp edge of the halberd pierced his abdomen, sinking into the sharpest tip.
However, Zhenqi Youyou was unable to crush his internal organs immediately. On the contrary, Jiuchongquan actually felt a surge of strength in his hands, rushing into the bone marrow of his arms!
This is exactly what happened after the combination of "The Thirteenth Book of Yunji" and Rubbing the Cloud Palm, a desperate counterattack!
Seeing Fu Yunge holding the blade of the halberd bloody with one hand, he raised his palm with the other hand and hit the pole of Jiuchongquan's halberd with a "snap".
Immediately, the pierced halberd was slowly pulled out. Fu Yunge moved his hands and used all his strength to push away Jiuchongquan's extremely heavy Qi. Half of them turned back and rushed into Jiuchongquan's body. !
"Uh..." Jiuchongquan stood up to bear the pressure and felt his arms suddenly sore and numb, and he could hardly hold the halberd pole.
Fu Yunge shouted coldly and used all his energy to push him out!
Jiuchongquan took several steps back, his face instantly turning into shock. But when he looked back again, he saw Fu Yunge slipping down extremely limply, as if the blow just now had exhausted all his strength.
