Noon the next day.
Fragrant meat shop.
A tall old man with white beard and hair walked onto the stone platform outside the villa.
He was wearing a black short-fighting uniform, revealing his muscular arms, and had a soft sword wrapped around his waist.
The old man looked at the villa with the open door attentively and frowned slightly.
After a while, twelve warriors wearing bloody attire appeared behind him one after another.
The first person was a young woman with a beautiful face, petite body, but explosive muscles. Her arms exposed outside the blood-colored short sleeves were thick and strong, even more exaggerated than the old man in front of her.
"I have met His Majesty the King of Dharma." Led by the young woman, the group knelt down on one knee.
"Master Mei, there is no need to be polite. Get up." The old man turned around and smiled faintly. It was He Jingtong, the county magistrate of Baijie City. He was also the Dharma King of the Immortality Sect and a perfect master of the Second Qi Master.
However, no one knows that he is the Henglian Grandmaster.
The Immortality Sect and Jiuyou Mansion are both subordinate forces of the demon and have a long-term cooperative relationship.
After receiving the dream monster's request for help, He Jingtong summoned the nearby immortal believers.
Of course, he deliberately waited all night and came the next day.
Cooperation is cooperation. If the dream monsters in this place are eliminated, they can become a single family.
Due to the cooperative relationship, they naturally cannot take action against the people in Jiuyou Mansion, but if an outsider does it for them, it has nothing to do with them.
However, he still summoned all the high-end combat forces of the Immortality Sect here.
There is a master of the Blood Spirit Hall who has mastered the level of strength training, four deputy hall masters who have mastered the level of strength training, and there are also the protectors under him.
"Thank you, Lord Dharma King." Mei Qiaoyan stood up.
Recently, she is busy absorbing the younger quasi-martial arts masters and martial arts masters from the three cities of Black Rock City, Jade Wind City, and Jiayuan City, in order to strengthen the strength of Blood Spirit Hall.
Originally, there were seven or eight children from the Chu family who joined the Blood Spirit Hall, which greatly increased the power of her men. She was just about to let go of her hands and do a big job for the sect, and then obtained the secret medicine to attack the master realm, but she did not expect that accidents would happen frequently.
In less than a year, all the children of the Chu family who joined under her died inexplicably, causing the Xuelingtang, which had grown in strength, to decline rapidly.
Recently, in order to win over the new martial arts master in Black Rock City, she directly came forward in person.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong again at Xiangrou Mansion, and she was summoned by the Dharma Protector.
"Who is it?" He Jingtong was about to give an order when he suddenly turned around and looked at the villa with the door closed.
"Squeak~" The door slowly opened, and a handsome young man in blue clothes stood behind the door.
"Since the Immortality Cult members are already here, why don't you come in?" Su Tianqi stood with his hands behind his back and smiled faintly.
At this time, Su Ningqiu, who was responsible for opening the door, stood behind him. She took out a sheathed sword inlaid with precious stones and held it in her arms.
He Jingtong looked around and found no signs of an ambush. He chuckled, "Just the two of you? You're quite brave."
"Laughing? I'll make you cry right away!" Su Tianqi said proudly, touching the Xumi bag on his waist with his right hand, taking out a pair of thousand-year-old silk boxing gloves and putting them on his hands.
He Jingtong was not annoyed and winked at Mei Qiaoyan.
Mei Qiaoyan saw this and stepped forward.
She walked slowly, moving her body as she went.
But with every step she took, her footsteps seemed to become heavier, the ground made a muffled sound, and cracks appeared on the bluestone-paved stone platform.
Lines of light red blood streaks appeared on the surface of her skin, and soon her beautiful face was covered with a layer of blood streaks as dense as a spider web, making her whole person look extremely ferocious.
"Master?!" When Su Tianqi saw this woman's aura, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
"die!"
Mei Qiaoyan showed a bloodthirsty look and punched out her right fist suddenly.
"Well done!" Su Tianqi looked a little excited. He was so frightened by Lang Fanyun that he almost went back home. This time when he came to the small town below, he was prepared to take it step by step. As a result, he encountered a rare dream demon again. He had no use for it at all, so he was frustrated and fell into the attack. Now he can finally fight against a normal warrior and show off his skills.
Su Tianqi did not retreat but moved forward. He stepped hard on the ground with his left foot. The masonry under his feet was instantly trampled into a deeply dented footprint. Inches of broken gravel were scattered and shot out like darts.
The zhenqi surging around him brought up bursts of cold air, and his body was ejected out of the door. His fists moved up and down, with momentum like a dragon.
"Well done, cousin!"
Su Ningqiu screamed excitedly.
Facing strong enemies and taking the initiative to attack was what she always admired about her cousin.
boom!
Mei Qiaoyan saw that Su Tianqi's true energy was surging and fierce, and a maniacal smile appeared on her face. When her fist was about to approach Su Tianqi, her arms were quickly filled with blood, and her exaggerated muscles like rocks swelled again, looking larger than hers. The waist is even thicker, which looks very weird.
Su Tianqi felt that this punch was simply unstoppable. The opponent's terrifying fist speed and power seemed to squeeze the surrounding air until it made a distorted sound. The strong wind blew over, stinging his cheeks and causing his face to tremble back and forth.
"Not good!" Su Tianqi felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and immediately changed his moves, bringing his two huge fists together and clashing with the opponent's fist.
Although his fists swelled with the strength and energy, the two fists combined were not as big as one of Mei Qiaoyan's fists, and the scene looked a little weird for a while.
boom! !
Su Tianqi felt a majestic force spread through his fists to his arms, and then to his body.
"Kaka..." The bone joints of his arms made a clicking sound, and the protective energy on his body caused fierce friction with the force released by Mei Qiaoyan.
Thump thump thump! !
He relied on his true energy to protect his body, and his body was shaken out. He stepped heavily on the stone platform at the entrance of the villa, leaving clear footprints.
"A master of horizontal training who has achieved great strength?!" Su Tianqi felt a little tight in his chest and looked at Mei Qiaoyan in front of him with dumbfounded eyes. As a highly accomplished martial artist who has both internal and external training, he may not necessarily be at a disadvantage even if he is in Tianxuan Sect and competes head-on with a true disciple of the same level who has also trained both internally and externally.
Only horizontal training masters of the same level can have such terrifying power.
Warriors who normally practice Jinli Kung Fu can greatly increase their physical strength through the improvement of Qi, blood and strength.
Zhenqi is mainly used for internal training to increase explosive power.
Only those who practice martial arts horizontally, although they also practice internally and externally, all the Qi they develop will be used to strengthen the physical body.
The woman in front of her obviously practiced strength and qi skills that focused on strengthening the body's offense and defense.
Otherwise, even if he faced a normal Yiqi master, he would not be beaten to the point of being out of breath.
How come such a powerful Immortal Cultist appears in such a small place? Is this fucking reasonable?
For a moment, Su Tianqi felt a little confused, and even regretted taking the lead.
"You are really not simple." Mei Qiaoyan looked at the torn wound on the upper joint of her right fist with an expression of surprise.
She practiced horizontal training as a woman and became the leader of the Blood Spirit Hall. She relied on these indestructible iron fists.
Just now, she had used all her strength, vitality, and the secret technique of Blood Spirit Explosion, just to win with one blow.
The young man in front of him looked to be in his early twenties, but he actually received her full blow without any damage.
"The hall master's power!"
Several deputy hall masters behind Mei Qiaoyan shouted that as martial arts practitioners, they could naturally see Su Tianqi's strength. This boy was probably not a child of any aristocratic family.
"Hiss!" Mei Qiaoyan pushed the secret technique of Blood Lingce Explosion to the extreme. Her exaggerated muscles became engorged and swollen again. Her slim-fitting blood-colored outfit was stretched to pieces, and her entire upper body swelled. , showing a terrifying inverted triangle shape, full of explosive power.
"The hall is going to use all its strength!"
The martial arts practitioners behind Mei Qiaoyan subconsciously retreated. Those who had witnessed Mei Qiaoyan's terrifying explosive power did not dare to get too close.
Whoosh!
"Take my move!" Su Tianqi seemed to be ready to fight hard. The true energy like a cyclone adhered to his body surface, bringing up strong winds and making a thin sound like cutting the air.
The true energy and strength in his body were extremely condensed, becoming one with his body. His speed, strength, and reaction surged, and he rushed out like a tornado.
"Well done!"
When Mei Qiaoyan saw that Su Tianqi was about to fight her head-on, the bloodthirsty look in her eyes became more intense. Feeling the strong wind blowing in front of her, she roared excitedly.
boom! !
They were evenly matched, and the fight between the dragon and the tiger did not happen at all. Before Su Tianqi's body came into contact with Mei Qiaoyan's fist, it was like an arrow, repulsing at twice the speed of the previous time.
"Huh?" A trace of doubt flashed in Mei Qiaoyan's eyes. Her fist did not feel the terrifying power just now. Could it be that the other party only had the power of her own?
"Cousin?!" Su Ningqiu screamed and ran towards Su Tianqi, whose body was flying upside down in the air.
However, Su Tianqi, who originally seemed to have been severely injured, suddenly saw a surge of cyan energy all over his body. He grabbed Su Ningqiu's hand, and like a wild horse running wild, he rushed into the villa with her.
"Cousin, run away!" Su Tianqi ran as fast as he could.
Even if he were to fight that perverted woman in a one-on-one fight, he didn't dare to say that he could win easily, not to mention that there were more than a dozen warriors beside him, especially the old man in the lead, who was probably a master-level expert, so it was only a fool who continued to fight!
"Brother Lang, Brother Han, there are masters! I can't stand it anymore!" Su Tianqi shouted as he ran.
"." The dozen or so martial arts masters at the gate of the villa were stunned and seemed unable to react for a moment.
"Damn! That kid ran away!"
"Hurry up!"
Everyone chased him into the villa.
"Is that the Splitting Wind Qi? A true disciple of Tianxuan Sect?!" He Jingtong's eyes changed slightly.
"Master Dharma King?" Upon seeing this, Mei Qiaoyan did not catch up immediately, but looked at He Jingtong.
He Jingtong nodded.
Only then did Mei Qiaoyan catch up.
This is the dream monster's territory. They are more familiar with each other. In such a short time, it is impossible for the other party to have a chance to set a trap.
He Jingtong heard the commotion inside and raised his feet to walk towards the villa, but suddenly he stopped and turned to look at the platform behind him.
A young man dressed in white, with a majestic figure and a rugged face appeared there.
The opponent wears a long sword with a white scabbard on his waist. If there is one characteristic that must be found in the opponent, it is that the opponent has a pair of very slender hands, which are at least two inches longer than the average person.
"You want to stop me?" He Jingtong raised his eyebrows.
"not him."
Suddenly, a calm voice sounded from behind him.
He Jingtong's expression changed and he turned around to look.
I saw a handsome young man dressed in black sitting on the wall of the courtyard, looking at him calmly.
"It's us."
The young man jumped down and brought out domineering power with a palm in the air, and the power in his palm rotated rapidly like a vortex.
Buzz buzz—!
At the same time, a sharp and sharp sound came from behind He Jingtong, and the whistles of swords seemed to pierce his eardrums.
He immediately judged which of the two attacks was stronger and weaker.
In an instant, the soft sword on his waist was unsheathed, like a golden snake entwining silk, with continuous strength, entangled with the Sword of Purity.
Crack, crackle!
The rain-covering energy, which was as dense as raindrops, penetrated the sword body, continuously impacting He Jingtong's whole body.
Dacheng's Fuyu Jin turned into a needle as thin as an ox's hair. Under the high-speed rotation, it pierced He Jingtong's force attached to the soft sword. However, the skin all over his body turned yellow-brown when Fuyu Jin came. , the body surface is covered with cracks like a dry riverbed, easily blocking the rain.
"Your strength is so penetrating! It's just not strong enough."
He Jingtong smiled faintly, turned around and looked at Han Zhao who had hit him in the back: "Your strength is enough, but the penetration is not enough."
Three yuan circulation!
Han Zhao's right palm suddenly pressed forward, and the condensed Sanyuan Jin continued to grow. The cold and penetrating characteristics of Mosha Jin were brought to their extreme, and they exploded directly on the force film on He Jingtong's back, hitting him right in the chest. Afterthought.
Change the rain and change the clouds!
The rebirth sword in the hand of the incarnation burst out with dazzling white light. Under the violent tremor, He Jingtong's soft sword wrapped around the sword was swung away, and the dazzling raindrop-like sword light all over the sky gathered into a little cold light.
Poof!
"puff!"
Blood suddenly appeared.
He Jingtong's expression changed slightly and he withdrew from the circle between the two of them.
He felt the energy and blood surge in his body, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and glanced at the bone-deep wound in the palm of his right hand.
"A highly trained warrior actually has such a unique skill? You already understood the meaning of the sword with that sword strike just now. Are you the Rain-Crushing Sword Wave Blowing Clouds on the Qilin Ranking?"
As the Protector of the Immortality Sect, he naturally knows what masters there are in Yuanchang Mansion.
"What about you? Who are you?" He Jingtong didn't seem to care about the injury at all and turned to glance at Han Zhao.
As a master of horizontal training who has perfected the two qi, he has integrated the earth element's qi first, and his physical defense is amazing. He didn't expect to be injured by a warrior who had achieved great strength training, especially the other person whom he had never heard of and didn't know. What kind of martial arts does the opponent use?
"Was the strength and penetration just now enough?" Han Zhao grinned.
"die!!"
He Jingtong's tawny skin suddenly turned dark, and his claws were as black as iron with a faint light, and he grabbed Han Zhao's face in front of him.
Han Zhao tapped his toes on the ground, his body floated back, and the scarlet sword on his waist suddenly came out of its sheath.
Ding-ding-ding-ding! It was obviously a collision between the blade and flesh and blood, but there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and sparks flying.
A large amount of power was transmitted into Han Zhao's body through the blade, and the two forces were at loggerheads.
He Jingtong's eyes widened. A martial artist with great strength training could actually compete with him.
He could clearly feel that he was superior to the opponent in terms of strength and pure physical strength.
However, once these powers enter the opponent's body, they seem to be consumed by an invisible force and cannot cause fatal damage.
You must know that the biggest difference between a grandmaster and a martial artist is that the power goes deep into the internal organs.
When a martial artist and a grandmaster fight hard, it is very likely that the internal organs will be injured after a few rounds, and the stamina will be unsustainable, but the young man in front of him seems to be completely fine.
"I don't believe it! You, a martial artist, can really resist it!" He Jingtong activated the secret technique of Blood Spirit Strategy, and his dark body was instantly covered with red blood lines, and his power surged.
Bang! ! !
With the terrifying explosion of power and speed, Han Zhao's body flew out like a cannonball.
"Die!"
As soon as Han Zhao stabilized his body, He Jingtong took advantage of the momentum to pursue him. He stepped forward, wrapped his hands like giant steel pincers in front of Han Zhao, and used a "moon hug" in his arms.
Wherever his arm passed, terrifying strength was mixed with fire energy, like a high-temperature furnace, burning and twisting the air.
Han Zhao leaned back and avoided He Jingtong's sudden hug, but he grabbed both wrists.
"I've got you!" He Jingtong smiled cruelly, tightened his palms, squeezed Han Zhao's arms crossed on his chest, and pulled them outwards.
"Boy, if you can force me to use my full strength as a martial artist, you're not bad at all."
Han Zhao's shoulders were pulled toward the middle by these two huge forces.
The energy around the two people collided and rubbed.
After all, He Jingtong is a master of horizontal training at the Second Qi Master level. In a pure strength battle, he does not believe that a martial artist with great strength can be his opponent.
Buzz buzz—!
The scream of the sword was sharp and sharp, piercing the space, and the rain-covering force pierced He Jingtong's back of the heart.
However, he had made up his mind to deal with the seemingly weaker Han Zhao in front of him first, and then deal with the stronger Lang Fanyun behind him.
The bulging muscles all over his body swelled, making his whole body look like a black mass of iron.
The high-speed rotation of the Purple Sword kept piercing the surface of his body, but it was unable to break through his hard defense.
He Jingtong increased his strength, and Han Zhao's arms were pulled by his huge force so that his forearms were close to his shoulders. As long as he exerted his strength, Han Zhao's internal organs could be squeezed out with huge force.
Zheng!
The sound of the sword being sheathed sounded.
Lang Fanyun behind him seemed to have given up his attack.
He Jing looked at Han Zhao with a ferocious expression.
"You can't hold on anymore?!"
However, the fearful look on the other party's face that he expected did not appear.
Lang Fanyun swooped forward and merged into Han Zhao's body in his surprised eyes.
"You'd better not let go." Han Zhao grinned and began to use strength with his arms.
"You?!" He Jingtong's pupils tightened, but he saw a golden light flash in Han Zhao's eyes, an astonishing heat wave erupted all over his body, and his arms instantly stretched out.
"Vajra body protection!!!"
boom! !
In an instant, terrifying strength and energy spread through Han Zhao's arms, and then exploded in his arms and chest.
"Crack!" A heartbreaking sound of bone breaking and friction sounded. He Jingtong's body flew out and hit the thick wall of the villa, leaving a large human-shaped hole.
"puff!!"
He struggled to get up, blood spurting out along with the pieces of meat. He looked at Han Zhao whose whole body was made of pure gold, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"King Kong. The magical power of indestructibility?!"
At that moment, He Jingtong felt as if he had been hit by a powerful blow from the Five Qi Grandmaster. The horizontal kung fu he had practiced hard for decades broke through his defense in an instant, and all the muscles in his body were torn apart at that moment.
There is absolutely no other possibility for a martial arts that can produce such terrifying explosive power except the "Vajra Indestructible Magic", the ancestor of horizontally practicing martial arts!
"If you can let me use my full strength, you are no problem." Han Zhao slowly walked towards him.
This was the first time he had unleashed his full power after integrating the Xiantian Zhiyang Qi, and the power was beyond his imagination.
But under normal circumstances, if he directly uses the King Kong body protection, the enemy will not be stupid enough to fight with him at close range.
No matter how strong your martial arts skills are, there is no point if you can't hit someone.
"You! Pfft!" The same words were returned to him again, and He Jingtong spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, and his breath quickly weakened.
"Oh, what are you doing! Don't waste it!"
In his eyes, Han Zhao, who was like a god in golden armor, ran over in a panic, as if his vomiting blood was something serious.
clang! !
He Jingtong punched out with both fists, and his final counterattack hit Han Zhao on the chest, making a deafening roar.
However, Han Zhao's body remained motionless.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying suction force came through Han Zhao's body.
"Who are you...?!"
He Jingtong felt that the strength, blood, and true energy in his body were rapidly draining away and pouring into the opponent's body.
Soon, he fell into boundless darkness.
The strength of one-twentieth of the Second Qi Master is definitely more than that of a normal martial arts master.
"Hiss~" Han Zhao took a breath, and his already weak body quickly filled up.
