boom!
A spiritual storm set off, and air flow surged around Xu Yue, which was visible to the naked eye.
"Is he really in the mortal realm?"
Murong Duan looked at Sun Qing, who was unconscious on the ground, and then at Xu Yue, whose breath was rising, feeling surprised and confused.
What exactly is going on?
The other party looked like he was clearly preparing to break through to the solid spirit realm, but the punch he punched Sun Qing earlier made him feel unusual power.
"No matter! He must be stopped!"
Murong Duan gritted his teeth, rushed over again, and began to attack Xu Yue fiercely.
He is just trash, a straw bag, not an idiot.
Once Xu Yuerang succeeds in breaking through, he will definitely die!
"kill!"
Murong Duan pressed forward and threw out random punches.
Xu Yue's whole body was extremely hot at this time, and his movements could not help but become slow. He was unable to dodge and was punched hard by Murong Duan.
"Hahaha, hide! If you can, escape from here. There is still a chance of survival!" Murong Duan rolled his eyes and began to push Xu Yue towards the window.
Once Xu Yue left the room, he could pursue him while shouting to catch the assassin, attracting the support of a group of strong men from Yunmeng Tower.
At the same time, he can also distance himself from his relationship with Mrs. Sun.
It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone!
But Xu Yue would never do as he wished. He spat blood and said with a smile: "Even if I want to run away, I will still shout while running: My son is cuckolding me!"
"court death!"
Murong Duan's eyes were sharp, with a hint of fear hidden deep in his eyes.
No matter what today, Xu Yue must be strangled in this room!
boom!
Murong Duan rushed towards him, with clouds and mist swirling around him. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was actually made of condensed spiritual energy.
Xu Yue looked serious, recognizing that this was the secret technique used by the other party before, and hurriedly raised his dagger to stab it.
With a chirping sound, the dagger hit successfully, but it was like piercing a ball of cotton, unable to exert any force.
"Isn't it surprising? Our sect's secret technique can change the body shape at will. Die!"
Murong Duan shouted loudly, and stretched out his hand like two thick smoke, directly pinching Xu Yue's neck, making him unable to move.
"I'm going to torture you slowly!"
Then, he punched Xu Yue one after another, as if he wanted to break and grind every inch of his bones and meridians.
puff!
Xu Yue spurted out another mouthful of blood, enduring the pain while observing the situation inside his body.
Yes, he was still trying to break through the solid spirit realm, even during the battle.
The Solid Spirit Realm, as the name suggests, is to further consolidate the spiritual power in the body, thereby obtaining more powerful power.
If the Mortal Transformation Realm merely breaks away from the realm of mortals, then the Solid Spirit Realm goes a step further on this basis.
The biggest difference between the two is the difference in spiritual power capacity.
Monks in the realm of metamorphosis can often only use the spiritual power in their bodies monotonously. Once it is used up, it is gone and recovery is extremely slow.
If you want to replenish your spiritual power again, you need to go through a long period of practice.
The solid spirit realm monks are different. Their spiritual power is highly compatible with the meridians of flesh and blood. After entering the body, a lot of spiritual power will not dissipate in vain, but will be deposited deep in the body, waiting for the master to mobilize it.
What Xu Yue wants to do now is this.
But his situation was special. His original true interpretation was that he was overbearing. After the "blood-moving training", his blood was boiling and his spiritual power was difficult to integrate.
In addition, the remaining elixir residues have not yet been completely refined, making a breakthrough even more difficult!
The most intuitive manifestation is that spiritual power cannot even break through various acupoints.
Xu Yue worked hard for a long time and tried his best to open nearly one-fifth of the acupuncture points in his body.
"No! If this continues, people will die before the breakthrough is successful!"
Xu Yue's mind was racing, and then he looked at Murong Duan, who was a little crazy in front of him, and said with a forced smile: "Brother, haven't you eaten? Your fists are so soft."
Murong Duan was stunned at first, with a fierce light in his eyes: "You are really not afraid of death."
Xu Yue was disdainful and spat a thick mouthful of phlegm on Murong Duan's face. He laughed and said, "Grandpa's right hand is a little itchy. Can you help me scratch it?"
"as you wish!"
Murong Duan was furious and punched Xu Yue's right hand.
However, surprisingly, Xu Yue's physical body was quite strong, and Murong Duan's angry blow failed to break it.
"Why, do you only have strength in bed? You piece of shit." Xu Yue laughed.
"Hey, come again then!"
Murong Duan smiled ferociously and punched again!
This time, with a crisp click, Xu Yue's right arm was completely bent and could no longer be bent.
Xu Yue groaned, his forehead instantly covered with cold sweat, but he did not cry out.
"It's quite bearable." Murong Duan looked at him with interest and felt comfortable.
Xu Yue had no time to pay attention to him. After calming down his mind, he looked inward at the acupuncture point on his right hand and found that it had indeed been forcibly opened by an external force.
"It works!"
Xu Yue came back to his senses and forced a smile to Murong Duan: "Grandson, if you have the ability, you can also use my left hand, otherwise I will wait for a while..."
Click!
This time Xu Yue really couldn't hold it back and screamed out.
Murong Duan crushed the bones of Xu Yue's left hand with his kick, and then continued to crush it back and forth on the ground, almost crumpling the broken bones and flesh into a ball.
It hurt so much.
"Hey, keep talking so hard!" Murong Duan looked down at Xu Yue condescendingly.
What Xu Yue said before really hurt his heart.
That's right, Murong Duan was born insensitive to spiritual power, and his cultivation was extremely unskilled. He could even be said to be a complete waste!
If other people had his status and had access to his cultivation resources, they would no longer be what they are now.
But Murong Duan happened to be like this. He was more than a hundred years old and in the middle stage of the Solid Spirit Realm, and he even used elixirs to force it up.
Fighting at the same level, he can't beat almost anyone. Geniuses with a slightly lower level can also defeat him across levels.
Only Xu Yue, an enemy separated by a big realm, could barely rely on spiritual weapons and secret techniques to bully him.
The same is true. Murong Ji, the leader of the Yunhai Sect, did not like his son at all. He even handed over the power of the sect to his disciples but was unwilling to give it to him!
Murong Duan hated himself, hated himself for being incompetent, and hated his father for being unkind and unjust.
Do you look down on me? I still look down on you!
So what if you are stronger than me in cultivation? I am stronger than you in other areas!
Therefore, under this morbid revenge mentality, Murong Duan began to hook up with Sun Qing, and went further and further on this road.
But no matter how much he retaliates, he will still be nothing more than a loser who cannot be put on the stage.
"However, I will torture you to death today first, and let's talk about what happens next." Murong Duan continued what he was thinking and looked at Xu Yue ferociously.
However, what surprised him was that the dying young man at his feet still refused to give in and was still provoking his own bottom line.
"Ha, Technician No. 1, my lower abdomen is itchy, hurry up." Xu Yue raised a middle finger and smiled.
The smile on Murong Duan's face became even bigger.
It's been a long time since anyone let me do whatever I want like this.
The people in the sect seem to respect me, but in fact they are all duplicitous.
Today I will give you a complete pleasure.
"Okay guest, please wait a moment."
Murong Duan took a deep breath, then formed an air gun with one hand and stabbed it hard!
This time, blood spattered and dyed the entire ceiling red.
Xu Yue was confused for a while and almost fainted. Fortunately, the elixir in his meridians took effect in time and he woke up again.
"Where else is it itchy?"
"Three inches from the lower right side of the chest."
puff!
"anything else?"
"Left leg!"
Click!
Terrifying sounds kept ringing in the room, like a gloomy operating room, which could scare people into fainting.
Until an hour later.
"It finally worked!"
Xu Yue roared and stood up under Murong Duan's confused eyes.
