Chapter 74

The sharp sound of the sword shocked everyone's ears. Hundreds of blue and black glazed tiles on the roof were broken on the spot by the sharp sound of the sword. On Buqi's raised left arm, two four inch short swords are deeply embedded in his bones and flesh. They are constantly twisting and struggling, but they can't get rid of the shackles of Buqi's body.

Although it is the cultivation of congenital pulse cultivation, don't beg the thief of cultivation is too strong. Steal other people's blood essence to strengthen and strengthen their own body, steal other people's cultivation to improve their own cultivation, and steal other people's soul fragments to strengthen their own soul. Everything is so incredible. Therefore, although the realm of true Qi cultivation is the realm of congenital pulse cultivation, his strength can not be measured in this way.

His body has been nourished by the essence of blood and gas of so many people, and now it is several times stronger than the martial arts in the ordinary congenital pulse cultivation realm. The tenacity of muscles and bones is almost comparable to the martial arts in the congenital physical cultivation realm. The refining degree of his true Qi is not under the martial artist in the realm of condensing breath.

Such a strong body and powerful Qi gather together. Don't beg to inject all the innate true water Linggang into his left arm. His left arm suddenly becomes like a King Kong. Although the flying swords of the two congenital stillbirth friars were sharp, they were caught by the bone and flesh of don't beg. The flying swords still could only scream sharply, and they couldn't jump out of the hold of don't beg's arm.

The two friars who offered flying swords in the state of congenital fetal rest stared at the two flying swords embedded in don't beg's arms, all dumbfounded. Although their flying swords are not high-grade, they are also medium-grade magic weapons. If the sword is too light, the ordinary iron armor is also divided into two. Can flesh and blood hold a flying sword? This is a sensational thing. Is he the immortal of golden elixir?

The two friars looked at each other in horror, spit out their true Qi, pinched the sword formula in their hands and shouted, "disease!"

The two flying swords beat violently together and kept making a sharp sound. Don't beg for blood from the place where the flying Sword Pierced your arm, and drop it on the bloody ground.

Don't beg threw himself at the two friars with a grim smile. Congenital zhenshuilinggang spun rapidly in the meridians of his left arm and made a low sound of water waves. Two invisible whirlpools were formed in his left arm. The core of the whirlpool was two flying swords embedded in his arm. The huge adsorption force firmly trapped the two flying swords. Despite their rapid beating and struggle, they can't get rid of their hands.

Not only that, the so-called dripping water wears away the stone. Don't beg first. Shui Linggang is still eroding and killing the flying sword, erasing the spiritual brand left by the two friars on the flying sword and a ray of true Qi controlling the flying sword. The soul strength of don't beg is much stronger than the two friars of congenital fetal rest level. Although they are one-to-two, it still makes the two friars more and more uncomfortable to control the flying sword.

The two friars were obviously the kind of orthodox Qi refiners. All their energy was focused on polishing Qi, sacrificing and refining flying swords, and cultivating spells and talismans. This kind of orthodox gas refiner is devoted to cultivation. Although his foundation is solid and his cultivation is exquisite, he lacks some adaptability.

The flying sword is useless. The two friars spit out their innate Qi one by one. They constantly urge the flying sword to separate the flying sword from the body of don't beg and let the sword cut off the head of don't beg. They forget that the distance between them and don't beg is only a few feet. This space is only one step for even the top martial artist the day after tomorrow.

With a grim smile, Buqi extracted a large amount of heaven and earth aura from the heaven water spirit snake pill, which instantly turned into rolling real Qi and scattered into the meridians of the whole body. The blood essence of seven or eight Oracle warriors outside his body was absorbed into his body, and condensed into two explosive pieces of jade palm strength on the palm of his right hand and right knee.

A tiger jumped in front of the two friars, slapped on the left man's chest, raised his right knee, and put his best on the Friar's lower body and outer kidney. The heaven and earth aura extracted from the Tianshui spirit snake pill and the blood gas of seven or eight warriors were divided into two equal parts, and they burst into the bodies of the two friars together.

The bodies of the two friars suddenly expanded in a circle. After entering the fetal rest period, all the energy and spirit of the friar are restrained in the body. He is as old as he looks. He can be as dry and ugly as he can be. But now the real Qi and blood gas forced into by Buqi rushed, and the two friars' shriveled and atrophied skin suddenly became white and shiny, bulging like a baby silkworm.

"Bad!"

Two howls came out, and countless cracks thick and thin fingers had appeared on the body surface of the two real born friars. Broken jade strength broke out in their bodies, and people inside and outside the hall heard the dull explosion from their bodies. Blood arrows continued to shoot out from their seven orifices, and their breath rapidly weakened.

"Die!" Don't beg, stare and shout at the two people.

When the brocade bag moved, two highly poisonous prickles from Mengshan were caught in the hands of Buqi and pierced into their eyebrows. Another wave of huge aura from Tianshui lingsnake pill penetrated into the brains of the two friars along the awn thorn, smashing their purple house to the sea, and their souls became countless fragments under the impact of aura.

The big silk entangled hand was launched through the highly poisonous awn thorn, and a huge suction came from the awn thorn. The two friars worked hard for more than 100 years to reach the state of congenital stillbirth. Their powerful and condensed souls can be compared with the collection of 100 souls of ordinary people. Such a huge soul is broken into pieces and stolen. It is extracted by the internal secret method and transformed into pure soul particle energy, which is gurgling into the sea of knowledge.

Don't beg to know that the water waves thousands of miles around the sea rotate wildly. The soul particles are washed by the water waves again and again, washing the breath traces from the two monks clean. The pure soul energy turns into colorful glow, which is continuously drilled out of the water waves, and turns into a colorful dense glow in the sea of knowledge.

At this time, don't beg has no ability to digest and absorb such huge two soul energies. You can only temporarily store them in the sea of knowledge and slowly absorb and integrate them in the future. The soul is the most important root of the cultivator. If the soul is strong, the mind and spiritual consciousness will be strong. It is not easy to be invaded by external demons during cultivation, and it is not easy to deviate when exercising skills. As long as the soul energy of these two friars is fully absorbed, it will be much easier not to beg to enter the golden elixir period in the future.

Speaking for such a long time, in fact, everything is just over with two or three fingers.

Two friars in the state of congenital stillbirth died miserably, and their bodies spewed out a large amount of black dirty blood, which instantly became two dark meat balls the size of children. Then the broken jade burst out, two dark meat pieces exploded, and countless poisonous flesh and blood flew everywhere, frightening people inside and outside the hall in a hurry.

With a ferocious smile, Buqi pulled out the two medium quality magic weapon level flying swords inserted in his left arm and stuffed them into the brocade bag.

Congenital true water Linggang flows in and out of the arm, constantly nourishes the wound, and makes blood vessels and nerves heal quickly. However, these two flying swords not only killed Buqi's muscles and nerves, but also penetrated the bone of his left arm and damaged the bone marrow inside. This is a great harm to the cultivation foundation of don't beg.

If the bone marrow of other monks is damaged, they should at least take all kinds of miraculous drugs and spend several months to carefully recuperate. But for don't beg, although the injury is serious, as long as you steal a few people's blood essence to fill it, the injury will be almost better in three or five days.

Just inhaled the essence of blood and gas in the body. Don't beg to gather them near the wound without hesitation. The hot current rushed to the wound on the bone one after another. The bone and bone marrow began to regenerate and heal at a perceptible speed.

Yan Heluo originally thought that his two close guards could easily solve the problem of not begging. When he saw the two swords breaking through the air, he was smiling proudly and just got up from the ground. Before he could stand still, don't beg. He had mutilated himself in the most ferocious and barbaric way, and then killed the two strongest congenital fetal rest monks around Yan Heluo.

Yan Heluo, who was about to laugh proudly, shook his body. The laughter suddenly choked in his throat and changed into a strange 'cluck' sound like a little hen who had just laid an egg. He shivered and looked at don't beg. He couldn't understand why don't beg, who had just been born to raise blood vessels, could kill the two strongest guards around him.

"You, you, somebody!" Yan Heluo pointed to don't beg, and finally just gave out a sad long scream.

Outside the hall, the guard armor brought by Yan Heluo had already rushed in, but just now the bodies of the two friars exploded, and countless dark poisonous flesh and blood flew all over the sky, so they had to disperse and avoid it. At this time, Yan Heluo screamed wildly. They pulled out their swords and rushed towards Wuqi like the tide.

With a clang of the sword, a soft sword came trembling across, like a poisonous snake wrapped around Yan Heluo's neck three times. The quality of the soft sword is very good. It is a sharp weapon carefully made by the master craftsman. The sharp blade is close to Yan Heluo's neck. The biting cold almost frozen his body, making his sharp and ugly howl stop suddenly.

Lu Chengfeng held the handle of the sword steadily, and his fingers did not waver. He stood close behind Yan Heluo and shouted in a cold and heartless low voice: "King Ci, don't beg, not only my chief doorman, but also my life and death brother. I'm sorry, if you want to kill him, I'll kill you!"

Yan Heluo shouted like a ghost: "Yan Le Gong, are you crazy? Do you know the consequences of killing me?"

Lu Chengfeng said grimly, "what if I kill you? It's a big deal to roam the world. As long as I have brothers and friends, I can't break into a world. You come to the iron mountain refinery where you force me. This is to bully me. You have to kill my life and death brothers and my chief gatekeeper. If you don't give me face, what if I kill you?"

Holding a sword in his right hand, Lu Chengfeng stretched out his left hand and patted Yan Heluo on the cheek. Lu Chengfeng, who has always been gentle and elegant, has the elegant spirit of the son of a noble family. At this time, he is also like a wild wolf forced into a desperate situation, with the same ferocious murderous spirit as don't beg.

"Yan Heluo, can you tell me if your neck is flesh and blood? Can you cut off your big head with this soft sword?"

Don't beg and vomited a mouthful of blood. 'Jie Jie' smiled strangely and provoked a thumb at Lu Chengfeng: "Hey, don't you force me to leave you alone in my life? Hey, hey, it's really a good brother!"

None of the warriors who rushed into the hall dared to move. Don't beg and go to Yan Heluo with a wild smile. They shook their hands and slapped Yan Heluo's big teeth. Yan Heluo's neck was crooked and his sword edge tightened. The white oil piton on his neck was cut a large area, and the blood flowed down at once.

Yanheluo and Yanbu shouted in unison, "stop, everything is easy to discuss!"

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