King Xiaoyao opened his eyes. At this moment, a wave of internal energy centered on King Xiaoyao and spread to all sides.

In an instant, dust and sand suddenly rose, and the terrifying internal pressure of the mountaineering environment seemed to distort even space.

King Xiaoyao looked at Lu Mingjun and said calmly: "Do you want some time to adjust your condition?"

Lu Mingjun relaxed his muscles and bones, his bones cracking, he punched the air a few times, jumped ten meters high in the air, and then rolled 360 degrees in the sky, landing with a perfect score.

Lu Mingjun shrugged and said without further ado: "Let's get started, stop inking, finish typing early and get off work early. After cleaning up for you, I'm waiting to go back for a hot meal. Su Mingyu specially made a meal for me today. I can't let it go."

People just wait."

Lu Mingjun immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing and made a first move. This time he was at a linguistic disadvantage.

But fortunately, I didn’t say some nonsense about going back to get married in today’s battle. If I really said this, the routine in movies and TV dramas is that 99.9% of the time there is no going back.

The general meaning is, if you don't kill me today, don't even think about leaving.

"Zheng!"

King Xiaoyao was no longer vague at this moment. He stood up, drew out the three-foot green sword, and held the hilt of the sword in his hand. Driven by his inner strength, King Xiaoyao's sleeves fluttered, and his momentum burst out.

He is gathering momentum!

Lu Mingjun saw what King Xiaoyao was thinking. King Xiaoyao wanted to end the battle instantly with a sword with all his strength, but Lu Mingjun would not let King Xiaoyao do so.

Lu Mingjun's expression changed, and he no longer hesitated. He clenched his fist and struck out decisively, rushing forward like Li Xuan's arrow. The sound of breaking the wind was shocking, and this strike was like a tiger coming out of the mountain!

"You underestimate people who are in the mountaineering realm!" King Xiaoyao said. It felt like he was whispering, but when this voice reached Lu Mingjun's ears, it was deafening!

My internal organs were also vibrating, and for a moment I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest.

This voice contains inner strength. If the person standing in front of King Xiaoyao is a master of the Martial God Realm, his internal organs may be broken at this moment, and he may fall to the ground and die!

After Lu Mingjun's Dantian and five internal organs were broken and repaired, the strength of the broken body has far exceeded that of masters of the same level. Lu Mingjun gritted his teeth and withstood King Xiaoyao's attack, and his fist was only half a foot away from his head.

suddenly!

"Whoosh!"

King Xiaoyao disappeared and disappeared before Lu Mingjun's eyes.

"What a fast speed!" Lu Mingjun secretly thought, and immediately turned from attack to defense. He turned around in the air and protected his chest and head. Feeling the force of King Xiaoyao's kick, he flew backwards a hundred meters away!

"Bang!"

His body collided with the boulders standing on the beach, and he staggered back a few steps before regaining his balance.

But King Xiaoyao did not intend to give Lu Mingjun time to react. He appeared behind Lu Mingjun in a flash, and with a thunderous sound, the Qingfeng in his hand aimed at Lu Mingjun's neck and struck it down with force.

Lu Mingjun concentrated one thousand percent, turned back, jerked his head back, bent at ninety degrees, put his left hand on the ground, gathered the internal force of the ice in his right palm, and rushed forward like an arrow from a string.

King Xiaoyao's eyes trembled, and he swung his left hand and struck Lu Mingjun hard!

"Bang!"

In an instant, a big wave washed over the sand, and a natural barrier seemed to form between the two people's palms, turning into a strong wind and rolling up the waves in the opposite direction!

King Xiaoyao tapped the ground with his toes and took a few steps back, as if flying on flat ground, and instantly retreated ten meters away from Lu Mingjun.

King Xiaoyao raised his left hand to observe. The cold air was like gangrene attached to the bones, and even the powerful internal strength of the mountaineering realm could not be dispelled.

The cold poison penetrates from the skin to the bones, gradually spreads throughout the body along with the flowing blood, and finally concentrates towards the heart.

At this moment, King Xiaoyao clearly felt his heartbeat slowing down. King Xiaoyao reversed the technique, and his internal energy rushed through the internal organs and connected to the three heavens along the muscles and veins of the whole body.

"puff!"

King Xiaoyao spat out a mouthful of blood. The moment the blood touched the ground, the sand around the blood froze instantly, and the absolute zero-degree coldness stung.

Bones are horrifying.

Lu Mingjun was startled when he saw this scene. It was the first time he met someone who could dispel this inner force of ice.

"Don't you think it's surprising? This should be your strongest method, the absolute zero-degree cold internal power. Indeed, if a person under the mountaineering level is hit, half of his life will be lost."

King Xiaoyao looked slightly appreciative and praised.

In the middle stage of the Martial God, there are methods that can threaten people in the mountaineering realm. It is indeed amazing, but that's all.

"In the face of mountaineering, your little tricks are useless. I have told you a long time ago that mountaineers will divide their internal power into countless parts and have the ability to accurately control every ounce of internal power."

"Although the cold air you exert can cause harm to people in the mountaineering realm, it is still little Doyle."

King Xiaoyao looked aloof and looked at Lu Mingjun with a hint of disdain. This was the natural condescension of a person of a high level towards a low level person. It was not that King Xiaoyao did not pay attention to Lu Mingjun.

This is nature. When a person sees scenery that countless people have never seen before, he will naturally develop a kind of honeyed confidence in his soul.

"It's time for you to see what the real boundless road is. Before you go climbing, you will never know how unpredictable the mountaineering realm is, or you will never understand it in your life!"

As soon as King Xiaoyao finished speaking, he held a three-foot green sword in front of him. The blade rotated, reflecting countless shadows. King Xiaoyao tapped his toes on the ground, and his feet stood upright, as if they were suspended in the air, half a foot above the ground.

distance.

In another moment, the sword tip flew away and spun in the air, shooting towards the direction where Lu Mingjun was standing.

King Xiaoyao seems to be wielding a sword!

This magical method that only exists in the storybook is really reproduced in the hands of people in the mountaineering realm.

Lu Mingjun's pupils tightened and he bent down to dodge. The sword blade spiraled past his eyes and cut off a few strands of bangs on his forehead. Lu Mingjun jumped three meters high to avoid the sword's spinning attack again.

Xiaoyao Wang is really wielding a sword, and he controls his internal power to the smallest detail in the mountain climbing realm. It looks like he is wielding a sword, but in fact it is the sword-wielding scene caused by King Xiaoyao's continuous release of internal power.

The underlying logic is equivalent to a top that pulls a rope, but people in the mountaineering realm can turn their internal force into a rope, constantly stopping the sword's edge and rotating in mid-air, and using the internal force to continuously guide the rotation of the sword's edge.

Such exquisite techniques of releasing internal force to the outside are the core of why people in the mountaineering realm can crush people below the mountain. To take someone's head thousands of miles away is the terrifying power of the mountaineering realm.
Chapter completed!