The essence of the divine man's drumming style lies in the traction between the two fists, just like the sunset and the moon rising in the sky. The birth, old age, illness and death of the world are extremely regulated and inevitable.
Chen Ping'an, who has reached the fifth level, has been able to separate his soul into three parts after the battle at Guniu Mountain in the Ouhua Blessed Land. Unfortunately, he can only hold on for one breath, but he cooperates with the unreasonable god who beats the drum.
As long as one punch is enough, it seems more than enough.
After one punch hit the eunuch, there was a dull sound like the sound of drums on the battlefield, followed by dozens of punches in an instant, punches hitting the flesh.
Chen Ping'an, the two souls, returned to their positions.
After all, he is not an orthodox qi practitioner. If his soul is separated from his body for too long, his essence will be damaged.
On the other hand, looking back at the eunuch's first attack, Jiuniang and Yao Lingzhi were not only shocked by the great eunuch's high level of cultivation, but also the fact that the yin spirit could leave the body and the yang spirit travel far away at the same time. This was clearly an earthly immortal.
Cultivation, in fact, these Yao people have an unbelievable meaning. Didn't they agree that Daquan Shou Gonghuai was the great master of martial arts? How did he become a mountain immortal who cultivated Taoism and lived forever?
The royal eunuch of the Daquan Dynasty made a miscalculation. He did not expect that the robe on Chen Ping'an's body was of such high quality that it could block the killer weapon of his Yin God, who could stretch out his arms and rip out his heart.
, there are several great masters in the Daquan Jianghu who died by this hand. There will not be a real scene of blood dripping, but it will make a person's "heart" dry and instantly cut off the connection between the heart veins and all the acupoints. After death,
Death is like a rotten tree, a bit like breaking the Bridge of Immortality with one punch.
Eunuchs are regarded as great masters of martial arts, not because they are some clumsy trick to deliberately deceive their opponents, but because this person has a body worthy of the name of a master, with strong energy and blood, and tough muscles and bones, which is comparable to the peak of the six realms of pure martial arts.
Therefore, whether it is a close combat, a confrontation with mountain magic, a long-distance attack with a magic weapon, or a eunuch wearing a python suit, he is the least afraid of exchanging lives with others.
But after receiving the second punch, the eunuch realized that something was wrong. It wasn't that his opponent's punch was so powerful, but that he shouldn't be able to dodge it.
After five punches, the eunuch had a clear idea and roughly sorted out the context of this person's punch.
After ten punches, the eunuch seemed to have completely given up the idea of ​​​​evading and did not avoid the fight.
Instead, he chose to trade injury for injury.
During this period, Feijian Chuyi and Fifteen respectively focused on the eunuch's Yinshen and Yangshen.
A eunuch in python suit who looks like a pure martial artist but is actually a Qi practitioner, and Chen Ping'an who looks like a swordsman but is actually a pure martial artist.
The two of them were in a small space, between their arms. This fight was very rough. Compared with Sui's sword on the right side on the second floor to meet the enemy, the swords between Lu Baixiang and Xu Qingzhou were fierce. Wei outside the inn door
Xian was so beaten that he was so angry that he was surrounded by radiant magic weapons and a myriad of things.
The fight between Chen Ping'an and the eunuch Daquan has nothing but the word "quick". It is boring and boring, but extremely dangerous.
The two tables of servants had already hid at the stairs. They were well aware of the chaos in the inn and were not even qualified to intervene.
Zhu Lian, the only one who was idle about this, did not stop him or even look at him.
The scholar named Zhong leaned against the counter and looked at Chen Pingan.
He has traveled far and wide, and has never seen a pure martial artist who can perform a kind of boxing with such... smoothness.
Since you are young, you have to travel a long way and see many mountains and rivers, right?
There is no murderous, violent, and ferocious aura, and there is not even a strong aura to win.
But the momentum is still quite strong.
The scholar was a little curious as to what the purpose of this young man's boxing was.
However, when the manpower is exhausted, the counterattack with the fist force that one's own body can bear is to kill one thousand enemies and damage oneself eight hundred. Facing the famous Daquan guard Huai Lili, if the young man's boxing skills stop here,
Even if he tried his best to get injured and successfully "killed" Li Li with one last punch, it was still not enough, far from enough.
There is a reason why pure martial artists are not valued by the world and are not respected by temples, but instead worship those who practice Taoism.
Thousands of spells can be destroyed with one sword.
This sentence is widely circulated in the mountains. Many people think that they are afraid of the killing power of sword cultivators. In fact, it is not entirely true. Thousands of words have already revealed the power of sword cultivators.
Chen Ping'an's last punch was like a god beating the drum, and he really punched the eunuch in the python suit to pieces. Even the scarlet python suit seemed like nothingness.
But when Chen Ping'an discovered that there was no blood splattered, he knew something was wrong. He immediately used the Zhenshen head posture, which is a classic sword technique, and used it as a fist. He took a defensive posture and retreated again and again. Fortunately, Chu Yi's stab failed inexplicably.
, has appeared in front of me, and with the golden wine robe on my body, I should be able to get a new breath of pure energy.
The world of Haoran is not a blessed land. Here, fellow martial artists and all Qi practitioners will stare at the moment of breathing of a pure martial artist.
Eunuch Li Li's move was like the death talisman of the formation master outside Feiying Castle. It had the same purpose, except that Li Li used the destruction and dissipation of a Yang God to replace his real body and transfer the Feijian Chuyi's confrontation.
In terms of position, Chen Ping'an's unrestrained divine drumming style was already at the end of his strength.
The dissipation of Yang Shen only made Li Li's incomplete Zhanran Golden Pill dim a little.
The Yin God once again used the method of digging out the heart. His five fingers were like hooks, and he penetrated in like a fist smashing paper. The golden robe was like rice paper with excellent toughness, which prevented Chen Ping'an's soul from being shattered.
His heart was protected, but Jin Li was also restrained. Not only that, Chu Yi, the flying sword that stood in front of Chen Ping'an, was stuck in the mud and imprisoned in the body of the Yin God.
Li Li had already appeared beside Chen Pingan, slapped Zhen Shen's fist away with his palm, took a step forward, put his fingers together, and stabbed Chen Pingan in the temple.
Chen Pingan slid out sideways.
Li Li's strength does not lie in the fact that he is half an earthly immortal on the threshold of the golden elixir realm, but in his ability to both attack and defend without relying on external objects.
It is even more difficult to say whether Li Li has the magic weapon to beat the bottom of the box.
Li Li did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. He stood on the spot. The palm that had previously knocked Zhenshen's head off had already been clenched into a fist, and then he quickly released it. When the palm of his hand was spread out, the lines on the palm began to twist and turn, and the threads were bright red. Finally, it looked like
It turned into a vermilion talisman and struck Chen Pingan's temple with his two fingers together. It passed by in the palm of his hand. Li Li silently recited the word "open talisman" in his heart.
Chen Ping'an, who was just about to try his best to breathe, felt that the mountains were pressing down on him, and on the golden robe, on his sleeves and shoulders, there were talismans blooming with spiritual light.
Blood flowed from Chen Pingan's temple.
"I also have a punch, and it will be treated as a hospitality courtesy of my Daquan Dynasty."
Li Li walked forward with a smile. While saying this, the old eunuch with long sleeves in his python robe tilted his head to avoid Chu Yi who was stabbing him in the back of the head. He held the flying sword between his fingers and threw it gently, hitting it just in time.
Fifteen not far away.
In one step, he arrived in front of Chen Ping'an.
Li Li's left hand with the talisman in the palm seemed to be placed lightly on Chen Pingan's heart, and his right hand punched the back of his hand.
Like a heavy hammer hitting a nail, the nail is firmly driven into the golden wine of the robe, with great force and force.
Chen Pingan took a few steps back.
Li Li followed him like a shadow, still hitting the palm with his fists, and then hitting him with another punch. The golden robe on Chen Ping'an's body fluttered violently, and the spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers and the martial arts energy in his sleeves shattered and splashed everywhere.
Chen Pingan retreated again and again.
Li Li did not follow this time. He just stretched out his fingers and twisted a golden rope that appeared out of thin air around his neck. He pulled hard and brought up a blood groove on his neck. Li Li was completely unaware of these injuries and allowed the
It was the golden rope that bound the demon rope wrapped around his wrist. The cuffs of the python suit had been torn and broken, leaving iron-green marks on his arm. Li Li clicked his tongue and said: "I have a lot of good things on my body, and it's another magic weapon. It's a pity."
You are neither a swordsman nor a Qi practitioner, so you used it poorly, otherwise I would not have had the chance to deliver my third punch to you so quickly."
It turned out that after Li Li's right hand was entangled by the golden demon-binding rope, his left hand with the talisman on it clenched his fist again and pointed at Chen Ping'an's forehead. Chen Ping'an's eyebrows felt as if he had been hit hard, and his skin cracked and blood oozed out.
His head fell backwards, but Chen Ping'an stepped heavily on the ground step by step, preventing himself from falling backwards.
A haze flashed in the depths of Li Li's eyes. Behind him were the two flying swords of Chu Yi and Fifteen, entangled with his out-of-body Yin God.
Li Li sneered and said: "Two little guys, you are as loyal as Yao. Unfortunately, you don't seem to be the one you are destined for, so your power is greatly reduced. If I can erase your spirituality, maybe you can be used by me, which is an unexpected surprise.
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The Yin God actually gave birth to three heads and six arms in an instant. It was beyond recognition. It no longer looked like Li Li's "middle-aged eunuch", but the faces of three gods of the martial arts temple of the Daquan Dynasty. They were a strong man with a big beard, an elegant Confucian general, and a general.
A dull old man, with three pairs of arms, holding a pair of iron maces, a pair of axes and an iron spear filled with incense.
Although Li Li was slightly distracted to pay attention to the "collision" between Yin Shen and the two flying swords, it did not prevent him from being wary of Chen Ping'an.
The Oquan Shou Gonghuai, who is well-known among the countries in the central Tongye Continent, lost the first move but gained the upper hand later. However, he did not expect that the boy had received so many punches. His temple was still bleeding profusely and he still looked like a man.
Just like a normal person, he was severely injured. The spiritual energy that is more mysterious than a boxing intention, not only did not fall to the bottom, but it is still rising?
But it doesn't matter. Li Li can still cut flesh with a blunt knife and slowly wear away the young man's strength. Even if the young man throws another random punch, the worst he can do is temporarily lose his Yin Shen, but the young man's body and soul will definitely not be able to sustain it.
Come on. It's not that Li Li doesn't want to fight quickly, but there is really no way to make a final decision. An ordinary seventh-level martial artist or a monk in the Dragon Gate level would have been killed by him twice.
Lu Baixiang was at a disadvantage in his fight with Xu Qingzhou.
First of all, Lu Baixiang is not as good as Wei Xian. He has just stepped out of the painting and has not yet adapted to the infusion of spiritual energy in the vast world. Secondly, Xu Qingzhou is wearing the Golden Crow Jingwei armor. If it weren't for the narrow knife in his hand that stopped the snow, he would be the immortal of the deceased Nascent Soul of Taiping Mountain.
The relics, I'm afraid Lu Baixiang will be unable to fight back.
However, Lu Baixiang had stab wounds with visible bones on his chest and shoulders. The founder of the Ouhua Blessed Demon Sect still looked calm, as if he was far more interested in Daquan general Xu Qingzhou's swordsmanship than in defeating this man.
To be continued...