Everyone has blood energy, but it is divided into high and low levels just like vitality. To be precise, although everyone has this power, few people know how to use it. It is like the organ system in the human body, maintaining
It plays an important role in the operation of human life and represents a foundation to a large extent. If this foundation is squandered, the whole person will collapse.
With such violent power, every time it is used up, it is a very serious load on the body, and the recovery of blood energy is also very slow and difficult. Some medicines or elixirs that replenish essence and energy are needed in order to recover over time.
Make up for it bit by bit. If you lose too much health at once, you may even lose your talent, which cannot be saved no matter what.
This is also a powerful force hidden in the human body that is consumed and replenished all the time, but it is extremely difficult to use directly.
But for Yan Ting, who had swallowed Emperor Bodhi, it was no longer difficult to use his blood energy for direct combat.
A trace of blood-colored misty illusory "silk thread" is wrapped around the earth-yellow armor, as if it is integrated with the armor, and the looming scarlet can be faintly seen above the earth-yellow color.
Mo Xuanzhang's eyes narrowed slightly. He did not take action immediately, but quietly waited for Yan Ting to be fully prepared. This was not because he was conceited, but a desire from the heart. He hoped that today's battle would make him completely let go.
He originally thought that Yan Ting would use the black aurora, so he planned to fight hard, but Yan Ting did not.
But now the scarlet aura undoubtedly made Mo Xuanzhang temporarily disappointed and then excited again. He could feel that Yan Ting's aura was rising rapidly.
Yan Ting has done this a few times to induce blood energy. Just yesterday, he transferred some blood energy to Buyunya, which directly caused him to vomit blood. You must know that although blood energy can be regenerated, if it is forcibly transferred to others, it will be like giving away money.
, there is no reason to ask for it back. Using blood energy to support vitality will not cause too much loss, and it can also improve one's combat power. It's a pity that ordinary people can't even activate blood energy, just like they can't control their own heart.
Beats cannot be used to immediately cheer up when the kidneys are weak, but they can be allowed to play their most basic role.
Yan Ting's concept of blood energy was also very vague. He once thought that it was a kind of blood power, which was not wrong. He soaked it in the medicine pool first, and then swallowed Emperor Bodhi. He clearly found that there was an extremely difficult energy in his body.
The power of perception, and can be used as one wishes.
Blood energy is neither strength nor energy. The commonly said blood energy is strong, which can be a good explanation. It can trigger the strongest resonance in the human heart, thus putting people in an extremely excited state, not only strength, speed, defense
will be improved, and the endurance will also be greatly increased.
To put it in the simplest terms, an ordinary person can stick to one stick of incense if he hits two. With the improvement of blood energy, a person can stick to three sticks of incense if he hits four or five.
After Yan Ting activated his blood energy, within ten breaths, Mo Xuanzhang's breathing became louder and faster, but he was still able to hold back and not take action. This shows that in addition to his almost pathological pursuit of a fair fight, Mo Xuanzhang's breathing became louder and faster.
, there is another thing that ordinary people are not easily aware of...
Dull and rigid!
Looking at the scarlet aura rising from Yan Ting's body, the eyes of the seven elders were shocked. With their knowledge, how could they not see that it was the power of blood energy. Yan Ting can induce the blessing of blood energy, which shows that his blood is not strong.
Weak, whether blood energy can be activated is closely related to the strength of blood. It can be said that blood is the power that explodes with blood as the carrier.
"Some of you have seen it." Qin Feiling's beautiful face showed a faint smile. This battle seemed to be too exciting.
"Come on!" Yan Ting grinned and shouted in a low voice.
Almost in an instant, Yan Ting's figure disappeared from the spot. Everyone looked from a distance and saw a yellow stream of light on the Fengyuntai hitting Mo Xuanzhang like a comet falling to the ground. Its speed was so fast that everyone present could only see it.
That "tail" raised by the yellow light.
Mo Xuanzhang, who had been waiting for ten breaths, half-closed his eyes, and swept out his left hand without hesitation. The three-foot golden giant behind him also swept his left hand. Being hit by this slap, even the mid-term Tianyuan would have to lie down for a couple of seconds.
months.
Yan Ting's right palm rushed straight to the right, and the slap collided with his right palm, and immediately swept Yan Ting out of an arc, with Mo Xuanzhang as the center, the golden arm as the radius, and Yan Ting's feet
The mopping forcefully rubbed out half a circle on the wind and cloud platform.
Yan Ting always resisted with one palm
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, but the numbness coming from his arm made him have to think more highly of the golden giant. He clenched his right fist and hit the huge palm, directly knocking back the half-foot-long golden palm.
. He kicked off the ground, raised his body high, covered his head and legs with his palms. Suddenly, Mo Xuanzhang felt a breath that was threatening to him falling from the sky. He clasped his palms together,
The golden light bloomed again, and then he pushed his palms together like Yan Ting, clashing with Yan Ting's palms that were insignificant in comparison.
Suddenly, it was as if two energy bodies exploded in the void at the same time, and strong aftermath surged out from the gaps between the four extremely mismatched palms, like a millstone of blue water that magnified infinitely, extending hundreds of feet.
Yan Ting's body flew up into the sky, and Mo Xuanzhang wiped the ground and retreated. This time, the palms of his hands were evenly matched.
"Then, if that palm fell on me, even ten lives would not be enough to kill me." A disciple of the Earth Yuan Realm opened his mouth wide and his eyes were dull.
"Come on, I guess all the Tianyuan realms in the outer courtyard combined can't compare to any of them. This kind of battle can be called the most magnificent one in the academy's thousands of years. With your level of cultivation, you are too small to be used as cannon fodder."
." Another disciple mocked coldly.
This does not mean that Yan Ting and Mo Xuanzhang are the strongest disciples in the history of the outer courtyard. Before them, there is a gap that cannot be crossed no matter what. And that person is only more than twenty years ago.
In addition, there were also some who had the strength of late Tianyuan in the outer courtyard, but at that time there was no one who could match them, so there was never a battle where both of them could have a hearty and enjoyable battle.
After Yan Ting soared into the sky, he flipped upside down in the air, his body suddenly fell down, his right arm was slightly bent, and he hit Mo Xuanzhang's head hard.
Mo Xuanzhang slapped him without looking. Yan Ting, who was in mid-air, had no way to use his strength to relieve his force. He was directly slapped dozens of feet away and fell to the ground. His white clothes were completely covered with dust.
Yan Ting stood up, dusted off the dust on his body, and rubbed his wrists. The khaki armor once again showed a dent, but it failed to touch his body.
Taking a deep breath, Yan Ting's eyes suddenly shot towards Mo Xuanzhang. The two were more than eighty feet apart, almost standing directly opposite the Baizhang Fengyun Tower.
"Uh... ah -" Yan Ting shouted angrily, taking one step at a time, getting bigger and bigger, and a bloody energy suddenly condensed on his fist.
Mo Xuanzhang narrowed his eyes, and the aura in his body surged again. The originally dim golden giant behind him solidified a bit. Facing the oncoming Yan Ting, he did not dodge, but punched out.
The two people's previous attempts were a combination of fists and kicks, showing no mercy. But now they are attacking with the blessing of vitality. If you don't pay attention, with the unbridled power of the two people, you will be killed or disabled.
The bloody fist and the golden fist struck together, and they paused for a moment at the same time, and then rebounded. Then the second punch came, the third punch, the fourth punch...
Every impact of a punch would produce a roar that was no less than a thunderclap, and would trigger a terrifying ripple of energy. However, the bodies of the two people did not retreat even half a minute, and immediately swung out a second blow after their fists bounced back.
Punch to resist the opponent's punch.
The disciples in the spectator seats all covered their ears with their hands, their pupils filled with shock. After living for more than ten years, this was the first time they had seen such a simple and domineering battle, like children playing house, fist against fist,
It doesn't hurt other parts, but after being beaten for so long, even the fist should be hurting.
"If the two of them continue to fight like this, will they suffer too much loss? It will be of no benefit to them." Looking at this kind of battle that is considered the pinnacle of the Tianyuan realm, the third elder couldn't help but worry.
"We have already fought to this point, do we still expect that one of them will stop fighting first? Although Mo Xuanzang and Yan Ting are not very old, they both have a kind of arrogance that is engraved in their bones. When they encounter an opponent worthy of all their strength,
, how can you give up so easily?" the fifth elder said indifferently.
The third elder stopped talking and just watched.
The golden giant would obviously consume a lot of Mo Xuanzhang's vitality. Mo Xuanzhang also knew that if he continued to fight like this, he didn't know how long Yan Ting could last. Anyway, he himself wouldn't be able to last long.
The fist turned into a fist, and the two fingers formed an extremely sharp giant sword and thrust straight out. Yan Ting's body spun strangely, almost wiping his fingers and approached Mo Xuanzhang again. His right fist hit the side of the finger, causing the golden giant finger to pierce.
It deviated from the trajectory and was thrown away violently. Mo Xuanzhang's left arm seemed to be pushed away from the inside after being stretched out, and was thrown out fiercely.
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, but his right fist flew sideways and hit Yan Ting.
Yan Ting held the huge golden arm with both hands, and the soles of his feet brushed against the Fengyun Terrace for more than ten feet without taking a step back. He pressed down hard with both hands, pressing the golden arm against the Fengyun Terrace. Mo Xuanzhang's face flashed for a moment.
Pale, silently reciting the magic formula, he immediately moved away from the golden giant. Since Yan Ting was close to him, the golden giant was almost a burden to him.
Yan Ting's suppressed arm immediately dissipated, and he was only one foot away from Mo Xuanzhang, within reach of him in the blink of an eye.
Mo Xuanzhang obviously reacted before him. After withdrawing this elemental skill, he immediately fired out the fist that was thrown away. Yan Ting hurriedly retracted his right palm and blocked it on his chest. The fist hit the palm of his hand, and Yan Ting took a dozen steps back.
Red and trembling.
The third elder who had been worried about Yan Ting breathed a sigh of relief at this moment and murmured: "Finally, this Yuan skill has been broken."
But no matter how low your voice is, unless you don't make a sound completely or you are really thinking silently in your heart, how can you hide it from the other six elders who are close at hand?
The six elders looked at him in unison, making the third elder blush slightly.
I'm sorry you were just worried about two people fighting each other and getting hurt. It turns out you were worried about Yan Ting, afraid that he would be hurt by Mo Xuanzhang.
Mo Xuanzhang took a few deep breaths. He suppressed the surge of vitality in his body and forcibly withdrew the skill, which also caused some damage to his body.
"Mo Xuanzhang, if you still have any tricks to beat the enemy, hurry up and use them, otherwise you will have no chance." Yan Ting grinned and said with a smile.
After Mo Xuanzhang took a few breaths, he suddenly smiled. He looked at Yan Ting and shook his head helplessly.
Yan Ting laughed loudly: "Then you will definitely lose today."
Just when he was about to take action to end the battle that almost overturned him, Mo Xuanzhang stretched out a hand and pointed his palm towards him, seemingly asking him to wait.
"What else?" Yan Ting asked impatiently.
"Yan Ting," Mo Xuanzhang breathed heavily: "You have indeed not disappointed me. So far, I am not as good as you."
This simple sentence made Yan Ting feel a little happy. He wished he could use a loudspeaker and tell Mo Xuanzhang's words to the more than a thousand disciples in the audience.
"But don't forget, you have a useless move, and I have a useless move." Mo Xuanzhang's voice suddenly turned cold, he raised his right hand, and the ancient sword on the seat dozens of feet away buzzed.
The sound was as sharp as a flying arrow. He grabbed the sword with one hand, and the momentum of the sword suddenly increased by more than ten times.
When the ancient sword was in Mo Xuanzhang's hand, it still buzzed, like a peerless magic weapon endowed with aura, which resonated with its owner. The scabbard was simple but ordinary, and there was nothing special about it.
Mo Xuanzhang smiled slightly, held the scabbard with his left hand, put his right hand on the hilt, and slowly pulled it out.
Sizzle...
With the thunder snake coiling around, the sword appeared in front of Yan Ting's eyes.
It was a purple sword with a whole body, three feet four inches long and three inches wide. There were thunder snakes swimming on the sword, two or three in a round, from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and after one round there was another round.
, this is not that Mo Xuanzhang used any Yuan skills to increase his momentum, but that the ancient sword itself has thunder and lightning properties.
The moment it was pulled out, winds and clouds surged above Feng Yuntai, lightning flashed and thunder rolled, and dark clouds rolled, as if a disaster was coming from the sky, shocking people's hearts and souls.
Yan Ting's teeth chattered, what the hell is going on?
The great elder's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Xuan Zang is going to attack with all his strength."
The other six people turned their eyes and looked at the great elder, confused.
Mo Xuanzhang pointed his sword at Yan Ting and said loudly: "This sword is called 'Xuanji'. I still have five points of strength left. From now on, you don't have to treat me as a friend and attack with all your strength. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless."
"What are you doing?" Yan Ting's eyes widened, looking at the strange phenomenon in the sky. There really was a situation where a magical weapon appeared and caused chaos in the world, and he encountered it, and it was aimed at him!
He could clearly feel that the sword named "Xuanji" was a hundred blocks more powerful than that bullshit "Tai Ling". Yan Ting couldn't figure out how this sword could be related to the word "fair".
What's the relationship?
"I hope the sword's heart is not covered in dust." Mo Xuanzhang murmured.
