078 The emperor's three poles, the emperor's boxing
078 Emperor's Three Extremes, Emperor's Fist
"See clearly, this is the Emperor's Imperial Fist!" I saw bursts of dark flames beginning to condense at the small fist that Emperor Yama extended, but such a strong flame was imprisoned by Emperor Yama by an invisible force.
Within an inch or so of the small fist, as the flames gathered more and more and became more and more intense, the flames on the small fist of the King of Hell became more violent.
‘Hiss~~~hiss~~~’
A strange sound rang out, which felt like the sound of scraping glass with fingernails. The surrounding air began to become unusually heavy and depressing. Two figures "swish" came from different directions. It turned out that,
Huo Ling and Wang Hui, who also felt the boundless pressure, rushed over quickly to see what was going on.
"Any martial arts, to put it bluntly, is just the use of vitality. As the realm improves, one's own vitality can activate the surrounding auras of heaven and earth and even destroy the existence of auras. In this way, the power of martial arts will be greatly improved.
, but when it comes to the essence, martial arts are still just methods of using vitality."
"And there is a method, which is to compress one's own vitality, and then compress it to the extreme! When the compression of vitality reaches the limit, its destructive power will become extremely astonishing."
Method, the Emperor of Hell whispered to Nie Feng, but Huo Ling and Wang Hui couldn't hear what the Emperor of Hell was saying.
"Among them, the compression power of flame is the greatest, and this is the foundation of Emperor Jiquan!" His eyes suddenly burst out with astonishing energy, and the Emperor of Hell was completely enveloped in dark flames. The power even caused the space around the fist to begin to tremble.
The vibrating fist suddenly flew towards the small lake.
"Emperor Ji Fist: Emperor Yan Qian's anger explodes the mountains and rivers!"
The powerful flames, like a dragon coming out of the sea, crashed on a bare rock mountain not far from the small lake. Wutian's black flames swept around crazily, and the thunder-like force exploded in all directions. The black flame dragon pillar was hit from
The rocky mountain in the middle erupted, and the powerful hurricane of spiritual energy blew everything around the lake except for the Emperor of Hell. It was in a state of confusion. The blue lake seemed to be pulled by something, and a large amount of lake water
He was swept up in the air and pulled towards the direction of the explosion.
'boom!!'
A huge mushroom cloud erupted, and the water in the small lake that was pulled over was evaporated in an instant, leaving no trace. It turned out that the Wutian black flames that swept around just now were just the anger of the emperor's flames that exploded the mountains and rivers.
The prelude, and then the real display of power, the terrifying power like a small nuclear explosion, made everyone except the Emperor of Hell stunned.
Not only that, after being bombarded by the Emperor Yan's wrathful explosion of mountains and rivers, the entire rock mountain suddenly turned into a giant pit larger than the lake. With just one blow, the entire rock mountain almost reached the sky.
If it weren't for the fact that the Emperor of Hell had obviously controlled the intensity, then the aftermath would have been enough to kill Nie Feng and the three of them. The water in the small lake rushed crazily towards the deep pit. Under the Emperor of Hell's Emperor Fist, the lake
The area was more than doubled in an instant.
The Emperor of Hell, who used the Emperor Yan Qian to wrath the mountains and rivers, was obviously very weak. His pink face in the past had now turned pale, and his solid body seemed to have become a bit unreal.
'blow'
A gust of breeze flashed by, and Nie Feng arrived in front of Emperor Yama in an instant. Looking at Emperor Yama's pale and extremely weak figure, Nie Feng frowned heartbrokenly and said, "What's wrong? You knew that this was the case.
Why are you still using the Imperial Fist?"
Seeing Nie Feng's worried look, Emperor Yan smiled slightly and said to Nie Feng: "Don't worry, this little consumption is nothing. I will be able to recover soon."
At this time, Huo Ling also flew to the side of the Emperor of Hell, while Wang Hui left without knowing when and where he went. Seeing that Wang Hui was not there, the Emperor of Hell smiled and said: "Hey, hey,
The 'master' should think about it carefully this time, right?"
"Silly girl!" Nie Feng said in a distressed tone after touching the Emperor of Hell's head. The Emperor of Hell smiled slightly and his eyes burst out with a red light. The cultivation method and Qi gathering method of the Emperor's Fist were just like that.
The formula entered Nie Feng's mind.
"Okay, idiot, I have to go back to recuperate. During this period, I will try to recover from my injuries as soon as possible. With this consumption, I will be able to fully recover in about ten days. At that time, we will find a way to reach the second level.
Go to the tower, I don’t have time to tangle with these so-called forces. If you are brave enough to obstruct me, I will kill you without mercy!" After saying that, the Emperor of Hell turned into an illusion and returned to the Emperor of Hell.
Among the troops, only Nie Feng and Huo Ling were left.
"What exactly happened? Tell me in detail." Huo Ling said softly, looking at Nie Feng calmly.
In the next period of time, Nie Feng still took the time to practice and recover, and Wang Hui also sent Nie Feng elixirs every day as usual. As for the elixirs sent by Wang Hui, Nie Feng just took them without thinking.
I took it without even a trace of hesitation.
Wang Hui was moved by Nie Feng's complete belief in him but did not show it. He still checked on Nie Feng's body every day.
After seven days, Nie Feng's injuries have recovered to some extent, and his cultivation has directly reached the peak of the seventh level of Body Tempering, and is only one step away from reaching the eighth level of Body Tempering.
Opening his eyes, he discovered that Wang Hui had not come over today. In the past few days, Nie Feng had gotten used to Wang Hui coming over every day to check on his physical recovery, so it was a bit difficult to adapt to the fact that Wang Hui didn't come today.
Thinking of this, Nie Feng began to close his eyes again, but this time, Nie Feng began to understand the cultivation method of Emperor Fist that the Emperor of Hell had instilled in his mind.
Completely different from the practice of Shenjiang Duanliupo, the practice of Emperor Quan does not require the help of waterfalls or giant logs. The first condition for practicing Emperor Quan is to use your own strength to control the seven points on your hands.
The side meridians are opened.
It turns out that in addition to the eight extraordinary meridians, which are the most important for cultivators, the human body also has many meridians that are not used during normal practice. These meridians are basically abandoned. Of course, some partial skills are
It may be that these almost abandoned meridians are used, so these meridians are called side-door meridians, which means that most of the unorthodox practices that use these meridians are side-door meridians.
The vitality condensed into spikes began to slowly open up those meridians that had not been used at all and appeared to be extremely fragile under Nie Feng's guidance. Every time the vitality advanced by one point, Nie Feng felt his hands being torn apart.
The pain was intense, but Nie Feng had long been used to the pain. To be honest, Nie Feng didn't find it unbearable to suffer such tearing pain.
Moreover, apart from the pain, Nie Feng's opening of the meridians was extremely smooth. Nie Feng even felt unbelievable because of the smooth operation. In fact, this was also because of practicing Zi Yunxiao.
There is an invisible sharpness in Zi Yunxiao's vitality, which can easily tear apart everything, especially the work of opening up the meridians, which can be said to be invincible, so under Nie Feng's precise control
, apart from the pain, the progress is indeed amazingly fast.
After three hours, Nie Feng, who was soaked in cold sweat, finally opened up all the seven side meridians. When the vitality circulated in these seven meridians, Nie Feng felt a wonderful feeling.
The magical feeling of being able to double the power of the martial arts you perform.
"I didn't expect that after opening these seven meridians, it would have such an effect!" Feeling the changes in himself, Nie Feng stood up excitedly. However, he soon thought that he could find it from so many abandoned meridians.
Isn't it even more terrifying to have a person with seven useful meridians? And this person is none other than the Emperor of Hell who is entrusted in the Emperor of Hell's Po Army.
"How powerful was the Emperor of Hell when she was in her heyday?" Nie Feng's heart was shocked by the earth-shattering punch of the Emperor of Hell, which was no worse than the first time he saw the Emperor of Hell wield the Emperor's Sword.
, Nie Feng admired the Emperor of Hell even more when he thought that there was an Emperor's Seal among the three poles of the Emperor, and that the three poles complemented each other.
"Oh? Little brother, have you woken up from trance?" Just as Nie Feng felt the magical changes in his body after the meridians in his hands were opened, Wang Hui's voice came over. Nie Feng looked up and saw Wang Hui smiling.
When I walked into the wooden house, there was a hint of sadness between my eyebrows that was hard to erase.
"Haha~~ Today, Lan Yuexuan's people came again to ask me what my decision was. I blocked you back because your injury has not recovered yet. However, the head of the Lian family and the leader of Heiyan City seemed to have known about it.
You are hiding here, but they have not set foot in my place, they are just watching from the outside, and I can't do anything about it. After all, I have no grudge against them."
"I understand!" When Nie Feng heard Wang Hui talking about the Lian family and the Black Yan Army, Nie Feng's eyes suddenly burst out with strong murderous intent. Lian Xie, who had caused heavy injuries to himself, was not and could not be let go by Nie Feng.
After he recovered, he and Lin Ya, the commander of the Black Yan Army, would have to settle the accounts with them. Now that Wang Hui said that they actually came to his door, Nie Feng would not let go.
Don't miss this opportunity.
"Little brother, what are you going to do~~" Seeing Nie Feng stand up, Wang Hui was stunned for a while. Before Wang Hui could finish asking, Nie Feng smiled slightly and said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I have been recovering from injuries these past few days, and my body is a bit weak.
I'm stiff, since Lin Dutong from the Lian family and Heiyan Army has been so generous in sending people to practice with me, it would be too rude for me to retreat!"
"Little brother, don't be careless. The people in the Black Yan Army are fine, but the people the Lian family has found are all criminals with murderous crimes. They collect money and kill people in a bounty hunter-style way. They all have their subordinates.
If you work hard and go there rashly, I'm afraid it'll be hard to get anything back."
"Isn't that like mercenaries? It seems that the damage to the Lian family is indeed quite serious, so much so that they have to rely on mercenaries." After hearing Wang Hui's words, Nie Feng thought to himself and showed a sneer at the same time.
Said: "Don't worry, no matter who they are, since they are coming for me, then none of them can even think about going back!" After saying that, Nie Feng strode out of the wooden house.