Vol 11 Chapter 21: : Heroic and strong, old and yin than

One hand talisman blessing, one hand long sword stabbing.
The first step in the practice is to consolidate the foundation and cultivate the vitality and accumulate the true breath. Therefore, the physique of the practitioner is often good, and a little practice can have a good skill. If it is blessed by the upper breeze talisman and the diamond talisman Xun Ruo Feiyan's auxiliary Fu Zhuan is invulnerable to both swords and spears. A cultivator on the second and third layers of Qi refining walks in the world of rivers and lakes.
However, the spiritual light on the Seventy-two Dou Demon Platform was shining, and this was the world of the cultivator.
The long sword in the hands of a Taoist Tsing Yi was shot down by his opponent. He stepped back quickly, but the blade in front of him pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows like a shadow. The unspoken rule of ... If you are soft-hearted, the number of people who challenge you will increase sharply, and they are not soft-hearted.
Yuanshi Demon Gate and Fighting Demon Platform are all in the name of magic, such a sect, such an occasion, has told everyone naked/naked/naked: good people here are not praised.
At the same time, if you dare to hire someone to act in a fake match, you can still be considered successful if you can hide it from everyone, but if you can't hide it, all participants will be punishable.
Seeing that Daoist Qingpao was about to be pierced by a sword, he stretched his hands forward, and a moon-curved wind blade suddenly formed and shot. This powerful spell directly cut the opponent in front of Daoist Qingpao in the waist. The famous swordsman hadn't died for a while, but crawled a little further in the pool of blood, and his head was crushed by the Qingpao Taoist.
The brain smashed and the blood spread. Such fierceness and evil aura made the practitioners around him dare not challenge the challenge for a while. At the same time, it also allowed the Qing-robed Taoist to breathe slowly and try his best to restore the severely depleted inner breath in his body. True yuan.
"The attacker is fierce, and there is a spell at the bottom of the box. If there is no accident, this person should enter the sect and become one of our brothers."
"Yes, the moon-shaped blade just now is silvery white all over. Although he uses the magic weapon ring to accelerate the formation of the spell, his own understanding of the spell does not contain water..." Li Yan talked with Wang Niu in a low voice When someone just arrived and was registering.
Yuan Shi Momen opened the mountain gate for seven days every sixty years. During these seven days, as long as they stood on the 72 Fighting Demon Platform for three days or won nine people in a row, they could become the inner disciple of the Demon Sect. However, some people They would avoid the first two days of fighting against the demon, because monks who dared to be the first bird are often strong. If possible, anyone hopes to join the Yuanshi Demon Gate relatively easily and easily.
"Name."
"Zhu Peng."
"age."
"Nineteen (in the words of the flesh)."
"Repair."
"It should be the 9th level of refining qi?"
"What should it be?" The old monk who was in charge of registration raised his head impatiently, and saw the tall young man with a long box in front of him. He was vigorous and young, and he was sure to meet the seven-layer standard for gas refining under fifty.
"It's the ninth level of gas refining."
"...No, go in. Don't try to cheat, the old man, I am too old, but I don't want to watch that scene anymore."
"Uh, thank you, I never play fake matches in my life." Although the words were not polite, the other party was kind, so Zhu Peng replied. He lifted the wooden box he was carrying behind him, walked through the haunting clouds and stepped into the arena where people are surging.
I don’t know if I was subconsciously rejected by the will of this plane. The body I crossed into was blocked with innate vitality. Even if I didn’t encounter a major drought, I wouldn’t normally be able to live to adulthood, especially in other planes. Hold Dan again, so holding Dan in this world is particularly difficult this time.
It took seven full years for Zhu Peng to cultivate a golden bell and iron cloth shirt to the point where the inner strength is spontaneous from the outside to the inside. The holding of pill and the promotion of inner interest are carried out innately, and the remaining three years have to deal with some sides. With regard to the corners and corners, I took care of my body and soul, and then it was my ten-year appointment with that person.
Carrying a wooden box on his back, he jumped onto the ring. On the opposite side was a 30-year-old monk with a green robe. There was still a pool of uncleaned brain and blood on the floor of the ring. This made the blood-stained opponent look full of scorn...but ,It does not matter.
"Junior sister, Brother Zhu does not have spiritual root qualifications after all, and spiritual roots are the foundation of cultivating immortals. This is an iron law that is not easy for thousands of years. Back then, even Ye Shizu said...Ah!" Wang Niu hadn't finished his words. The man in the robe screamed and flew over, just crawling in front of Wang Niu and Li Yan, vomiting blood, but he was beaten so far, but he was only injured but not dead, indicating that his opponent was at ease and did not want to take it. Its life.
"Oh! The moon-shaped blade's casual cultivator just now was defeated without the strength to fight back. It seems that a real master has emerged." Although she was beaten a little bit, Li Yan didn't mind that much. A pinch of Ling Jue flew away, but Wang Niu felt that this servant had let him lose points in front of the beautiful woman. Before leaving, he stomped his foot severely on the back of the Tsing Yi monk, only this kick made him spit out dark. The red blood, this time really hurt the internal organs, and the injuries were serious.
At this time, Zhu Peng’s ring was surrounded by crowds. On the one hand, he lost three consecutive times in a short period of time since his appearance, and at the same time did not hurt lives. Obviously, his strength was extremely strong. On the other hand, it was also because of that. Unusually violent and happy sword road.
A full two hundred catties of fine iron sword, even if it is not any magic weapon in itself, only with its amazing weight and sharpness, as well as the sword owner's exaggerated monster-like physique, has already swept the arena, if the autumn wind swept. Deciduous leaves are average.
"This long-handled broadsword... is the great sword wild dragon? This monster-like physique and this fierce swordsmanship, this man is a'Beiba' Yan mad!" Among the crowd, there was an old man with a Qi refinement realm no more than seven. Dressed up as a warrior, murmured. Half of his words are marvel and the other half are proud.
After the martial artist in this world is promoted to the innate realm, even if there is no spiritual root, the spiritual root is often stimulated, but the innate martial artist who has been cultivated by himself and the innate qi return to the innate are often already seven or eighty, and they are promoted through adventures. Innate martial artists, the spiritual root qualifications are messed up, so the cultivators have always looked down on martial artists. This is already the default rule and theorem, but at this moment, there is a warrior holding a big sword sweeping and defeating them. All the cultivators, how could this not let the old cultivators who were born in warriors always take comfort?
Even if this warrior himself actually came to seek immortality and seek the way.
"Old uncle, you said this Zhu dog on the ring...No, it's a Yan lunatic, known as Beiba in your arena?" Li Yan, dressed in white, asked softly beside the old man at some unknown time. Dao, her words were slightly mixed with charm tricks, making the old monk who was born in martial arts inexplicably feel that the girl doll in front of her was so beautiful and pitiful, just like the little granddaughter in the house who always pestered her to tell stories. .
Therefore, I didn't notice that the people around me gave me crazy winks, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, telling everything I knew.
A fanatic of Beibayan, I don’t know how to teach, one of the four great masters of the world, and the youngest among them. The grandmaster of Henglian who has shocked the past and now has swept the entire northern martial arts since his debut, breaking the Buddha sect of the evil sect. In the desert village, cast a great sword and wild dragon alone, and kill the 237 riders of the black wind pirates who are rampant in the desert!
Lin Xueer, one of the top ten beauties of martial arts, fell in love and was unmoved by him for three years. However, when Lin's family was making troubles by the Yue court, he attacked with swords and broke three thousand iron armors, and the immortal guarding the Yue Kingdom The family fought hard.
The final result was that the Lord of the Yue Kingdom and the important officials of the Manchuria were slaughtered for a round, and then the fairy family who guarded the Yue Kingdom stopped making peace with them.
All kinds of narratives are invincible, chivalrous and tender, or moving, or tender and affectionate. For Li Yan, who has barely gone out for ten years in the clan, the lethality of these stories is too great.
Especially when I heard that the fanatic Yan or Zhu Gou was chased by Lin Xueer, one of the top ten martial arts beauties, for three years and hadn't been tempted, the eyes of the woman in the white crown were already strange... She liked to listen to this.
However, Li Yan has enjoyed it. Wang Niu's face, who is also on the side, is getting harder and harder to look. The better Zhu Gou is now, the more he is beating him in the face, plus this old monk from a warrior. A lot of fuel and vinegar and detailed description... This TM is no longer a face slap, this is simply riding on your own face to output crazy!
The younger brother who called to the side, asked for a copy of the roster, looked at the word "Zhu Peng" on it, Wang Niu's expression was uncertain.
This man who originally thought he would no longer be his competitor is back again, not just coming back, his cultivation is even higher than himself!
(How is it possible? How is it possible? How is it possible? Back then, Ye Shizu clearly said that his congenital meridians were obstructed, not only did he have no spiritual roots, he could not even practice martial arts, how could he succeed in martial arts in just ten years, and he was promoted to refine Qi. Kunou, even... to stimulate the potential of spiritual roots?)
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No matter what the people in the audience think in their hearts, the battle on the stage of fighting will not be stopped. Zhu Peng used his sword to control Ruyi, he didn't hurt people at all, at most the opponent was so ugly that he would fly away and be seriously injured.
Of course, this is not because God has good virtuousness. When the pseudonym Yan lunatic blood washes the rivers and lakes, those who dare to draw their swords in front of them will not survive more than a palm. The reason why Zhu Peng did this was just to speed up the accumulation of nine consecutive victories, and he had no interest in standing here for three days like a monkey.
However, it is not only Li Yan and Wang Niu who are attracted by his sword-strength streak, but also many casual cultivators. The cultivators have always been arrogant, and even the most modest cultivators have a few in their hearts. Sub-arrogant.
At this moment, a warrior barbarian was crushing the audience, taking away all the glory, and immediately there were several free-cultivation masters eager to try. The oldest practitioner here is only fifty years old, and his blood is not cold. How can he never look down upon him? Takeo stepped on his head.
When Zhu Peng faced the fifth opponent, a man in a black robe jumped up to three in one breath, but the Yuanshi Demon Sect disciple guarding here did not stop it. In fact, Li Yan originally wanted to stop, but Wang Niu Blocked aside.
"Junior sister, this is the master of the puppet family, Ouyang's family. One person in their family controls several puppets, and they often have the effect of teaming up and attacking!"
"Ah? How come there is such a shameless play!"
"...This is a very traditional style of play."
In fact, Li Yan and Wang Niu still underestimated the methods of the puppet family. As soon as they jumped into the ring, the three black-robed men flickered, and the next three turned into nine. A total of nine masters with good skills formed a battle. Besieged Zhu Peng who held the barbarian dragon towards the center.
Nine people formed a formation, three-three-in-one, or volleyed flying and kicking vigorously, or lapped the knife to roll surprise, or stretched out the palm under the robe, the dark red flame formed in the steel tube, and then burst out.
(It's a lot of trouble, but you are too anxious... If there are only two, it is really difficult for me to tell who you are, but if you control nine puppet machines at the same time, your flaws are too great!) Sweeping the flying kick of the puppet machine and taking advantage of the situation to draw the puppet machine that used the knife to fly, the next moment the powerful sword light cut straight to the palm to extend the steel pipe, which looked most like the opponent of the puppet machine.
Ouyang’s puppet siege art is most afraid of being found out for the first time. However, Zhu Peng did it. Even if not counting other abilities, Zhu Peng's ears also caught the footsteps between the human monk and the metal puppet machine. Although it has been concealed, it is still not enough~EbookFREE.me~ A sword swept across and cut off the wrist of the Ouyang disciple, and then rolled down his black robe, the Ouyang disciple. The robe was broken, his arm was broken and he was lying back on the ground. It turned out that his right arm was a puppet prosthetic, so he could make a scene of extending the steel pipe to fire a fireball.
It's a pity that Zhu Peng's big sword crossed like a big shield, and with his true vitality, the spells of ordinary Qi-refining cultivators almost ignored. After this Ouyang disciple got up, he stared at his opponent severely and flung his sleeves away.
However, as soon as he reached the edge of the ring, his figure stopped abruptly. The young man slowly lowered his head, only to see the tip of a big sword showing through his chest, which was terrifying and terrifying.
"You...you actually...killed." After the wild dragon was pulled out, a lot of blood spurted out. The disciple reluctantly turned around and pointed at Zhu Peng, but he was so angry before he said the last word I said. An innocent opponent.
"Please, you obviously have a grudge against me, but you have some potential. If I don't kill you, do I still keep you? Guys, I never said I don't kill anyone!" Walked over and pulled down the storage bag of the opponent. In fact, there is another very important reason Zhu Peng didn't say that the ones that were just released were all unrestrained and casual cultivators, and it has been a long time for you to take the bait.