Vol 8 Chapter 38: Blood burning

Lin Shanhou, Wu Shanhou, and Yin Luosheng stand in one position, each forming a triangle, separated by hundreds of meters.
For the pseudo-transcendental powerhouses, the difference between one hundred meters and ten meters and one meter is not large, and they can be crossed in an instant, but they can also respond quickly and retreat calmly.
Among the three strong men, Chen Zong and Yin Luosheng's disciples fought fiercely.
The two sides have passed the initial temptation and the fighting has intensified.
The disciples of Yin Luosheng used the palm technique, each palm contained terrible strength, the arms under the robe sleeves looked like golden iron, and they were able to resist Chen Zong's double sword slash.
However, the power of Red Thunder Sword and Gu Yanjian was overwhelming. Disciples of Yin Luosheng did not dare to do it again and again. Only when they could not avoid it, had to use their arms to resist.
The sword light is like lightning, and sometimes it seems like the tide is turbulent. Chen Zong has let go of his hands and feet and exhibited his learned swordsmanship.
Each of the swordsmanship has reached the nuanced, consumes less power and is stronger.
Like a storm, like a glare movie, suddenly it turned into a breeze. The change of sword style and the instantaneous change of power made the Yin Luo who had never played against Chen Zong and was not familiar with Chen Zong. The students were very uncomfortable, the rhythm was disrupted and they became passive.
Under the black robe, Yin Luosheng frowned slightly and immediately stretched. Chen Zong's superb sword skills were beyond his expectation, but his disciples were not so easy to deal with.
Suddenly, the two swords broke, blocking the retreat of Yin Luosheng's disciples.
Broken Cross Cut!
The dazzling cross sword light hits the air, as if dividing the world into four.
Inevitably, Yin Luosheng's disciples were directly hacked.
"it is good!"
Someone shouted in a low voice, they naturally hope that Chen Zong can win, and it is best to kill each other.
Chen Zong did not have the slightest joy. When the two swords struck the other side, there was a feeling of losing the target. It was abrupt, as if the sword was weak, and it felt like a let-down. The black robe seemed to have a unique strength. Let your strength seem to be leaked out, and your body shape cannot stop moving forward.
The black robe divided into four suddenly flew up, as if zoomed in infinitely, the dark cloud covering the sky like Chen Zong, Chen Zong's eyebrows burst into a strong sense of crisis.
Shocking!
When the decision was made, Chen Zong quickly rushed forward wearing a black robe. Behind, there was a murderous wind screaming. When he wiped his back, Chen Zong felt falling into the ice cellar. His pure yang and blood seemed to be frozen in an instant.
Fortunately, he avoided it, otherwise he would be hit hard.
I don't know when the disciples of Yin Luosheng appeared behind Chen Zong and made a killing move. I thought that I could take this opportunity to kill Chen Zong, and he could be hit badly, but he was avoided.
Seeing that Chen Zong had not broken the shackles of the black robe, the disciples of Yin Luosheng shot again.
Such as a black wind sweeping across the palms of both hands, a black palm print with a roar of Yin wind, rolling like a torrent, without reservation, all blasted to Chen Zong.
The sword light was sharp, and the black robe was shredded to pieces, as if the water of the Tianhe River was pouring, and the sea was flowing.
The palm print is broken and the sword light is broken.
Chen Zong and Yin Luosheng's disciples approached each other, fought close to each other, the double swords changed, and the palms were chained. Each move was extremely dangerous. It was seen that the martial arts practitioners present were horrified and sweated.
That kind of dangerous and thrilling.
"Good strength." Yang Tianzhao whispered to himself, even if he didn't dare to say victory even if he came on the field, at most it was to maintain a tie.
"Very strong." Wushanhou disciple Flying Ape first looked dignified, and then, Yan's eyes were full of warfare, and he confronted such a powerful peer and defeated the opponent. He had the most sense of accomplishment.
"Yinfeng ghost cries!"
Losing the black robe, wearing a black armour armour with a black armband, Yin Luosheng disciple looked evil, drank a little, the right hand fist palm claws changed instantaneously, and the internal force quickly and slowly impacted, encircling the arm, bringing up The cold black wind roared.
In the humming sound, the evil spirit cries in the dark night, disturbing the mind and making people nervous.
Chen Zong just felt dim in front of him, and in the gust of wind, a sloppy face appeared out of thin air, making a weird and sharp crying sound, like a magic sound piercing his brain, and suddenly opening his mouth, the dark paint like an endless abyss, Eat yourself.
"I mean sword, cut!"
Chen Zong's mind was unshakable, and his spiritual will was highly condensed. He instantly eliminated the feeling of hesitation, his eyes burst into sharpness, and his two swords broke through.
Taking this opportunity, the disciples of Yin Luosheng have already exhibited the secret method. The black breath surrounds the whole body, which is extremely cold, and the momentum rises in a straight line, almost entering the four-star level.
"Yinfeng hundred strikes!"
Ten meters apart, Yin Luosheng's disciples pressed into the air with a palm, and the terrible power instantly passed through the air and blasted to Chen Zong's heart.
The coldness caused Chen Zong's heart to contract instantly, and the ancient sword was cut off.
"Yinfeng Serial Palm!"
After casting the secret method, the strength of Yin Luosheng's disciples has improved a lot. It seems that he has the feeling of suppressing Chen Zong. Once Yin Fengzhang unfolded, he couldn't stop at all.
Invigorating.
Under the opponent's yin wind, Chen Zong only felt cold all over the body, and a trace of cold and cold chilled into the body from the pores around him, as if to freeze Chen Zong from the inside out.
The wind roared like a wave of waves, and Chen Zong seemed to be a flat boat, following the waves in the stormy sea, and was in danger of being overturned and broken at any time.
The pressure came from all directions, and Chen Zong even felt that his limbs seemed to be stiff, and he gradually fell into the wind.
"Dad, brother is okay." Guan Yunxi asked with concern.
"Nothing." Lin Shanhou said, looking very relieved to Chen Zong.
"Miss, Master hasn't done everything." Yan Wei laughed aside.
After hearing Lin Shanhou and Yan Wei's words, Guan Yunxi was relieved.
"Bloodblood!"
Chen Zong also exhibited the secret method. A pure yang qi and blood collided fiercely, as if burning. It turned into a blood-colored qi and filled the whole body, mixed with the sky-breaking energy, greatly enhancing the sky-breaking energy. power.
Chen Zong's body is surrounded by spirits, looking like a faint red flame, exuding a pure aura of yang.
"It's a blood-burning battle!"
"So amazing blood."
"The strength of this blood ..." Zhenwu Realm was surprised, while the three pseudo-transcendental realms were shocked, and at the same time, a guess came out of their minds.
"Blood Pure Yang!"
"Great blood!"
"Wu Ming, kill him at all costs." Yin Luosheng did not know whether his judgment was accurate, but as long as it was possible, he could not miss it.
Great bliss!
That is a state that can only be reached by a few arrogant sons, laying a solid foundation and having greater potential.
Wu Shanhou is stunned, and another kind of jealousy is breeding. If it is really a complete qi and blood environment, this guy in Guan Shan has such good luck.
Linshan Hou was an indescribable surprise. If it is true and full of blood, then this disciple is even better than imagined.
"Blood is great, prefecture-level gems are perfect, practice is great ..." Thinking of it, Lin Shanhou couldn't stop excitement.
The main point now is to confirm whether Chen Zong has achieved great vitality.
The burning of qi and blood is different from the traditional blood-burning technique. The blood-burning combat method is a very practical secret method. The power it generates is closely related to the strength of the blood of the warrior himself.
The blood of ordinary martial arts practitioners belongs to the standard level, and the effect of the blood-burning combat method is only general. Some warriors who refine the blood will exceed the standard, and like Chen Zong, his blood is full of pure yang, burning Under the blood battle method, the power of Yi supplies the whole body from the qi and blood, which brings not only the enhancement of internal strength, but also the physical appearance seems to become stronger.
The steps were staggered, and the body turned into a red lightning bolt. It crossed the air and immediately approached Yin Luosheng disciple Wuming, dragging a long scarlet flame tail behind him.
"So fast!"
"How could it be so fast!"
One by one watched in amazement.
Compared with before, Chen Zong's speed is at least 30% faster.
The increase rate of 30% is not very effective for the weak, and the effect is more obvious for the stronger.
Wuming was also startled, and quickly backed away, and in front of him, two sword lights with scarlet shadows tore through the sky to kill him, faster than the figure, and the power contained in it was to let Wuming Eyelids jumped, and there was a feeling of being torn.
Originally, Wu Ming thought that he had shown his secret method to greatly enhance his strength, and then he could suppress Chen Zong and cause heavy damage. Maybe there was still a chance to kill it. As for Chen Zong, he also knew the secret method. This was expected.
Unexpectedly, it was Chen Zongshi's increase in strength after showing the secret method that was too obvious, and he was completely above him.
Wu Ming was unwilling to take the upper hand and was reversed.
And Master Yin Luosheng sent a message to him, at all costs, but also to kill Chen Zong, this is to make him desperate.
When the thoughts passed, Chen Zong's two swords crossed into a scarlet sword net, and he veered from the front to Wuming at an amazing speed. Each sword light in the sword net contained terrible power. Wuming poses a serious threat and feels the crisis of death.
Those who watched the battle, especially those who practiced the power of war ~ EbookFREE.me ~ were all excited and clenched their fists secretly. From the scarlet sword net, they felt a kind of extreme sharpness, as if they could bring the world down. Everything is hard and sharp.
All martial arts practitioners want to think, how to deal with it if they face this trick instead?
dodge?
Too late, the speed of the sword net is too fast and the coverage is large.
Positive resistance?
It's difficult. The sharp breath emanating from the sword net seems to be indestructible.
Yang Tianzhao and Duan Chenjian had dignified faces, and they felt that in the face of this scarlet sword net, there was probably only one way to go, even if they were using secret methods, they could not avoid being injured.
The flying ape's eyes are no longer haggard, only dignified, under the arm longer than normal people, his hands clenched into fists, and the back of the hand has blue tendons protruding one by one, showing that he is extremely unsettled inside, because he feels he is not sure to resist Chen Such a trick.
Then, how should Yin Luosheng's disciples resist?