Chapter 16 Step into the Divine State

"The dragon swings the tail!"

Ren Xu lifted his foot and kicked directly at the tall black man, with a roaring head knife and lightning-like flying legs! Ren Xu's pupils condensed in an instant, his leg muscles were tense, and his legs were like King Kong!

Puff!

A splash of blood!

Ren Xu kicked out his leg and splashed a blood arrow.

"Damn it!"

His face suddenly turned white, and then turned red. Ren Xu ignored it and kicked directly on the other party's chest! Regardless of this, it was greatly beyond the estimation of the black and tall man. He didn't expect that it was only this effect that he brought with a knife with all his strength. The expected broken leg did not appear, but he ate it firmly!

"Wow!"

This collapsed the chest of the tall black man! The sound of the fracture of the chest bone under the scream is clearly audible! The rest of the people were shocked again by Ren Xu. They clearly saw the head knife cut down like a broken bamboo. As a result, they only brought a touch of blood and turned to one side. On the contrary, the tall black man was kicked away and saw that there was more air and less air intake!

Ren Xu's face just blushed and sighed. He still believed in his body too much. The other party's internal force operated more than 90%, and it was lucky that he could keep his legs. Looking at the others around, Ren Xu showed an impatient look on his face. As for the damn fat man in Huangfu, he had already escaped when the black and tall man fell.

There were four people left. Their eyes were red, but they did not push forward, but began to retreat. When Ren Xu retreated more than ten steps away, he suddenly accelerated and retreated!

"Want to escape?"

Ren Xu punched the ground and grabbed a few gravel with his right hand! In the blink of an eye, the manual is like a phantom, and a few flying stones hit their opponents! Without even screaming, the four fell down. At this time, at the end of the battle, Ren Xu pulled off one of his sleeves and picked up the wound of his thigh. The knife almost cut off the muscles, but fortunately, he did not hurt the bone. Only Ren Xu, who was extremely perverted, could bear this pain.

The lame man was no longer watching the battle in the house. He just carefully wiped his son's body. Ren Xu didn't say anything. He still walked aside and sat down to rest.

At the same time, in the east of China, on the towering and winding sky mountains like a dragon, the top of a snowy peak.

A young man in white and black hair stepped on the snow and walked to the top of the mountain. Along the way, there was no depression in the snow layer. His long hair was casually rolled up with a thin thread and fluttering in the wind. There was a sword in his waist. The sword was not out of its sheath, but it trembled slightly. It seemed that he was excited because of the owner's mood. Moving.

People have hearts and swords have spirits.

When the young man finally stepped on the snow-covered black stone on the top of the mountain, a man also appeared in front of him. When he saw the man, the young man trembled, and the long sword at his waist was even more excited. His long hair was windless at that moment, but soon, he calmed down.

Opposite the young man is an old man with the same black hair and white clothes, even if his face is full of wrinkles, but when the old man stands there, when the old man looks at you, you can't help looking up at him. He is relaxed, but implicitly.

"In the five years, you seem to have made a lot of progress."

The old man spoke first. There was a trace of warmth in his eyes when he looked at the young man. At this time, when he looked closely, he found that there was a vague similarity between their faces. When the young man heard the old man's words, there was no response. He just reached out and brushed the hair in his ears. The gentle action with the handsome face was chic and extraordinary, but it could not hide the strong sword spirit all over his body!

"Have you found your sword?"

The old man is still motionless, but the powerful sword spirit in it rushes to the youth like a vast sea!

Boom!

The youth's sword spirit broke out! The ribbon holding the long hair was torn and broken, and the long sword at the waist came out of its sheath, making a sound like a dragon sword!

"Grandfather! Pick me up with a sword!"

The young man's face showed an extremely excited smile. The long sword dragged through a semicircle, and the magnificent sword spirit danced like a strong wind. There was snow falling around him. Looking from afar, he saw a blue and white sword rising to the sky. Even ten miles away, he could hear the terrible roar!

"Good!"

The old man was finally moved. He smiled, waved his wide sleeve robe gently, and stretched forward with his left hand. The wind and snow rolled up by the young man dissipated one after another when it entered the ten-step range beside him!

If the young man is a strong wind, then the old man is a rock!

"My sword! Twenty-one!"

The young man finally took action! In mid-air, the long sword waved! An explosion roared, snow splashed everywhere, and a moment of Qingming appeared on the top of the mountain! There is no wind, no sound, only the sun at the top of the sky, only the black soil on the top of the mountain. This sword turns two into two, two into three, and three is endless! In the end, he returned to a sword! When the last sword appeared in front of the old man, the sword was already dazzling!

"Break!"

The old man pointed a little and shouted in a low voice!

A blast on the top of the mountain!

Dozens of miles away, Tianjian Villa.

A young man stood in the courtyard, in the extended viewing pavilion, looking at the continuous snowy mountains in the distance. Listening to the faint roar in his ear, his face gradually became gloomy...

And at the southern end of the mainland of China.

In a dark room, the iron-faced man who once appeared on the edge of the sea of trees stood coldly by the wall, and in front of him, the wide wooden board** lay two people, and the strong smell of medicine filled the whole room, making people feel breathless.

Watching the busy pharmacist pack up his things, the iron-faced man stepped forward.

"What kind of person is that?"

His voice is still as calm as ice, without any ups and downs. Lying in **, the two people were wrapped into rice dumplings, but when they heard the iron-faced man's question, they still opened their eyes tightly.

"The internal power does not seem to be profound, but the body is so strong that it is terrible..."

After recalling, the iron-faced man nodded.

"How strong?"

"Even if you are the master, you have no chance of winning by suppressing your internal strength. You have no chance at all..."

After meditating for a while, it seemed that these two words had consumed his physical strength. His forehead was full of sweat, and even the tied cloth was soaked, but his words changed the eyes of the iron-faced man and his pupils shrank.

"The other party is too mysterious, probably from the inside..."

When he said this, the iron-faced man was stunned, as if he was surprised by his own conjecture. Can anyone survive in the sea of divine trees?

He turned away and said nothing more.

Earth embryo room.

Ren Xu shook his sleepy head and stood up. Outside the fence, the old man carrying the medicine box finally came back...