Chapter 57 Blood Change and Rebirth

"Assassin of Pannirvana." Mu Zifeng sensed the breath of the other party and said faintly, "You are not an ordinary assassin to lurk here silently."

"It's not easy for you to avoid my first assassination. No wonder even the five elders of the Daxing Chamber of Commerce have been humiliated by you. Your head is worth 300,000 taels." The assassin left a sentence and his body flashed into the darkness. This man's skills were strange. Mu Zifeng did not see through his body skills, and even his breath was perfectly hidden.

However, the backbone behind him suddenly jumped in the direction of his waist, quickly leaned forward, and flew out with his hands on the ground.

"Oh, prophetic foresight." Finally, there was a sound of surprise in the dark. Obviously, he did not expect that his second move would also fail. Mu Zifeng stood there quietly, with blood condensed his eyes, and two lights lit up in the dark, like a wolf's eye.

A faint figure stood more than 30 meters away from him, hiding next to a huge stone.

With a "bang", Mu Zifeng's figure was smashed up. He grabbed his right palm with five fingers, and the five forces condensed his fingertips and grabbed the other party's chest. If he could grab a straight one, he could definitely nest out of the other party's heart.

"No shadow thorn." The sword stabbed Mu Zifeng in the palm of his hand, and the sword body sounded softly.

Mu Zifeng's palm vibrated and grabbed it directly without fear. He was about to use his opponent's sword, but he felt a trace of cold breath penetrating into his palm. His five fingers were so painful that he could not grasp the other party's sword. Only the right palm retracted, and at the same time, the lightning flicked its finger to shake away the opponent's sword.

The two separated as soon as they handed over. He looked at his palm and there was a blood stain. Fortunately, the injury was not serious. And the assassin was obviously shocked and wondered why the palm of the other party could resist his sword.

"Good sword."

"Your physical defense is also the first time I have seen it. It seems that it is very difficult to kill you today. In this case, let's see you next time." The assassin said he would leave, and his body would disappear into the jungle with a few flashes. Mu Zifeng showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

After a month of sonic power to quench his muscles and bones, his external power has broken through 9,000 pounds of power, and his pure physical strength is close to the rock nirvana, so his body has also crossed a distance of 100 meters in a flash.

The tiger's body through the forest is used to the extreme, like walking on an open space in the dense forest. Looking back, the dark shadow in front of him couldn't help but accelerate, and his breath was even weaker, and his whole body almost seemed to disappear. However, Mu Zifeng stared at the tiger and locked the shadow tightly.

Many mutant tigers in the Tiger Valley were shocked and roared one after another.

"What a powerful light body skill, lifting weights lightly, can almost do it without trace, which can only be done by martial arts masters." Mu Zifeng has chased the assassin out of the Beast Valley. The other party's body is very flexible, and it is effortless to climb the 1,000-meter-high steep cliff. This mountain range stretched for a long time, tracking for four hours. At dawn, the assassin in front of him suddenly turned around and assassinated into a streamer.

"Meteor thorn."

The power of this sword is indeed like a meteor. The meteor is brilliant, beautiful and unforgettable. The sword body suddenly burst into countless sword lights, and each sword light was dazzling.

Because the other party's weapon has surpassed the peerless sword and is indestructible, Mu Zifeng no longer took the blade empty-handed. He turned his finger into a sword and used the 'seal throat sword' unwillingly.

Fingertips are strong, and one finger closes the throat.

With a bang, Mu Zifeng's fingertips bounced off the assassin's sword light, and then his body was about to stab the other party's throat.

The man screamed strangely, and his body twisted strangely. Unexpectedly, he easily dodged this blow, "Seven Killing Swordsmanship, are you from the Tenth Master?"

Mu Zifeng did not answer. His fingertips spit softly and stabbed the other party's eyebrows. At the same time, he stabbed the other party's chest with his left hand with a sword. This is a dragon-shaped boxing. The front and back is a tiger, and the back hand is a dragon. Together, he locks the other's two deadly holes.

"Heart-piercing sword, good guy, you are the first person who can cultivate the seven-kill swordsmanship to this kind of heat. It seems that you are not the person of the tenth master, but the person who killed the tenth master. The assassin's body has become amazing and unpredictable. Mu Zifeng has shown a killer mace, but it didn't work at all.

The two men separated from each other without pain or itching, staring at each other.

"Brother, these 300,000 young masters don't make money, so we will separate."

"It's not so easy. I was rushing last night and almost succeeded, but I was interrupted by you. So you have to get out and leave some memories, otherwise there is nothing to talk about between us. You can avoid my killing move continuously, because of the power hidden in your body, you'd better explode to your heart's content. Mu Zifeng has been chasing until now, just because he urgently needs an external pressure to help him break through the bottleneck. The quenching of his body has reached the limit, and the six acupuncture points of the two ribs have also been opened. Because of the help of sound wave power, it is much easier to hit the acupuncture point this time, and it will no longer be like the ten-finger opening of the sky acupoint.

Mu Zifeng had taken the lead in giving the opportunity to consider. This time, he broke out with all his strength. More than 40,000 catties of force suddenly solidified the air around him. His whole body seemed to turn into a giant bear, and the huge bear claws turned over and grabbed it down.

"Hmm, it's really a little crazy." The assassin took the sword back to the sheath and attacked with bare hands. The hidden breath on his body suddenly moved, and a faint mask appeared all over him.

The two fists and feet met, and Mu Zifeng's fist attack on the light mask, which not only could not shake it at all, but also bounced back with a powerful anti-shock force. His hands trembled repeatedly to dissolve the other party's anti-shock force.

"Well, this body protection light mask can't even be broken by the ancestors of the innate realm. What's your little magic martial arts? Although the explosive power is comparable to that of a master, it can't last." The assassin's boxing is very simple. He is not good at boxing at all, but with the help of a treasure on his body, he actually suppressed Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng knew that the other party had not lied, and his fists were already a little numb, and he could not stand the anti-shock power. However, he did not stop, but punched more and more quickly, and he no longer resolved the power and allowed them to invade the near meridians. Dantian shook, and the sound wave stimulated the qi and blood to produce a spiral force. At this moment, his qi and blood flowed in the meridians in a spiral state, and the invading strength was swallowed up one after another, which strengthened the power of the spiral.

"When the six acupuncture points of the ribs are opened, a new qi and blood power will be generated. If the old and new forces are merged, your divine power will break through, and then the strength will also be improved." Mu Zifeng's fists have been swollen, but his ribs seem to have six floods. He slowly emitted a faint smell of baby meat. Although it was very light, it was still caught at that moment.

"You despicable boy, it's unreasonable to use my strength to help you break through." The masked assassin's eyes showed grief and indignation. As soon as the sword on his back came out, his breath soared, like a thick thunderbolt piercing Mu Zifeng's chest.

"Lightning thorn."

The sword stabbed Mu Zifeng in the chest, and he didn't seem to react at all. Before the smile in the assassin's eyes appeared, it immediately became gloomy. With a low roar, his body suddenly floated again and disappeared into the dense forest.

Mu Zifeng's clothes on his chest exploded, revealing the silver dragon clothes inside. Under that blow, Jiao Longyi removed five layers of power, and the remaining power did not cause much damage to him at all. Seeing the other party leave, Mu Zifeng did not pursue. Instead, his feet took root and the ground strength rose.

"Open." A different dark force rushed out of the chest cavity and merged with qi and blood. The six acupuncture points under the ribs trembled violently and broke one after another.

The old force rushed into the six acupuncture points to expand the territory. The new force is contained in it, and the two forces slowly merge. Mu Zifeng calmed down, and the dense force marks on the surface of his muscles and bones were thick, as if they were engraved on them.

Two hours later, the thunderous sound of the tiger and leopard in Mu Zifeng's body was sonorous, including the magnificent momentum of ten thousand horses galloping and golden drums.

His upper clothes have been shattered, and a drop of water appeared on the surface of his skin. It is not ordinary sweat beads, but milky white water drops like milk, and the fragrance of baby meat on the body is more and more intense.

Mu Zifeng once took the marrow washing elixir, and his flesh and blood had long become extremely pure. Later, he learned sound wave skills. After a month of tempering, the only impurities in his body were also removed clean. At this moment, his strength has been refined into the bone marrow. The blood in his body rolled like thick pulp, and the original dark red has come out. The color of light gold.

Now there are milky white drops of water discharged from his body, which shows how flawless his body is.

The physical strength continues to soar, and every breath seems to be reborn.

The fragrance of the body floated far away with the wind of the forest, and the beasts living in the forest came out one after another and gathered towards Mu Zifeng. However, these animals stopped when they were three miles away from him and wandered in fear, because the sound of tigers and leopard thunder was too shocking.

Night falls again, the bright moon hangs above the sky, the bright moonlight falls, and the earth is covered with silver. The cold air rose in the forest, and a faint fog appeared around Mu Zifeng, who had been motionless.

Not far away, a shadow secretly watched.

"What the hell, is it necessary for this guy to break through a realm and make such a big move? However, when he was reborn, there was not a trace of impurities in his body. This person's body was too pure. Has he taken any elixir before? Youying couldn't help muttering to himself, "As soon as this boy breaks through his realm, his strength must go further. Let's go first."

As soon as he turned around, he got goose bumps behind him and didn't want to use that strange body, but the strong crisis in his heart did not disappear at all, but became stronger and stronger. The ink sword came out of its sheath and turned its hand to stab.

With a tearing sound, the shadow staggered, and the clothes on his shoulders were caught by a large piece.

"Is it too late to leave now?"

Mu Zifeng finally changed his blood and was reborn with the help of external forces. He threw away the fragments of his clothes and looked at the direction of the assassin's disappearance. As soon as his feet moved, the man disappeared in place.