195 emperors and teenagers

Mo Jian was surrounded by the mother Yecha. In the face of hundreds of perverts with the means of the soul emperor, he was too busy to take care of himself and could only watch Zhu Zi die tragically.

Mother Yecha suddenly screamed like crazy, which made Mo Jian, who hated Tao Tao, slightly stunned and clearly heard the pain in the mother Yecha howling. Then, I saw the female Yecha rushing fiercely in front of the same kind beside her, fiercely opening her mouth and biting. Her companion's throat was broken, and strangely colored blood spewed out.

It was bitten to death by the same kind who was still eating Zhu Zi's body. Those blood-red eyes were full of resentment and pain. Mo Jian could see that this dominatrix was taking revenge!

"Zhu Lang... Zhu Lang... I'm Han Zhu! It's your little bead..." The mother Yecha looked up to the sky and cried sadly, and her sharp cry went straight up to the sky.

Mo Jian's heart beat. Although I couldn't guess the inside story, I also figured out the whole story. Thinking of the panic of Master Zhuzi when the Mengyecha clan captured Xikunlun at that time, it confirmed the possibility more and more.

In the past, Zhu Zi and this female night fork must have a similar evil fate like Xikunlun. As a result, the mother Yecha was blinded by the holy law of Yuanming and happened to meet Master Zhu Zi. After killing his former lover, he saw the sculpture, which was similar to something fixed, and his mind finally woke up, which was so painful and painful.

Judging from the encounter between Zhu Zi and this female Yasha, they seem to be affectionate, which is the opposite of Xikunlun's cunning and viciousness. Of course, it is unknown what the inside story is.

"Zhu Lang! Wait for me..." Ma Yecha tried her best to find Zhu Zi, but the body had already swallowed into her stomach, leaving only a few pools of blood and the wood carving that was about to be completed. Dominatrix suddenly went crazy, tearing her mouth desperately, tapping her teeth, and blood staining in the blink of an eye, and everyone was shocked. Finally, there was another sad scream, and a red light surged up on his body.

"Boom..."

The body of the female Yasha exploded violently, and it actually drove the soul force and exploded to death.

But all soul emperor practitioners condense the golden elixir seeds. Jindan blew himself up and was amazingly powerful. Its terrible shock wave is enough to blow up a soul emperor into powder. The female night fork exploded and died. Although it is slightly different from the Jindan self-explosion of human practitioners, its power is almost the same. In an instant, at least six female night forks were killed by it.

At the beginning of the grief-yesha scream, Moyesha, which was originally surrounded by Mo Jian, seemed to have been ordered, stagnant, and his eyes showed confusion. And the nine night fork kings showed anger on his face, biting his huge teeth and facing Xuanyuan first with a murderous intention.

Xuanyuan's face changed greatly, and Yuanming dominated the holy law as the talent power of the son of the plane. Naturally, he knew under what circumstances this method would be broken.

The sudden awakening of this female Yecha quickly reduced the dominance of the holy law, and spread like a plague in the whole Yecha ethnic group.

Once such a wonderful method is broken, it is bound to suffer terrible counterattack.

"Return to God, sacrifice blood, great-divine-tong!" Xuanyuan did not dare to hesitate at all, and suddenly spit out seven words in his mouth, with a strange rhythm.

The next moment, he turned into a teenager with bare feet and beautiful eyebrows. There was a blood-colored airflow all over the body, and a strange sound came out faintly.

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In the morning, before the fog condensed in the night dissipated, the teenager got up and began to practice.

The teenager stood in the small courtyard, ** with his upper body, his arms drooped naturally, opened his mouth and took a deep breath, and his stomach suddenly bulged like a small ball. This gas entered the teenager's abdomen, was led by him to Dantian for three cycles, and then spit out.

"Hu..."

With a turbid breath, the teenager breathed a breath of fresh air into his stomach again as before, for the next breath.

After nearly a hundred repetitions, a white airflow as thick as a finger slowly gathered in Dantian. After the last breath, the teenager slowly led the white airflow along his meridians.

The airflow goes deep into the muscles of the whole body along the meridians, nourishing the teenager's body. The teenager's body is like a sponge, completely exhausting the airflow.

"Bow!"

When the teenager was breathing, he suddenly heard a sound like a cracked silk, and then a feeling of itching and pain spread to his whole body.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the skin on the surface of my body was dry and cracked. As the itching pain intensified, the dry skin slowly peeled off from the body, revealing the lower layer of new skin.

When the feeling of itching and pain was completely eliminated, the teenager rubbed his body casually, and the dandruff fell to the ground like snow.

The teenager stroked the new skin that peeled off the dandruff. Under the touch of his fingers, the skin's toughness increased greatly, and there was a hard feeling like wood. What made the teenager more satisfied was that his strength was actually two points stronger.

Pick up a stone of hundreds of catties piled up in the corner of the small yard, lifted it up and put it down dozens of times without any effort.

Licked his lower lip, and a satisfied smile appeared on the teenager's face.

"This physical refining method is really extraordinary. It's just a small achievement. In addition to increasing the strength of the skin, it can also increase strength, which seems to have many benefits. The only regret is that my skill level is too low.

The teenager's attention has shifted from Copper Skills to other places.

"The wind attack in "Wind and Thunder Zhan" before practiced, but it can't be practiced because of some lack of strength. It is estimated that it should be able to be successfully used."

After washing away the dandruff from his body, the teenager took a long knife to the back of the courtyard.

The back of the small courtyard is the open space of this other courtyard, which is piled up with several two-high sand piles for the brothers of the other yard to repair the house by themselves. Few people usually come.

Before standing in the sand pile, the teenager held a long knife, closed his eyes and began to recall the windbreaker move that had been familiar to him in his mind.

"Wow!"

The teenager shouted loudly, and the heavy long knife in his hand was held in his hand and chopped down. It was the move to cut against the wind!

The blade broke through the air under a strong swing and whined. When it was cut to the sand pile, the long knife fell unchanged and separated the sand pile directly into two parts.

The long knife was pulled out, and the sand pile returned to its original shape again. After the teenager's knife move, his whole body was completely drained, but the teenager's face showed an excited smile.

Cutting against the wind, as the name implies, is to practice until it can cut off the wind, but it is not easy to cut the wind. The teenager was once in the storm, and the violence that was about to destroy everything between heaven and earth made him still remember vividly. He also realized that if he wanted to fight against this terrible storm, he could only be better than it, and the power he could exert was stronger than the wind power of the storm!

But this is only the first step in practicing against the wind.

On the surface, people who learn this knife trick only need to master absolute power, but apart from this, there is a more important point, that is, to learn to distinguish the composition of the wind.

The formation of a wind is not so simple. The stronger the wind, the more complicated it is. Only when several or even dozens of violent forces hit together can it set off a violent storm.

This combination of several or even dozens of forces is absolutely not wise to forcibly split with force. Only by properly resolving the impact of force and power and selecting the weakest point of force for full attack can the greatest attack power in the wind be exerted.

The teenager chose to practice knives in the sand pile in the backyard precisely because he realized the secret behind the windward chopping. Cutting into the sand pile with a knife not only needs to overcome the resistance of the sand pile to the knife, but also needs to skillfully resolve the force of pressing the four sides to the blade in the process of splitting down.

In the attempt just now, he finally found the feeling he wanted. The power to split the sand pile that was originally loose but with flexible characteristics was the wind-cutting he realized!

"I have grasped the characteristics of cutting against the wind. I just need to practice diligently and practice this knife skillfully. When collecting medicine in the forest, it will inevitably become a unique trick to save my life."

When the strength recovered, the teenager's heart became firmer, clenched the long knife, poured his strength into the knife body as before, and split into the sand again.

Not long after the sun rose, it was warm on the teenager's body, and a slightly yellow light shrouded his face - in his still a little childish face, but the living man had a pair of vicissitudes of eyes like a fox and did not know how many years he could live to have.

And in the air that the teenager didn't know at all, there was a pair of gloomy eyes looking at him quietly. From the time he got up early in the morning to practice, to this moment, all the actions made in the process were carefully looked in his eyes, and then there was a little thought in his eyes.

It was not until the twilight that the teenager's difficult and hard practice was over. These eyes are still looking at him. Until the teenager got into the hut and wiped the wounds left on his body with medicinal wine.

"It seems that everything is doomed!"

The gloomy eyes finally showed a little relief and joy, with a little expectation and excitement, and said faintly, "This must be one of the stupidest and unlucky planes in history! The great power of Yuanming's domination of the holy law can be broken in his hands. It's really stupid as a pig! He dared to perform the art of returning to the divine blood sacrifice, which is simply a great gift! My emperor has to accept it anyway!"

At this point, these eyes disappeared in mid-air.

The teenager who was wiping his body in the hut suddenly closed his eyes and fell straight to the ground. When he woke up, he was much older than before in terms of appearance and height, and seemed to have grown several years old overnight.

The teenager's eyes, which seemed to be vicissitudes, faintly showed some cold light. He muttered, "Since the master has found me a chance, I will not let him down anyway!"

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