The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 31 Post-Syrian sabotage martial arts

Feng Qingyang is still in the joy of the first bull-headed opponent swordsmanship, and there is nothing wrong with it:
Let me see what tricks you have?
Seeing that Feng Qingyang didn't make a move, Yu Canghai used the Crane Jue Nine Heavens Divine Skill, and slapped his chest hard with the palm of his heart, and then knelt down on the ground.

"Huh? What are you doing? Suicide?"

Everyone from Feng Qingyang to Li Hao to others was stunned.

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There is also something wonderful about Crane's Nine Heavens Divine Art, which can have the name of a divine art.

After this skill is congenital, it can store oxygen with true qi as the bubble film, and then let countless bubbles flow around the body with the blood, so as to realize the whole body oxygen storage and true qi storage.

After the mastery of martial arts is achieved, one's own bones can also be filled with air bubbles, and become hollow like bird bones, so they are extremely light.

It is said that when this kung fu is practiced to the top, not only the energy channels are so long that you can not breathe for seven days, but your body weighs only thirty to forty catties. Regardless of the lightness kung fu and sword skills, it is like an antelope hanging horns, nowhere to be found.

The Heart Destroying Palm passed down from generation to generation of the Qingcheng School is to refine the fire and poison into the hands, and then urge it with true energy, the power is infinite.

"...Then if... if... it's really inside the bubble, can it be replaced with something else?

Can it be replaced by fire poison? "

This kind of idea has been crazily breeding in Yu Canghai's heart for a long time, but he dare not try it, he is the last inheritor of the sect, how can he risk it by himself.

But now, it doesn't matter if you fail or die...

A large amount of true qi surged through the meridians near the stomach, turned into small true bubbles to wrap the hydrocarbons in the stomach, and then penetrated into the blood circulation system that was stimulated by the heart-breaking palm, and finally flowed into every part of the body. organ tissues.

The method of refining fire and poison in the heart-destroying palm activates all the organs, meridians, and tissues of the whole body at the same time, so that the true air bubbles like dust particles are suspended in blood, interstitial fluid, lymph fluid and other extra-organ fluids.

The strong vitality of the Xiantian realm barely allowed him to die suddenly...

Yu Canghai howled.

The method of internal refining rough and brutally destroyed his body. It was a pain that couldn't be described by ten thousand ants, and it was the mourning and funeral song of every cell in every tissue!

but,

"This kind of pain... How can this kind of pain compare to the heartache of losing everything that night?" Yu Canghai thought.

Of course, there is no divine will in the mere innate middle stage, and there is no soil for the birth of souls in this world.

But the firm mind miraculously stimulated the last potential of this tattered skin.

Congenital late stage, breakthrough!
A lot of newly born zhenqi quickly joined the transformation as a new force, and finally the fire oil was completely converted and became an inseparable part of Yu Canghai.

Kneeling for a long time, he slowly endured the ubiquitous pain, stood up slowly, and pulled off the tattered Taoist robe on his body, and the fabric burned in his hands.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spit at Feng Qingyang with black blood saliva, which rubbed in the air and turned into a fireball, which was dodged by the surprised Feng Qingyang.

"It's been a long time, Senior Feng! Let's start the second half!"

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Yu Canghai, master of fire escape, faces off against copy swordsman Feng Qingyang, and the battle is imminent.

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Yu Canghai wrapped his hands in cloth, every punch and palm was accompanied by flames, and occasionally he opened his mouth to spit out fireballs.

Feng Qingyang was also shocked by this martial arts style that he had never seen before, and under caution, he used body skills to evade and collect information about Yu Canghai.

After dodging more than ten moves, he suddenly drew his sword, urged with his true energy, and swam around a few feet away.

In less than ten moves, Yu Canghai had already been hit by the sword twice, provoking him to become fierce, his mouth was opened to the maximum, and it turned into a firearm, spitting out a pillar of fire several feet long.

Feng Qingyang retreated again and again, using Qinggong to float back about ten feet. Seeing this, Yu Canghai immediately performed a "splitting empty palm" with luck.

This palm hit Feng Qingyang across a distance of 50 meters, but the speed was too slow, Feng Qingyang easily dodged it, only burned a few hairs, and then flew dozens of meters away before dissipating.

Congenital masters who condense their true qi can basically use the 'split palm', depending on the difference in skill and skill, ranging from two or three feet to six or seven feet.

If you know the long-distance martial arts such as flicking your fingers and one yang finger, you may be able to hit more than ten feet.

But Yu Guanzhu, with your palm, the fireball flew hundreds of meters like setting off fireworks, isn't this a bit of a trick?
Li Hao was dumbfounded.

Hey, buddy, are you cosplaying Cao Zhijing?

Yu Guanzhu, this is classical martial arts, not a Hong Kong manga!Your painting style is wrong!

……

Feng Qingyang is very annoyed!

Yu Canghai's Liehuo Shengong is indeed something, each attack has special effects such as scorching heat and burns, and he can also breathe fire and breathe fire.

But the actual lethality of this flame is just that, he can handle it.

Yu Canghai is still far from being his opponent, he has only fought more than twenty moves now, and he already has two sword wounds on his body, Feng Qingyang has zhenqi to protect his body, so he has no injuries.

Big advantage, can fight.

But Feng Qingyang's real pain lies in:
My long hair, beard and clothes have almost been burned away!
A certain generation of masters in Feng didn't want to be unsafe at the end of the festival. His clothes were destroyed in front of his children and grandchildren, and most of his body was exposed.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang's anger burned into his head, and without cover, he moved closer to Yu Canghai, and forcibly met his palm that was emitting smoke and flames.

Although the palm of his hand was burned and smoked, Feng Qingyang seized the opportunity and used Huashan's unique skill [Three Immortals' Chain Sword].

Straight slash, horizontal slash, and reverse slash, the three swords are done in one go.

Yu Canghai couldn't dodge in time, two sword marks appeared on the back of his chest, and his left hand was cut off directly from the forearm!

Feng Qingyang slapped Yu Canghai's Tanzhong acupoint with a bullying palm, knocking him flying seven or eight meters away, and then he put his sword back and stood up.

"It seems that there is a limit to the explosion!" Li Hao, the commentator and applause, exclaimed.

"However, Yu Canghai is already proud to be able to sustain thirty moves under Feng Qingyang's hands."

Feng Qingyang also felt that the overall situation was settled, and just as he was about to speak, Yu Canghai's broken left arm exploded directly, several pieces of flesh and blood spontaneously ignited, and one piece went straight to Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang couldn't dodge in time, so he used his true energy to protect his vitals.But the impact of this ball of fireball was not strong enough to break his protective Qi, but only ignited the clothes on his body again.

Feng Qingyang rushed to the fire, but there was nothing left to cover his body.

He had no choice but to carry a piece of rag that he managed to salvage to cover the vital parts of his lower body, revealing his upper body that was covered in smoke and fire, and his dark head with no hair or eyebrows.

Where are you from Africa?This bright and dark look is the black flag of Africa!
Li Hao looked around, and saw that the originally lush forest had been devastated to the point that there were not many good trees left, and dozens of stone steps and the surrounding soil were also burnt to a yellowish brown.

Fortunately, it rained yesterday, otherwise the mountain would have burned down.

Then look at Yu Canghai, who looks black and scorched after being bombed, like Uncle Feng Qingyang, who escaped through a 30-kilometer war zone with only half of his underpants left. If there is a camera to take pictures, isn’t it just a post-Syrian reality? The perfect photo of ism?
Li Hao realized that Yu Canghai's set of martial arts is to turn himself, his opponent, and the environment into a Syrian style!

Awesome!

(End of this chapter)