Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 130: Incense Burns Again
With the sound of metal crackling, Yan Yuwei flew backwards, and blood splattered in the air like plum blossoms.

In this split second, Xu Yunfan finally seized the opportunity, grabbed the old man's wrist and twisted it!
"Boom!"

The sound of the wrist bone breaking was drowned out by the shouts and cries of killing from all over the building.

The old man's dark purple face turned dark brown, and veins suddenly popped out on his broken wrist. His five fingers gripped Xu Yunfan's pulse like an iron clamp, not giving Xu Yunfan the chance to get up and use the hammer.

If I really swing the hammer at Xu Yunfan again, I will be in trouble today.

The two men fought hand-to-hand and rolled across the banquet hall, knocking over the copper hot pot and spilling boiling oil, which burned into winding fire snakes on the ground.

The fight for size is even more dangerous, and every move is a fatal one.

The back of Xu Yunfan's head slammed into the blue brick floor. The moment the bricks shattered, his waist and abdominal muscles exploded like springs, and he wrapped his legs around the old man's neck and flipped him in the air.

When the old man was thrown towards the supporting pillar, he pulled out the steel whip with his backhand, and the tip of the whip hooked on the wooden pillar to stop the old man's momentum.

The next second, the Thunder Fire Qilin Hammer suddenly came roaring.

"Come down!"

Xu Yunfan's muscles undulated like waves, the muscles in his arms swelled twice, and the heavy hammer came down with the power of wind and thunder.

The moment the hammer touched the top of his head, the old man suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a purple-black mist.

poisonous!

Xu Yunfan had to hold his breath and lean back, but the force of the hammer did not decrease at all.

The hammer head grazed the old man's scalp as he lowered his head in time, smashing the entire floor tile into powder.

Amidst the flying gravel, he spun around and delivered a bicycle kick, his heel striking the old man's shoulder blade like a battle axe.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones cracking can be clearly heard.

The old man stumbled and knocked over the screen. When his back hit the wall, he suddenly kicked back to gain momentum. His only intact left hand swung like a scorpion's tail and stabbed at Xu Yunfan's throat.

Xu Yunfan didn't dodge or evade, as the trapezius muscle on the side of his neck suddenly bulged three inches, forcing his finger to be stuck between the muscles!
"caught you."

Xu Yunfan grinned, his bloodstained teeth as white as a wolf.

"Wait, we can discuss it. He's just an apprentice, not a biological son. We can sit down and talk! This isn't a life-and-death feud, so why would we fight like this?"

The purple-robed old man spoke in a hurried tone. He had already seen Xu Yunfan raise the heavy hammer with his right hand, the muscles on his arm bulging, and strands of blood emerging between the textures.

What shocked him the most was that he realized at this moment that the other party was not a martial artist who had perfected the second level of training, but was clearly a martial artist who had perfected the third level of training of muscles, bones and skin.

How many people in the world can have such a look!

"You've actually completed the third level of training. My Xianghuo Sect has evidence of divine vision. I can let you..."

Listening to the words of the old man in purple robe, Xu Yunfan was thinking that he had squeezed his gums too hard just now and his gums were bleeding a little. He should not be so careless next time.

As he thought about it, the hammer came down with a loud bang.

The moment the old man's crown sank, blood mist burst out of his seven orifices and splattered on the wall in the shape of a lotus.

After a while, Xu Yunfan knelt on one knee, panting like a cow, the heavy hammer in his hand still pressing against the corpse.

Xu Yunfan shook the hammer head, shaking off the flesh and blood on it.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the rubble. He threw the half-broken knife back and nailed the last man in black who was pretending to be dead to the pillar.

Yan Yuwei came limping over, leaning on a big knife. After her gold-melting and iron-forging skills faded, the bloody wounds all over her body were shocking. It wasn't caused by the Xianghuo Sect's minions, but the blow from the purple-robed old man just now almost pierced her body through.

If it weren't for the fact that the skill of melting gold and forging iron had the effect of horizontal training and mixed with Geng gold to refine the body, she would probably have died here.

She was confident that she could escape unscathed after three rounds of fighting across different levels, but she was able to fight across two major realms without retreating, and even had the upper hand at one point, which was beyond her expectations.

Facing such a genius like Xu Yunfan, who was almost at the level of a demon, her martial arts mentality almost collapsed.

Is walking down the mountain in the world's top sects also as easy as eating and drinking water, like Xu Yunfan, fighting against higher-level opponents? This is not easy.

In addition to the gilded mace and the Lin character posture, Xu Yunfan used all his means to kill the purple-robed old man. When the purple-robed old man pulled him into close combat, the opponent's highly penetrating spiral force drilled into his body frantically.

Every touch from fists, feet, palms and claws could cause a great shock inside his body.

As a result, my blood and energy are a little scattered and need time to sort out.

This is enough to prove how powerful the transformation achieved after the three trainings of tendons, bones and skin are perfected, which is called "transmaturity" in ancient books, is.

She looked at the old man's head embedded in the floor tiles, then looked up at the Cuibo Building which was almost in ruins.

"The chef at Cuibolou should cry."

She suddenly raised her foot and stepped down hard, hitting the purple-robed old man's chest.

Bang!

"hiss!"

Yan Yuwei staggered back a step, her face flushed. She really didn't expect that the body of the purple-robed old man was so tough.

Suddenly a red kestrel flew past the window. Xu Yunfan squinted his eyes and stared at the black shadow that disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye.

The autumn wind blew in the broken window, bringing with it a burning smell. The outline of Cuibo City in the distance appeared a little gloomy in the twilight.

He suddenly stood up and walked out with the sledgehammer in his hand, but suddenly stopped.

On the broken eaves of Cuibo Tower, the last half of the glazed tile fell into the raging sea of ​​fire caused by kerosene.

"What's wrong, Brother Xu?"

Seeing Xu Yunfan standing still, Yan Yuwei felt a little strange, and subconsciously held the big knife and straightened her body.

"Be careful, there are people outside."

Xu Yunfan dragged the Thunderfire Kirin Hammer out of the ruins, and the hammer head plowed a three-inch deep groove on the bluestone road.

His left arm hung unnaturally, a little sore from having exerted too much force just now. In order to test his own limits, he fought extremely violently with the purple-robed old man.

It takes time to slow down.

Just as I was standing at the remaining half of the gate of Cuibo Tower, the manager of Cuibo Tower was shouting to rescue the buried disciples of Tiangong Cave, when suddenly a blood-red banner rose at the end of the long street.

Three hundred followers of the Xianghuo sect came in formation wearing iron boots, and their heavy steel shields sent sparks flying on the ground.

A two-meter-long hook-hook spear protruded from the gap in the shield, the spear head was tempered with dark blue snake venom, making the whole street gloomy and eerie.

In addition, there were people dressed in clothes of various colors, with pious expressions on their faces, who followed closely and surrounded them.

"Tack, tick, tick..."

A scarlet dragon-like horse crushed the blue bricks on the street.

The figure on horseback was wearing Ming Guang armor, with two spots of scarlet visible through the gaps in the visor.

When he slowly raised the Zhangba Mingwang Spear in his hand, an inch-long blood light condensed from the tip of the spear. This was the blood energy that only appeared in the Blood Transfusion Realm, penetrating the body and gathering mist around the body!
Treasure!

Xu Yunfan's pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at the spear for a while.

The tip of the spear can emit the spear light for such a long time without fading. Only a master who has achieved the blood exchange realm by combining the treasure and the weapon can do it.

Those who have reached the Blood Exchange Realm are known as celebrities in the martial arts world. Their fame can reach an entire state, and wherever they go, they are a powerful force that cannot be ignored.

"Young Master Xu, do you know that you killed the dumbest of our sect's thirty-six patrol envoys?"

The sound beneath the visor was like the friction of metal. "But I have to thank you for saving me the trouble of dealing with religious rules."

(End of this chapter)