Chapter 103 Evil (Part 2)(1/2)
"Dragon Armor Secretary" is the heirloom of Kong Jia, the lord of Langya City.
The Kong family was a member of the scholar-bureaucrats in the ancient times.
The reason why the scholar-bureaucrats of the ancient country could compete with the bloodline nobles was because they had mastered divine power, including the power of the dragon vein that represented the destiny of the country.
To put it simply, scholar-bureaucrats are priests.
The ancestors of the Confucius family were members of the scholar-bureaucrat class who were in charge of sacrificial ceremonies.
Every grand ceremony is a huge sacrifice where all the people pray, the divine power and the power of dragon veins are combined to protect the destiny of the country.
Who would have thought that such a huge and glorious ancient country would one day fall.
The dragon's veins have dried up.
The god has fallen.
The once aristocratic family has become the famous clan it is now, and it is barely surviving.
The source of power of the former scholar-officials was cut off, making them even more miserable.
Even Kong Jia himself didn't know that his ancestor had a secret dragon vein technique, which was hidden in this family heirloom.
Garuda is unruly and unruly, and is extremely difficult to drive unless he is facing someone with strong bloodline.
The Longsha clone is a treasure at the bottom of the box and should not be used lightly.
This 'Fenglong Armor' can give the power of dragon veins to the human body in a short period of time, and control the power of the bloodline, which just makes up for Qi Long's shortcomings.
Surrounded by the death fog, triangular dragon scales continued to poke out from under the skin. He stood up to nearly nine feet, and blood was poured into the dragon scales like water.
Back on the top of Black Mountain, the power of the dragon veins and Qi Long's physical body merged into one, which was very similar to the current state.
It's just that in order to take revenge, Dragon Vein took the initiative to integrate the power of heaven and earth into Qi Long's body, while Qi Long only passively endured it.
Now that the dragon vein has been beheaded, only the dragon evil is left, but the power of the dragon evil, under the leadership of Qi Long, gradually possesses his body, with less violence, more spirituality, and eight parts of Qi Long's own unyielding will.
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Among the people present, perhaps only Xue Bai sensed such a change.
Then he flashed, stood in front of someone, and said cheerfully: "This place is forbidden to pass."
He is also wearing a blood-colored warrior monk robe, and he is also a fierce man with a height of nine feet and well-developed muscles.
This person's face was like a skinned beast, with no intact part of his body, scars, pits, and huge cuts caused by cramps and deboning.
What's even weirder is that there is not just one channel of strong energy and blood flowing out of his body, but a hundred channels, which are cruel, bloody, cold, cunning, insidious and so on.
Every one of them is pure animality and animal will.
Nature is a sin, and there is no way to make it difficult.
The third of the eight difficulties for living beings is the difficulty for animals.
The fishy yellow eyes of "Beasts Are Difficult" have the spirituality of a cat and the ferocity of a tiger.
He glanced in the direction of Qi Lung and Xiao Bu Hua Gu, with murderous intent like a river tide.
Xue Bai's naive smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a strange indifference.
When people called him a bastard when he was a child, he also looked like this.
"I'm going to kill you."
The essence of martial arts lies in boxing skills, not in equipment.
But the talent of boxing is not in the bones, but in the spirit.
The reason is very simple. As long as you have a mortal body and a similar bone quality, even if you are born with some deformities, the martial arts family will have countless ways to correct you.
Real talent is something on the spiritual level, the kind that can be seen from childhood.
The reason why the older generation of the Xue family recognized Xue Bai as a pillar was very simple, because as soon as he was born, his spirit reached the highest level of internal martial arts.
The heart is like a child, the mind is like a fetus, and the qi and blood condense into elixirs.
It is precisely with the first two prerequisites that the Qi and blood can be reduced and the internal elixir energy can be condensed.
Xue Bai has done it since he was born.
Ningdan is the highest state of internal martial arts since ancient times. It does not mean condensing the blood and water in the body into a round solid, nor does it mean hiding it in a certain organ.
Instead, with a single thought, all the organs in the body, including blood, fascia, and even major acupuncture points, the twelve main meridians, the eight extraordinary meridians, are twisted into one force and turned into one force.
This difficulty is ten times or a hundred times more difficult than crossing a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops.
Thousands of troops can still line up in an orderly manner, and 'Condensing Pill' is equivalent to using the spirit of thousands of troops to knead them into one existence, and then cross the single-plank bridge in one step.
How much mental strength and terrifying mental control this requires!
Humans cannot do it, only immortals and Buddhas can do it, so outsiders learn Buddhism and inside practitioners practice Taoism.
When outsiders learn Buddhism, they learn the great power of the heart that transforms the six sense organs and subdues dragons and tigers.
Internal practitioners practice Taoism, which is the Taoist spirit of lowering the heart of the ape and tying the dragon to the horse.
But there is another kind of person who can do it, and there are three types of people in the world.
A perfect person has no self, a god has no merit, and a saint has no name.
Xue Bai is a born perfect person.
He stamped his feet and flipped his wrists, and almost instantly, the wind around him was strong, strong winds were blowing, and the layers were exploding. Within a hundred feet, the air within a hundred feet was like a tidal wave, frantically venting riots, making the air slightly blurry.
The Xue family's Boy's Kung Fu is also called the Waidan Boy's Kung Fu, and the last level is called the Hundred-foot Rod Head, which uses the Gangqi to hit the outside.
The contact, friction, and entanglement of Xue Bai's limbs, every change, is a change in the eye of the storm.
It seems that everything is calm, but the sun and the sky are covered with fists.
Xue Bai's tail vertebrae trembled, his steps moved five feet across, his right palm turned from his waist into a fist, and he struck the opponent's forearm with a move called Immortal Ape Pointing to a Deer.
The wind and waves have subsided.
The next moment, the arm that had undergone countless transformations suddenly exploded into a mist of blood. The muscles that were comparable to steel did not play any blocking role.
Without losing half the speed of his punch, he shook the stick and turned it into a spear, directly piercing half of the opponent's face.
The Immortal Ape refers to a deer. The front move is the inner strength of the Immortal Ape, and the back move is the deer's external hoof-beating strength. It also hides the great weaponry of the carbine, which refers to the deer turning into a horse!
Half of the facial bones of 'Beast Hard''s face exploded directly. At the same time, 'Beast Hard' hit Xue Bai's abdomen with a tiger-headed cannon that held his chest and back. The fists and flesh met, and a huge cannon sounded.
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No one expected that the other party would risk their lives.
Xue Bai's throat felt like he was swallowing eggs, and there was a loud "gudong" sound. The pores all over his body were vomiting energy, the Qi condensed into elixirs, and the eye of wind arose from his abdomen.
Seventy percent of the strength of the Tiger Pao was expelled.
Who would have thought that "Beast Difficulty" turned his fists into claws, like a cat, with sharp nails popping out half an inch, as fast as lightning, and clasped at Xue Bai's waist.
If this is true, it will be like the bloody holes on countless corpses along the way, all of which are fatal injuries.
However, Xue Bai's palms mysteriously disappeared, and when they reappeared, they were crossed and pressed down.
See ghosts and gods, see life and death.
Xue Bai's calm eyes saw in advance the scene of his belly being hollowed out.
The tiger head cannon turns into a leopard within a tiger, and the celestial ape points to the deer and turns into a Tai Chi pressing palm.
As soon as the two sides met, there was a storm and blood rain in an instant!
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On the other side, without the vitality created by Qi Long, many people showed painful expressions, as if they were suffocating.
The surrounding air is also getting blurry.
Hong Xiaosi sensed the danger in advance, bowed his body, and brought the two swords together. Unfortunately, before he could make any move, he held the sword with one hand.
"This knife is good."
The blade of the Eight-Zhan Sword seems to have grown on the opponent's palm and cannot be pulled out no matter how hard it is pulled out. It seems to have taken root on the ground.
Top-notch expert!
A black evil light flashed in Hong Xiaosi's eyes, and a black-armored evil general suddenly appeared behind him. A red light flashed in the evil general's eyes.
The cover of Eight Swordsmen in Night Fight hides ghosts!
The blade of the blade was shot horizontally, and the blade exploded into the air. The blade glowed red and smoked, making the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling. The curvature of the blade was like the curvature of the corners of the ghost face's mouth.
The killer move of this move is not the blade itself, but the sound sword, the sound of the sonic boom that can burst a person's eardrums.
"The sound of the knife is strong, and the force of the knife is also strong."
"Hell" pulled his hand, and Hong Xiaosi suddenly felt that there were more than a dozen strands of energy running around in his body.
These are the strengths developed in various parts of your body.
It's as if someone is using their own strength to hit themselves, without using any boxing skills.
To be continued...