Qi Longren gave him the nickname Sword Demon. He considered himself second in swordsmanship, but no one dared to admit he was first.

But he really doesn't think that his sword skills are the best in the world. The most exquisite sword he has ever seen was the one made by the legendary Lu clan leader on the top of Black Mountain with the help of Feng Shui, dragon veins and earth energy.

'Qingluan Sha'.

The sword skills that can even kill monsters outside the world are amazing.

Although Qi Lung had long given up the sword and concentrated on boxing, he would occasionally think of this sword and imagine how he could cut out this sword light that connected all the feng shui evil spirits.

This is the source of inspiration for him to absorb the five "inner realms".

‘Slaying the Red Dragon’ is a transformation of women from acquired to innate. In this process, breaking off the dust and eliminating the dust can just weaken the individual will in the ‘spiritual realm’.

It is also a coincidence, or it can be said to be a chance, that in the Xue family's century-old history of women, there happened to be a few pairs of women who were at the same level of boxing, but were enemies of life and death. Once they were 'resurrected', they would definitely fight to the death.

Finally, when the fight between these women was at an end, Qi Lung took action with 'Slaying the Red Dragon', which happened to be in line with the Tai Chi saying of yin and yang - all things bear yin and embrace yang, and the energy is in harmony.

They draw each other together with spiritual hostility and consume each other.

The two fishes of yin and yang are intertwined with each other, and the colors of the 'fish eyes' are exactly opposite. They face each other, blending and killing each other.

As the rightful owner, Qi Lung's spirit can stay out of the matter, and there is no need to confront others head-on.

This is the "Yin and Yang evil" that Qi Lung understood from the "Qingluan evil".

Finally, using the 'Slashing the Red Dragon' as a blade, he cut through the world of mortals in one fell swoop and absorbed the five 'inner realms'.

This idea can be said to be unprecedented, and it may not come again in the future. At least this person will definitely not be a man - men cannot slay a red dragon.

So when the blood demon Xue Chenzhou made a sneak attack, Qi Long's eyes were quite calm - this was naturally also affected by the 'Slaying the Red Dragon'.

Xue Chenzhou's bloody hair was flying in the wind, blood lines were clearly visible on his muscular muscles, and his eyes were as bright red as ink, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell. Ordinary people would have nightmares for days just by looking at him.

Not to mention the opponent's surging blood energy. After a blood refinement, the blood energy can be freely released and released. This blood mist has been specially tempered. Once it touches the human body, it is more dangerous than poison.

Violent poisons are dead things, and the blood energy condenses in a short period of time and does not dissipate. It is controlled by the boxing energy.

In a daze, Qi Lung seemed to have returned to seven or eight years ago, when the arrogant old man blocking the city gate also had the same posture.

Xue Chenzhou's left palm poked out from under his ribs, seemingly scratching but not grasping. His five fingers became hideous due to the rush of energy and blood, and his nails were pitch black. This move is called "looking into the mirror with a red face" in Blood Hand Fist.

There was a pair of faces in the palm of his hand, and Qi Long's vision suddenly became blurry, as if there were countless ghosts wandering in front of his eyes.

The boxing techniques of the Xue Lian lineage are all "spiritual martial arts", which are boxing techniques that achieve the purpose of killing the opponent by creating various illusions.

To achieve this point, the spirit, energy, and energy must be "enchanted," which is a martial arts level that ordinary warriors avoid, but for blood-refining warriors, it is the step to improve their boxing skills.

If it were back then, Qi Lung's 'magic sword' would have to be unsheathed in order to cut through the layers of illusions.

Now that the sword is gone, Qi Lung has better means.

Xue Chenzhou suddenly felt a sense of crisis. This sense of crisis did not come from his body, but from the 'demon refining blood' in his body.

Just as he was about to grab the opponent's neck while looking in the mirror with a red face, the opponent suddenly raised his hand slightly.

"This move -" Old Uncle Nan keenly noticed something was wrong.

He is very old, so he has always been very sensitive to the same old things.

When Qi Long raised his hand, he was like an old witch who listened to the government behind the curtain, toying with the court, framing Zhongliang, and drawing the blood of the court to support himself.

Just by raising his hand so lightly, the ferocious 'blood demon' was covered in blood in an instant, the blood mist filled the air, and the smell of blood could be smelled hundreds of feet away.

"Drawing curtain?"

Old Uncle Nan looked in disbelief. You must know that the "internal spiritual realm" of the former Xuelian Great Elder was the nemesis of all Xuelian First Pulse Boxing.

Even with the Blood Waterfall Armor, this sudden explosion evaporated at least 30% of Xue Chenzhou's energy and blood.

"Oh, it turns out that the enemy with a mental flaw is you."

Qi Lung said slowly, but his hands and feet were not slow. He stepped on the "eight-claw step", which is a footwork in which the toes vibrate at high speed and move quickly in the water. It imitates a series of spiders, ducks and other animals that can walk on water.

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At the same time, the "Mandarin Duck Knot" in the eight-button fist was like an electric shot, grabbing Xue Chenzhou's throat.

Xue Chenzhou was downwind and not messy, with a head of bloody hair curling out. Each strand of hair was like a silver needle, pricking straight into Qi Long's stretched out right arm.

The hair is like a blood tip, which can drain all the blood from a living cow in a short time by pricking and sucking it.

Qi Lung smiled lightly, the mandarin duck buckle is a double buckle, and when the two buckles are closed together, it is the Phoenix Eye Fist. He stabs the chest diagonally downwards. At the same time, Qi Lung's left arm is internally rotated, with the force reaching the base of the palm. He spreads his five fingers and curls them up.

It is a classic move of Tongjiquan, which attracts the hands.

These silver-needle-like bloody hairs were sucked and pulled towards the palm of his hand. Qi Long's spine bounced and trembled, and his five fingers suddenly grew longer. His finger tendons became dark. When he closed his hands and clamped them, there was a sound of a piece of iron wire breaking.

Half of the hair on my hand was pulled out.

The Phoenix Eye Fist also pierced the opponent's chest at the same time. As soon as the opponent made contact, countless layers of blood film swelled on the surface of the skin, and the blood repeatedly stirred in it. It felt like a punch rushing into a waterfall of blood.

Not only did the inner force that was supposed to penetrate the skin fail to penetrate, even the impact of the fist was weakened by half in an instant.

Xue Chenzhou's eyes were as red as if they were bleeding, and his hands were thrust out from his waist again, like two sinister daggers, thrust into Qi Cong's vitals one after the other.

Qi Lung let out a roar, and slammed his right foot on the water like a gun barrel. In an instant, the aura of unity between heaven and man burst out.

When Xue Chenzhou retreated continuously, his foot plate became unstable. Being swept away in this way, the water splashed, as if he was trapped in a large whirlpool on the river, and his pile skills immediately showed a flaw.

Qi Lung turned around and flicked his legs. While dodging the two knives, his feet were like the shadow of a whip and struck Xue Chenzhou fiercely in the abdomen.

There was a loud explosion in the air.

It’s just a sound that’s hard to buy!

This time, the blood-water-fall armor was not that effective after being beaten hard. Xue Chenzhou spurted blood from his mouth, fell and rolled, and was kicked four to five feet away.

"You are far behind your father," Qi Long said calmly.

Although the father and son are almost the same when it comes to the strength of their qi and blood, and even the number of blood-trained secret techniques, when it comes to the intensity of their boxing skills and their experience, they are at least one level apart.

Not every young boxer is Xue Bai in the state of "peeping at ghosts and gods".

A young boxer has strong blood and energy. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers and can indeed fight.

But for Qi Long, who has integrated into the five internal realms, the small flaws in these moves have long been infinitely magnified.

Maybe the son of the great elder Xue Lian could fight with all his strength and fight as hard as the head of the Xue family, and maybe he could even fight with a small amount to win a big one.

But in Qi Long's eyes, he couldn't stop his ten moves at all. This was the gap in levels.

Back then, the Great Elder Xuelian had to endure thirteen blows from himself before dying of exhaustion.

Xue Chenzhou struggled to get up and stared at him fiercely with a pair of bloody eyes.

Between the two of them, on the knee-high water, white phantoms suddenly appeared and disappeared, giving people the impression that they were female ghosts that were constantly changing their positions. There was a sudden chill on the back of their necks, as if they had been blown by a female ghost, and their hairs were swollen.

They all stood up.

No matter how high your boxing skills are, it is impossible to really summon ghosts out, but it can force out the scattered souls of wandering spirits contained in the qi and blood. It can really create illusions such as "ghosts beating the wall" or "ghosts pressing on the body".

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However, in the realm of 'Slaying the Red Dragon', Qi Long's heart is round and transparent, like a fairy between the world and the world, no, a fairy man.

In his eyes, this illusion turned into white mist floating in the air in just a blink of an eye. Even the people were blurry and could not be seen clearly, but they were extremely clear.

He is hated by everyone, so he is almost in the Tao.

Strong, weak, ugly, handsome, powerful, and famous, in his eyes, they are nothing and cannot cause any emotional fluctuations.

It turns out that the world in the eyes of the little layman is like this.

That seems to be the case.

"Huh?"

Qi Long lowered his head and found two obviously dark ghost claws. They didn't know when, one on the left and one on the right, and grabbed Qi Long's calf. The calf immediately lost consciousness.

"Possessed by a ghost?"

Then there was a loud earthquake on the ground, and Xue Chenzhou's figure was seen as if he had been inflated. He was covered in blood, his hands and feet were as thick as elephant legs, his energy and blood increased sharply, and his face became older at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With every step, the water surface is dyed red.

Blood Demon Transformation!

The momentum was like a monstrous sea of ​​blood, rolling towards Qi Long.

The pure secret art of blood refining will never have the effect of greatly changing a person's spirit, energy, and spirit.

Moreover, Qi Long met this old face once at the gate of Yunzhong City seven or eight years ago.

This is impossible?
Chapter completed!