Martial arts long journey

Chapter 109 Encountered Pursuit
Chun Caining, who has been personally taught by the elders of the Eight Scenery Sword Sect, her accomplishments in Jiang Tianmu Xuejian is definitely not comparable to that of her father Chun Jianbai.

Although Chun Caining and Chun Jianbai are both in the realm of martial arts with fetal breath, the power of Jiang Tianmu Snow Sword that Chun Caining used is far more powerful than Chun Jianbai's half-baked Xiaoxiang Yeyu Sword powerful.

"The hatred of destroying the family will never end, Zhou Yan, today I will kill you to pay homage to the bones of my father and brother Weihan!"

Accompanied by a shrill roar, the slender long sword in Chun Caining's hand suddenly broke out of its sheath, smashing the pair of bamboo chopsticks like a ray of frost, and then continued to move towards Zhou Yan's hand. The door was hacked
Hearing Chun Caining's stern roar, Zhou Yan immediately affirmed his previous guess that the woman in front of him must be the direct bloodline of the Chun family who joined the Bajing Sword Sect.

But Zhou Yandao didn't talk nonsense to Chun Caining, his outstretched palm shook slightly, and a seven-inch-long black light suddenly shot out from the sleeve of his right hand.

At this moment, Guan Yifeng, who was in the realm of true energy behind Zhou Yan, had broken the window and entered the restaurant.

If Zhou Yan had any further delays, he might be seriously injured by Guan Yifeng's palm, so he didn't care about hiding his clumsiness any longer, and grabbed the number one scholar's pen in his hand, directly bursting out with all his strength.

Under the pure and strong internal force condensed by Zhaoxia's true understanding of coagulation of blood, Zhou Yan immediately displayed the "Great Cold" brushwork in Dongzi Jue.

With the cold winter against the frost and snow, he landed abruptly on the edge of the slender long sword in Chun Caining's hand.

"Zheng!"

The moment the pen and the sword collided, a piercing clang sound was immediately torn out, causing those unrelated people in the lobby of the restaurant to quickly cover their ears and dodge to the side, for fear of being dragged into a big battle.

Although Zhou Yan and Chun Caining are both in the realm of martial arts with fetal breath, Zhou Yan is far superior to Chun Caining in terms of internal strength and martial arts background.

The two, who had fully exerted their own strengths, only exchanged one move, but the judgment was decided in an instant.

Zhou Yandang, even with the word Dong, forcibly broke Chun Caining's Jiang Tianmu Snow Sword, and even threw Chun Caining into the air, knocking over several dining tables in the restaurant.

"Death to the thief!"

Seeing that his junior sister was injured by Zhou Yan's move, the anger in Guan Yifeng's eyes instantly intensified, and a curse came out of his mouth.

At the same time, the zhenqi in Guan Yifeng's body also surged a little, and he slapped Zhou Yan's back incomparably swiftly.

He could hear the whistling sound coming from behind him, and Zhou Yan knew that if he just tried to escape blindly, he might not be able to escape Guan Yifeng's attack at all.

"Live to die, fight!"

A ruthless look flashed in the depths of his eyes, Zhou Yan thought to himself.

After that, Zhou Yan's body turned around suddenly, frantically mobilizing Zhaoxia's inner strength of blood coagulation true solution, and confronted Guan Yifeng bravely.

At the same time, the Zhuangyuan pen in Zhou Yan's hand drew a semi-circular arc like an antelope's horns, and pointed directly at the meridians on Guan Yifeng's palm.

"Wonderful!"

A sneer blurted out, and Guan Yifeng turned his wrist slightly, and slapped the Zhuangyuan pen that Zhou Yan picked up with his horizontal palm without fear.

"Push!"

The moment the number one scholar's pen met the palm, Zhou Yan was hit by the heavy force of Guan Yifeng's palm, spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, and flew out into the air.

Although Zhou Yan's own internal force had been condensed and tempered to the peak, and he was only short of breaking through to the realm of true qi, there was a fundamental difference in this line of difference.

The realm of fetal breath is classified among the three realms of body forging, and the realm of true energy is one of the triple realms of true energy.

But for those who practice martial arts, only when they break through to the realm of true energy can they be regarded as having stepped into the path of martial arts thoroughly.

Because only after the internal force is condensed into true qi, can the true power of martial arts be brought into play.

For example, the word spring and winter in Zhou Yan's hand refers to the decision, which is not in the realm of true energy and cannot be cultivated.

In addition, true energy can be added to weapons, fists, and feet, so that every move and style in the hand is much more powerful than a warrior in the three realms of body forging.

This is why Guan Yifeng is not afraid of Zhou Yan's sharp and strong Zhuangyuan brush, and even dares to directly fight against it with his flesh.

If it wasn't for Zhou Yan's true understanding of Zhaoxia's coagulation of blood, it would be a book of eighth-rank martial arts secrets, which would make Zhou Yan's martial arts foundation far surpass that of martial artists of the same level.

I'm afraid that with Guan Yifeng's palm just now, Zhou Yan might be seriously injured by Guan Yifeng.

Although Zhou Yan also suffered some internal injuries, he is fine for the time being, and it will not affect his strength too much.

And under Zhou Yan's deliberate calculation, he even took advantage of the huge momentum shot by Guan Yifeng's hand, and flew backwards towards the door of the restaurant at an extremely fast speed.

"Push!"

After another mouthful of blood squirted out of his body, Zhou Yan endured his injuries and got up, and fled straight out of the restaurant.

Knowing that the opponent is powerful, but still going head-on, that's not bravery, but a brain problem. Zhou Yan doesn't have the determination to fight to the death.

Seeing that Zhou Yan escaped from the gate of the restaurant, Guan Yifeng didn't continue to pursue him, instead he hurriedly ran towards Chun Caining.

For Guan Yifeng, his sweetheart is naturally more important than the escaped Zhou Yan.

After all, Zhou Yan just washed Chun's family with blood, and didn't kill Guan Yifeng's father and elder brother.

Zhou Yan can kill him at any time, but Guan Yifeng will never disregard the safety of his sweetheart because of this.

Guan Yifeng hurriedly helped Chun Caining up, only to hear him care in a soft voice: "Junior Sister, how are you? Is there nothing serious?!"

After struggling to get up from Guan Yifeng's arms, a look of anxiety appeared on Chun Caining's face immediately.

Chun Caining knew that if Zhou Yan was allowed to escape, her hope of avenging her father and brother would be very slim.

Now the bones of her father and brother are still parked in Chun's house, and they have not been buried in the ground for safety. If Zhou Yan is allowed to escape like this, how could she have the face to return to Chun's house?

"Brother, leave me alone, I'm not seriously injured, you go after that Zhou Yan, don't let him run away!"

I saw Chun Caining tightly grasping Guan Yifeng's arms and shouting hissingly.

"Junior Sister, you are waiting for me here, I will hunt him down right away."

Looking at the bloodshot eyes of his junior sister, Guan Yifeng also understood Chun Caining's determination in his heart, he quickly patted the back of Chun Caining's hand and said.

(End of this chapter)