The fruit of killing life

Chapter 45

On the banks of the Luoshui River, the big trees were broken, and the forest frightened the birds to fly.

Bang!
There was a loud thunder, the air exploded, and Wang Yuan, who was in tattered clothes, was sent flying again. He leaned on a thick tree trunk with his feet, and then continued to pounce on Zheng Yong.

One "Zheng Jin" and one "Inhuman", the fight between the two has lasted for as long as a cup of tea.

Although Wang Yuan was pressed and beaten the whole time, every time he was beaten to the ground, he would jump up from the ground vigorously and continue to be beaten.

In the competition between the two strengths of [White Tiger Art of War] and [Xuanjia Art of War] inside and outside.

Every inch of skin and every muscle in his body is being tempered repeatedly, rapidly breaking through the limits of the human body, and moving closer to another more powerful creature.

At the same time, the endless stream of pure vitality in the body replaced the "Huyang Medicinal Wine" and the tiger's blood, marrow, and internal organs of the White Tiger, so that the violent transformation process would not harm the body.

period.

It is clear that Zheng Yong, the [Taoist], is more capable than Wang Yuan in all aspects, but he is so wicked that he can't hit the key point no matter what.

It seems that he is plagued by bad luck, and God is against him.

In fact, with Wang Yuan's "-5" luck and a hand-to-hand fight with a [Dao Bing]-level master, he should have been the one with frequent accidents.

The result was quite the opposite.

Under normal circumstances, if he wants to improve his luck a bit, he still needs [-] points of [Yin Virtue], but the Yin Virtue he has saved is only half of it.

But at this time, the annals of "Little Life and Death Book" showed that his [Qi Luck] turned out to be "-2" and white smoke lingered around the beam.

On the basis of the original, three points have been added!

Looking back at Zheng Yong, the [Luck], which was much better than ordinary people, has become "-6, dark clouds are overwhelming, and the three fires will go out, which is very fierce!"

In a short period of time, this Taoist soldier's lifespan will be completely sucked up by [Rakshasa's Bone].

Of course, Wang Yuan got seven points in all of his energy, but the [Qi Luck] he got was a bit vain. It was not a permanent improvement, but only a temporary gain, which could not last.

After reaching the upper limit of three points, it will last for an hour at most, and will be returned to the original form soon.

It's enough against the sky!

Therefore, although the real strength comparison between the two is like that of a strong man to a child.

But this strong man has not had water or food for three days, and he has a frightening air. Although he is tyrannical, he has no way to beat Wang Yuan to death in a short time.

Instead, it became a sharpening stone for him to break through.

"Come again! Ho—!"

The essence of [White Tiger Art of War] is just one word - fierce!

brave!fierce!Fast!

No matter whether it is sword technique or boxing technique, you must first be courageous when hitting someone, and you must not lose your momentum.

He took a deep breath, the skin membrane on the chest and abdomen was propped up into a bulge, like a little mouse, it went straight down to the dantian, and rushed out again.

Use the dantian to exert energy, from the internal training that has already been absorbed into the bone marrow to external training.

With a violent roar, the tiger roared in the mountains and forests!

Facing the roar of the tiger, Zheng Yong's ears buzzed, which even affected the balance of his footwork.

Wang Yuan, who was bullied close to the ground at high speed, smashed his elbow with a stride.

The whole body was tensed like a strong bow and suddenly exploded, and the hard elbow was urged to hit Zheng Yong's chest hard like a heavy hammer.

If there is a "full strength" here, just this set of combos, if you don't do it well, you will be beaten to death on the spot in a daze.

But [Xuanjia Guardian] was solid inside and out, not only resisted Wang Yuan's full blow with his chest firmly, but also quickly recovered his sense of balance.

Immediately swung his fist, knocking Wang Yuan back a few steps again.

Wang Yuan bent his legs and ejected again, his fists were like hammers, his legs were like whips, like a tiger hunting an elephant with all its strength, getting more and more fierce as it fought.

"wheeze. wheeze"

Zheng Yong, with a pale face, was panting like a sick ghost.

The one who was beaten became more and more energetic, but the one who was in charge of the beating felt that he was about to die of exhaustion.

Until this time, he didn't know what went wrong with him. Looking at the young man who couldn't be beaten to death, he felt a little scared.

The balance of victory and defeat in this "fair duel" seems to have begun to gradually tilt.

However, even if he knew in his heart that something was wrong.

But [Raksha Sly Bone], who has grown up with him completely, controls him with "sly obsession" and kills other people who have seen "Baby" at all costs.

Can only fight to the death.

"Die to me!"

This [Xuanjia Guardian] had a fierce look in his eyes, his heart was beating violently like a wild animal, and the muscles, bones, and fascia all over his body suddenly trembled very regularly and at a high speed.

The remaining essence, qi, and spirit of the whole body converge to the dantian, just like the primordial opening, evolving into the origin of the great world.

The next moment, the blood pill exploded again.

The three fires of Fu, Lu, and Shou, which had been gradually exhausted, started to burn blazingly again as if overdrawn, and even formed a layer of flame-like energy visible to the naked eye on the surface of his body.

The bones all over his body were crackling, and the whole person was raised half a foot, his skin was dark and iron-colored, as if he was no longer a human being, but turned into an extremely hard iron statue.

It is the killer move of [Tao Bing] in the inhuman realm - [One Blast], detonating all the energy and blood in the body, and in just a few breaths, an unimaginable terrifying force erupts.

Immediately, Zheng Yong, like a runaway horse, crazily galloped towards Wang Yuan.

This time Wang Yuan didn't dare to go head-to-head again.

This kind of inhuman [Taoist soldier] in a desperate state doesn't need to hit his vitals at all, and if he punches casually, he may have his bones broken.

Resolutely opened the last reserved hole card.

He quickly pulled out three hairs from the back of his head, blew on them lightly, and shouted:
"Reborn, turn misfortune into good fortune, follow me, stay by my side, let it go, hide it when you take it in. Be as urgent as a law!"

"change!"

Aww-!
The roar of the tiger that shook the mountains and forests exploded in the ears of the two of them.

Those three tiger hairs grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye they turned into three black and yellow fierce tigers with eye-catching eyes, and rushed up against Zheng Yong's unstoppable fist peak.

The [Hu Hua Thaumaturgy] that has been left until now immediately made a contribution.

Even though Zheng Yong used his killer move, his essence, qi, spirit, fortune, fortune, and longevity have almost been completely sucked up by [Rakshasa's Sly Bone].

The three souls and seven souls are ready to move and almost fly away from the body, and the brain is also a little not sober.

As the three [false tigers] attacked with extremely fierce tiger power, he suddenly seemed to be frightened.

Apart from anything else, a pair of iron fists like forging hammers smashed down with a loud roar.

A [false tiger] exploded and disappeared without a trace.

Then, it was the second head and the third head that rushed up immediately behind.

There is a saying that, if you go all out, then decline, and exhaust three times, no matter how powerful your strength is, after being tricked by [false tiger] one after another, it has become the end of its strength.

And the last one he met was Wang Yuan, who was waiting for work at ease, breathing slightly, and adjusted his own state to the best!

"die!"

Wang Yuan yelled loudly, and sideways flashed the last remaining energy carried by Zheng Yong's iron fist.

The trouser leg of his right leg burst, and he suddenly jerked back.

A [Tiger Tail Kick] like a steel whip hit Zheng Yong's temple hard.

Accompanied by the roar of a forging hammer hitting the anvil.

The [Xuanjia Guard]'s head and body tilted suddenly, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

A large piece of dead branches and leaves were splashed on the ground.

The steel-hard skin and bones are still intact, but the tricky force learned from Cui Tong has penetrated into his brain, turning the inner brain into a piece of bean curd.

Dao soldiers die!
Wang Yuan landed on both feet again.

Standing upright, like a spear, the mountain mist blows, and the tattered robe on his body makes a loud noise.

At the same time, as the qi and blood surged, a crisp sound suddenly came from the ear.

Snapped!
It was as if a golden lock had been opened in his body, a tremor came from the depths of his blood, rose from the end of the spine, and then quickly spread throughout his body.

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