The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 269 Who?
Frozen and snowy, the wind and snow were screaming, seeing Chen Zhuo's extraordinary momentum, several people backed away again and again.

Jiumozhi changed color.

Li Qiushui was moved.

Wu Xingyun's beautiful eyes shone with splendor.

Unexpectedly, in just half a month, "Pure Yang Supreme Kung Fu" has been comprehended to such a state by Chen Zhuo. It seems that the state has been stabilized, not to mention the great success, but also the appearance of entering the room.

How did she know that this skill originated from "Neijiaquan", which seems mysterious and profound to others, but for a master of the inner family like Chen Zhuo, there are many barriers missing, and the entry is of course not the same And language.

If it wasn't for the lack of the ninth mural and the incompleteness of the exercises, Chen Zhuo said that he would not be able to realize it in one thought and achieve success immediately.

He is also more convinced that this skill has a great connection with "Inner Family Boxing". The practitioner can understand all the arteries and master all kinds of fighting methods. Under the control of this domineering internal force, all kinds of martial arts in the world can get twice the result with half the effort if they are in the eyes. Additional picks are available, far exceeding the entry of ordinary people.

Moreover, Chen Zhuo has been tinkering with it these days, and has incorporated a lot of his own martial arts concepts. The more he practiced, the more he deduced, the more he felt that his potential was endless and unpredictable, as if he was still alive after the ninth mural. Can go in again.

Feeling the terrifying aura in Chen Zhuo's body, Wu Yazi's eyes flickered, and he said in surprise and wonder, "It's really hidden!"

While speaking, he raised his hand to grasp the air, and his fingertips' Beiming Zhenqi instantly condensed into filaments, locked to Chen Zhuo's Qi veins, followed by running the "Beiming Divine Art" to draw and absorb the inner energy.

"Beiming binds the fairy rope?"

Chen Zhuo smiled faintly, raised his feet and took a step, he didn't look like he was in the slightest controlled by others, he walked slowly, facing Wu Yazi's gradually changing face, with a trembling of his body, the true energy of Beiming was scattered away.

His physical body has no leaks, his essence doesn't leak out, his internal energy doesn't dissipate, his essence, energy, and spirit samadhi are condensed as one, and he is extremely yang and rigid. Although he hasn't reached the point where a vajra is indestructible, he is simply born to deal with such yin and cold forces. nemesis.

Wu Yazi's eyes were fixed, looking at Chen Zhuo who was striding forward, he smiled indifferently, and praised: "Not bad!"

As soon as the words fell, the yin and cold power in his body changed from yin to yang, and it became tormented like a furnace, from yang to strong, the white shirt was swaying, and the snow waves under his body were heavy.

"Then let's... exchange ideas!"

Hearing Wu Yazi's words of challenge, the three people outside the arena all retreated in unison.

"it is good!"

Chen Zhuo smiled deeply, his body disappeared in place, and he reappeared two feet away from Wu Yazi.

The two are close at hand, their eyes are facing each other, looking at each other for a moment, the powerful and domineering qi in their bodies have spontaneously clashed and collided.

"come!"

"Okay, come on!"

The smile on Chen Zhuo's face disappeared suddenly, he opened his right hand, tightened his steps, turned into a stern look, and grabbed Wu Yazi's face fiercely.

Since this skill is based on internal boxing, for him, it is like adding wings to a tiger.

Wu Yazi's eyes were focused, his sleeves were rolled up on his arms, one foot touched, and he slid backwards, drifting back.

Chen Zhuo had a sneer on his face, his eyes glowed red, and his striding steps turned into striding strides. He leaned forward and rushed forward, his hair riotous, like a fierce tiger rushing at a sheep. The frost and snow that passed between the fingers melted instantly.

In the eyes of everyone, there seemed to be a terrifying paw print, tearing the wind and snow, and the claws divided the world.

This rotten street black tiger digs out his heart, and his simple moves, now performed by him, have the mysterious and miraculous effect of turning the ordinary into the extraordinary.

Wu Yazi looked at the claw flying in front of him, the strength of the claws had not yet dropped, but the force was like a steel pestle cold spear, piercing his face with a faint pain.

As soon as the two of them retreated and advanced, they were about to hit with one move, Wu Yazi suddenly turned around, Lingbo spread out with small steps, his body shape has changed.

Outside of Chen Zhuo's body, dozens of phantom shadows appeared out of thin air, which were changing and turning around.

Now this person has comprehended the general outline of Xiaoyao School's martial arts, and even this body method has been improved.

Chen Zhuo's move failed, and the next moment he felt endless murderous intent from all directions.

The dozens of phantoms seemed to be real, some punched, some palmed, some pointed, and some grabbed, each using various methods, and all kinds of wonderful skills, which perfectly fit the infinite means of the "Xiaoyao School".

In addition, the "Tianshan Zhemei Shou" has combined all kinds of methods in one body, and now it is doing the opposite, turning all kinds of methods with one skill, which is really powerful.

coming!

The dozens of phantoms changed again and again, their moves were unpredictable, their attacks moved from left to right, from front to back, and their energy was exploding, each with its own mystery.

Chen Zhuo's advance slowed down, his feet stabilized, his eyes rolled rapidly in his eye sockets, he watched in all directions, he saw a move and took it out, he used it to break a move, his fists were running, and he poured his strength into his hands, as if he could pick up the stars and take the moon , Take all the energy.

In the blink of an eye, the two had fought dozens of moves with each other, but Chen Zhuo was impatient, his breath sank, and a circle of red fire and red light quickly appeared outside his body.

"what!"

A loud roar.

In an instant, the red lights scattered like arrows and shooting stars, shooting in all directions.

The snow curtain in the sky was also pushed away by the erupting terrifying air wave, clearing the world.

After half a breath, the wind and snow fell again.

Dozens of phantoms scattered into the air, looking at Wu Yazi's real body in the snow, Chen Zhuo glanced indifferently, turned his neck lightly, and there was a Rakshasa face with blue face and fangs, only the eyes of two swords were outside.

But this time it's not for hiding.

His eyes narrowed sharply, his shoulders swayed, and his facial makeup suddenly trembled. One song turned into ten faces, ten different facial makeups of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, black, red, blue, and white, like a ghost Yasha, from Chen Zhuo. Faces broke free one after another, passed through the wind and snow, and flew towards Wu Yazi.

The sound of the wind blowing through the holes in the eyes, sobbing like crying, sharp and ear-piercing.

From a distance, it seems that impermanence is passing through, and ghosts are chasing after their souls.

After several fights, Wu Yazi's eyes are not contemptuous, seeing this weird facial makeup, at first glance, he felt strange, but when he saw the eyebrows and eyes on the facial makeup gradually distorted and changed, it turned into someone close to him, someone he cares about , arousing the mind, for a while, there are layers of strange faces in front of my eyes, which are extremely strange and unpredictable.

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo stomped on the ground, his body flew out like a flying dragon, the wind and snow rolled, and there seemed to be an extra snow tornado on the flat ground, and a suction force covered Wu Yazi in it, making him feel trapped mud.

"You still know the method of spirit?"

Wu Yazi's face darkened, he couldn't see the move, he moved his hands in the air, in the palm of his hand, he saw a mass of gray awn coming out, and immediately pushed it out, the gray awn immediately spread out of the body, like a substance, full and flowing , turned into a cloud of astral energy.

As soon as the stellar energy came out, he moved his hands again, and after turning it around, the surrounding wind and snow were immediately sucked in, but in a split second, the wind and snow turned into ice, and turned into a huge ice ball.

The ice ball wrapped Wu Yazi in it, it was still spinning, getting bigger and bigger, at first it was only about the height of a person, then it was as big as a car, and as solid as a stone.

The ten facial makeups flew down like meteors, and when they landed on them, they immediately turned into clouds of black gas, which turned out to be not real.

"Good come!"

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo raised the attack by three points, and there was a terrifying red glow around the eyeballs. He slammed the puck in front of him brazenly.

When the two sides met, there was no earth-shattering situation.

But the ice puck was scattered silently, turning into powder all over the sky.

In the wind and snow, two figures clashed their fists and stood proudly on the spot.

The clothes of the two were bulging, their hair was flying, their faces were pale and pale, they were moving vigorously under the skin, and the snow under their feet was like rolling waves, the scene was frightening.

The stalemate lasted only a few breaths, and the two people's feet sank with a bang. The stalemate had just been broken, and they withdrew their fists and palms from each other, and each retreated a few steps.

"Tick...tick..."

Wu Yazi's facial muscles twitched and twisted, the corners of his mouth turned red, looking at Chen Zhuo in front of him, he couldn't help but feel startled.

Where did this freak come from?

Not as good as Double Ten, to have such a talent, and the internal strength is also terrifying, from the strongest to the strongest, the Beiming Divine Art can't attract into the body, underestimating the enemy, suffered a dark loss.

"Boy, I only contributed seven points, how much did you contribute?"

As soon as he thought about it, he saw the gray light surge again in his palm, and he was about to move again.

"Just be a three-pointer."

Chen Zhuo was willing to accompany him to the end, and grinned.

"Good boy."

Wu Yazi's eyes turned cold, and he raised his aura forcefully. As soon as he mentioned it, he actually started to absorb the cold air from the Tianshan Mountains, with the tendency of swallowing the world.

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo sucked and took a long breath, his body full of qi.

But just when the two were about to compete, their expressions suddenly changed slightly, and their hearts jumped.

Not only them, but even Wu Xingyun, Li Qiushui, Jiumozhi, all three of them looked in the direction of Misty Peak.

There, an extremely ominous and terrifying aura is rising steadily...

Who?
(End of this chapter)