Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 227 Although the bloodline is strong, the sword intent is even stronger!

Lin Bei only knew that Prince Qi's Mansion was the mansion of the prince, but he didn't know that it was also the family left by the Martial Saint!
The descendants of Wu Sheng have the hope of inheriting his blood.

Obviously, Qi Wuyou inherited the thin blood of the Martial Saint to form this phantom of the white ape.

"Roar!"

A roar!

Qi Wuyou's face was ferocious, and his pupils were red, breathtaking!

Like a white ape, he rushed towards Lin Bei, with a terrifying aura rushing towards his face, his body jumped up, extremely flexible, his fists clenched suddenly in the air, overlapped with the phantom of the white ape, and jumped up And smashed down towards Lin Bei fiercely!

Like two huge hammers, wrapped in the power of the blood, they converged and entwined with the Qi and blood dragon, and fell at an extremely fast speed, smashing the air sobbing and screaming.

Lin Bei's face was startled, his eyes only caught a snow-white blurred afterimage, which landed from the top of his head, and the terrifying force rushed towards his face.

Before he could think about it, Lin Bei let out a soft shout, and the qi and blood dragon in his body roared and condensed. His fists made of copper and iron, carrying the qi and blood dragon and the light blue arc, suddenly smashed towards the top of the head!

Boom!

There was a dull impact and explosion, and the two unparalleled brute forces quickly passed up and down at the point of confrontation, stirring up layers of air waves and sound waves.

"What a powerful force, this is... the power of blood!"

Lin Bei's feet sank, and there was a slight "click", the crack spread like a spider's web, and the floor was crushed, penetrating an inch.

His body swayed slightly, and his body made of copper and iron trembled slightly. Most of his strength was blocked by the defense of the copper wall and iron wall, but there was also a strange and terrifying force that penetrated deep into his body, causing his internal organs to vibrate, and his blood to roll!

This is the power of blood!
It is different from the power of qi and blood, the true qi of exercises, and physical strength. This force is overbearing and weird. Even Lin Bei's iron wall was almost unable to stop him, and he suffered some minor injuries.

Hush!

With a flash of white shadow, Qi Wuyou appeared behind Lin Bei, his red pupils flashed with anger, and he slammed towards Lin Bei's back again.

Lin Bei made a wrong step, and dodged sideways while the arc flashed. At the same time, he reached down and touched the sharp sword hanging from his waist.

Clang!
A ray of bright sword light suddenly exploded, like a long river hanging upside down, the terrifying sharpness was wrapped by the sword intent, and slashed directly on Qi Wuyou's fists!
Ding bang!

The dull gold and iron collided and exploded, and Lin Bei and Qi Wuyou each took a few steps back.

Qi Wuyou only felt the sharp sword intent entering his body, and a tingling pain came from his whole body.

"Sword Intent!"

Qi Wuyou's pupils were red and floating, revealing a trace of pain.

In the same way, Lin Bei only felt his viscera tremble, his qi and blood tumbling, the domineering and strange blood power was weakened by the defense of the copper wall and iron wall, and a few traces of it still invaded the body.

If exposed to corrosion for a long time, I am afraid that minor injuries will accumulate and cause serious injuries.

However, Lin Bei was unmoved, and the spiritual ginseng and true essence in his body quickly swam away, healing some minor injuries caused by the power of blood.

"The power of the bloodline is indeed peculiar, different from the power of qi and blood and the brute force of the physical body. It is extremely difficult to defend against. No wonder Qi Wuyou dared to boast about Haikou, saying that if he was promoted to the ninth level of the dragon vein, he would be sure to challenge the Qianlong list!"

A simple phantom of the white ape, many Xingyi-type exercises, can be created at a high level of practice, and used to increase the attack power.

But the power of the bloodline is only possible for the descendants of the Martial Saints to inherit it.

Although Qi Wuyou hadn't cultivated the true meaning of martial arts, but with his eighth-level dragon vein cultivation base and the overbearing and strange blood power, even a ninth-level dragon vein warrior could confront him for a period of time.

If he can really be promoted to the ninth level of dragon veins, he can indeed become a leader in the ninth level of dragon veins, which is enough to challenge the Qianlong list.

Qi Wuyou's strength somewhat surpassed Lin Bei's expectations, but he was not afraid at all.

Although the power of blood is strong, Lin Bei's sword intent is not bad.

Both sides can cause a certain amount of damage to the other side, but Lin Bei's iron wall and iron wall are extremely strong in defense, coupled with the super recovery power of Lingshen Zhenyuan, they have a great advantage.

Of course, Qi Wuyou didn't know this.

He roared wildly, his scarlet eyes revealed a touch of madness, his anger soared, his muscles swelled, his body was like a spirit ape flying, and he dodged and appeared in front of Lin Bei.

The pair of fists like a huge hammer, wrapped in the power of the dragon and the blood, smashed towards Lin Bei fiercely.

In his opinion, the power of his bloodline has been tried and tested, and it will definitely cause great harm to Lin Bei.

Lin Bei didn't give way too much, the power of Qi and blood surged out, the muscles and bones of his arms exploded, and the strength of his body made of copper and iron instantly condensed, and he swung his long sword suddenly, and slashed out with a sword.

Accompanied by a dazzling flash of sword light, the electric arc and sharp edge compressed and converged, and under the influence of the sword intent, the sword's power was overwhelming.

Ding bang!

The moment the two clashed again, there was a dull impact like gold and iron.

The two figures stepped back, but soon collided with each other brazenly again.

Ding bang!Ding bang!Ding bang!

In the spacious hall-like room, the figures of the two people flashed everywhere like two meteors, and then collided with each other, causing strong winds to howl, and all kinds of wooden furniture and wine jars and porcelain exploded one after another.

Blessed by the power of Qi Wuyou's bloodline, surrounded by phantoms of white apes, the power is overbearing and strange. It can break through Lin Bei's iron walls and inflict trauma on Lin Bei's internal organs.

And Lin Bei's sword intent is unparalleled, and it can also penetrate Qi Wuyou's white ape phantom and the defense of the blood dragon, leaving a series of sword marks on his body, even hurting the spiritual level.

The two fought each other for only a moment, and dozens of moves have already been passed.

"Again, I don't believe that I can't be killed!"

Qi Wuyou's eyes were red, and he faintly felt something was wrong in his heart, but the other party suffered a great humiliation, and vented his anger to the fullest, and wanted to screw off Lin Bei's head as the chief culprit.

Therefore, driven by his desire to win, this trace of something wrong was completely ignored by him.

He only wanted to defeat Lin Bei, and he didn't want to think about retreating.

He couldn't bear the humiliation of being ridiculed by others, and he had to kill the culprit in front of him with his own hands to relieve his anger!

Boom!

Another collision.

puff.

There was a sound like a leak from Qi Wuyou's body, and the phantom of the white ape shattered, and his figure shrank rapidly.

"how is this possible……"

Qi Wuyou's face turned pale, he was sweating profusely, his figure was even more rickety, and he couldn't even stand firmly.

His body was covered with numerous sword wounds, dripping with blood. Although under the defense of the white ape phantom and the blood dragon, the wounds were not too deep, but the accumulation of each sword is extremely scary.

"How is it possible! No, it's impossible!"

"impossible!!"

"I can't lose!"

Qi Wuyou's eyes were not reconciled, and he roared furiously, using all his strength to run the power of the blood, trying to condense the phantom of the white ape again.

hum!
Under the power of his vigorously running blood vessels, the phantom white ape reappeared from the body surface, staggered, and gradually solidified and stabilized.

however.

With a "poof", the phantom burst again, dissipating invisible, and the remaining blood power could not support it at all.

"Wow!"

Vomiting out a mouthful of blood, Qi Wuyou's face was ashen, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".

(End of this chapter)