The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 30 Dan Jin
Song Xing, who stepped into the firelight from the darkness, stunned all the twelve astrological signs. Under the firelight, Song Xing's face clearly appeared in front of them.

The person still looks the same as before, but he is more than 20 years younger.

The clone in this world is a middle-aged man in his 40s, and Song Xing, who is replacing him at the moment, looks like he is only in his early twenties, and his quiet temperament looks like a big boy next door, which is completely different from Pang Wen's sinister temperament before. different.

Both the enemy and us were shocked by Song Xing's appearance, especially Bai Shanjun, because he saw Pang Wen enter the secret room with his own eyes.

Wei Wuya waved his hand, and the rest of the twelve astrological signs who were besieging Baishanjun saw it, and their offensive slowed down, allowing Baishanjun to break out of the encirclement and join Song Xing.

"Damn it, I've been followed by a mouse, I have to find a way to get out."

Bai Shanjun got rid of the entangled astrology, came to Song Xing and whispered.

One possibility came to his mind, that is, Song Xing really understood the secret of the Longevity Sword so that he would rejuvenate and become so young.

They are both prosperous now. Since Wei Wuya found out, only one of them will survive. To be honest, although Bai Shanjun shouts loudly, he is not Wei Wuya's opponent in terms of kung fu.

Song Xing looked at the few remaining people in the Hall of Hades, and did not speak. Instead, he turned around and sat down on a black jade throne at the top of the hall, looking down at the twelve astrological signs below.

"Why, you know you will die, so you gave up resistance?" Wei Wuya sneered, and when the wheelchair was turning, he stared at Song Xing coldly across the twelve astrology.

Although he had some doubts about Song Xing's youthful appearance, Wei Wuya was confident that as long as he made a move, the only way for the two of them to die was death.

Song Xing, who was sitting at the top, finally spoke the first sentence after hearing Wei Wuya's words: "Do you know Yihua Palace?"

Wei Wuya was taken aback for a moment, wondering why Song Xing, who was about to die, would ask such irrelevant words.

"Do not you know?"

Song Xing was a little disappointed seeing Wei Wuya's performance.

"If that's the case, then you're worthless."

Seeing Song Xing's expressionless face, Wei Wuya felt uneasy: "Kill them."

After the voice fell, twelve figures came out more and more, and attacked Song Xing first.

Although the twelve astrological signs are ranked according to the zodiac signs, there are not only 12 people. The astrological signs at the bottom are composed of many people.

Those who besieged the White Tiger just now were the seven members of the Black Dog Astrology, but at this moment, besides the Seven Black Dogs, there were also the Chicken Actor in the Red Clothes Comb, the Yellow Clothes Chicken Breast, and the Pied Cocktails who attacked Song Xing. .

In Wei Wuya's cognition, even if everyone's kung fu is not as good as Song Xing's, if they attack together, Song Xing will either die or be injured.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Song Xing punched.

When punching, the muscles and bones in Song Xing's body thundered, and the strength came from the spine. It originated from the physique obtained in the previous world. Under the nourishment of a mysterious internal force in the body, it became more powerful and inhuman.

Cutting bones and washing marrow, in the last years of martial arts, it is extremely difficult to reach this point.

However, in this world with inner strength and true energy, Song Xing, who possesses the eighth level of Mingyu Gong, under the circulation of true energy, instantly crossed the realm of cutting bones and washing marrow, reaching a level that Song Xing had never touched before. The realm of God and clarity.

With his thoughts turned, Song Xing didn't use the true energy of Mingyu Gong, but only relied on his own physical strength, and punched the black dog star in front of him on the chest.

Set up Haijinliang, Dinghaishenzhen!
In this world, Neijiaquan appeared for the first time in front of Jianghu warriors.

Compared to the world where only the physical body can be cultivated, warriors in this world can easily cultivate true qi, so the polishing of the physical body cannot be compared with Neijiaquan.

It's like the difference between the witch clan who sanctified their bodies and the Qi refiners who refined and transformed Qi during the ancient prehistoric years.

When a Qi refiner with insufficient cultivation and a member of the Witch Clan fight directly, it is like the black dog star in front of him, whose chest was directly smashed by Song Xing, and he died on the spot without even humming.

It is clear from the gods that boxing practitioners can achieve the ultimate control over their physical bodies, and the whole body's energy and blood are concentrated a little, just like the golden elixir mentioned in Taoism.

Utilize the power of the 'Golden Elixir' to control your own qi and blood, stimulate the hidden acupuncture points in the body, polish yourself to be as crystal clear as the Golden Elixir, break through the limits of the human body, and finally evolve towards the road of 'immortal'.

Killing one person with one punch, Song Xing stepped on the four elephants, and easily avoided the siege of the first four people. His right hand was as fast as lightning, crushing the throats of the three people, and a cannon punch hit the chest of the remaining one. The sound of shattering, dead beyond death.

When Song Xing killed five people in a flash, he didn't even use his weapons, and the Baishan Jun who followed him just rushed forward to fight with the few people in the chicken phase.

And Wei Wuya's raised hand has not been put down yet.

At the same time as the five corpses fell to the ground, Song Xing stepped forward and punched again.

Boom!

The entire underground palace hall seemed to shake. The remaining two people in the black dog star were using their sword moves to attack Song Xing, but they saw all five people in front of them flying upside down. Then, in the surging air, a fist crossed the space and appeared directly In front of two people.

Like a hammer hitting a watermelon, the heads of the two exploded directly.

Wei Wuya's body was barely able to take a step with the stars behind him, ready to make a move.

The air suddenly fell into a deathly silence, only the shouts of Bai Shanjun making moves remained.

The five chicken phases who made the first move turned pale with fright. The twelve astrological phases each have their own specialties. Although their martial arts are different, the gap is not so large that it can be killed instantly.

Witnessing the end of the black dog star's seven people being killed in an instant, the five people subconsciously retreated and joined the people behind them.

There was a flash of a figure, but what the five people saw was Song Xing, who was originally at the front door, disappearing in front of them. Instead, there was a gust of evil wind coming from behind.

Jiushou Paizi, hanging pictures on the wall.

Song Xing gathered his strength in his palm, as if pasting a New Year picture on the wall, and lightly wiped his palm on the back of the five people.

The bodies of the five retreated, as if hitting a wall, they vomited blood and bounced back.

With a flash of the knife, the White Tiger who was following closely behind, how could he give up this great opportunity, he picked and wiped the steel knife in his hand, and five good heads flew into the air.

Song Xing turned around, just in time to meet Wei Wuya's suspicious eyes.

The one who was shocked was the death of the Black Dog people, and the one who was suspicious was Song Xing's strength displayed at this moment.

With his strength, he could single-handedly kill the seven Black Dog Stars, but he couldn't do it as quickly and easily as Song Xing at the moment.

From his vicious eyes, it could even be seen that Song Xing didn't even use his true energy at all, and killed several people with his physical strength.

The meaning behind this made his scalp start to tingle.

"This is not Pang Wen's usual kung fu. Who are you?"

Wei Wuya stared at Song Xing's hands as white as jade, and said hoarsely.

It can be said that Wei Wuya is well aware of Bai Shanjun and Pang Wen's kung fu, but Song Xing's boxing moves are unheard of with his knowledge.

However, Song Xing did not answer his interest. Under the stimulation of true qi, he clearly understood the method of movement of Dan Jin in Neijiaquan, and formally stepped into the realm of Baodan.

Coupled with the small test of the Tianzi Wangqi technique, seven warriors who were still stronger than Wei Enming were instantly killed by his fists, which gave him a clear understanding of his current martial strength.

Facing Wei Wuya's questioning, Song Xing directly pulled out the Longevity Sword behind his back, and the pale blue sword made the expressions of Wei Wuya and the stars behind him change.

"Longevity Sword!"

Wei Wuya slapped the metal wheelchair with his left hand, and immediately countless steel needles shot out from the armrest, shooting toward Song Xing and Bai Shanjun who were less than three meters away.

Apart from martial arts, Wei Wuya is also proficient in all kinds of miscellaneous studies, especially the art of concealed weapons. As his daily transportation, the wheelchair has also been modified by him to hide various hidden weapons.

The cyan sword light flashed across, blocking the way out of all the steel needles, breaking all the hidden weapons in the air into two pieces, and falling to the ground.

One of the three great sword skills of the Huanhua Sword School, it rains flowers all over the sky, and is famous for its lightness, quickness, and unpredictable changes.

When practicing, you have to face the wild bees flying all over the sky, and only if you kill all the wild bees with one sword, can you be considered successful in cultivation.

This sword technique requires extremely high eyesight and arm strength skills, but in terms of Song Xing's control over his body, the first time he uses it is a state of great success.

Seeing that Song Xing broke his hidden weapon, Wei Wuya clapped his palms on the wheelchair continuously, and all kinds of hidden weapons were released from the wheelchair like a torrential rain.

Bai Shanjun suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Facing the overwhelming hidden weapons, he subconsciously rolled to the side and wanted to dodge.

The sword light flashed again, and under Wei Wuya's dull eyes, all the hidden weapons flying all over the sky were shot down by Song Xing again.

Bai Tiger, who was hiding behind a copper pillar, looked up and was a little dumbfounded.

As Pang Wen's partner, he asked himself that he knew something about his kung fu, but Song Xing's swordsmanship displayed at this moment was so profound that he had never seen it before.

"Could it be that Lao Pang has been hiding his strength?"

This idea subconsciously popped up in Bai Shanjun's mind, and then he remembered the Longevity Sword, and he was sure that Song Xing had thoroughly understood the Longevity Sword, otherwise how could he have such a profound sword technique.

Just as Bai Shanjun was thinking wildly, Song Xing had already stepped forward, turned his body into a sword, and stabbed towards Wei Wuya.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, ape strike technique.

With a strange cry, Wei Wuya threw himself out of the wheelchair, and in the air, with his hands in ghostly claws, he grabbed Song Xing's vital points.

However, the speed of the ape strike technique under the blessing of Song Xing's true energy once again broke through the limit of the human body. The moment Wei Wuya urged the Nether Ghost Claw, the Longevity Sword had already pierced through his heart.

His short body seemed to be emptied of all vitality in an instant. Wei Wuya's eyes were bulging, his mouth was gurgling, and he stretched out his hands, trying to grab Song Xing's clothes, but Song Xing's right hand holding the sword shook him off. A glimmer of life.

(End of this chapter)