Jiuyang Juemai

The head of the five was a young man with a naked upper body. On his left arm was a tattoo of a tiger with teeth and claws. The young man was extremely pale, but no one dared to underestimate him.

Four young men in white clothes followed closely behind the tiger-striped young man. These four looked cold, but they had one thing in common. They all had a sword slanted on their backs. Obviously, the four of them All of them are extremely powerful swordsmen.

"These years in this Tomb of Immortals, I have not been happy. Fortunately, I met Brother Tong ten years ago. Although, apart from drinking, Brother Tong and I have more I was fighting, but at least, after getting to know Brother Tong, I am much happier than before!" The tiger-striped youth raised his head and said slowly.

"However, you killed him! If that's the case, you can only use your lives to make up for it!" The tiger-striped youth changed his tone and said sharply.

Smiling slightly, Ling Luoyu took a step forward and said, "Actually, we don't want to kill Tong Jianghai either, but he insists on killing us. We don't want to be killed, so we can only choose to kill him!"

"Hey! You too, if Brother Tong wants to kill you, you just stretch out your necks and let him kill you, why fight back!" The tiger-striped youth shook his head, his tone slowed down slightly, and he sighed.

At this time, Chen Kong suddenly seemed to remember something, and his complexion suddenly changed. However, at such a distance, the change of Chen Kong's expression fell into the eyes of the young man with tiger stripes.

The young man with tiger stripes smiled and said to Chen Kong: "Looking at you, you should know who I am, right?"

Chen Kong took two steps back, his face changed and he said: "Twenty years ago, there were a few very outstanding young people in the martial arts world. The four of them traveled all over the world together. With the four of them working together, there was no defeat. That's 20 years ago. The battle between Jiang Yiran, known as No.20 in the martial arts world years ago, ended in a tie with the four of them, but the four of them disappeared at the same time as Jiang Yiran after that battle, ranking second among the four. Could it be that Mr. Fuhu is you, senior!"

Mr. Fu Hu nodded, and said: "Yes, it's just a mere thing, you can kill Tong Jianghai, and your strength is not bad, but since you are here, I can only deal with you guys, five For five, no one will suffer!"

20 years ago, Mr. Fuhu ruled the martial arts world. Today, Mr. Fuhu still maintains the appearance of a young man. Obviously he has good looks.

Mr. Fu Hu moved his steps and walked forward slowly. He walked very slowly.

Although Mr. Fu Hu looked very weak, every step he took seemed to carry a huge force and infinite aura. As Mr. Fu Hu approached, the suffocating pressure became more and more gradual. Intensify.

This is a much more terrifying master than Tong Jianghai. He has not yet made a move, and the momentum alone is oppressive. Ling Luoyu and the others are almost out of breath.

Tong Jianghai is only one person, and the young master Fuhu in front of him still has four assistants.

The four white-clothed men followed in the footsteps of Mr. Fu Hu, and approached step by step. The four of them advanced and retreated in an orderly manner. Obviously, these four were very good at attacking together.

Looking at the long swords carried behind the four of them, Ling Luoyu dared to conclude that the four of them knew at least one kind of combined fencing formation.

Mr. Fu Hu slowly stretched out his right hand, and slowly opened his clenched fist. With a 'clang' sound, the nails several inches long on the top of those fingers popped out, like a sharp sword coming out of its sheath. sound.

Mr. Fuhu's movements are very light and soft, and they look so graceful, so pleasing to the eye, without any lethality.

The five of Ling Luoyu flew back a few feet, and they all knew that maybe, as long as the nails were gently scratched on the top of the neck, they might be decapitated.

Qin Ling'er had already made a move, and while backing away quickly, she flicked her fingers repeatedly, and smoke of different colors flew towards Mr. Fuhu.

The poisonous flower Qin Ling'er is good at poisoning. The colorful smoke looks beautiful, but it is extremely poisonous.

Han Xiao also waved his hands rapidly, flying knives, flying needles, darts... All kinds of strange hidden weapons flew out of Han Xiao's hands. At the moment of retreating, at least dozens of hidden weapons came out of Han Xiao's hands swing out.

Qianshou Han Xiao really lived up to the name of Qianshou, and indeed his reputation was well-deserved.

Seeing the poisonous mist and hidden weapons approaching quickly, Mr. Fuhu smiled contemptuously, and a pale white light suddenly rose from his body, protecting his whole body.

"Chong... Chong..."

When the hidden weapon came into contact with the white light, there was a sound of gold and iron colliding. Dozens of hidden weapons, none of which broke through the white light shield, all slowly fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Fu Hu struck out with a palm, and a gust of strong wind rose from the ground, blowing the multicolored smoke from Qin Linger away without a trace.

At the moment when Mr. Fu Hu was about to move forward, another change occurred.

"Bang... bang..."

All kinds of hidden weapons that fell on the ground exploded violently. Dozens of hidden weapons burst into at least hundreds of pieces, rushing towards Mr. Fuhu. Colorful light, obviously, Qin Ling'er's poisonous mist has attached to Han Xiao's hidden weapon at some point.

Young Master Fuhu's complexion changed slightly, the white light on his body became stronger, and his murderous intent became stronger.

The hidden weapon hit under the white light, but it was still useless.

"What is this white light? Could it be that this is the stellar energy possessed by warriors after reaching the innate realm!" Chen Kong and Mu Yi looked at each other, unable to conceal the shock in their hearts.

It is said that when a warrior reaches the acquired peak state and the meridians of the whole body are fully connected, there will be a great transformation.

Warriors, train your breath internally, train your muscles, bones and skin externally. After the acquired peak, the body will slowly transform from acquired to innate. The body will be continuously strengthened, purified, and impurities will be slowly discharged. When the body reaches a certain level After that, a protective airflow will naturally be produced, which is the innate qi.

At the same time, whether or not one possesses innate qi is also a criterion to measure whether a warrior has reached the innate realm.

However, this purification process is too long. As a martial artist, his lifespan is limited after all. In the martial arts world, not to mention the masters who have reached the innate state, even the masters who have reached the peak of the day after tomorrow have not been heard of for many years.

Generally, martial artists in the acquired stage can live for more than a hundred years. However, after reaching the innate mirror, their lifespan will be extended by at least a hundred years.

As far as Ling Luoyu knew, the last innate master in the martial arts world was 500 years ago, and that innate strong man was said to have lived to be 230 years old.

And the crouching tiger in front of him seemed to have innate stellar qi to protect him, how could this not shock a few people.