Jiuxiao Supreme

The fiery red sun slowly rose from the distant horizon, and its warm light shone down, driving away the darkness, but it could not eliminate the long cold fog between the mountains, so the sky was still dim.
At this time, Ling Feng had been sitting quietly all night. He seemed to have fallen into a certain state without feeling it at all. The wide linen clothes were covered with dirt. He looked at his nose and nose, and his mind fell into emptiness.
The obscure sentences in "Nine Transformations of Nirvana" kept lingering in my heart. Over time, I gradually gained a kind of enlightenment, and some even understood it directly in my heart, giving me a sense of enlightenment.
Finally, when I couldn't make any more progress, I reluctantly opened my eyes, and then I felt something strange about my body. I shook my head with a wry smile, fetched water, wiped my body, changed my clothes, opened the door, and couldn't wait to go out. Go ahead and verify some of the ideas you had last night, and the best verification is martial arts.
On the broken wooden chair, the old man with his eyes slightly closed suddenly showed a little sparkle. He looked at the figure of the young man who was about to disappear and murmured: "This kid has made another breakthrough. I wonder if he has broken through the sixty years overnight." Tianmai.
Hey, the Ling family is no longer the original Ling family. It would have been better if Feng'er was born before. With such good qualifications, if he is cultivated, he will definitely be a strong generation. Now...,,, but whoever wants to touch Feng'er must also Get over my old bones, hum. "Then he closed his eyes again, obviously not sleeping well in order to protect his grandson.
At this time, there were only a few young men who got up early in the martial arts training ground. They were beating their bodies against the wooden stakes in front of them to make their bodies stronger. Ling Feng also happily joined in. He had just absorbed a lot of blood essence and blood, and his body was not yet completely exhausted. The running-in requires the training of martial arts to completely integrate these essences and blood.
He stood with his legs in a bow stance, his calves slightly bent, and the muscles on the leg joints slightly tightened. He could exert force at any time and silently operate the first level of "Nine Revolutions of Nirvana". He only felt that his blood was full of power and left along the meridians. All over the body.
"Drink", twisting the waist, human-level martial arts, the first form of Fuhu Fist, the tiger comes out of the mountain, skillfully unfolds it, the bronze arm, like a giant metal scissors, with the sound of wind, moves in front of the body The wooden stakes strangled him.
"Boom", sawdust flew into the air, the broken wood pieces raised a puff of dust and smoke, and there was a faint trace of blood on the fists. That was because they had not yet reached the bone refining realm. If they reached the bone refining realm, even if they used their physical bodies to fight against hard rocks, they would not be able to do anything. The defense will be easily broken.
Looking at such results, Ling Feng was still a little dissatisfied. You should know that others were looking at him with a bit of surprise. Although the level of Nine Revolutions Nirvana is too high, for such a large-scale martial arts, the intensity of the increase is still not enough. Gao, the martial arts corresponding to the exercises are still very important. After thinking about it, I used the human-level martial arts, Yuhe Step.
With a tap of the toes, the body was like a falling leaf, floating forward lightly, so fast that even the eyes could not catch it. The young men in cold clothes suddenly became awed and broke the wooden stake. It can be said that they were born with divine power. They took pictures on the spot. , what kind of concept is this? It’s almost catching up with the speed of the bone refining stage. Is this still a human being?evildoer.
Ling Feng's upper body was already dripping with sweat. The blood training realm was able to display the speed of the bone refining stage. The load on the body was still very heavy, and the speed increased three times.
You must know that this is still the first level of "Nine Turns of Nirvana". If "Nine Turns of Nirvana" is completed, wouldn't it mean that we have to catch up with the innate speed? This technique is too heaven-defying and must not be leaked. The reason for the crime of holding a jade is , he still understands.
As he persisted again, streams of essence and blood began to blend into his limbs and bones, nourishing his body. Some injuries caused by excessive training were also quickly repaired.
Half a stick of incense, one stick of incense.
boom!The tired body suddenly felt a sour feeling, breaking its own limit. The trembling body could not only maintain the speed of the bone refining period, but also easily change its route, make evasive movements, and bypass those Shelter.
The teenagers around him were a little demented. In addition to admiration, they were also inspired and focused more on their morning exercises. Every move and style was done to the standard, and sweat was shed freely in the training ground.
At this time, Wang Peng, dressed in brocade uniform, slowly came to the martial arts training ground. Not only did his strength reach the early stage of bone training, but as the young master's follower, he always had a sense of superiority and looked down on these cold-clothed disciples.
Even though everyone knew this, these young men still fawned over him. They had no energy and blood to use for cultivation, and the gap between them would only widen further. Since strength was respected, they were destined to be trampled under his feet.
"Hey, Lin Yuan, are you still driving stakes? Judging from your aura, you have made great progress recently. However, it seems that you haven't opened up fifty heavenly meridians, haha." Wang Peng hadn't arrived yet. There was sarcastic laughter.
Hearing this, the young man in cold clothes on the side frowned, forced a smile, turned his gaze to Ling Feng, and said word by word, "It will happen one day, one day...".
"Oh?" Wang Peng was a little surprised. He actually dared to contradict himself. Not only that, he also ignored himself. Who made this kid change his gender?
At a glance, he saw a panting Ling Feng, a disciple in cold clothes. He was so tired from the morning exercise that he was so weak. Was he the one who stole his limelight?The contemptuous eyes turned to reveal a trace of anger.
"Hey, who is it? It turns out to be you, kid. You are too tired. That's because your skills are too bad. Please do me a favor. Maybe I will be happy and find this skill for you. "Wang Peng's expression is as philistine as possible.
"No need, go away." Ling Feng replied coldly, bypassing Wang Peng who was blocking him, and walked towards the previous wooden stake.
When Ling Feng passed by, there was a cold light in Wang Peng's eyes, and he actually lost his face. He silently said in his heart, if you dare to drag me, I will not hurt you.
"Stop! You have gained confidence, boy. Do you want to compare notes and learn from each other? I will give you a lot of insights, so as not to embarrass yourself in front of others and say that we are of low strength and short of knowledge."
"Not interested." Ling Feng never stopped taking steps. He wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible, join the hunting team, hunt soul beasts for his grandfather, and replenish his blood essence. His health was getting worse and worse now.
"You don't know, right? The blood essence and blood your old immortal got was donated by the young master. I didn't expect that you have no sense of gratitude. The old immortal lingers on, shamelessly dragging everyone down, and the little bastard eats everything." , Wang Peng said viciously, the aura of the bone refining realm pressing towards the young man in front of him.
"Congratulations on successfully provoking me. Isn't it just a sparring match? I took it!" Ling Feng turned around, his eyes buried under the broken hair showing a murderous look. He did not allow others to talk about his grandfather. , this is his reverse scale, and you will pay the price if you touch it.
"My fists and feet have no eyes, and I can't close my hand in time. If I get hurt anywhere, I'll teach you a lesson." Before he finished speaking, Wang Peng used human-level high-level martial arts, Cloud Expelling Palm, Palm Wind Shout, and Tear Explosion The air not only exerted great power in the palm, but also spread out. The whole body was surrounded by palm shadows, blocking Ling Feng's path and blasting away in an extremely cunning manner.
Ling Feng didn't waste any time, gathered up his strength, and used Fuhu Fist, strangulating forward with both fists, like two sharp teeth of a tiger, biting into the palm of his hand.
The young people in the martial arts training ground all turned around and gathered around. Although Ling Feng's Fuhu Fist was quite impressive, Wang Peng had been accumulating power for a long time, so he still felt that the crowd behind him was even bigger.
It was too late, but it was fast. In the blink of an eye, the fists and palms met with a muffled sound. The huge force between the fists and palms caused the two to separate at the touch. Although Wang Peng's palms were a little numb, his figure still remained. In place.
Ling Feng took two steps back, which frightened him. Although the other party was evil, he was still not weak. The huge force coming from his arm made his blood boil.
Unexpectedly, there was no immediate victory. Wang Peng was slowly blinded by anger. He only paused for a moment before using the second move of Cloud Expelling Palm.
When this posture is used, it is like an endless sea with rough waves pouring down.Ling Feng felt even more pressure. Before he could stabilize his body, the palms of his hands were already moving toward his face. The wind from the palms made his face hurt.
Forcibly suppressing his own essence and blood, Yunhe Step was activated instantly. With a twist of his ankle and a tilt of his body, he narrowly escaped. With a step of his heel, he threw away Wang Peng, as if he was flying. The white crane spread its wings and escaped from death.
"You brat, can you only hide?" Wang Peng retracted his palms and said calmly. The opponent was a little faster than himself. If he insisted on escaping, he still couldn't keep him.With a sneer, he used the Cloud Dispelling Palm and the Wind Chasing Art at the same time. Although it was not as fast as Ling Feng, he was not thrown away by the opponent.
The young man in the martial arts training ground began to sympathize with Ling Feng. He was not as strong as his opponent, and the difference in speed was not big, so he could not escape the defeat.
The situation was unfavorable, but Ling Feng became calmer. The whistling palm wind in his ears reminded him of the roars of the beasts in the mountains. Although his Fuhu Fist was not bad in technique, it lacked a certain artistic conception. What was it? What is the constant memory in my mind? It is the momentum of going forward and looking down on the world.
Ling Feng secretly performed the Nine Revolutions of Nirvana, mobilizing all the energy and blood in his body. This feeling of fullness made his condition improve again.At this time, when the Fuhu Fist is performed, it has an added mellowness, and the essence of it has been obtained, and it has the charm of a master.
Both fists were strangled forward, and the sound of the joints of the arms could be heard, which was the beating of power transmission. The fists and palms connected again, and the two fists removed most of the force between the palms, breaking through the defense line bit by bit, towards Wang Peng The chest was blasted away.
There was a sound of broken bones and tendons. Wang Peng's body was like a kite with broken strings. He was thrown far away and hit the ground. However, his palms also hit Ling Feng's shoulders. Ling Feng could no longer suppress it. Qi and blood surged in his chest, and he opened his mouth to spit out a ball of blood.
What's going on? The crowd exploded. Are both sides hurt? But Wang Peng, who is obviously powerful, is lying on the ground, while Ling Feng is weak and looks extremely embarrassed, but he is still standing. The blood training stage defeated the bone refining stage. , is this an unstoppable rhythm?
Ling Feng didn't know what the crowd was talking about. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, walked towards Wang Peng, and said coldly: "Although grandpa is not as strong as before, he doesn't need charity from others. Also, go back and tell Wang Lei , I will go to the hunting team to meet him sooner or later."
Wang Peng, who was extremely humiliated, thought of the scene when he faced Wang Lei in the future, coupled with the pain in his chest, he couldn't bear it for a while and passed out.
Ling Feng performed the Nine Revolutions of Nirvana, restored his body, passed through the separated crowd, and disappeared from sight.