Comprehensive martial arts: He was in the Jin Kingdom, but he returned to the Southern Song Dynasty

Chapter 26 A foot of blue sky reveals vicious claws
Snapped!
As the ice edge approached, Lu Chen stamped his foot, his body was shaken, and he kicked out with a spinning kick, which was very clean and neat.

The ice edge was silent and transparent, and in the dark and snowy night where it was difficult to see or hear, he accurately grasped the timing and position of the ice edge's lasing, and kicked out the ice edge just right.

This reaction was more sensitive than Liang Ziwen's expectation. The violent counterattack was also unexpected by Liang Ziwen.

Lu Chen was wearing a Taoist robe, which was specially sewn for him by Qiu Chuji according to the Quanzhen sect's style. The hem was long and elegant. Now he was flying, and the robe followed the movement of his legs, drawing a very beautiful circle in the air. Arc, a large number of fabrics form an unknown space.

There seemed to be some mysterious magic power in this space. Bing Leng entered silently and came out intact. It just reversed the direction, making what was straight come straight, and backfired on Liang Ziwen.

"You brat, you have some skills."

Liang Ziweng was surprised, and suddenly he leaned forward and pointed his toes, as if he was flying away from the arrow.

Flying over eaves and walls, going up and down, is the world's biggest fantasy about Qinggong. However, when a truly strong person is fighting, he will never fly forward rashly and let himself become a target. In contrast, the Qinggong body techniques of chasing wind and lightning, flashing and leaping are the most effective.

Liang Ziweng is the best example. His Qinggong technique is based on a fox walking and climbing in the snow, but it has already surpassed that of a real snow fox. He is so quick and agile that he can step on the snow without any problems, and he can cover a distance of seven or eight feet in one breath with ease.

The powerful enemy had launched an offensive, but Lu Chen didn't panic and walked slowly down the steps.

As he walked, he gathered his energy and slowed down his perception.

Lu Chen always felt that this state needed a name. He most wanted to call it "Bullet Time", but there were no bullets in this world. Wanting to take over "Sakuya's world" makes me feel ten times more ashamed. Then I thought about "inherent time control", which seems to be good.

Then I was shocked to find that in all of the above, people can speed up their bodies due to the slowdown in perception. I can only watch in the slowed down world, how can I mess with it?

So in the end, he had no choice but to seek help from his master. Qiu Chuji gave him the name "Guan Zizi".

He thought in his heart that he could not become a Bodhisattva, but Qiu Chuji told him that there was no Bodhisattva in the world. The meaning of the three words Avalokitesvara is - Avalokitesvara is Awakening, Self is Self, Being is Being.

So he thought: Viewing is viewing, self is self, existence is existence.

Observe the state of freedom.

The world suddenly became extremely quiet, and the sound of wind and snow all around became much quieter. In other words, it no longer came continuously one after another, but instead accumulated dots one by one.

The falling speed of the snowflakes has also slowed down, and you can easily see the movement of each snowflake falling. When the wind blows, some drift to the left and some to the right, but all of them are extremely slow, and any changes begin to be noticed in the smallest detail.

The ice edge that he counterattacked naturally also slowed down. In addition to being still difficult to detect, Lu Chen could also see that it was a circle smaller than the original one. The air friction caused a lot of volume on the surface to melt and wear away. Becoming snow water flying in mid-air.

But one thing is certain, no matter when Liang Ziwen shoots it or when Lu Chen fights back, it has the power to penetrate gold and iron.

Of course, Liang Ziweng's figure also slowed down. He imitated Xuehu and surpassed Xuehu, but his movement track was still captured by Lu Chen, becoming extremely slow and traceable.

He did not attack Lu Chen directly, but first faced the reflected ice edge. He seemed to still want to play a slow-paced matryoshka game with Lu Chen, testing the opponent with the ice edge back and forth.

But Lu Chen had already expected this. The reason why he deliberately concentrated his energy and slowed down his perception was just for this moment. The Quanzhen Mental Technique started to operate, and the inner strength fluctuated slightly.

burst!
Liang Ziwen came up and down in front of Bing Leng, stretched out his hand to grab it, but stopped for a moment, with a look of fear on his face. At this moment, Bing Leng suddenly seemed to be no longer a hidden weapon that Liang Ziwen picked up everywhere, but became a trap set by Lu Chen in advance.

It shattered, and a crack suddenly appeared in the transparent cylinder of ice. Then it grew from one to many, from small to large, and was covered with ice in an instant.

In an instant, the ice edges turned into ice spikes, and one section turned into thousands of ice spikes. They exploded in mid-air and headed towards Liang Ziwen, with thousands of them hooded. Their speed and strength did not decrease at all, and they became even more dangerous and imperceptible. .

Liang Ziweng could never imagine such a change. The look of horror on his face was both due to danger and familiarity.

He was a guest in Prince Zhao's Mansion, how could he not have seen such a move? Isn’t this Wan Yankang’s specialty? ?

Although Lu Chen only saw the tip of the iceberg that day, he had already been coveting the method of hiding his inner power in a weapon and detonating it in the air. But with the power of the sea of ​​​​mind, the power of swallowing snake blood, and the subtle manipulation of the state of freedom, it is not difficult for him to recreate it.

"Uwuwuwuwuri——"

From the perspective of the Guanzi realm, Liang Ziweng's voice was drawn out and very funny. Thousands of ice spikes had already put him in trouble, making it difficult for him to breathe. But Lu Chen felt that the predicament alone was not enough, and he was very willing to add insult to injury, making his predicament even further, preferably into a desperate situation.

"Try my new trick."

Using his hands inside the wide sleeves of his Taoist robe, he made all kinds of creepy movements with his ten fingers in a space invisible to others. Sometimes it bends in the opposite direction and touches the back of the hand, sometimes it crackles each phalange, sometimes it moves the air flow lightly like a willow, sometimes it makes a gesture of forming a curse seal.

Every movement is ghostly and mysterious.

These movements seem very slow, one after another, and even paused in the middle, which looks clumsy. In fact, it is caused by the state of Avalokitesvara. In reality, these movements are so fast that they can be said to be dazzling, and they are over in three or two breaths.

They changed the shape of Lu Chen's hands.

Every movement represents a kind of movement and exercise, one affects the other, one promotes the other, and the influence continues one after another.

During this process, Lu Chen's skin stretched, became thinner, and became tougher, and his flesh was plump, strong, and elastic. His muscles and bones also changed one by one, making a sound that sounded like stir-frying beans or a bowstring being fully drawn. It is the transport and conduction coagulation of blood marrow.

Finally, all the movements were over. The skin was close to the flesh, the flesh was wrapped around the bones, and the bones were pulled down according to the traces of the big tendons... A pair of arms became extremely tight and thoughtful, and also thin and cold.

If it stops here, it will be Mei Chaofeng's "Nine Yin White Bone Claws". A mysterious skill that solidifies the essence of life and completely changes the shape of the hands.

If Mei Chaofeng were here, he would be able to use it to his fullest to ensure destruction. But Lu Chen was not done yet. He continued to gather all his internal strength and used the most authentic mental method of Quanzhen Sect to cleanse the large and small meridians and acupoints on his hands.

The Nine Yin Manual was originally created and performed by Wang Chongyang, so it became five parts of metal, wood, water, fire and earth, and the martial arts recorded in each part were the Nine Yin White Bone Claws. And in this world, what can transform the Nine Yin White Bone Claws into the Nine Yin Divine Claws is precisely the most basic introductory mental method of the Quanzhen Sect.

The seven changes of skin, flesh, muscles, periosteum, blood and marrow suddenly reversed one by one, as if time was flowing backwards and the order became reverse order. Lu Chen's hands were restored from the ghostly Nine Yin White Bone Claws. They were no longer shriveled or cold. All the blood and flesh returned to his arms, and he went through all the processes he had just experienced in reverse.

At the same time, it also retains its due hardness and indomitability.

In this way, the ghost energy finally becomes the atmosphere, the white bones turn into the righteous spirit, and the pure yin skills completely reach the point where the yin and yang are in harmony.

This is the Nine Yin Divine Claw!
Now that the Divine Claw is complete, Lu Chen has already surpassed Mei Chaofeng by a lot in terms of cultivation in this martial arts.

Her heart was full of resentment and panic, and she was blind. Peach Blossom Island's internal skills had nothing to do with Quanzhen Sect's eight poles. She had lacked guidance from others for many years and had to practice alone. As a result, the yin energy became stronger and the ghost energy became stronger, and this became an evil martial art that required human skulls to practice.

As she embarks on this evil path, her martial arts practice gets higher and higher, and she becomes less and less able to turn back. Her hands will always have extremely terrifying skinny claws, like zombies and like steel.

Even if she steps into the mysterious and mysterious Jiukong Wujie, the secret of heaven she can steal is not "the way of heaven is more than enough to make up for the damage", but "the way of man is not enough to make up for the loss".

Lu Chen is very different from her. The divine claws are not bone claws. They no longer need human heads to practice the martial arts. They only need to understand the authentic Taoist principles and cultivate them with the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon. On weekdays, his arms are deified and restrained, just like ordinary people. In wartime, he can show his sharpness and cut gold and jade without any trouble.

With the Divine Claw in hand, Lu Chen released the state of freedom, and the stagnant time suddenly flew past a thousand times faster. Everything in the world can no longer be so delicate, so elegant, so calm, but becomes extremely explosive, and everything comes one after another.

Everything in heaven and earth calls out one word repeatedly:

come back!

The howling of the wind and snow came back, the exploding ice spikes came back, all the sounds came back, and the remaining words of Liang Ziwen also came back, the speed was completely different from the previous one and a half words, "——Sunshine Spear !”

At the critical moment, he leaned back and flicked his long sleeves, like a big flag sweeping across. Thousands of ice spikes are all blocked from the sleeves, and with a twist of luck, they break into thousands of ice particles.

He succeeded in breaking the ice edge so close to him, but his already agile and agile figure suddenly lost its balance and immediately fell down. What was originally a fierce and fierce attack, now collapsed, turned into a helter-skelter roll, with his head and body covered with frozen snow.

And when I struggled to get up from the snow, I was already screaming in my heart that it was terrible. Rolling is not only a shameful act, it can also cost your life.

Sure enough, when he looked up, Liang Ziwen found that the place where Lu Chen had been was already empty.

All he could hear was nine very loud voices.

Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap.

Nine sounds of stepping on the snow started one after another. From where Lu Chen was before, nine places on the road to Liang Ziwen exploded, forming nine footprints deeply embedded in the snow.

And above the nine footprints, the flying snow fell down, and suddenly melted one by one, turning into wisps of white smoke out of thin air. At this time, there were snowflakes everywhere in the sky and on the ground. Only above the nine footprints, the snow could not get in and the wind could not move, leaving it a void in the white sky. There is more snow piled up elsewhere, but there is no snow here, just like leaving a blank space on a piece of paper full of ink. This highlights nine movements, which are running, exerting force, or borrowing force. Dynamic running phantom.

It was exactly the outline of Lu Chen.

Spiral nine shadows.

His body skills are extremely high and his speed is very fast. He takes nine steps and the person is gone at the first touch, but the heat is still piled up and does not dissipate. Hence such a strange scene.

The strong wind blew continuously, one wave after another, and finally wiped out nine figures. At the same time, a figure flashed in front of Liang Ziwen, and Lu Chen was already in front of him.

An understatement, a slap in the face.

As soon as the wind stopped in the air and the snow cleared, in the vast world of darkness and darkness, there suddenly came a sharp sound of cloth being torn, as if thunder swallowed up all the sounds in the world, occupying the world and even turning any wind and snow into pieces. Quietly.

The voice was grand, solemn, loud, and high-pitched, but not sharp or harsh.

This is the most majestic and sacred sound. It is like the sound of chanting sutras in a shrine, the sound of wooden fish in a temple, and the cry of a broken jade phoenix in Kunshan. The sound came from Lu Chen's body, his hands, fingers, and Jiuyin God's claws.

Liang Ziwen screamed strangely, he was not a lamb to be slaughtered, but the Landrace Overlord. He leaned back on one side, put his feet together, shrank and bounced, and kicked with his head and feet, full of explosive power. Most people who are good at Qinggong are also good at kicking. Although they are not as good as those who have mastered a pair of magic swords like Zhui Ming, they are also unique.

Before he really came into contact with the Nine Yin Divine Claws, the extraordinary strength of the claws had already made Liang Ziwen's legs numb and his heart felt cold. He even felt like ten swords were being added together and slashing at him.

In a moment, he bit the tip of his tongue, raised his energy, his face turned red, and he gathered twelve layers of skills, and he was stuck in this fight.

To be honest, purely based on skill, Liang Ziwen is a well-deserved master of second-level Qi training. Lu Chen, who swallowed snake blood and possesses the true meaning of Jiuyin, has only reached fourth-level Qi training and fourth-level body training. Together, they are slightly less. Xun Liangzi Weng is half a chip. Not to mention that this old man is afraid of the power of Jiuyin Divine Claw and would rather exert extraordinary efforts.

So far, Lu Chen seems to have taken advantage of them in this battle. But in fact, Liang Ziwen didn't know that he could imitate the Wu Ri Divine Spear, nor did he know that he could spiral the Nine Shadows. He just suffered a loss in intelligence.

Until now, this is their first head-to-head confrontation. This cannot be deceived or deceived.

A powerful move shocked both of them.

Lu Chen really showed the shortcomings of an unstable foundation and took three or two steps back.

Liang Ziweng's breath was just temporarily unstable, which was acceptable compared to Lu Chen.

With joy in his heart, he knew that his opponent was inferior in strength. Lu Chen would definitely have a surge of energy and blood, and it would be difficult to sustain his energy. With these few steps back, he would not only lose an opportunity to kill himself, but also give himself a chance to counterattack. hope.

He turned over and finally returned to normal from the funny and embarrassing posture of his head, feet and feet. He was about to take advantage of this opportunity and start the offensive again.

If we use an analogy to describe this action, it is like taking a breath, which requires one exhalation and one inhalation to be complete. Liang Ziwen just took a breath now and was about to spit it out heartily.

Logically speaking, he should launch a violent offensive next. It's a pity that the Jiuyin Scripture never pays attention to the four words "reasonably speaking".

Green energy appeared on Lu Chen's face, and the tumbling Qi and blood calmed down, and the unsustainable Qi could be revived. The few steps he just took back seemed to be a complete joke, or simply a fantasy of Liang Ziwen.

The body swayed, and as if by magic, he took another step and was closer to Liang Ziwen than before.

Liang Ziwen couldn't believe his eyes, nor could he believe that this was reality. He turned into a fool in the blink of an eye, and a ridiculous thought came to his mind: Could it be that this young Taoist priest was not one person, but two people. Did he fight off one just now, and another took his place?
This idea may explain why Lu Chen's old strength has not gone away but new strength has emerged, but it cannot explain anything in Liang Ziwen's previous sixty years of life.

Lu Chen's murderous intention came again, and he grabbed it with his hands. The wind and snow passed by him, as if he suddenly came to another world. No matter how tiny the snowflakes were, they were suddenly cut and torn, becoming more finely divided and dense, spreading like falling salt. .

For a moment, Liang Ziwen had no choice but to retreat.

Retreat violently.

While retreating, use the "Wild Fox Fist" to attack.

As soon as Liang Ziweng retreated, Lu Chen entered.

He moves like a dragon and a tiger, pressing forward step by step. He strikes continuously with both hands, and his fingers are painted with silver hooks. The claw marks are crisscrossed and transformed into countless claw shadows. He clearly shows an aura that will never give up until the Yellow River is reached, and will never stop until he kills you. .

The two of them chased me and fled, advanced and retreated, attacked and defended. In an instant, they covered a distance of more than ten feet, and exchanged more than ten or twenty moves. The fight was so snowy and windy that a snow-free path was drawn on the mountain road. path.

During this process, Liang Ziweng hurriedly resisted, struggling to cope with the situation, and was miserable.

His skill was superior to that of Lu Chen, and even if he was passive at first, he could still gain the upper hand. His fists faced off against the energy of Jiuyin Divine Claw several times, and withstood all kinds of sharp murderous attacks. At the same time, they also dealt various blows to Lu Chen. I can guarantee that any fourth-grade thing will not be able to withstand it.

But the most unacceptable thing is this, such a fierce battle, such a blow, Lu Chen seems to always be exactly the same as the first move, neither tired nor injured.

In other words, he had been tired and injured, but as soon as the green energy appeared on his face, the tiredness became not tired, and the injury became no injury. For him, he can make every move without reservation, just like a rich second generation with a rich family, which makes Liang Ziwen gradually fall into an irreversible disadvantage.

Liang Ziweng's situation became more and more difficult. For a while, his parries became slower and his moves became slower, causing his physical strength and strength to decrease to varying degrees.

But why this is so, he can't think clearly, and he can't figure it out. There are thousands of words in his heart, but he can't turn them into one sentence.

If Lu Chen knew what he was thinking, he would be willing to sum it up for him in four words, which he would call "This is not martial arts." But the premise is that Liang Ziwen has fallen and Lu Chen is approaching this goal.

The mountain road along this road was rugged, and Liang Ziwen could not always find a place to retreat. After fighting for nearly a hundred moves, he was finally forced to the bottom of a cliff with no way out.

Before there was absolutely no room for change, Liang Ziweng suddenly changed his tactics and instead of moving forward, he looked back.

Boom - Both hands were driven into the rock wall behind him, as easily as facing tofu, deeply inserted into it, and then using it as a fulcrum, the body rose into the air, three or four feet off the ground, and faced Lu Chen with one pair of legs again.

Swipe, swipe, swipe, in an instant, his legs kicked out in succession, like two extremely agile poisonous snakes, and like two thunderbolts of lightning, bypassing Lu Chen's Nine Yin Divine Claws and going straight for the vital part of his head and chest.

This desperate strike was as powerful as two huge rocks falling suddenly. There were two bangs, and when the leg was released, the turbulent burst of air exploded along the extension of the leg, hitting the snow below, and actually exploded into scattered snow several feet high and flew into the air.

But Feixue didn't even say it was falling. Before it was halfway up, Lu Chen had already taken the first step to block it, using his strength on his forearms, one to the left and the other to the right, to forcefully hit Liang Ziwen's legs.

Then the despairing green energy on his face reappeared, and he kept moving, clasping his palms together, and exerting force with his ten fingers, like a tiger biting, like a bird pecking, and it swept extremely quickly in mid-air.

This passing was too fast, too urgent, and too hasty. There was no time to capture it, and it became a scenery that passed away in the future. Lu Chen's hands seemed to disappear all of a sudden from the palms to the forearms, turning into two blurry black shadows.

The black shadow flickered a dozen times.

Liang Ziwen yelled, but he didn't care, still waiting to fight back. He pulled his hands out from the stone wall, raised them violently, and opened his teeth and claws. However, his body felt like being struck by lightning, and he hit the cliff hard backwards. Then he froze, his eyes widened, and he completely stopped moving. The scream also stopped abruptly. end.

The world seemed to be silent for a moment.

Lu Chen's shoulders slumped, his hands retracted, and his wide sleeves fell down to cover the Nine Yin Divine Claws that had just displayed their power.

A large amount of heat energy evaporated from the arm, crushing flying snow, burning ice vapor, and issuing wisps of blue smoke.

There was a huge, high-pitched roar in mid-air. Liang Ziwen's body moved forward, backward, left, right, up and down. Hundreds and thousands of snowflakes suddenly swayed together, shattered, shattered, shattered, shattered, and swept away by an indescribable force. , forming a brief vacuum in the snow.

Then dozens of claw marks suddenly appeared on his face, neck, chest, waist and abdomen, legs, arms...the entire front of his body, crisscrossing and penetrating into his blood and bones.

Puff puff puff puff——

His body trembled, and blood spurted out in all directions.

This dignified second-grade acquired master, with dull eyes and a shocked face, finally shook and collapsed like a tattered doll.

……

A quarter of an hour later, a flag flower rocket flew deep into the sky.

(End of this chapter)