Six Gods

Chapter 122 Only martial arts are pure!Die from exhaustion!

The third-class ghosts who have accepted the power of Yinfeng are completely different from the ordinary D-class ghosts, not only because of the difference in intelligence, but also because of the power of the Yinfeng master.

The ghost's paw was filled with cold and cold mist, and Yuan Xinwu's earlobe moved slightly. Although his back was facing the ghost, a warrior at his level would have an instinctive sense of danger in the dark.

Short body dodged the piercing claws of C and other ghosts, Yuan Xinwu clenched his fist, and the big tendons on his forearm pulsated, sending out powerful and unparalleled power.

The qi and blood burst out like a blazing sun, and the Yin ghosts of the third class roared and retreated. This kind of extremely masculine and rigid power was extremely lethal to it.

Most of the black mist that permeated the body surface evaporated, revealing a hideous and greedy face like a hungry ghost. The C-class ghost opened its mouth full of black teeth, and its neck stretched suddenly!

boom--

The heart beat violently twice suddenly, and Yuan Xinwu's skin quickly turned red, as if blood was about to ooze out.

Turning into a red-faced King Kong, Yuan Xinwu's eyes opened angrily, a little blood dripped from between his brows, and he slammed forward like pushing a golden mountain and falling a jade pillar!
The berserk energy and blood exploded, and Yuan Xinwu's impact was huge and majestic, like a powerful cannonball, which slammed on the body of the C-class ghost.

A golden sun rises from the ground!
The C-class Yin ghost struggled unwillingly, but his body couldn't help but cracked countless terrible lines!

boom--

It exploded on the spot, and only five seconds passed between the appearance and death of C and other ghosts. They only had time to swing a claw, and died under the terrifying iron mountain that Yuan Xinwu struck.

After hitting and killing Yin ghosts like Bing with one shoulder, Yuan Xinwu panted heavily, and his red skin quickly returned to its original color.

Although he is a martial arts master who has broken through the realm of transformation, but his body is already more than 140 years old.

Unlike Xiang Yuan, who is young and full of vitality, he must guard his energy and blood every day to ensure that his strength will not drop again and again.

Exploding with all his strength at this moment, the blood in his body wasted too much.

Fortunately, I finally killed this powerful ghost...

Taking a long breath, Yuan Xinwu's chest rose and fell slowly. The interval between exhalation and inhalation was as long as 1 minute. Every breath of air absorbed would absorb all the oxygen.

And just as he quickly regained his physical strength through exhaling, a dagger like a poisonous snake letter was handed to the back of his neck.

boom--

The ground shook violently, the sky shook, and a large pit with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared out of thin air in the smoke and dust of the landslide.

At the bottom of the pit covered with dense dust, the burly figure slowly stood up straight.

Looking down at the Yin Gui who was trampled alive under his feet, Xiang Yuan raised his head and smiled slightly at the shocked Yuan Xinwu.

……

In Yuan Xinwu's home, Xiang Yuan waited quietly.

In the back room beside him, Yuan Xinwu swallowed a bottle of ointment exuding a strong medicinal fragrance. This is the ointment he usually collects and refines from up the mountain for internal use. It is specially used for healing when his blood loss is serious.

Half an hour later, Yuan Xinwu, whose pale complexion gradually turned ruddy, opened his eyes.

After leaving the back room, looking at Xiang Yuan who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and waiting quietly, Yuan Xinwu cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for saving me tonight."

Seeing the old master recovering, he waved his hand to Yuan: "Senior, you don't have to be polite.

There are no less than five of the powerful ghosts tonight in the nearby mountains.

If they came together, do you think you would be unstoppable? "

Walking slowly to sit opposite Xiang Yuan, Yuan Xinwu understood.

If it wasn't for Xiang Yuan tonight, even if he didn't die, he would have been seriously injured.

If what Xiang Yuan said was true, he would definitely not be able to stop those ghosts from coming together. Once he fell, the people in Gejiagou basically had no chance of surviving.

As for whether Xiang Yuan was lying to him...

With his strength, there is really no need to weave lies.

Looking up at the powerful man sitting cross-legged in front of him, just now Xiang Yuan descended from the sky and trampled a C-class ghost alive, Yuan Xinwu saw it for real.

In addition to martial arts, this man also mastered other powers, which are simply not something ordinary people can contend with.

But since he already has such a powerful force, why is he still so obsessed with martial arts...

"I agreed to what you mentioned earlier. But I still have one condition." After a long silence, Yuan Xinwu slowly raised his head to look at Xiang Yuan.

Sitting up straight, looking directly at the martial arts senior, he said to Yuan: "Please tell me."

"You and I have a sparring match. I want to see if there is any difference between the path you take and the path I take."

"it is good!"

He agreed to Yuan Xinwu's condition without hesitation, but in fact Xiang Yuan also wanted to fight Yuan Xinwu very much.

This kind of desire has no personal feelings at all, but purely wants to confirm martial arts.

"You haven't fully recovered yet, I will give you time, and when you fully recover, we will fight again.

Before that, you can rest at ease and leave the matter of guarding the village to me. "

Not wanting Yuan Xinwu to affect the competition between the two because of the village's problems, Xiang Yuan said directly that he would help him protect Gejiagou temporarily.

……

Overnight, the position of Gejiagou's patron saint changed silently.

The old village guard that the villagers can see early in the morning has turned into that terrifying man.

Da Ma Jin Dao sat at the entrance of the village of Gejiagou, Xiang Yuan straightened his back, said nothing, and exuded a faint coercive aura from his body, which made people dare not approach.

At night, the man who sat at the entrance of the village during the day disappeared
A ten-meter-tall giant with a terrifying face, black hair and blue skin, and a strong breath of death stood majestically outside Gejiagou.

That night, not a single ghost appeared, and the guard of the giant made the ghosts frightened, and it was surprisingly peaceful all night until dawn.

For three days in a row, the ghost coveting Gejiagou seemed to have completely disappeared without appearing once.

On the morning of the fourth day, Yuan Xinwu came to the entrance of the village.

"Fully recovered?"

Looking at the old man with rounded breath in front of him, who seemed to be recovering well, Xiang Yuan showed a smile.

"It's normal." The old man also smiled.

"Let's go now, or..." Looking at the old man in front of him, Xiang Yuan hesitated to speak. After all, once he and Yuan Xinwu fought, the old man's life would completely enter the countdown.

"Let's go, I'm alone, I have nothing to worry about."

After waving his hand, Yuan Xinwu stepped out of the village, indicating that he had nothing to worry about, "This place is not suitable, I will take you to a place."

In the forest, two black shadows were swift and fast, looking at the cliffs as if they were walking on flat ground.

After a while, Yuan Xinwu and Xiang Yuan stopped on a flat mountain depression.

"The mountains and clear waters here are beautiful. Looking up from a high place, it happens to be the resting place of the old man." Yuan Xinwu was very satisfied with the view of the surrounding greenery, overlooking the streams and mountains in the distance, and his words and expressions did not have the slightest fear of welcoming death. .

"This time you and I are fighting for our lives, I will suppress other forces and fight you only with martial arts. I hope you will not hold back."

Fighting side by side with Yuan Xinwu, Xiang Yuan looked at the forest, sea and mountains in front of him, and spoke calmly.

"Of course, this is the old man's last battle. If you don't use all your strength, what's the point?" Yuan Xinwu said indifferently.

After the words fell, Xiang Yuan and Yuan Xinwu walked in two directions. After ten steps apart, they stopped.

"bring it on!"

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Xinwu yelled loudly, stepped fiercely on his feet, and a roar of a tiger roared out of the air!

The roar of the tiger is deafening, and the mountains and forests are shaking!

In an instant, Xiang Yuan suddenly felt a gust of scarlet wind rushing towards his face, as if there really was a king of the forest roaring at him!
"it is good!"

His eyes were bright, and Xiang Yuan looked excited, but he didn't rush forward.

He is waiting!
The roar of the tiger was Yuan Xinwu raising his aura and raising his whole body's functions to the highest level!
He has to wait for Yuan Xinwu to reach his peak before fighting him again!
Yuan Xinwu's roar lasted half a minute.

Xiang Yuan's clothes were rattled by the roar of the tiger, like a military flag in a strong wind.

After gaining momentum, Yuan Xinwu was shocked.

He was wearing a thin black cloth jacket today, which didn't fit him very well.

But after bursting with strength, the muscles all over his body suddenly swelled up, as if many big pythons were stuffed into the clothes, twisting and propping up the clothes.

boom--

The ground under his feet cracked, and Yuan Xinwu's figure disappeared. With a tiger attack, he came to Xiang Yuan with his arms straightened and his muscles mobilized, like a tiger's giant claws, about to twist the neck of the opponent in front of him.

"Good come!"

With a low shout, he turned towards Yuan's feet, avoided Yuan Xinwu's imposing tiger, raised his arms and bent his elbows, and smashed down hard.

Xiang Yuan's elbow was so powerful, not to mention a human arm, even a steel ingot would be dented!

Facing Xiang Yuan's counterattack, Yuan Xinwu did not evade.

The dark yellow skin suddenly turned red, and the tiger's claws continued to grab, he was actually going to exchange injuries for injuries!
boom--

With a muffled sound, the two suddenly separated!

Yuan Xinwu's sleeves exploded inch by inch, and the force of Xiang Yuan's elbow exploded and spread, even his clothes were shattered.

And Yuan Xinwu also scratched five bloodstains on Xiang Yuan's neck.

In the first round of fighting, Xiang Yuan lost the upper hand.

Touching the bloodstain on his neck, Xiang Yuan was not angry but happy: "Okay! This is what I want!"

With a loud shout, Xiang Yuan took the initiative to attack this time.

In an instant, fists and shadows intertwined on this mountain depression, the air was torn apart, and the vibrations continued, and the energy that flew out from time to time shook the surrounding trees.

It's as if there are two ancient beasts fighting and colliding here!

During the fight, Yuan Xinwu looked at the solemn man in front of him with flickering eyes.

He lived for more than 140 years. Before he was a hundred years old, he traveled in the three counties of Bazhong, Cangyuan, and Tianshui, fighting masters from all walks of life, and honed his boxing skills to the peak.

After turning a hundred years old, he retreated bravely, walked deep in the mountains and fields, comprehended the nature of the world, washed away the hostility and agitation in his body, and used this to activate his spiritual power and step into the alchemy realm.

After traveling alone for 15 years, he came to Gejiagou, where he tasted a little bit of the mundane world, and integrated more than 100 years of experience into boxing.

After the age of 140, he broke through the shackles again and entered a new realm of martial arts.

This kind of realm, he named it: Hundred Life Realm!

After stepping into this realm, the practice of boxing and martial arts has shifted from skin, muscle, and internal organs to a deeper level of bone marrow practice.

Blood is the foundation of human beings, bone marrow is strong, blood is constantly regenerated, vitality lasts forever, and the life span can exceed the limit of ordinary people, reaching more than a hundred years.

It has only been eight years since Yuan Xinwu stepped into the hundred-year-old state, and his vitality and blood have surpassed the accumulation of the previous hundred years.

If he can comprehend this state before he is a hundred years old, he can even turn his life around and make this withered old body look like a child again.

However, although the appearance of the physical body has not become younger again, the energetic new blood is also being nourished all the time, which makes Yuan Xinwu's body contain terrifying power.

Yuan Xinwu stepped forward suddenly with a water-dividing palm, and when he leaned forward, there were many ripples around his body!

Without any fancy moves, Yuan Xinwu's whole body was concentrated, and his shot was an extremely simple punch.

boom--

His complexion changed suddenly, he raised his arm to block Yuan Xinwu's punch, and Xiang Yuan retreated seven steps.

This power...

Before Xiang Yuan could react, Yuan Xinwu followed like a shadow, and the second punch had landed again!

Third punch!
Fourth punch!
Fifth punch!
……

Until the ninth punch fell, Xiang Yuan's arms were already black and purple, and the corners of his mouth were even more bloody.

"Defeat!"

The tenth punch!
Yuan Xinwu's body suddenly swelled a bit, and there was a loud roaring sound like a rushing river and roaring waves from inside his body.

For a moment, Xiang Yuan's eyes seemed to have really appeared a big river of Nujiang!

His skin was red and golden, and Yuan Xinwu's eyes opened angrily, just like the Vajra King who subdues demons in the lower world!

The qi and blood were fully stimulated, and the muscles and muscles all over his body swelled to the extreme. When he punched out, dense water ripples appeared on the surface of the fist, and the surrounding air seemed to become the bottom of the sea.

This punch hadn't hit Xiang Yuan yet, but the immense pressure had already made him sweat profusely and was out of breath!
boom--

Don't dodge, don't dodge, and resist Yuanjia!
Amidst the roaring noise like a big earthquake, the ground under Xiang Yuan's feet exploded inch by inch, and the terrifying cracks quickly spread to the entire platform, and even transitioned to the entire mountain.

The force of this fist hit the ground through Xiang Yuan's body, as if it was going to smash the whole mountain together!
click-

Both arms shattered bones, and Xiang Yuan vomited blood wildly. The body below the chest was deeply buried in the soil, and was almost blasted into the mountain by this punch!
However, Yuan Xinwu, who was about to kill Xiang Yuan with one punch, maintained the posture of punching, and did not throw No. 11 punches.

After taking a few breaths, Xiang Yuan tried his best to look up at the old man who was no longer moving, with a look of sadness in his eyes.

Enduring the severe pain all over his body, Xiang Yuan struggled to get out of the soil.

Looking at the old man with a calm face in front of him, his eyes seemed to be looking into the distance, Xiang Yuan bowed his head slightly and said sincerely: "I have lost."

"Please." After throwing a punch that defeated Xiang Yuan, the old man said.

"You say."

"Go on, take my share, and find a way forward."

"Okay!" Looking at the old man's eyes that were gradually darkening, Xiang Yuan's eyes were firm, and he answered straight away.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, the old man's breath of life was completely terminated.

Unfortunately, I can't see it...

The old man's body became icy cold, and after the punch that shook the mountain with all his strength, the energy and blood he had been holding on to had completely drained away, and he died of exhaustion.

Respectfully supporting the old man's body to lie down, Xiang Yuan moved his golden hand and started.

A group of pale golden light suddenly flew out.

It is different from other people's light clusters that range from three to as many as a dozen.

There is only one light cluster in the old man's body.

Only martial to pure!

The old man's martial arts experience was taken away, his clothes were adjusted, and he was buried in the earth.

Standing on the slightly raised tomb, Xiang Yuan used his hand instead of a knife, cut a tombstone and stood it in front of the tomb, then turned around and strode down the mountain...

"Tomb of Yuan Xinwu, the preacher"

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