Start With Lifting The Restrictions

Start With Lifting The Restrictions Chapter 119

2021-11-04

Chapter 119 Practicing Spirit

Stab La—

A sharp sword light streak across.

A white clothed Martial Artist's arm was cut open, looking at the bloody arm, the white clothed Martial Artist took two steps back, his eyes full of disbelief.

Soap clothing is Martial Apprentice, Innate is a beginner, the first test of cultivation is colorless, and the physical strength is stronger than ordinary people.

White clothed is Martial Artist, purple Innate runs through the whole body with one breath, the body is as hard as gold and iron rock, powerful as an ox, impervious to sword and spear.

But...how could the arm that covered Innate's face be broken when facing Yang Chu?

cold light is like electricity.

Before the white clothed Martial Artist came back to his senses, between Yang Chu's backhands, another sword slid across the opponent's neck. The long sword was like a Flood Dragon. Wrapped around the neck of the white clothed Martial Artist.

Scarlet blood spurted from the throat of the white clothed Martial Artist.

Yang Chu succeeded with a sword, and then went to meet the other two white clothed Martial Artists who were surrounded.

He had a real fight with the white clothed Martial Artist Disciple named Wen Qi just now.

I dare not say that I completely understood the mystery of this stage Innate, but he has indeed found many weak spots to exploit.

Second test purple's Innate's body is indeed able to make people's body look like rock leather, and it is hard to cut and cut. Hard work like Iron Cloth Golden Bell Cover is much more tyrannical, but the breaking method is actually the same.

That's the draw.

Innate covers the whole body at once, it is difficult to cut and slash, and puncture is useless, but with the strength of Yang Chu's shot, his understanding of the human body, and the accuracy of Sword Art, then he will abandon the cut and puncture, and only use the swipe to pull. enough.

In fact, if there is any Divine Weapon, even if such a trick is not used, the Innate of these white clothed Martial Artists may not be able to prevent it.

Moreover, the seven orifices of the head of these Martial Artists were not completely covered by Innate.

With these weak spots, Yang Chu faced these white clothed Martial Artists, even if their strength and speed were not inferior to him, their crude skills were enough to make him kill a chicken.

This has always been Yang Chu's strongest point, being able to clearly understand a person's weak spot, and in terms of body-mastered skills, reaching a true peak.

The precision of any action and the slightest force can be a magical realm.

Can open and close to perform various movements beyond difficult gymnastics, and can also be small and small, making micro-carvings on a grain of rice.

Following the two white clothed Martial Artists who rushed forward, they saw Yang Chu kill a same sect with two swords, and there was a look of shock on his face, but he was not afraid, instead he was left and right at the same time. moved towards Yang Chu and attacked.

One of them watched Yang Chu's long sword shoot, and actually extended the hand, trying to grab his steel essence long sword.

If the ordinary person uses these weapons, a sharp blade can do limited damage to these Martial Artists whose purple Innate runs through the whole body.

Being caught by Martial Artist may turn into a boil, or be torn into pieces.

It can be used in Yang Chu completely different, as long as it is not really hard to the level of steel, the sword edge is softly trembled under his precise control.

The palm of this white clothed Martial Artist was scratched immediately, and he followed Yang Chu's figure, avoiding another white clothed Martial Artist. The steel sword in his hand was entangled, and he immediately followed the same method. Martial Artist's neck was pulled with a wound several inches long.

Next, he swiped his long sword, stabbed his backhand, and directly moved towards another white clothed Martial Artist's auricle.

The tip of the sword was vibrated by Yang Chu's Inner sect technique, and the sword pierced through the brain.

Yang Chu pulled out the steel essence long sword again and watched the Martial Apprentices in the outer circles rush up again.

The Martial Artist in this world, the cultivation Innate, is one-of-a-kind, and seems to be rough in terms of skills, and seems to have very little use of weapons.

With a body like Steel Muscles Iron Bones, no one will go to cultivation any more weapons.

At this time, Yang Chu had a sword in his hand, but it burst out with lethality beyond their understanding.

"Kill this pariah!"

"A madman, dare to impudent in Nanhuan Town!"

"Don't be afraid, we are all chosen by heaven People, Martial Arts should be brave and diligent, fearless and dauntless!"

Those young Martial Apprentice, as well as some other men in soap, saw Yang Chu kill several white clothed Martial in a row Artist , still hasn't quit.

As far as Yang Chu could see, he could see some young Martial Apprentices. There seemed to be fear in his eyes, but he immediately became crazy with the noise of the people next to him.

The sound of puci puci rubbing against flesh and gold continued to sound.

Yang Chu has three white clothed Martial Artists who have passed the second test of Innate, all of which are nothing difficult. These are just the first pass of Innate, their physique is slightly better than ordinary people, or a few of them have entered the second test. The man in soap, almost beheaded, with no effort.

If these people run away, he will be in more trouble.

One by one, they rushed towards Yang Chu. For him, it was exactly what he wanted. In just two or three blinks of an eye, a large number of Martial Apprentice kept falling down like reaping wheat.

The steel essence long sword was in the hands of Yang Chu, like the scythe of Death God, every sword took out, and immediately took a life.

But the fighting spirit of these Martial Apprentices really made Yang Chu feel something unusual, not begging for mercy, not retreating, even a newcomer to Martial Apprentice, the bottom of the body has never smelled of mud. Washed away, but he fought hard, but he still didn't flinch.

Among them, there are also some wary ones. Seeing Yang Chu's sword in hand, no one can beat him. They all ran to the weapon racks and picked up all kinds of weapons such as swords and sticks.

But these people's cultivation base is still shallow, and they are far from being able to do everything.

Under Yang Chu's sword, I couldn't hold on for a moment longer.

In a short time, more than two dozen corpses were lying on the ground in a space similar to the Martial Practice Stage.

Some ordinary people who were just watching the fun or being forced around, watching the Martial Apprentice "shua pile", were stunned after Yang Chu's uprising.

In their memory, it seems that this is the first time they saw an ordinary person who was caught and used as a man, and was able to kill those aloof and remote Martial Apprentice and Martial Artist gentlemen.

Many people have lived for decades without seeming to even think about it.

It's not that they don't resist, it's that those who are a little bloody and unwilling, after being pulled into a pile of people, have never been able to support it.

Moreover, those people are often just facing some newcomer Martial Apprentice, and some little cubs may be younger than their children, but they are Innate-like, and they fight fiercely and tightly.

But it is such a group of gentlemen who, in their opinion, are completely invincible, and they are actually killed by a "man pile", like a fork to kill a chicken, that kind of shocking feeling is really difficult. describe.

“clang clang clang ——”

A gong sounded as if it was an invasion by foreign enemies.

There are constantly soap-clothed Martial Apprentice and white clothed Martial Artist in the South Ring Zhenliu Yun Pavilion and other corner areas.

In a small door on the east side of the nearest Liuyun Pavilion, there are four Martial Artists in white clothed and eight or nine Martial Apprentices in soapy clothes. They are the fastest.

I saw the tragic situation in the open space outside the Liuyun Pavilion from a distance, one by one eye socket cracked, roaring moved towards Yang Chu and swarmed.

"I'm afraid you won't come."

Yang Chu looked at the white clothed Martial Artists and Martial Apprentices who used a lot of them, and his face was not afraid, but his heart seemed Something was constantly being ignited and pushed up——

He suddenly remembered the scene in the last world when he saw someone setting off firecrackers on the long street at the gate of Guanghua Hospital.

At that time, Xu Xi once asked him how he felt when he saw this scene.

At that time, although he had a superficial understanding of society and class, he was by no means as profound and intense as he saw in this world.

These people's so-called true martial arts, Innate is so angry that after personally experienced, he is no longer a threat.

Of course, he also looked forward to a higher level of power.

Otherwise, these people are actually not as stressful as a few Gatling guns to him.

Yang Chu held a long sword and moved all the way towards the various white clothed Martial Artists and soap-clothed Martial Apprentices that rushed towards him, the swords were deadly, and there was a foul wind and bloody rain in the blink of an eye. .

Those powerful white clothed Martial Artists surrounded him from left to right and attacked from front to back, but he was like a swimming fish in the crowd. Cut the flesh of these men with steel swords and kill them.

"The thief is safe?!"

Just as Yang Chu was quickly harvesting the white clothed Martial Artist and soapy Martial Apprentice in front of him, suddenly there was a thunderstorm in the Liuyun Pavilion. A loud noise came out.

Boom——

A huge illusory shadow that seems to be more than ten meters high rises from the Liuyun Pavilion.

It was a middle age person about forty-fifty years old, with black hair and black beard, staring at Yang Chu below the clearing with wide eyes.

"Practice God?!"

Yang Chu thought of the practice spirit mentioned in the last sentence of "Liuyun Qi Refinement" when he saw this illusory shadow. level.

Although he is not quite clear about this level of Martial Arts expert, he still has several points of surprise to see a natural phenomenon displayed by the other party at this moment.

The illusory shadow of the middle age person raised his palm, moved towards Yang Chu, and took a picture.

The huge palm seems to carry the infinite strength of thousands of miles, which makes people unavoidable. No matter where they flee, they seem to be in the attack range of the palm.

The palm falls, it seems that the next moment's flesh and blood will be flattened by the illusory shadow of this palm.

"Well, right?"

Only, at the most critical moment.

Yang Chu suddenly felt startled, his feet suddenly jumped back, jumping a few meters away.

Boom——

The huge palm fell, and on the bluestone on the ground, there seemed to be no response except for a gust of breeze.

"Is it really interfering with my spirit?"

Yang Chu looked at the position where the palm fell, and understood a little bit of this so-called "training spirit".

His mood quickly calmed down, and his consciousness and brain completely suppressed the various begin to stir stress responses in his body.

Moment——

The illusory shadow of the huge middle age person standing above the Liuyun Pavilion, disappeared.

"Star Spirit Power, interferes with other creatures with the spirit, dominates emotions, produces hallucinations, and causes real damage."

Yang Chu backhanded two swords and surrounded the two The soapy Martial Artist beheaded, and the brain is running fast to analyze more details of the Martial Arts training level.

This is no longer a level that Yang Chu once could reach, and even a lot of Kung Fu also talks about Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

But this god, not that god, cannot be generalized.

However, this method of using mental interference to affect other people, making their body uncontrolled, and causing real harm, is really powerful.

If it wasn't for Yang Chu's complete control of his body and almost no subconsciousness, I'm afraid he couldn't avoid it at all from the palm of his hand.

The consequence is that his body, his subconscious, really thinks that he has been pressed by an indescribable palm, causing self-harm.

There are many such cases in the medical field that Yang Chu knows.

For example, cover a person's hands and feet so that they cannot see. Then, by applying anesthesia, he temporarily lost the induction of his hands and feet, and then deceived him. His hands and feet were broken and no longer existed.

After all kinds of psychological hints, this person may really think that his hands and feet are broken and do not exist.

After the anesthesia, even if the hands and feet still exist, he may have completely lost control of the hands and feet.

"hmph, it's really a bit of an ability to dare to kill people in my Liuyun Pavilion."

At this moment, coldly snorted started.

Above the several-storey buildings on the east side of Liuyun Pavilion, two silhouettes appeared.

A man wearing a purple robe, black hair and black beard, with a handsome face, is exactly the image of the huge illusory shadow that Yang Chu saw just now.

It's just that this person didn't really get angry when Yang Chu killed a bunch of white clothed Martial Artists and Martial Apprentices. It seems that the deaths of those Martial Artists and Martial Apprentices didn't take seriously. Instead, he stared at Yang Chu, seemingly interested.

Beside this middle-aged man in purple robe, standing is a youngster in orange strong suit, about twenty-seven years old, high-spirited, looking at Yang Chu from a high position, his eyes twinkling. Is intense anger and murderous intention.

(end of this chapter)