Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 40 Winds and rains, fight for your life!
"Ok?"

Standing in the rain and wind, Yan Wudi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You are not a martial arts master."

His tone was firm.

"You are a practitioner in the Qi refining period!"

Yan Wudi's eyes were dim and he walked slowly towards Ji Qiu, who was tens of feet away.

For a moment, the warriors on both sides circled around in fear.

The current situation is beyond their comprehension.

First, Yan Wudi Beiming's whale-swallowing skill was unstoppable, and then the young monk from the Xuankong Temple stretched his sleeves and could call the wind and the rain!

Such a scene has never been experienced by these masters in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help being shocked.

As Yan Wudi walked around, his body was full of true energy, which rose from his dantian and flowed through his limbs.

The qi and blood were boiling from under his skin surface, and the violent wind and rain that fell all over the sky couldn't get close to him. As soon as he touched him, he was directly evaporated and turned into nothingness!
"It seems that I really underestimated it."

"How can the celestial family who refine qi succumb to my Da Ming sect?"

"but."

Yan Wudi suppressed his smile, and there was a wave of enthusiasm in his eyes.

"I, Yan Wudi, have killed innumerable powerful enemies in my life. I don't pay attention to many experts from seven sects and eight veins, martial arts families, ten hidden sects, and so on. That's why I call myself invincible."

"However, I have never killed a fairy yet!"

"Monk, Yan, I have changed my mind."

Yan Wudi's voice fell slowly, and then he stepped on his feet and jumped up, facing the monk in robes who was not affected by the wind and rain, he sternly shouted:
"I, Yan Wudi, have also seen the fairy trail before. I only hate that I don't have the fate of the fairy, so I wasted in the mortal world."

"Today, Beiming's Whale Swallowing Kungfu has achieved great success. I think I am not weaker than you so-called Qi Refining Immortals. The right time, place and people are all there. Let me, Yan Wudi, come and see the so-called majesty of the Immortal Family!"

Boundless zhenqi was attached to both palms, facing the stormy wind and rain, Yan Wudi did not show timidity because of Ji Qiu's display of Qi refining method, but ignited an extremely strong fighting spirit, and immediately made a move in his hands!

Soul Chaser!
One of the Zhenzong martial arts of the Ming Dynasty, there are a total of sixteen moves, the moves are fierce and tricky, and they are also extremely weird.

Thinking about it, even if Wang Jianglong, the head of the Subduing Dragon Sect, came in person and used his lifelong skill of Subduing Dragon Palm, he might not be able to get anything cheap in his hands.

"Come, fight with me!"

This amazingly talented leader of the generation of demons danced in black robes, with a fierce fighting spirit, and rushed directly in front of Ji Qiu, with both palms of luck, in an instant!

Like a fierce tiger, his fists and palms transform, and his strength penetrates!
Not to be underestimated!

Regarding this, Ji Qiu naturally would not underestimate Yan Wudi.

"Lei Yin, knot!"

The white-clothed monk stepped back a little to avoid Yan Wudi's first strike, and the Dao seal outlined by the spiritual energy in his hand was instantly condensed.

The thunder mark that shone with purple glow manifested in Ji Qiu's hands, and it was used for the first time to defend against the enemy.

"go with!"

After the seal was formed, Ji Qiu looked up at Yan Wudi, who was flying and approaching again, pushed the formed thunder seal forward, and gave a soft scold!
Crackling!

The heavy rain poured down, and the thunder mark with purple glow, which was electrocuted by contact with the rainwater, spread rapidly at the moment, and blasted on the face of the black-robed leader in an instant!

Bang!
There was an explosion, and there was only a 'sizzling' sound in the air, which was the aftermath left by the formation of the thunder seal and the blasting of all the spiritual energy in it.

But looking at it at this time, Yan Wudi's figure has already stepped back several steps in a row.

Even the originally invincible momentum has been completely contained.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Lei Fa, is this the Lei Fa of your Qi refiners!"

With fanaticism in his eyes, Yan Wudi's complexion was scorched black at this time, and his hair, which had been baptized by the combination of rain and electric light, was even more unbearable.

He watched his palms were bloody and bloody, but he didn't care at all. Instead, after choking twice, he asked excitedly with unparalleled excitement and devotion.

"It's such a terrifying power, it's even more terrifying than the strongest martial art in the martial arts world!"

"Although it's just a cohesive mark, I can feel the power of heaven in it. It's really terrifying!"

"It's a pity that Yan has no chance to practice this method, what a pity."

At the end, Yan Wudi said a few more words of emotion, quite regretful, as if he was unwilling because he could not practice this method.

"However, today I can fight to the death with Qi refiners like you, and I have no regrets!"

"I'd like to see whether I, Yan Wudi, who has practiced martial arts so far are stronger, or you, a Qi-refining immortal family who have set foot on the road to immortality, are stronger!"

As the words fell, Yan Wudi's eyes turned red, and the skin on his body began to congest.

There was madness on his face.

This scene fell into the eyes of the Da Ming sect master who was fighting with the righteous master, but it almost made them scream out.

Burning Blood Dafa!

Is the leader crazy? !

Even if you lose, you can take the congregation to evacuate, so why use such a desperate technique?

This blood-burning method is a secret not taught by the Great Ming Sect, and it has great damage to the human body. Using it once can make the whole body's blood boil and increase the combat power several times, but the price paid for it is a full loss of half a year. Shouyuan!

Even if one has achieved martial arts innate talent, a grand master can only live to be more than a hundred years old.

Yan Wudi is nearly fifty this year, how many years will he have to live after using this technique?

Not worth it!
But ordinary people, how can they understand the pride of this Demon Cult leader.

In Yan Wudi's heart, martial arts are superior, and there is no retreat!

In the battle of life and death, how can there be any talk of escaping? If he really retreats, his martial arts mentality will definitely be lacking in the future, so for him who has cultivated martial arts all his life, he might as well die!

What's more, the thunder mark just now caused him a lot of trauma. If he didn't use this burning blood method, he would have no chance of winning.

Therefore, he must use this desperate method!

"Monk, let's do it together?"

"I think the leader of the Demon Cult is wrong. He wants to fight you with his life!"

"This person is full of true energy, which is comparable to ordinary Qi condensing monks, and should not be underestimated!"

Zhao Zhenzhen reacted very quickly at this time, he wanted to draw out the wooden sword in a flash, and cast the method of Dao sword.

But Ji Qiu stopped him.

"Brother Zhao Dao doesn't need to do anything."

"Although this person has killed too much, Xiang Wu's heart is extremely clear, which is rare in this world."

"Such a generation deserves to be called a master!"

"Just stand aside for me, don't let someone take advantage of this opportunity and ask the poor monk to take action today to fulfill his long-cherished wish!"

Such a warrior, regardless of his character, but his temperament, is enough to be admired three points.

Therefore, Ji Qiu is also willing to give him respect as a warrior.

Of course, the premise of all this stems from Ji Qiu's self-confidence.

Even if Yan Wudi is famous for being unparalleled in the world, so what?

He believed in himself.

Never lose!

With a wave of Ji Qiu's sleeve robe, he controlled the Qinghong sword with spiritual energy, then retreated instead of advancing, with his toes lowered a little, the sword formula in his hand was immediately deployed, and the palm technique of Yan Wudi's chopping, frequently opposing moves!

For a while, the wind and rain all served as a foil.

(End of this chapter)