The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 198 With one enemy against the crowd, Tai Chi has no form!

"Hehe, since that's the case, I'm here to learn your master's unique skills first!"

Among the crowd, Jiumozhi was the first to speak out!
He was beaten by Feng Ji once when he was in Suzhou, but at that time he was on the lake, he couldn't swim, and he was afraid, so he lost a move and fell back to the shore.

Seeing Feng Ji again at this time, the competitive spirit in my heart was aroused again.

Now the first shot!
call--

I saw Jiumozhi's figure flicker, and he struck with his palm in the air.

In an instant, the air became scorching hot, and the heat wave came, roaring with powerful palms.

Feng Ji looked at Jiumozhi's strike, and there was a fierce anger in this palm.

On the top of Jiumozhi's head, the dharma image representing the golden-winged roc also sang, its wings vibrated, and the flames ignited.

Tantric magic, flame knife!

It's just that at this moment, this flame knife, in the hands of Jiumozhi, displayed terrifying power.

Wherever the palm force went, there was a burnt smell.

Feng Ji sneered, and without dodging, he punched out!
Bang-!
The strength of the fist broke through the air in an instant, and there was a bang, tearing the air.

The fist was violent, and the air suddenly exploded.

The two collided with a bang.

The air wave exploded instantly, sweeping out like ripples.

"Ruth-"

At the same time, a sharp cry exploded in Feng Ji's mind.

It's a Dharma phase luck attack!
However, Feng Ji had been prepared for a long time. After fighting Qiao Feng, he had already guarded against the luck attacks of these sons of luck.

At this time, his other hand suddenly pointed towards the void!
The Six Meridians Excalibur burst out!

puff!

The air was torn apart in an instant, and Feng Ji's spiritual consciousness followed the six-veined sword, and it instantly turned into a sword energy of spiritual consciousness, which shot at the golden-winged roc!

Bang-!
There was a muffled sound, and the golden-winged roc instantly wailed and screamed, and the flame wings screamed, and all of them were wiped out.

Jiumozhi on the opposite side also suddenly changed color, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff!
He retreated sharply, his face full of disbelief.

"What happened to the sense of crisis just now?"

Jiumozhi couldn't believe it. At that moment, it seemed that something important was cut by the other party.

Let fear emerge in his heart.

He has never felt this way since he became the Dalun Mingwang.

But Feng Ji didn't stop. To deal with these sons of luck, the only way to defeat the opponent is to cut their luck first.

This way of fighting is completely different from other martial arts worlds.

Boom!

Feng Ji punched again, and the person followed the punch, the fist gang whimpered and roared, tearing the air.

Jiumozhi hastily performed his lightness kung fu, and the flame saber continued to slash out.

However, the flame knife met Feng Ji's innate qi, and the moment they collided with each other, all of them dispersed.

That Jinpeng Faxiang didn't dare to make a surprise attack even once.

Seeing this, Feng Ji couldn't help sneering: "If you don't do it, I will do it!"

Immediately, he raised his hand suddenly, and the six-veined divine sword shot straight at the top of Jiumozhi's head.

Jiumozhi was horrified for a moment, and the sense of crisis resurfaced again, and he hurriedly shouted: "You guys still want to make a move?"

"Master, I will help you!"

Murong Fu had already paid attention to the battlefield, and when he saw Feng Ji, his eyes were red, and his anger was already welling up.

Especially when he saw Feng Ji holding Wang Yuyan's hand, he felt like being cuckolded.

All kinds of memories of that day in the mill came to my mind, and I thought to myself: "The old and new hatreds are merged."

"Canglang—"

But seeing the long sword in his hand unsheathed, it came from Jiumozhi's side in an instant.

I saw this sword cut towards Feng Ji's right arm, drawing a big circle, with strong sword energy and internal strength.

Feng Ji glanced away from the corner of his eye, and saw the top of Murong Fu's head, the Dharma figure that represented Asura had already opened his teeth and claws.

"Hmph! Jiumozhi and Murong Fu, you are not qualified enough."

With a sudden wave of Feng Ji's right palm, the Great Teleportation of the Universe was displayed.

With the saber energy of the Flaming Saber in his right hand, he slashed towards Murong Fu's long sword with a puff.

Bang!
The energy of the two collided, and Murong Fu frowned: "Is it the method of energy transfer? Although it is not as good as my Murong family's, it is quite wonderful."

But Jiumozhi turned pale with shock, and was mixed with shock and anger: "Mr. Murong, when did this person steal the secret knowledge of the Yi family's fighting and turning the stars?"

Murong Fu said in a deep voice: "Look, master, this is the unique skill passed down in my family!"

But seeing Murong Fu's long sword slashing in a circle, the sword and saber energy suddenly turned around on his long sword, and slammed into Feng Ji!
With this pulling and pulling, he actually bounced back the attacks of the two to Feng Ji with the method of turning around and moving the stars!
Feng Ji suddenly laughed wildly: "What a trick, what a turn of events!"

I saw Feng Ji turning his fists into palms, embracing Tai Chi, and with his peerless inner strength, he instantly sucked the tip of Murong Fu's sword.

He stomped his feet on the ground, and the momentum of Tai Chi followed the trend, pulling it like a circle, and all the strength was melted into his palms.

But seeing him swaying his body left and right, this energy was going round and round between his arms, and the turning became smaller and smaller, and it dissipated in an instant!
The light in Feng Ji's eyes was bright, and he suddenly thought: "Taiji produces Liangyi, and Liangyi produces all phenomena. This is the Taoist method of transforming thousands of things into one."

"Since I can take away the opponent's inner strength, use the power of Taiji to break the whole into pieces and dissipate into nothingness, isn't this the meaning of the Tao without form?"

At this moment, Feng Ji seemed to catch something, and he was very pleasantly surprised!

"Can I use the Tai Chi method taught to me by Zhang Zhenren to deduce the Taoist harmony technique, return everything to chaos, and enter Tai Chi from Vientiane?"

At the moment, he intends to no longer use horizontal kung fu and the six-meridian sword to face the enemy, but can rely on the Tai Chi Sutra to deal with the opponent.

But seeing that Murong Fu's sword skills are complicated, countless sword stances swept towards him, and the sword energy flowed with the sword light, roaring fiercely.

On Jiumozhi's side, sometimes he used a flaming saber to attack Feng Ji, and sometimes he used Wuxiang Jiezhi and other Shaolin skills to sneak attack Feng Ji.

Regardless, Feng Ji drew circles with his arms, constantly drawing energy and attracting the opponent's strength.

At the same time, in his mind, the spiritual consciousness was running, and as his arm drew a circle, the pattern of Tai Chi Yin and Yang gradually emerged.

As soon as the pattern came out, his mind was shaken, and he felt two dragon roars vibrating from above his head.

Immediately, the two dragon-shaped lucks were forcibly pulled into the Tai Chi spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The golden dragon is located in the white area, and Duan Yu's dragon aura is located in the black area. The two are continuously rotating with the Tai Chi transformed by the spiritual consciousness, getting weaker and smaller!
Feng Ji felt as if his whole soul was flying, and every pore in his body was breathing.

Suddenly, Feng Jifu's soul came to him, and Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou" automatically appeared in his mind.

"Those who are suitable for the wild, eat three meals instead, and the belly is still sure; those who are suitable for hundreds of miles, sleep with pounded grain, and those who are suitable for thousands of miles, gather grain in March."

"Northern Darkness Divine Art absorbs people's internal energy, and it can accommodate all rivers and rivers, making it strong."

"But what if this method is not used to absorb the internal force of others' hard work, but to absorb the aura of heaven and earth?"

"What if this method does not use the acupuncture points and meridians to absorb the qi of the heaven and the earth, but absorbs the aura of the heaven and the earth through the pores?"

Feng Ji thought for a moment, and his mind was empty.

In the mind, the Taiji yin and yang are rotating, and the spiritual consciousness is magnified, and it seems to be able to detect the faint spiritual energy swimming in the sky and the earth.

He subconsciously operated the Beiming Divine Art mental method to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

In an instant, countless auras entered the body, wandered through Feng Ji's body, and returned to various acupoints.

He had already entered the innate, and his body was full of true qi, but as the aura of heaven and earth entered his body, he immediately discovered the difference.

The aura of this world is obviously much purer than that of Yitian World. Although it is thin, its purity is extremely high.

And the zhenqi in the acupoints in the body also quickly thickened and viscous, as if changing from a gaseous state to a liquid state.

Feng Ji had no joy or sorrow in his heart, and he completely entered the "Xiaoyaoyou" description of "the world praises it without persuading it, the world criticizes it without adding frustration, it is determined by the distinction between inside and outside, and the debate is about honor and disgrace."

The mind is empty, and the Tai Chi spins, the luck of the golden dragon and the luck of the eight dragons in it are quickly refined by Tai Chi!

But outside the spiritual world, the battle is still going on.

At this time Ding Chunqiu, Duan Yanqing, Yue Laosan and Ye Erniang also joined the battle.

These people besieged Feng Ji together, each resorting to their best skills, desperately attacking Feng Ji's dead spots.

Feng Ji didn't dodge, he suddenly sat upright on the spot, beside him, the air current was surging, whirling and whistling, forming a huge circle.

The big circle covers the small circle, and the small circle covers the small circle.

Faintly, a huge Tai Chi pattern, centered on Feng Ji, completely enveloped all directions.

No matter how everyone attacks, no matter how they use their inner strength, once they fall around Feng Ji, they will disappear instantly, as if they never existed!
During Feng Ji's exhalation and inhalation, faintly in harmony with the rhythm of heaven and earth, his figure unexpectedly floated up slowly, floating in the air.

This scene shocked the Shaolin faction not far away.

Master Xuantong couldn't help but be astonished: "This... what kind of martial art is this? How can you control the sky out of nothing?"

Su Xinghe's face was also full of shock, and a look of excitement appeared on his face instantly: "This... This is the realm of Taoist Tai Chi without form!"

"That Duan Yanqing, Ding Chunqiu, Murong Fu, Jiumozhi, which one is not the world's greatest martial arts master, the ultimate master, so many people besieged him alone, and they couldn't even get close to him!"

"He...he has entered the Tao! He has entered the Tao!"

Su Xinghe was excited, and suddenly shouted with ecstasy: "Master, master! Great joy!"

Su Xinghe turned his head, slammed into the wooden house in the air, and opened the secret room with a bang.

But on the beam of the house, a few ropes were pulled up, and a person was hanging.

The man couldn't move at all, his face was handsome, his hair was black and scattered on his shoulders, and he couldn't tell his age.

"Galaxy?"

He opened his eyes, eyes full of vicissitudes of life.

With a plop, Su Xinghe knelt on the ground and cried, "Master, master, someone outside has entered the Tao!"

Wu Yazi suddenly opened his eyes, the eyes were full of energy.

"Entering the Tao? You... Are you serious?"

Su Xinghe kept kowtowing: "Look at it!"

Before Su Xinghe could speak, Wu Yazi suddenly took a deep breath and blew hard against the wall!
call--!
Boom!

Immediately, the entire wall collapsed, and a breath of stellar energy turned out to be so powerful!

Su Xinghe stepped forward to break other objects that blocked his view, so that Wu Yazi could see the outside situation.

Wu Yazi looked into the distance, seeing the strange air around him and the changes in spiritual energy, he couldn't help showing excitement.

"It's spiritual energy! He is indeed absorbing spiritual energy!"

"How did he do it, how did this happen?"

Wu Yazi yelled excitedly, nearly 70 years of self-cultivation also collapsed at this time.

His beard trembled slightly, and he looked at the center of the airflow, only to see Feng Ji sitting out of thin air, the surrounding airflow swirls, and the huge spiritual consciousness draws the aura of heaven and earth, forming a huge aura outside the body, which faintly presents a Taiji pattern.

Wu Yazi couldn't believe it, his beard was trembling, and his eyes were full of excitement.

This is the realm he has pursued for many years, but he has only heard about it from his master, but has never really experienced it.

For so many years, he practiced "North Ming Divine Art" hard, but he still couldn't get the point.

"That's... Ding Chunqiu!"

Suddenly, Wu Yazi noticed that Ding Chunqiu was among those people who were entangled by Tai Chi!
This made him furious instantly, and vaguely, he saw above his head, a Yaksha Qi Luck Phase roaring and vibrating.

The moment the yaksha dharma image appeared, Jiumozhi and Murong Fu immediately raised the dharma image on their heads.

The two of them seemed to have had a chicken blood shot in an instant, they shot almost at the same time, exhausted all their strength, and waved their palms violently.

Boom!

Above the heads of the two, luck violently rioted with fists and palms, and exploded with a roar.

Immediately, the two staggered and flew out of the Taiji circle, and finally escaped from Feng Ji's Taiji circle with the help of luck.

The four villains, Ding Chunqiu and others were not so lucky.

These few people in the Tai Chi circle were torn apart by the aura of heaven and earth almost in the blink of an eye, their energy drained rapidly, and they screamed and wailed.

This aura of heaven and earth is the most primitive innate qi, without the innate realm, it is naturally unable to resist it.

The flesh and blood of several people quickly dissipated and turned into pieces of meat, howled in the aura, and soon turned into pieces of flesh, which fell to the ground with a huff, smashing into mud.

Such a terrifying scene really made all the martial arts practitioners present turn pale with fright.

"This... what kind of martial art is this? It's so terrifying?"

"This vicious circle is really weird."

"Who is this person? In the martial arts world, when did such a terrifying master emerge?"

……

As soon as Ding ChunQiu died, those disciples under him screamed strangely, they couldn't even flatter them, they all ran away for their lives.

With the help of luck, Murong Fu and Jiumozhi escaped from Feng Ji's Tai Chi circle by chance.

At this time, he looked at those pieces of meat with a face full of horror, and his heart couldn't be more frightened.

If they hadn't been able to escape from the battle circle at a critical moment, they might end up like this.

For a moment, the two were filled with fear and fear, and there was no longer any attachment.

The two looked at each other, turned around and fled immediately.

Murong Fu's vassals, Bao BuTong and others hurriedly followed and left quickly.

Wang Yuyan yelled on the spot: "Cousin...Cousin!"

She was full of tears, but when she saw Murong Fu leaving without looking back, she felt ashamed for a moment.

At this time, Feng Ji slowly opened his eyes, and there was a faint flow of Tai Chi in his eyes.

He landed lightly, the surrounding aura dissipated, and the Tai Chi circle dissipated automatically.

Taking a look at the corpses all over the floor, Feng Ji already understood what had happened, and he couldn't help shaking his head slightly: "Why court death?"

Immediately, he turned his head to look in the direction of the wooden house, and met Wu Yazi's eyes.

Wu Yazi couldn't help laughing, and said: "Congratulations, fellow Taoist, you have entered the Dao."

Feng Ji also smiled slightly, walked towards Wu Yazi, and said, "I can enter the Tao, so I must thank you."

Wu Yazi was taken aback for a moment, a little confused.

Feng Ji did not immediately explain, but said: "Fellow Daoist Wu Yazi, I have something to ask you."

Wu Yazi smiled: "Please."

Sitting in front of the chessboard, Feng Ji asked, "What kind of sect is the Xiaoyao Sect?"

Wu Yazi couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, and then took a deep look at Feng Ji: "It seems that you have come into contact with a lot of people and things from my Xiaoyao Sect?"

Feng Ji didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out the secret books of "Beiming Shengong" and "Little Wuxianggong" in his arms.

When Wu Yazi saw the picture scroll recording "Beiming Shengong", he couldn't help but understand immediately.

He sighed: "Have you been to the Langhuan Jade Cave?"

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "I have been."

"How are Qiushui and my daughter doing?"

"The building has long been empty, and the Langhuan Jade Cave has been evacuated. Now your daughter has married to Suzhou and has become the wife of Mantuo Villa."

As he said that, Feng Ji waved his hand suddenly, and suddenly the majestic true energy gushed out, and immediately directly used the technique of capturing the dragon to pull Wang Yuyan from a distance.

It was just this move that shocked Su Xinghe, who was on the side, dumbfounded.

There may be people in the world who know how to capture the Dragon Kung Fu, but those who practice this skill need supreme internal strength as their foundation.

But as far as he knows, no matter how strong a person's internal strength is, the dragon catching skill can only catch the target at a distance of five or six feet.

However, Feng Ji was several tens of feet away from Wang Yuyan, and he could attract her with a light wave of his hand.

Such internal strength is really unimaginable, and it has already surpassed the scope of martial arts.

"She is……?"

When Wu Yazi saw Wang Yuyan, his expression was shocked and his face was full of surprise.

"Your granddaughter, Wang Yuyan."

Wang Yuyan was already in a trance at this time, her heart was ashamed, and she didn't have the heart to listen to Feng Ji and Wu Yazi's conversation.

Her heart was full of misery, and her cousin actually abandoned her. Could it be that she really had no place in his heart?
Wu Yazi couldn't help asking: "Yu Yan?"

Wang Yuyan remained silent, Feng Ji said: "Her sweetheart has left her, let her be sad for a while."

"Oh, idiot." Wu Yazi sighed.

Feng Ji asked: "Fellow Daoist, you haven't answered my question yet."

Wu Yazi looked at the picture scroll on the ground, and sighed, "Xiaoyao Sect...is not a martial arts school in the ordinary sense. The Patriarch of my sect is actually a Taoist cultivating immortality and pursuing longevity."

Feng Ji was not surprised, just quietly listening to him talk about the origin of the Xiaoyao School's inheritance.

(End of this chapter)