Martial Arts: Starting from Fuwei Escort

Chapter 12 Valkyrie Armor

The body of the flying tiger is a different phase formed by refining the "Thirteen Taibao Henglian Shengong" into the thirteen peaks, just like the relationship between "Body Protection Golden Bell" and "Golden Bell Cover".

Qiu Mingxuan's internal energy was temporarily dissolved by Ping Yizhi's poison, and it would take at least half an hour to recover. During this half hour, Qiu Mingxuan was at his weakest stage, and also the best stage for assassination.

Ren Woxing, Ren Yingying, Lvzhuweng, Xiang Wentian, Huanghe Patriarch (Old Man and Zu Qianqiu), Sima Da, Huang Boliu, Lan Fenghuang, Ji Wushi and dozens of top masters besieged Qiu Mingxuan, which was the most dangerous situation Qiu Mingxuan had encountered since entering the rivers and lakes.

However, Qiu Mingxuan didn't panic at all, relying on the advantages of the three top horizontal training external skills of "Golden Bell Cover", "Iron Cloth Shirt", "Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Practice Magical Skills", even if the internal strength is lost, Qiu Mingxuan is still full of confidence and feels that he can defeat all enemies!
"kill!"

Qiu Mingxuan's eyes were cold, and he wore a Rakshasa grimace. He looked like a demon god. He was tall and burly, but his speed was extremely fast. Every punch and every kick contained great strength, and he was fighting with the heroes of the world.

On Qiu Mingxuan's body, bloodstains were drawn from time to time, and there were blood drops as heavy as lead and mercury, dripping with glistening brilliance, soaking his clothes into blood.

And the gangsters who besieged him were silently downsizing, or their heads exploded like watermelons; or their breast bones were shattered and they fell to the ground;

Like a lion fighting a pack of hyenas!
Every blow contained great power, which reduced the gangsters by one person, but at the same time, Qiu Mingxuan also exposed his weaknesses, and was besieged by the gangsters, leaving countless scars on his jade-white skin.

Fortunately, Qiu Mingxuan always guarded the fatal point.

During this process, Qiu Mingxuan's blood boiled, and his inner strength was constantly being cultivated, and he was recovering his former strength.

Who can survive to the end?
Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun, and the Jianghu Caomang hiding in the pine forest were all very concerned.

Linghu Chong clenched his long sword tightly and paid close attention to the battle situation in the pine forest clearing. Familiar figures fell one after another, filling him with sadness. He wanted to step forward to stop him, but he didn't know what role he should play to help out.

Ji Wushi, Sima Da, Huang Boliu, Lan Fenghuang, the old man, Zu Qianqiu, Lvzhuweng...

Until Qiu Mingxuan seized the opportunity to strike a beautiful figure in white with both long and short swords shattered on his chest, and sent it flying with a bang. Linghu Chong finally couldn't help it, and rushed forward with his sword.

"aunt!"

"Saint!"

"Yingying!"

Linghu Chong, Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian, and all the heroes of the Jianghu exclaimed, only to find that Ren Yingying was killed in the blink of an eye, and had already disappeared. The white veil was stained with blood, and fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up dust like mist.

Linghu Chong came striding forward, with an extremely sad expression, hugging Ren Yingying, who was covered in white clothes and blood, and couldn't help crying like rain.

At this moment, he seemed to have lost the most important thing in his heart, and his whole body lost hope.

He suddenly understood that in just over a month, he had fallen in love with this woman who played harmoniously with his piano and sword.

"aunt……"

Holding Ren Yingying in his arms, Linghu Chong wailed loudly in the pine forest clearing, his desperate expression made one feel poignant.

"Revenge for the holy lady!!!"

The reckless men from the Three Mountains and Five Mountains can come to Wubagang to gather righteousness, not because of Ren Woxing's status as the previous leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, but mostly because of Ren Yingying's face. Many of them have received the favor of "Holy Aunts". In the hearts of the reckless men in the Three Mountains and Five Mountains, Ren Yingying is the "Holy Goddess" in their hearts!
Now, the holy goddess was killed by the "Tsing Yi Rakshasa", which immediately aroused the indignation of many reckless people in the world. Regardless of their low martial arts skills, they ran out of the pine forest with a murderous look to join the battle group, holding a sword.

The joining of these people was like hitting a stone with a pebble, and they were all killed by Qiu Mingxuan's punch and kick.

But it was precisely because of these people that they exchanged their lives for time, so that the pressure on Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian and others dropped sharply, and they gained a moment of respite.

However, it's ridiculous to shake a big tree with a mayfly!

"Kakkaka!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of clashing gold and iron coming from Qiu Mingxuan, and Xiang Wentian's giant shark-toothed sword landed on Qiu Mingxuan's body, and instead of tearing off a hideous and terrifying centipede bloodstain, it cut on a layer of black iron gauze, bursting out a string of dazzling sparks.

This weird scene made Xiang Wentian's pupils shrink, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "Iron cloth shirt!"

That's right, with the passage of time, Qiu Mingxuan's internal strength recovered by [-]%, and he was able to gather his inner strength and let it out through his body, condensing into a layer of black iron gauze clothes, greatly enhancing his body's defense!
Moreover, as the inner strength gradually became more abundant, the black iron gauze clothing on Qiu Mingxuan's body gradually transitioned to the black iron armor clothing.

Once the black iron armor is condensed, it means that Qiu Mingxuan's martial arts has reached a new height.

The martial arts of "Iron Cloth Shirt" has been refined into ten levels, and the "Warrior Armor" has a different appearance, and its defense and attack power are unmatched!
At this time, no one spoke, but the eyes they looked at Qiu Mingxuan were dignified and shocked, as if they were witnesses to heaven and man!
"Golden Bell Jar" has been refined into twelve stages, just like the enlightenment of Buddha;

"Thirteen Taibao Henglian Shengong" is complete, just like the rebirth of Flying Tiger General Li Cunxiao;
Now, even the "Iron Cloth Shirt" has been successfully cultivated, entered the tenth level, and condensed the "War God Armor"?

Oh my God!
How enchanting is the "Tsing Yi Raksha"'s horizontal training talent! ?

This is no longer an evaluation recorded in history, but a transcendence. Even if the "Overlord of Western Chu" is alive and the "General Flying Tiger" is reborn, he may have to admit defeat in the face of the "Tsing Yi Raksha".

In other words, is this still human?

Could it be that he is some kind of demon or ghost, or the reincarnation of gods and Buddhas from the sky?

Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian, and all the gangsters were terrified, but faced with the recovery of "Tsing Yi Raksha"'s internal strength, the skyrocketing defense and attack power, and the gradually increasing pressure, they did not dare to be distracted. They gritted their teeth and persisted in fighting, hoping to kill "Tsing Yi Raksha".

Although, until now, with the recovery of "Tsing Yi Raksha"'s inner strength, the number of masters on his side has decreased.

Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian, and all the heroes of the rivers and lakes are actually already desperate, and they can see that the balance of victory is tilting towards the "Tsing Yi Raksha".

Tsing Yi Luo Sha has survived the most dangerous stage!
"kill!"

In the clearing of the pine forest, there was a sea of ​​corpses, limbs and arms, blood stained a large area of ​​land, as if converging into a stream, one after another mutilated corpses lay down in a pool of blood.

Qiu Mingxuan punched and kicked like a tiger in a herd of sheep, each move can kill an enemy.

gradually.

In his sight, only Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian were left.

This is his last enemy.

In addition, regardless of male or female, regardless of age, regardless of status, regardless of martial arts level, they were all killed by him.

Without exception!

Including Ren Yingying and Lan Fenghuang, two peerless beauties!
At this moment, Qiu Mingxuan recovered [-]% of his internal strength, and the black iron gauze clothes wrapped around his body finally condensed into a set of black iron armor, shining with a strange black and shiny luster.

In the history of Jianghu, there are only a few people who can enter this step.

Both are martial arts myths!

"It's time to end!" After the Valkyrie Armor was condensed, Qiu Mingxuan's eyes suddenly became cold, and the cold opera voice came out from behind the Rakshasa face, and suddenly his palms turned into fists, and he leaped up and blasted Xiang Wentian.

This person held a shark-tooth giant sword. During the battle, he did not know how much damage he had caused, so he had long been suffocating, and slammed the sole of his foot on the ground, like a cannonball, and threw his fist at this person.

boom!
Not surprisingly, Xiang Wentian's giant shark-toothed sword was smashed into pieces by Qiu Mingxuan's gleaming fist.

The sword body shattered and shot in all directions.

Qiu Mingxuan rushed a few feet in front of him, punched his chest hard, and completely killed Xiang Wentian's white clothes stained with blood.

"Make to the left!"

Ren Woxing raised his head and roared, Ren Yingying and Xiang Wentian died tragically one after another, Ren Woxing grinned and gnashed his teeth, his body was full of vigor and inner strength, he was dressed in a robe, his black hair fluttered all over his head, like a madman, he suddenly roared, his eyes were desperate and resolute, he clenched his long sword and charged at the "Tsing Yi Rakshasa"!
However, his actions were meaningless in Qiu Mingxuan's eyes. He slammed the long sword with his palm and pressed it hard on his chest. With a click, he let Woxing shatter his breastbone and lose his breath.

Pfft!
Let Woxing's body fall to the ground and fall into the sea of ​​blood, and there was an eerie silence in the pine forest clearing.

Even Linghu Chong's howling stopped.

The gathering of righteousness in Wubagang came to an end in this way. It was the setting sun, and the sky was full of red. There was no sound on Wubagang, and the blood on the ground reflected each other with the setting sun, which was extremely dazzling!
The strong smell of blood makes people even more physically uncomfortable.

Qiu Mingxuan stood in the middle of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, with a colorful Rakshasa face that was strange and terrifying, and his torn clothes looked like bloody clothes. His indifferent eyes scanned the audience, like a demon god.

In the next second, he glanced at Linghu Chong, and immediately the sole of his foot hit the ground, shooting into the pine forest like a cannonball, and gradually disappeared.

After Qiu Mingxuan left, the survivors in the pine forest gradually came out one by one, looking at the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, with bitter expressions, pale faces, trembling bodies, and creeping hairs.

"What a blood-clothed Rakshasa!"

Suddenly, I don't know who was muttering to himself, and all the scumbags nodded in agreement, thinking that "Tsing Yi Raksha" is no longer suitable to describe this person's ruthlessness, and should be called "Blood Cloth Raksha" instead!
Therefore, after the First World War at Wubagang, the name of "Blood Clothes Rakshasa" moved the rivers and lakes, and the world respected it like a god!

……

Wubagang, in the pine forest clearing.

The remnants of the rivers and lakes came out of the pine forest one after another, and came to collect the corpses of their friends, elders, and gang leaders.

Everyone has sad eyes and is lonely.

It was as if Qiu Mingxuan's arrogance had been crippled in the first battle.

"After this war, the heroes of the rivers and lakes from the three mountains and five mountains will not be able to recover their vitality for at least decades!"

Someone shook his head, full of despair about the future.

Some people regained their mood and came over to comfort Linghu Chong, saying: "Young Hero Linghu, please bury the holy lady, the old leader, Xiang Zuoshi, Lvzhuweng and other seniors in a place with a good geomantic omen."

Linghu Chong's expression was dull, his tears had dried up, he nodded subconsciously, and together with all the heroes of the world, he found a secluded place on Wubagang, dug dozens of graves, and buried Ren Woxing, Ren Yingying, Lvzhuweng, Xiang Wentian, Ji Wushi, Sima Da, Huang Boliu, Lan Fenghuang, the old man, Zu Qianqiu and other familiar figures.

"Jianghu..."

As the sun goes down, the lonely shadow of the cold mountain.

Linghu Chong stood alone in front of the graves, mourning alone: ​​"This is not the rivers and lakes I want!"

(End of this chapter)