Mysterious burial of the god emperor

Chapter 48 No Choice
"you wanna die!"

Zhao Yong roared and charged towards Ji Yun.

The moment Ji Yun saw Zhao Yong, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in surprise, "Foundation establishment?"

The so-called foundation building refers to the foundation of martial arts derived from the sky above it after the cultivation base has reached the ninth level of gathering spirits and the sea of ​​​​qi is filled with spiritual liquid.

Once the foundation of martial arts is formed, the martial arts cultivator can start to communicate with many mysteries in the body, and the force value will be greatly increased.

It can be said that even ten spirit-gathering ninth-level practitioners may not be able to defeat a foundation-builder who has derived the foundation of martial arts.

Ji Yun was very surprised, he didn't expect that there would be a foundation builder in the Black Clothes Gang.

You must know that in the entire Jincheng, only those few big families have the base establishment.

But now, a gang of bandits actually has a foundation-building master?

Ji Yun felt a little unreal. He might not be the opponent of the Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator now.

However, even in the current situation, Ji Yun already had a countermeasure, and even if he concentrated the sword of Jingyun in his palm.

Although the Sword of Shocking Cloud is precious, life is always the most important no matter what time it is.

While Ji Yun was thinking, Zhao Yong was already approaching. At this moment, he exuded a layer of faint brilliance, and energy factors surged around him.

Seeing this, Ji Yun was stunned for a moment, and then silently put away Jingyun's sword.

"The energy hasn't been absorbed into the body yet?"

"Hehe, it turns out that he has just broken through to the foundation-building stage, and even the foundation of martial arts has not yet spawned a fake foundation-builder." Ji Yun laughed.

The strength of the fake foundation-building realm cultivators is much worse than that of the real foundation-building realm, not even much stronger than the ninth level of Juling.

To deal with such a person, there is no need for a sword of Jingyun.

"God damn bastard, you're ruining my foundation, I'm going to tear you apart!" Zhao Yong finally approached, and a pair of huge golden fists slammed down on Ji Yun.

"King Kong Fist!"

Ji Yun snorted coldly, and moved his body sideways, dodging the punch.

Seeing this, Zhao Yong was startled, and a frightened look flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect Ji Yun's speed to be so fast.

But at the same time, Zhao Yong also sensed Ji Yun's true cultivation.

The seventh level of Juling!

Zhao Yong is delighted, the mere seventh-order spirit gathering, no matter how fast it is, it is impossible for him to be his opponent!

"You're going to die today!" Zhao Yong quickly turned his body around, his body shivered, and a pair of golden fist marks struck down Ji Yun's head.

Facing this punch, Ji Yun didn't dodge or evade. He stamped the sole of his foot on the ground fiercely, and also made a fist mark, and greeted Zhao Yong.

"Idiot, even at the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, you dare to confront me head-on, and you don't know how to live or die!" Zhao Yong sneered, increased the output of spiritual power, and blasted towards Ji Yun fiercely.

He seemed to have seen Ji Yun's head collapse like a watermelon.

"Oh!"

The fist prints of the two men slammed together, the space trembled for an instant, a strong energy swept away, the ground cracked with a cracking sound, and sand and stones flew up.

In the next second, the figures of the two flew upside down at the same time.

"how can that be!"

With a swish, Zhao Yong turned over and landed firmly on the ground. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of shock.

He was a majestic foundation-builder, but he was repelled by a boy of the seventh level of Juling? !

"Snapped!"

At this time, Ji Yun, who was about to fall to the ground, slapped the ground with his palm, turned over and landed firmly on the ground.

"That's right, even if you haven't derived the foundation of martial arts, your strength is much stronger than Hu Wei, who is at the peak of the ninth-level Juling." Ji Yun squeezed his stinging fists and said.

"Kill!" Zhao Yong has already seen that this kid is a little evil, and he dare not hold him up, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his whole body flew out like a sharp arrow, and killed Ji Yun.

"It's almost there, let's call it a day." Ji Yun's expression froze, a red flame suddenly burst out from his palm, his figure flashed, and he came to Zhao Yong in an instant.

"Oh!"

"You..." Before Zhao Yong could react, he was hit by Ji Yun's palm, his chest was pierced, leaving a horrible blood hole, his vitality was quickly lost, and he was dying.

"Hey, the foundation builders who haven't condensed the foundation of martial arts are still too weak."

Ji Yun shook his head, feeling a little regretful, he still wants to try, with his current strength, can he make two moves in the face of the real foundation-building realm.

Or maybe you want to know that a strong person in the Foundation Establishment Realm can withstand his own shocking cloud sword.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yong is really too weak.

"Wu... What is the foundation of martial arts?" Zhao Yong's eyes widened, and he looked puzzled.

"This..." Ji Yun was stunned, then understood, and felt sad for Zhao Yong at the same time.

Scattered martial arts practitioners like them have such a superficial understanding of cultivation, they don't even know what the foundation of martial arts is, let alone the foundation of condensing martial arts.

Although thousands of years ago, under the impetus of the Zantian God Emperor, the entire human race had the opportunity to practice martial arts, and martial arts academies were set up everywhere, which have continued to this day.

But no matter when, the Martial Arts Academy is just a Martial Arts Academy, and its real role is to allow more ordinary people with cultivation talents to gain opportunities to practice martial arts.

If you want to truly achieve success in martial arts, you must join a sect.

Because the real cultivation resources have been in the hands of the sect since ancient times.

In the Martial Dao Academy, at most one can only master the cultivation methods of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

The follow-up methods can only be obtained by joining the sect.

The sect was too powerful, even in the era of the Emperor Burial God, there was no compromise, no real cultivation secret method was announced, but an agreement was reached to recruit disciples into the Martial Arts Academy every year.

If Ji Yun didn't have some memory fragments of the God Emperor Burial in his mind, Ji Yun probably wouldn't know about such things as the foundation of martial arts.

"What is the foundation of martial arts?" Ji Yun looked at Zhao Yong and asked back, and then said with a smile: "You just need to tell me who told you to kill me last time, and I can spare your life, or even Let me tell you the method of cohesion of the foundation of martial arts."

At the same time, the brilliance in Ji Yun's hands was condensed, and he injected a wave of spiritual power into Zhao Yong's chest to stabilize his vitality.

"The cohesion method of the foundation of martial arts?" Hearing this word, Zhao Yong's already dim eyes brightened again.

"How about it, is this deal a good deal?" Ji Yun said with a smile.

"Hmph! Do you think I, Mr. Zhao, is a fool? After you get the information you want, I'm afraid you will kill me immediately!" Zhao Yong sneered and snorted.

"Hehe, you have no choice, or you will be beheaded by me now, is there any chance for you to survive?"

"Either take a gamble, maybe there is still a chance of survival."

As he said that, Ji Yun joined hands together, and a cluster of red flames condensed in his palm again.

Seeing the red flame, Zhao Yong was startled, hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "It's Zhuang Yu! That bastard Zhuang Yu paid for the Black Clothes Gang to deal with you!"

(End of this chapter)