Boundless Sky

Huhu!

There was a violent gasp, and Cheng Hao and Hong Xuanji did not continue to attack, but took advantage of this short gap to quickly restore their energy and blood.

Although the fight just now was short, it was only a few breaths in real terms, but with such a few breaths of time, the two of them used almost all their strength, the kind of collision between life and death, even if it is a strong person. All of them felt a trace of mental exhaustion.

Hong Yi stood halfway up the mountain a few miles away, and did not join the battle group. Two great powers comparable to the elementary immortal realm fought each other. In his induction, two supreme gods were fighting. The invisible fluctuations swept by the terrifying will of martial arts are almost like a vast ocean, and it is difficult for him to even get out of his body with the idea of ​​the soul.

The so-called layman watching the excitement and the expert watching the doorway, in the eyes of the average powerhouse, the two simply blasted each other a few punches, set off a burst of explosion vortex, and smashed a lot of rocks and trees by the way. Although powerful, It is not invincible.

However, Hong Yi, who possesses the peak ghost and fairy strength, can naturally see how dangerous the fight between Cheng Hao and Hong Xuanji is.

Fighting between the strong in martial arts is different from the strong in immortality, the strong in immortal way is a competition on the magical powers of Taoism, all kinds of spells come and go, and the spirits fly around. Sometimes people with similar strengths fight. It can last for several months.

But the battle between martial arts powerhouses is extremely simple. It is a confrontation between moves and martial arts will. Whoever has stronger qi and blood moves, and who has stronger martial arts will, can exert the strength of crushing. Before flying in the sky, sometimes it only takes a few simple breaths to tell the winner.

"That is fist? Is it the martial arts will that the pinnacle martial sage can gradually master? It is even more weird and terrifying than the spirit attack!" Feeling the two forces of martial arts will gradually dissipate in the void, Hong Yi Murmured in his heart.

Fist, or the will of martial arts, is a unique attack method of martial arts experts. It is an attack on spiritual will. The naked eye cannot see any scene at all, but as long as it is a life with a sense of soul, it will be affected by this. Infected by the will of martial arts, a little carelessness is the end of life and death, and it is extremely terrifying!

"Your last punch is the essence of the fist?" After taking a few quick breaths, smoothing the huge blood surging in his chest, Hong Xuanji frowned and looked at Cheng Hao.

"No, it shouldn't be the essence of the fist. Your punch should only be the fur that comprehend the essence of the fist, and even the fur is somewhat reluctant. Otherwise, just a punch will be enough to kill me!"

He clapped his hands and slapped the dust off his body. Hong Xuanji seemed to have no plans to fight again. His whole spirit receded and he seemed to be ready to evacuate at any time. When he looked at Cheng Hao, he slowly spoke.

"Cheng Hao, whether it is qi, blood or fist intent, you have reached the level of immortality, but you have not yet started the cultivation of acupuncture orifices. I have a "Good Fortune Classic" here, which records more than 300 places in the human body. The measurement and cultivation method of acupuncture orifices, as long as you practice this technique and step into the realm of human immortality, it is only a matter of time."

"Good Fortune Book of Heaven?" Cheng Hao smiled, "It's not easy to get the exercises from your Hong Xuanji, right? Why, want Benhou to rely on you?"

"You don’t have to take refuge. For martial arts wizards like you, your future achievements will never be weaker than me. I don’t ask you to take refuge. As long as you can remain neutral and don’t interfere with the affairs between me and Hong Yi, this is good fortune. In the upper half of the sutra, I can send someone to the Dingguohou’s mansion tomorrow, how about it?"

Hong Xuanji's eyes moved slightly, and there was an indescribable light in his expression, as if he was expecting Cheng Hao to agree to his suggestion.

"Forget it, you are a cold-blooded person like you who can kill your wives and children. I don't dare to practice your so-called exercises!"

Cheng Hao shook his head and rejected Hong Xuanji's proposal under Hong Yi's relieved gaze. Then he waved his hand to Hong Xuanji who wanted to say something, "Benhou doesn't want to hear what you say about the righteousness of the family and the country, if you want Fight, then continue. If you don’t want to fight again, please leave. The imperial examination is coming next spring. As a scholar of the imperial examination, Benhou has the obligation to maintain his safety before the imperial examination!"

Hong Xuanji took a deep breath, seeming to be thinking about the powerful relationship, feeling that even a desperate fight may not be able to win Cheng Hao here, and his body shape backed back like a ghost, and his indifferent voice slowly moved away. Came from everywhere.

"Then Benhou will give you face to Cheng Hao. Before the imperial examination, he will no longer be embarrassed. But if you intervene in the private affairs between our father and son again, then don't blame Benhou for killing him!"

Under the cold moonlight, Hong Xuanji walked without muddy water. The moment the sound fell, his figure completely disappeared on the mountainside of the West Mountain. Except for the cold wind whistling on the mountainside from time to time, no sound was heard. .

"He just left, it doesn't seem to be in line with Hong Xuanji's style!"

Seeing Hong Xuanji completely leave, Hong Yi rushed over quickly, looking at the distant black mountain view in surprise, with inexplicable doubts on his face.

"It's normal, he's not stupid, he knows it's hard to tell life and death. If he is still fighting here, he will not be qualified to be a master!"

Cheng Hao looked as usual, but there was no surprise, "The situation in the court should still be in a tense state, and a crisis and danger are likely to be brewing! He also doesn't want to fight me here to hurt both sides and lose strength. Finally benefited by other forces!"

"That's right, Hong Xuanji is not only strong, but he has a deep mind. I have never been able to guess what he is thinking in the past ten years in the Hou Mansion."

Hong Yi nodded thoughtfully, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, Cheng Hao, you did not agree with his suggestion. I am really worried that you will not be able to stand the temptation of good luck!"

"You are so worried!" Cheng Hao looked like a righteous cloud, patted Hong Yi's shoulder, his face was full of sincerity and sincerity, "A good fortune book, how can life and death between you and me? Let's talk about it? There is no need to worry about this in the future!"

"Cheng Hao!" Hong Yi's face suddenly showed a touch of the death of a confidant, and he nodded to him, "I can meet a confidant like you, Hong Yi will live forever. This life is in vain!"

Hey, what you want is your attitude.

Seeing that Hong Yi’s emotions did not seem to be false, Cheng Hao’s heart was full of gratification. He will leave this world in a few months. Before leaving, he still needs Hong Yi, a chance harvester, to give him Get more magical powers.

The son of Qi Luck exploded to collect chances, presumably the benefits of cultivation techniques and supernatural powers should be indispensable, right?

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