One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

However, the only child of the widower was helped by Han Husheng's family in life, and because of publicity, Shuniang was of the same age, so he became a baby. However, Han Chengyi passed away early due to a hidden illness in his early years, and his wife died again and gave up on the relationship. However, Han Husheng and Zhang Yang are getting closer, treating him only as his own son.

"Chichi!"

As soon as he entered the medicine barrel, Zhang Yang's forehead couldn't help but sweat.

The cracking stele hand is a sturdy martial arts, every move and every style must be repeatedly tempered, and the cultivation method is also the most common, it is very difficult to reach the realm of training, I am afraid it will take more than fifteen years of hard work.

Zhang Yang is good at water, whimsical, practicing boxing in the water, oppressing the human body. Although the effect is wonderful, the hidden dangers are also great.

Thousands of kilograms of weight are constantly pressed, and even the masters who have perfected tendons do not dare to support it. Zhang Yang just gave up his life to cultivate at the bottom of the river just as soon as he gathered his strength. Of course, it was extremely dangerous. Under heavy pressure, the whole body muscles, bones and bones, and even the internal organs were damaged. All of them rely on self-taught medical skills, and daily conditioning did not damage the roots, but they also left many hidden diseases.

"Although I picked most of the medicinal materials for conditioning, there are still a lot of them that have to be purchased at a high price. Nowadays, I am still catching the monro fish extinct. I have to find other ways to make some money!"

At dawn the next day, Zhang Yang got up early, bid farewell to Han Husheng, and entered Mt. Yuan with the medicine basket on his back.

There are dozens of peaks, large and small, with a radius of hundreds of kilometers. The forest is dense, and I don't know how many creatures have been bred. As soon as Zhang Yang entered Mt. Mt. Yuan, he did not stop at the low peaks, but went straight to the highest peak of Mt. Mt. Mt.

Wuyuan Mountain is not a famous mountain and strange peak in the world, and it is not very steep. Most of the peaks are flat and even ridge-like. Therefore, there are many hunters who enter the mountain to gather medicine and hunt.

Although there are endless medicinal materials in Lingshan Daze, I am determined to pick some rare medicinal materials from the previous year. Therefore, I have to go to those inaccessible places.

The highest peak of Zengyuan Mountain is close to the Mengshui River and close to Guiku Gorge, and a side stream runs across it. The highest peak that the nearby mountain people call Jitianfeng is all two, and it is said to be the work of immortals.

The mountain road is steep, but Zhang Yang is now successful in martial arts, reaching the realm of training muscles, and his whole body is condensed, grabbing stones and stepping on vines, like a monkey, stable and stable, although the distance is not less than fifty miles, at noon, the highest peak will meet Tianfeng It was in front of Zhang Yang.

After taking a breath, he was about to arrive at the Jietian Peak in one breath, when Zhang Yang suddenly felt something was wrong.

The mountains, old forests, insects, beasts, birds and poultry are now when they are looking for food, but now it is silent, like a rainstorm is coming.

"Good guy, did I really catch my luck?" Zhang Yang realized that it was wrong, and was not surprised, so he climbed up a tall old tree, stood on the canopy, and took a closer look.

I saw the surrounding birds fleeing frantically, and about two miles away, a hanging white tiger was rushing towards Zhangyang.

"Okay, okay, okay! I'm successful in training muscles now, just to try the boxing technique and get some money!" Zhang Yang was overjoyed and called three "good" words, jumped off the tree, took off his coat, and used it with medicine. Put the basket in a safe place, sink your mind, and wait for the tiger to appear.

The tiger is so delicious. It smells human flesh from a few miles away. He doesn't care about the daily food around him, and he rushes straight to Zhangyang. The clouds cover the top, the strong wind follows, and the distance is two miles away. As soon as it suddenly appeared, it would make a violent attack and squeeze the publicity.

"Good job!"

Zhang Yang gave a violent drink, bowed his head, and dodged the rushing tiger claws, and then stood violently, using a gesture of the stelebreaker, holding the stele!

Holding the stele pose requires a lot of strength, you need to train the realm of tendons, and the whole body strength is condensed into one, forming hundreds of kilograms of force to display. Now Zhang Yang, of course, must try this power!

It was difficult for the Dangbai Tiger to take advantage of the air, and he was about to rush to Zhang Yang's head, but Zhang Yang's two arms suddenly stretched out and grabbed the Diaobai Tiger's waist severely.

Bronze head and steel tail, hitting a snake by seven inches, with a flamboyant gesture, he grabbed the key to hanging the white tiger. Then the blue veins in both hands burst, the strength was used to the limit, and with a loud roar, he threw the tiger out fiercely.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, a towering tree was interrupted directly by the steel tail of the hanging white tiger. It turns out that the white tiger has been dominating the mountain for many years, and its predation skills have long become instinct. Although it can't make a single blow, it is caught and slammed by a blow. However, using the steel tail to reduce its force, although it is publicly thrown onto the boulder, there is no It hurts the bones.

"Good beast!" Zhang Yang couldn't make a single blow, and took the posture, "I have never fought with people, just use you to hone and hone the boxing skills."

The hanging white tiger was exposed to publicity. Although it did not hurt the bones and bones, it became cowered. However, it was nostalgic for food and was reluctant to leave. It just wandered around, looking for opportunities to make a fatal blow.

Although the hanging white tiger was on his side, Zhang Yang was not in a hurry, recalling the essence of the family's martial arts cracker's moves, and quietly waiting for the hanging white tiger to attack again.

The Diaobai Tiger is always paying attention to the publicity. Now it seems that he is lost in thought, consciously the opportunity is coming, and he jumps sideways, the steel tail curls, and it hits directly.

Zhang Yang had been prepared for a long time, and a "copy" trick swung the tiger's tail aside.

The profound meaning of boxing, all kinds of changes, inseparable, bounce, bounce, grab, pick, drill, punch, pull, cleave, copy, chop, cut, swing, seal, stabbing, smashing and other methods, publicizing the hand that is used to crack the stele, It is also a combination of these changes, fusion, and physical changes, combined with the use of strength skills, to form extremely powerful moves.

Nowadays, Zhang Yang sees tigers ferociously, and he is happy with hunting, and wants to use it to practice his basic skills.

The tail of the hanging white tiger was not painful, but it was even more fierce. All kinds of predation methods were used together, and the Wuthering Mountains and forests were forced to be thrilling everywhere.

Zhang Yang is like an old monk sitting in meditation, staying still, resolving the tiger's attack time after time. The two went back and forth for hundreds of rounds. The hanging white tiger did not hurt Zhang Yang. The hanging white tiger is also the beast spirit in the mountain. Although he has no wisdom, he still feels. When it was wrong, I had a retreat in my heart, and I jumped sideways and wanted to escape.

However, Zhang Yang allowed it to escape and realized the feeling in his heart. He jumped onto the hanging white tiger's back, opened bow left and right, grabbed the tiger's front paws with one hand, the whole body was violent, and his strength and body were violently torn!

This time the strength has grown again, with a strength of eight hundred jin!

"Woo!"

With a scream, the hanging white tiger was actually torn apart by Zhang Yang. The tiger's blood flew a few feet away, and only moved a few times before completely dead.

"Good fellow." Zhang Yang hurriedly closed the tiger's front paws and turned his body upside down to prevent the tiger's blood from continuing to spray. ..