Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 94 The strongest opponent, inextricably linked

It was as if four walls suddenly appeared in the front, back, left, and right sides, lifted up from the ground, and slapped towards Yang Ming in the middle.

But Yang Ming didn't panic at all.

Rumbling--

The four earth walls were squeezed and collided together, shattered into slag, and clods and stones flew everywhere.

If there were ordinary people standing in the middle, they would probably have been squeezed into meat sauce.

But looking at Yang Ming again, there is no trace of him now.

At the moment when the siege was completely closed, Yang Ming relied on his body skills to avoid it in an instant.

"So strong infuriating!"

For a moment, Yang Ming only had this idea in his mind.

Because he discovered that the opponent's zhenqi was not generally strong, and it didn't match his age or his cultivation level at all.

Yang Ming himself is because the zhenqi has been purified, and at the same time, he has the unparalleled internal strength blessing like the Yi Jin Jing, so both the thickness of the zhenqi and the speed of recovery can be called abnormal.

But the holy boy on the other side seemed to be on par with him!

And just now when the opponent's true energy was shot, after approaching, there was a strong bloody aura.

Although it was only a short contact, it already made Yang Ming dizzy.

This is not an illusion, it seems that the opponent's attacks have the effect of confusing the mind.

Yang Ming opened the distance in an instant, and had already lost track of him within sight.

Mu Gaofeng was still searching around, but Shengtong didn't even bother to turn his head, he just moved his fingers.

Suddenly, that bloody smell reappeared.

Yang Ming didn't even think about it, and immediately dodged.

Sure enough, a blood-red snake-like object rushed forward from behind.

He almost had an intimate contact with the back of Yang Ming's head.

Yang Ming turned over in the air, only to notice that this little snake was transformed by the opponent's true energy.

Missed a hit and collapsed.

And the opponent's zhenqi was completely different from what you usually see, and it turned out to be a strange blood red!

This was the first time Yang Ming saw it.

The sneak attack didn't work, Shengtong thought it was a pity, but continued to move his fingers.

The blood-red true energy immediately turned into several strands, flying towards Yang Ming quickly.

"What the hell is this?"

Yang Ming looked back, and was surprised by the holy boy who was still standing there without moving.

The opponent's true energy can be released so far?
Isn't this a skill that can only be mastered after reaching the state of concentration in the legend?

But no matter how the opponent looked at it, he was still not a big realm ahead of him, but the attack was indeed sharp.

"found it!"

Seeing a clump of dense branches in the distance explode with a bang, Mu Gaofeng was overjoyed, and rushed over by himself without Sheng Tong's orders.

But as soon as he landed, Yang Ming's figure had disappeared again.

Just as Mu Gaofeng stopped, he suddenly raised his head and saw the sound of fighting coming from ahead.

With his own dodge, Yang Ming has already fought Shengtong!

It's just that both of them fight fast. Needless to say, Yang Ming's light-hearted kung fu, this holy boy is also really fast. He has a special and weird movement method, and he can follow Yang Ming closely.

At this time, in Mu Gaofeng's line of sight, only two figures could be seen appearing, disappearing, and reappearing non-stop. Every time he caught the other's trace, after a few moves, he disappeared again.

See you again, it's in the next place.

The expression on Mu Gaofeng's face was very ugly.

Shengtong is powerful, he knows it, and he can accept it in his heart.

After all, it was built by the Sun Moon God Sect with all its strength, and it inherited the mantle of the two elders.

However, I didn't expect Yang Ming to be so powerful.

Mu Gaofeng has always relied on his lightness skills to be good, but since he came here, he has been left behind many times, and he didn't even keep Yang Ming's figure, like a useless waste.

Immediately, Mu Gaofeng felt that he had lost face, and clenched the stick in his hand even more, ready to give Yang Ming a fatal blow.

At this moment, the sound of fighting nearby suddenly disappeared, and suddenly fell into a calm.

But the figures of Yang Ming and Shengtong disappeared, and the surroundings seemed extremely empty.

For a moment, Mu Gaofeng didn't know who had won, leaning his back against a big tree, and focused his attention on vigilance.

Yang Ming's agility and lightness skills are higher than him, but Mu Gaofeng is not bad in terms of frontal combat power.

If Yang Ming attacked him directly, it might be difficult for the two of them to tell the winner in a while.

At this time, Yang Ming squatted on a treetop not far away, only feeling dizzy and bored for a while.

He had a lively fight with Shengtong just now, but Yang Ming clearly felt that every time he attacked him, the weapon in his hand would freeze a bit, as if it was getting heavier and heavier.

Moreover, the bloody smell lingering around him became more and more serious, which made Yang Ming feel sick.

If this situation continues, it will inevitably affect one's sanity and thinking, and become more and more dull.

This didn't even mention the opponent's equally sharp and violent attacks. Almost every wave of attacks tested Yang Ming's true strength.

As expected of a Holy Child of the Demon Sect, he really has two brushes!
Yang Ming sighed in his heart. Among the inner meridians, the Yi Jin Jing was running crazily, continuously replenishing a large amount of true energy.

At the same time, he took out two pills and took them.

One of the elixir is Qingxin San given to him by Yujizi before, which has the effect of detoxifying and calming the nerves.

Afterwards in Qingzhou City, Yang Ming had someone identify it, and at the same time asked Bai Tong, there was nothing wrong with the pill, it was indeed a miracle medicine from Yaowang Cave.

The other one is the small amount of Qi Gathering Pill that he collected precious materials with great difficulty and was refined by Bai Tong, which is also a precious medicine of Yaowang Cave.

Sure enough, immediate results.

Under the dual effects of Qingxin Powder and Yi Jin Jing, Yang Ming's sense of boredom was immediately weakened, and the effect was reduced to almost nothing.

The Qi Gathering Pill filled his meridians again.

Yang Ming shook the knife in his hand.

The bloody aura from before seemed to have an effect on the weapon as well.

But Yang Ming's Heavenly Candle Sword only vibrated once, and immediately let out bursts of clear sounds.

After some fighting, Yang Ming has already confirmed that the opponent is coming for him.

And the opponent is only tough, it can be said that Yang Ming is the most formidable opponent among all serious opponents.

Compared with picking stars, Tian Boguang is much stronger.

It's definitely not as good as Zhao Huaian, but before Zhao Huaian made a move to test Yang Ming's sword skills, he didn't really fight, and he didn't have any hostility.

After a little tidying up, Yang Ming stepped out again.

At the same time, the Holy Child of the opponent also appeared from the hiding place, and after the two collided in the air, they separated immediately.

"Elder Mu, hurry up, don't let him run away!"

The voice of the holy child who could barely see the figure came.

Mu Gaofeng immediately chased after him as he said.

His agility may not be able to keep up with Yang Ming, but he still has the ability to roughly lock the opponent's position and take advantage of the gap between Yang Ming and Shengtong.

Mu Gaofeng is always ready.

As soon as Yang Ming was slowed down by Shengtong, Mu Gaofeng immediately stepped forward to support him.

The opponent couldn't hold on for a while.

Yang Ming seemed to know their plan, and kept moving to distance himself.

Shengtong tried to hold him back several times, but failed.

What it brought was the crazily consumption of the evil blood energy in the Holy Child's body!
Not to mention Yang Ming, even Shengtong himself was amazed.

This kid is wickedly tight. After fighting for such a long time, he doesn't seem to be affected by his bloody aura in the slightest.

Shengtong saw that the opponent was only at the early stage of Qi Gathering Realm, but he was full of true energy and hit more and more, so he couldn't guess where the opponent's bottom line was?
You know, Shengtong himself fought with his strong foundation and various secret techniques.

But the more so, the more fiery Shengtong looked at Yang Ming.

It seems that besides the cold air, there must be other secrets on the other party.

Yang Ming insisted on walking with one hit, constantly pulling distance and space with them.

But now, the demon cult members behind didn't have time to follow, and the three of them had already reached the depths of the woods.

The terrain here is already ups and downs, going round and round, not ordinary flat land.

Shengtong chased after him, and once again shot with blood evil spirit.

Obviously it rushed to Yang Ming's back, but the bloody aura of this blow was transmitted crazily in the ground, and then rushed out from Yang Ming's front.

Every time Shengtong makes a move, the angle of attack seems to be unpredictable.

This also brought great pressure to Yang Ming.

He shot with the sword wind, but his figure had already stopped.

Mu Gaofeng saw this opportunity and swung his stick to attack with all his strength.

Again, this is an opportunity to perform well in front of the Holy Child.

And just now Mu Gaofeng felt that he lost face, and now he wants to get it back!
Mu Gaofeng and Shengtong had already formed a corner.

But suddenly, Mu Gaofeng's stick stopped, as if the air was frozen, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't press it down.

In the next second, Shengtong also hurriedly distanced himself from Yang Ming and looked up.

Qiao Feng stretched out his hand flatly, and Mu Gaofeng's attack was completely blocked.

The next moment, Qiao Feng closed his palm slightly, and Mu Gaofeng, a dignified Saibei Ming camel and a well-known master, unexpectedly floated towards Qiao Feng uncontrollably.

Anyone could see that he was completely restrained.

"Ah! How is this..."

Mu Gaofeng still wanted to shout, but Qiao Feng had already blocked his voice with a burst of true energy.

Qiao Feng didn't even look at him, but his curious eyes kept scanning Shengtong's body back and forth, revealing surprise and interest from time to time.

"Brother Yang Xian, this guy seems unusual and very troublesome. Brother Wei still owes you two conditions. If you open your mouth, Brother Wei will help you take care of this monster himself."

Qiao Feng's voice came, but the tone was extremely relaxed.

Half of what he said was serious, and half of it was a bit of a joke.

To be honest, Qiao Feng wanted to pay off Yang Ming's favor as soon as possible, and then solve his parents' enemies, so that he could go out with A Zhu to herd horses and sheep, and live the life of a fairy couple.

But Qiao Feng wasn't so narrow-minded, too careful.

Regardless of whether Yang Ming is the opponent's opponent, or whether he can speak up, Qiao Feng will help him out.

Yang Ming could leave before, but he just learned that he was locked by some holy boy of the enemy, so he wanted to stay, so as to avoid future troubles.

Qiao Feng is Yang Ming's biggest reliance and backing.

"Need not!"

Without further ado, Yang Ming waved his hand.

But the last word hadn't finished yet, and Shengtong's voice had disappeared in place.

"Want to run!"

Yang Ming stepped forward.

The surrounding air was very quiet, and there was no one escaping.

But Yang Ming had a clear goal, he rushed forward and slashed out at the same time.

Yang Ming's sword technique has gone through countless battles, and also withstood the test of Zhao Huaian, Tian Boguang and others, it is extraordinary.

Before the knife fell, the surroundings were already surrounded by wildly rolling knife intentions.

At the same time, the blade of the treasured sword in Yang Ming's hand expanded countless times in an instant, as if Yang Ming was leaping in midair, holding a machete more than ten meters away.

boom--

The phantom of the giant knife hit the ground, and the dust immediately flew up.

A deep groove appeared directly.

At the same time, a figure flew out from under the ground.

It is the Holy Child!

This guy, no wonder he couldn't see it just now, but he still knows the method of earth escape.

But the moment the Holy Child appeared, he turned from defense to offense, never falling into a passive position.

As he stretched out his hands and feet, the surrounding earth and rocks split by Yang Ming were all condensed by his own bloody true energy, and then rushed towards him.

Yang Ming also did not take a step back.

In this case, the fight is the momentum of both sides.

Those who retreat lose momentum.

Yang Ming stepped forward directly in the void, waving the blade in his hand one after another.

But when he rushed closer, the figure of the holy boy had disappeared.

Yang Ming's figure sank, and suddenly, the ground under his feet seemed to come alive, turning into waves. At the same time, Yang Ming's feet had already touched the ground, but they were still sinking.

Shengtong used his manipulation of earth and rocks to trap Yang Ming's feet.

It is obviously a very hard ground, but now Yang Ming is standing on it, as if he is standing in the mud.

From the cracks in the surrounding soil, a large amount of blood-red true energy seeped out at the same time.

If you don't look carefully, you will think that you are surrounded by overwhelming blood.

But even if Yang Ming was mentally prepared, he was amazed when he saw this situation suddenly.

The blood-red true energy covered the sky and covered the sky in a short time.

At the same time, there is also the familiar erosion of sanity.

For a moment, Yang Ming seemed to have many voices in his mind.

That was a wide range of emotions, all without exception very pessimistic and negative.

There seemed to be a lot of people in a mess, shouting incessantly in their ears.

Fortunately, Yang Ming has Yi Jin Jing and Qing Xin San, and he has fought fiercely many times, and his willpower is not usually strong.

The zhenqi just circulated through the meridians, and immediately suppressed these messy voices.

Keep your spirit platform clear.

Amidst such blood-red true energy, the opponent kept attacking from various tricky angles.

But the real holy child's position is very unpredictable.

Qiao Feng, who was watching the battle from the air, couldn't help being even more surprised when he saw it.

This devil's holy boy doesn't look so powerful either!
Qiao Feng even faintly began to worry.

Yang Xiandi was in the center of the vortex, and he didn't know if he could hold it. Although he didn't say anything, Qiao Feng would definitely not let him have an accident, and he would definitely rescue him when it was time to act.

At the same time, Qiao Feng has been keeping a close eye on his surroundings to prevent the two concentrating powerhouses from the Devil's Cult from arriving suddenly.

(End of this chapter)