Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 21 Hunting (new book please recommend)

In the quiet room.

Fang Xian is standing upright.

His posture at this time is very strange, neither a dragon nor a tiger, nor a snake, a crane, or a monkey. Instead, he stands casually like an ordinary person, occasionally stretching his body and stretching his waist.

"I form a fist!"

"'I' is my heart like a knife, cutting through all obstacles, and 'shape' is the human body! Explore the mysteries of the human body!"

The five-shaped boxing master's technique is natural, and he obtains a trace of charm from the forms of various beasts, and his intentions are very high.

"But the human body is a great treasure!"

"Furthermore, warriors will not be able to become ferocious beasts in the end, so all forms and meanings will eventually return to their original human body!"

Fang Xian closed his eyes slightly, and with every movement, the energy in every part of his body was continuously integrated.

Whether it is the strength of the tiger, the strength of the flying crane, or even the unique strength brought by the three shapes of dragon, snake, and monkey, they are constantly fused, but it is difficult to penetrate.

"The admiral's breath is relaxed, his feet are bumped, his feet are thrown together, his elbows are raised, his palms are turned over and his hips are dropped, and his mind is six in one."

"It is difficult to unify the strength of the five-shaped boxing. It is precisely because of the lack of the last sixth form-my form!"

Fang Xian closed his eyes and meditated, as if he saw his own translucent body.

A brand-new strength is added to the five-shaped boxing strength, based on itself, to accommodate the five strengths.

The six energies merge into one, transforming into brand new energies, which travel through the whole body and reach all limbs.

"This new strength can be named 'Hunyuan Jin'!"

Fang Xian felt as if his body was wrapped in warm spring water, and he was constantly sweating. The impurities mixed with the sweat were expelled from the body.

Not only that, his body was abruptly raised a bit, his muscles bulged, and the curves of his body became extremely perfect.

At this moment, his five senses and six senses seemed to have improved to varying degrees.

"This is... a great achievement in horizontal training, automatic tendon-yielding and marrow-washing?"

"I have already reached the peak of acquired martial artist, and if I improve further, I will become innate!"

"It doesn't seem to be very difficult!"

Although Fang Xian felt that if he went to practice the "Sapphire Heart Method" at this time, he would be [-]% sure to develop true energy, but he didn't do it.

This is a stupid thing to buy a basket for a pearl!
At this point, as long as it is natural and the qi and blood are complete, you can practice kung fu horizontally and become congenital.

"It's just a little dirty..."

He sniffed his arms, shook his head, went to the tub next door, and began to rinse his body.

During the steaming, Fang Xian's eyes flashed:
……

[Talent: Eye of the Profound Cave]

【Hunyuanjin: Dacheng】

……

"The five-shaped fist and the six-in-one fist become Hunyuanjin?"

"This mentally handicapped golden finger finally moved?"

Fang Xian's expression changed slightly, recalling the scene where he created the Wo Xing Fist and finally integrated his strength into one.

"It seems... a bit too smooth. Although I have already had inspiration, the follow-up difficult hurdles are all rushed over. Could it be that there is a golden finger to help?"

He thought about it for a long time, but he had no idea, so he could only put these aside.

……

a few days later.

Fang Xian walked out of the inn.

He was in an extremely sensitive state at this time, and immediately felt several gazes falling on him.

"There are so many people who are following you, you really think highly of me..."

"The patience of the Wuxingmen and the Zhang family is about to be exhausted, right? If I continue to shrink back, even if there are other forces in the city who pay attention to me, maybe they will directly attack and kill me..."

Fang Xian put on a green shirt, smiled suddenly, and walked towards the city gate.

In an instant, many spies rushed back to report.

"I'm going out of the city now, it's tantamount to putting myself on the stove, it can be said to be dead..."

In fact, offending Wuxingmen and the Zhang family, there is still a way to survive.

After all, his strength is astonishing at such a young age, and he is likely to advance to innate talent in the future, which has investment value.

Whether it is the 'Leng family', or the declining government, Jinfengdriyulou and other forces, they are all likely to accept themselves.

But Fang Xian is really tired of these carelessness.

"And... the state has been adjusted to the peak these days, and the blood energy is boiling and perfect, and the true energy is naturally generated, but there is still a layer of membrane, which cannot be broken..."

"Judging from the various legends of masters I have seen before, I lack fighting... Madman Chu also keeps fighting to support his battles and advances by leaps and bounds. This is not madness and survival!"

"Six strengths merged into one, metamorphosis into Hunyuan, and after changing tendons and washing the marrow, I don't even know how strong I am! Wuxingmen will probably send an innate master this time! If I can't beat it, I should be able to escape."

Fang Xian kept thinking, and came to the gate of the city.

"Fang Shaoxia, I'm from the Leng family."

There, there was already a middle-aged steward waiting, his face full of confidence: "The government dare not intervene, now in the entire county, only my family can keep you... as long as you..."

Fang Xian didn't even look at it, just walked by like a stranger.

The middle-aged steward was left there, his face turned blue and white, and he waved his sleeves after a long time: "Hmph! This son is really insane, there is no cure!"

……

Fang Xian walked out of the city and quickly found a forest to get in.

Although he wanted to break through by fighting, he wasn't courting death!
If you are surrounded by a large number of Wuxingmen warriors on a flat land, and then cooperate with horses and sharpshooters... then the innate master may not be able to please.

On the contrary, by using the complex and rugged terrain, with his [Eye of the Profound Cave], even if he jumped off a cliff, he still had a way to survive.

He has been a hunter since he was a child, and he has a lot of experience in the jungle, but he disappeared into the depths in a blink of an eye.

A moment later, outside the forest, horseshoes rumbled.

"Dismount... chase!"

Ao Xiong brought Zhao Yi, Gong Hufa and others to the edge of the forest, his face livid and ordered.

……

three days later.

Fang Xian was lying in the grass like a tiger preying on it.

Using the terrain to manipulate and lure him, he has fought against the pursuers several times in the past few days, and he has figured out the number and strength of the opponent.

Now is the time to harvest!

"This time, that kid will definitely be hacked into pieces. Hall Master..."

A voice came from far to near, it was the palace protector!

"Don't call me Hall Master anymore, I've already been dismissed..." Zhao Yi had a sullen face, his body was in pain, and he used the long sword in his hand to push away the grass from time to time.

He was extremely regretful.

Why do you have to embarrass that kid?Just for this incompetent guy in front of him?

Unfortunately, it was too late.

But the Protector Palace still kept chattering, which made him even more disgusted.

Suddenly, Zhao Yi moved his ears and heard a terrible wind.

Whoosh!

A black shadow leaped out from the grass, with its arms outstretched, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food!
"It's him!"

Zhao Yi blocked with a long sword, his right hand felt a sharp pain, he couldn't help but backed up again and again, his heart became even more awe-inspiring, could he not hold up even one move against this junior?
The next moment, he saw Fang Xian pounced and grabbed his right shoulder, like a hungry tiger tearing apart a sheep, half of his body was torn apart, and blood flowed horizontally.

'I really shouldn't... be an enemy of this person. '

When Zhao Yi's consciousness gradually became blurred, there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes. At the last moment of his life, he raised his left hand, and an arrow in his sleeve flew into the sky.

(End of this chapter)