The Invincible Myth of Wuxia

Chapter 56 Fudo Ming Wang Gong

Song Pingsheng sneaked all the way, and found that there were many night walkers in Suiyang City in the dark night, and among them were the existences of Xiantian Realm.

When he came to the White Mansion, all the previously damaged buildings had been rebuilt, and the number of patrols and guards had also more than doubled.

However, these servants of the Forged Body Realm couldn't even notice his existence. As a mysterious martial art, Ben Lei Xuanxu, with his current state, if he used it with all his strength, even people in the mid-innate stage couldn't keep up with his speed.

When he came to the study room last time, he found that the inside was abnormally quiet. He carefully sensed the location of the blood species and confirmed that it was here. Came in through the window.

Looking at Bai Ling lying on the table in the study room, Song Pingsheng covered his face, but he could still feel the sneer on the corner of his mouth. Today, this person will be completely wiped out from this world.

He reached out his hand and landed on the top of Bai Ling's head, stimulating the blood god in his body. The blood species, which was originally only the size of a walnut, frantically devoured the energy, spirit, flesh and blood in his body.

In fact, the blood species that has grown to the present level can completely control Bai Ling's words and deeds, just like a virus, everything in his body is controlled by the blood species, and the true energy used in daily cultivation is also blood kind of released.

It's just that Song Pingsheng urgently needs to restore the true energy of the Blood Tribulation Devil Art, and the blood species that contains about [-]% of Bai Ling's skill is a great supplement to him now, and it may be able to reduce him to less than [-]% of his usual strength. The true qi of the Blood Tribulation Demon Kungfu recovered to about [-]%.

After continuously activating the Blood Gang Shen Sha for half an hour, Song Pingsheng noticed that the blood in Bai Ling's body had increased in size. He immediately stopped exercising, and the Blood Tribulation Demonic Art in his body was sucked back like a whirlpool. The blood species in the opponent's body.

As the blood seed returned to his body, Song Pingsheng felt a sense of hunger, as if he wanted to devour the blood-filled blood seed immediately.

Throwing the shriveled Bai Ling's body aside, Song Pingsheng meditated on the spot, quickly refining the blood and recovering his skills.

And when he was practicing the Blood Tribulation Demon Kungfu, in the Baijiami room last time, Xu Huan, who was meditating with his legs crossed, suddenly opened his sharp eyes and frowned slightly, as if he was wondering something.

Turning around, he asked Bai Muhan, who was also meditating next to him and recovering from his injuries, "Patriarch Bai, is there anyone in your mansion who is practicing magic?"

"What does Xu Shangshi mean by this? My Bai family is not top-notch. Where do I go to practice the incomparably mysterious demonic martial arts? I knew that those martial arts would have disappeared more than 1000 years ago." Bai Muhan didn't know why Xu Huan asked this. , replied in a daze.

"In this case, it means that the person who injured you last time is here again, and is lurking in your Baifu to practice demonic skills. It happened that my senses, which have been trained in Buddhist wisdom, noticed this wave of demonic energy. "Xu Huan said with a heavy face. I didn't expect that person to be so bold and go to Bai Mansion to practice magic. Didn't he know that a few of them existed?

Bai Muhan and Ying Lian looked at each other, showing a look of hatred. Since this person came here again, now that they have Xu Huan, they should be able to keep each other.

The three got up tacitly and quietly concealed their presence. Xu Huan led the way and quietly sneaked into Song Pingsheng's study.

Bai Muhan had a bad feeling in his heart. This place was where his eldest son often practiced in seclusion. How could the devilish energy come from here?

Xu Huan stopped, stretched out his hand to stop Bai Muhan, who wanted to go in, and said secretly: "Don't alert the enemy yet, you two guard the exit outside, I will go in to test it out, and watch my signal when the time comes."

However, he carefully concealed the aura of his whole body, for fear of alarming the practitioners inside. He did not dare to take it lightly if this person could seriously injure Ying Lian and Bai Muhan.

Song Pingsheng had just finished refining the blood seed at this time, and felt the true energy of the Blood Tribulation Demon Art in his body. Now he is not only this martial art, but even the Tiangang Divine Art and Ming King's World Record are about to reach the peak level of the innate early stage , the next step is to prepare the compressed infuriating gas for liquefaction.

When he stopped his exercises and stood up to leave the study, his senses were extremely sharp due to practicing the Record of the Ming King's Coming to the World, and he immediately noticed that someone was approaching him in secret, and he was already less than ten meters away.

Xinsheng was vigilant, and Song Pingsheng directly used his most powerful defensive martial art at the moment, which was recorded in the Ming Dynasty - "Fudo Mingwang Gong".

Suddenly a Buddha's light flashed, and the whole body was like a vajra infusion. On the exposed skin of the black night clothes, one could vaguely see the golden energy flowing on the surface of the bully.

Xu Huan, who was approaching him and preparing to make a sneak attack, saw the scene in front of him and knew that he might have been exposed. He took action decisively, pulled out the waist knife hidden in his waist, and used his strongest sword technique, Qianlang Dao's "Baizhang Fei". waterfall".

The single sword in his hand goes from top to bottom, the light of the sword flows out, like a snow-white waterfall cutting towards the top of the opponent's head, the speed and ruthlessness of the sword, even Song Pingsheng was shocked, this person's sword is the best he has ever seen The strongest man.

Seeing this fatal knife, Song Pingsheng tried his best to mobilize King Ming's Descendence Record, and exerted Fudo Mingwang Gong to the extreme that he could achieve so far, and then managed to measure his head so that the other party quickly, accurately and ruthlessly slashed at his own. on the left shoulder.

"Crack..." The sound of metal colliding filled the ears of the two of them. After blocking the opponent's fatal knife, Song Pingsheng came without indecent assault, and attacked the opponent's heart with a move of "Great Virtue Vajra Fist".

Although this move is only a move in the body forging stage, but with the blessing of King Ming's descending to the world record god-level kung fu, its power is not inferior to the real-level move at all.

It's just that most of the martial arts he uses frequently are mysterious martial arts, so he gradually despises this boxing technique, so that he hasn't used it for a long time.

However, the power of the "Vajra Fist of Great Virtue", which contains his power of eight successes, is quite astonishing. When he punches with one hand, it is as if he is still performing the "Fudo Mingwang Kungfu", and his fist is still glowing with golden light. At the same time, because of the extremely fast speed, sparks flickered faintly.

Xu Huan just woke up from the fact that the opponent was actually practicing Buddhist body-building exercises, and immediately felt the punch full of power and killing intent. He didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.

However, at this time, he saw a sneer from the other party's bright eyes with his mouth and nose covered, and then he felt a sharp pain in his chest, blood gushed up in his throat, and the air was extremely sweet , A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

And the sharp knife he picked up was also chopped on the opponent's arm at this time, and there was also a sound of metal collision, as if being cut on a piece of pure steel arm, and even the jaw of his right hand holding the knife was numb.

It was only then that I realized that when the "Baizhang Flying Waterfall" slashed at the opponent's shoulder just now, it didn't seem to have broken the defense of this person, but the magical body protection skill blocked it.

Everything happened so fast that he didn't react, so he responded to the enemy according to the previous thinking, but suffered a big loss directly.

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