Beiyin Great Sage

"Let me teach you how to do it."

Compared with Xing Wu, who is thin and weak, Zhou Jia, who is full of muscles and muscles, is like a beast, with a huge difference in body shape.

A hand move.

The double-edged ax flew out of nowhere and landed in his palm.

"boom!"

Stepping out again, the tiredness in his eyes instantly disappeared, and traces of lightning emerged from the ax blade, sweeping across his body.

A roar of furious thunder rushed to the audience.

With a radius of several feet, the howling rain seemed to be blocked by something, and it tilted in all directions to avoid the figure below.

"call……"

The wind raged.

Mrs. Xing, Xing Ruo, and Guo Ping were unsteady and backed away again and again, with panic in their eyes.

"how come?"

Even Xing Wu showed horror in his eyes, subconsciously tightened his sword in his hand, aroused the sword intent, and fought against the surging aura.

This kind of power is only the tenth rank?

Different from mortal ranks, the spirit of black iron masters transcends mortal bodies, and their thoughts are so strong that they can even forcibly arouse the power of heaven and earth.

How powerful is, to a certain extent, also means the strength of strength.

And Zhou Jia...

He was obviously just a mortal, so powerful that he could actually stir up thunder out of thin air, and even he himself had to be affected.

"Punishment five."

Looking at each other, Zhou Jia spoke slowly, and the soundtrack sighed:

"Unfortunately, you are injured."

Forced by the power of the Zilei Axe, the aura on Xing Wu's body is unmistakable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, swaying with the wind, one can tell at a glance that there is an injury on his body, and the injury is not serious.

Even so, he didn't hold back.

Holding the handle of the ax tightly with one hand, the spirit of thunder surged again.

"Be clumsy!"

Xing Wu's eyes were fixed, and the secret method was activated. The source power surging in his body was instantly condensed, and a mountain-like momentum quietly emerged on himself.

The two looked at each other from a distance, pointed at each other with axes and swords, and confronted invisible.

Although he has not done anything, the danger is more than that.

The sword wind whizzed across the field, slashing across the ground, leaving deep marks, and forced Mrs. Xing and the others to retreat a few feet before barely stopping.

The traces of electric light jumped and flickered on the muddy ground, appearing and disappearing from time to time, with non-stop crackling.

Lines of sight intertwine, and the water curtain is agitated.

It seems that two circular auras collide and rub against each other, and rainwater pours down the aura, and people can see the changes.

Xing Wu's face was solemn, and his heart became more and more surprised.

Even though he had stabilized the injury on his body, he was unable to suppress the opponent, on the contrary, the opponent's growing momentum gradually gained the upper hand.

This person……

The depth of the background is simply terrifying.

I am afraid that only when my strength is intact can I take it with confidence.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a terrifying force emerged.

Xing Wu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt the darkness, as if he was in the cage of a ferocious beast, and an indescribable sense of fear came to his mind.

No need to think about it, the instinct of the flesh has already been aroused.

firefly!

burn yourself!

The sword light flourished, tearing the rain curtain, and slashed forward.

Violence!

Zhou Jia's body trembled slightly, and he growled in a low voice. The roar shook the air, but there was no sound, only the double-edged ax in his palm burst out.

A sword, an axe, a head-on collision.

"boom……"

The violent roar directly shook everything within a radius of more than ten feet away.

The mud was flying, the corpses were moving sideways, and the torrential rain shot in all directions like infinite arrows.

Even Mrs. Xing and the others were sent flying high, their ears buzzing, their bodies lost control, and they fell heavily to the ground one after another.

Time seemed to stand still.

I do not know how long it has been.

"clatter!"

In a daze, Xing Ruo felt the sound of footsteps.

In sight, a figure in a coir raincoat carried an ax and shield on his back, and slowly disappeared into the rain.

Xing Wu stood in the middle of the field, his body swaying, his face pale, until the opponent moved away, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered and knelt down on the ground.

Chapter 023 Gambler

patio.

A figure is practicing boxing by itself.

The figure moves slowly, but is powerful and heavy, and when the punch is released, it attracts strong wind howling.

Punch out.

As far as the front of the fist reaches, the vegetation a few meters away slightly topples, and the dust on the ground is even pushed out in an arc by invisible force.

Fist fall.

Thunder rumbled, and it was clearly still three feet away from the ground. The compacted ground sank silently, and cracks appeared one after another.

Stepping, shrinking shoulders, lunging, punching...

The huge courtyard seemed to become cramped when the figure danced his fists, and it seemed that it was difficult to accommodate one person.

Every move of the figure can cause strong winds to howl, yet they are within Zhang Xu's control.

Just like a terrifying ferocious beast, its whole body is restrained, and its seemingly ordinary movements can kill or injure people when touched.

From time to time, the fists and palms change, and the momentum is like thunder. After a series of slaps, a wave of air visible to the naked eye rushes straight for more than ten meters away.

Wherever he went, he was destroyed.

Five Elements Boxing!

Run Thunder Palm!

One is Jin Huang's one-line boxing method, and the other is the inheritance of the Tie Yuan sect. It cannot be compared with the Zi Lei saber method, but its power is not weak.

If one method works, then all methods work together.

Zhou Jia, who possesses the mastery of axe technique, can still make rapid progress even if he doesn't have the talent to handle weapons, but he can still improve quickly by practicing fist and palm kung fu.

After all, in martial arts, certain things communicate with each other.

However, practicing boxing kung fu is just for him to prepare for emergencies. In comparison, weapons are more cost-effective.

"call!"

As soon as the fists and palms were retracted, there was a sudden silence in the field.

Zhou Jia's eyes narrowed slightly, his aura restrained, although he didn't make any movements, a cold wind suddenly rose in the huge courtyard, and the chill quietly permeated.

"Shh!"

The cold light suddenly appeared, and the sword light came into view.

A soft sword flashed from his waist, piercing the void.

The Yinfeng Killing Sword!

The wind was shivering and chilling, the light of the sword was breathtaking, the courtyard seemed to have suddenly entered the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, and the plants and trees in the corners were also covered with hoarfrost.

This kind of sword technique can be called appalling.

Ordinary people confronted with it, probably before they touched the sword, they would be eroded by the sword intent like a bone-eating evil wind, and died on the spot.

Black iron martial arts!

All ranks.

Martial arts pay attention to the movement of strength and mysterious moves.

Among them, depending on the different skills, there are strong ones and weak ones. The weak ones are like Cape Knife and Tiger Fist.

The strong, such as the Thunder Palm, the Death Sword, etc...

Although the moves are mysterious and explosive, they belong to ordinary martial arts after all.

As for the black iron martial arts, on this basis, it also pays attention to the will of the gods, and only by integrating the essence, energy and spirit can it display unimaginable abilities.

Among them, there are also strengths and weaknesses.

The weak are like the Thunder Axe. Only by cultivating to a very high level and with the help of foreign objects such as the Lei Yuan Stone can the power of Thunder be truly aroused.

And the Zilei sword technique is the best among them.

The sword intent surged, followed by the thunder, and its power was so strong that it crushed all martial arts.

However, it is not easy to practice this kind of martial arts successfully, and only those with sufficient energy and spirit can practice it and even display it.

The sword light in the arena kills fiercely, but when it comes to power, it is far inferior to the Zilei Axe method, but it has a charm, which is harmonious and unobstructed, and does not pretend to be foreign.

Yinfeng Killing Sword: Dzogchen!

"Shh!"

As soon as Jian Guang retracted, he shrank back to his waist, and Zhou Jia also showed a satisfied smile on his face.

The state of Dzogchen means that this martial skill has been completely understood and mastered, and the understanding of the moves in it can be called a master.

Only a master of martial arts can integrate other martial arts into his own martial arts, and then bring forth new ones and improve them to a higher level.

But how difficult is it to cultivate a martial art to Dzogchen?

Ordinary people can't,

Zhou Jianeng.

With the help of the trait of mastering soldiers, he has never had a level in the cultivation of weapons and martial arts. As long as he practices, he can increase his proficiency and comprehension.

until the Dzogchen.

Just like the life-killing sword, the thunder-running axe...

Now there is finally a black iron martial skill that he has cultivated to the state of Dzogchen.

Not only that, as early as two months ago, Zhou Jia found a sword technique that could be combined from the library of the Tianhu Gang.

Thirteen Yin Killing Styles!

This is a black iron martial art, with an astonishing killing intent and crazy swordsmanship, if a cultivator is not careful, he may become a murderous maniac.

Close your eyes.

The thirteen yin killing moves came to mind one by one.

The perception of the Yinfeng Death-killing Sword also appeared one after another, and then the thirteen Yin-killing styles were disassembled one by one and integrated into the Yinfeng Death-death Sword.