Chapter 561 Two broken realms

Li Er punched Chen Pingan for the last time, which was very different.

Li Er asked Chen Pingan to do his best, and he could use any means to try to see how to last longer under his punch.

Chen Pingan was a little confused. He was the bottleneck of the Sixth Level of martial arts, but Li Er was the one who had returned to the Tenth Level of martial arts. Even if he resorted to unscrupulous means, what was the point?

Li Er said with a smile: "I will be measured in my punches this time. It will only interrupt the connection between your many methods. To put it simply, you just punch. You just treat it as if you are fighting with me." A great enemy of life and death is fighting. Your opponent relies on you because your level is too high, so he despises you. At the same time, he doesn’t know your current base. He only regards you as a pure martial artist with good foundation, and just wants to consume you first. Use all your pure energy, and then slowly kill and vent your anger."

Chen Ping'an became more and more puzzled. Could it be that he could use tricks, deceit, and tricks other than punching. Can all be used?

Li Er did not explain more, "Don't take it too seriously, otherwise I will think that you dare to despise your mortal enemy. My last punch will make you cough up blood on your bed at Lion Peak for half a year."

Li Er turned around and went to the ferry, leaving Chen Pingan at the door of the hut.

Li Er stood at one end of the boat holding bamboo wormwood and began to hold his breath and concentrate. After half a stick of incense, Chen Ping An walked towards the ferry.

Li Er glanced at it and couldn't help but smile.

The young man was barefoot and rolled up his trousers but not his sleeves.

I didn’t forget to carry the sword fairy that I got from the Fu family in Old Dragon City.

Li Er nodded and said: "Board on board."

In an instant, Li's hand chopped off the bamboo shoots on his head, and Chen Ping'an, who had already twisted the square-inch talisman in his sleeve, It had disappeared out of thin air. He stepped on the stone wall of the Xianfu cave waterway and took advantage of the momentum to bounce away. After several trips back and forth, he was already far away from the boat, man and bamboo in an instant.

When Chen Ping'an landed on the water, he stepped on the water with his waist bent, slid out, pressed the water with one hand, causing ripples, and suddenly stopped, with the soil talisman on the two walls and the horizontal flow talisman in the water, and the talisman's spiritual light. It exploded with a bang. Chen Ping'an twisted his wrist slightly, and a short knife appeared in his right hand. The seal was engraved with the word "Chaolu". The other hand, Muxia, which had not yet appeared, was taken from the Gelu Mountain Assassin.

The front end of the bamboo grass seemed to have landed on the ground, but it did not really touch the ground. Instead of creating a ravine on the ground, the Gang Qi did not even raise any dust. This is the result of a great master of martial arts. The fist intention has been extended and released, and it has reached the state of doing whatever it wants.

In front of the boat, the water surface surged and gravel splashed everywhere. There was a man in a green shirt with a figure of lightning speed, rushing towards him in a straight line, holding a knife in both hands.

Li Er put away the bamboo wormwood, turned around and looked around, and said with a smile: "It's so fancy, it's quite scary."

Li Eryi poked at the bamboo wormwood casually, and the boat slowed down under his feet. Slowly moving forward, Chen Pingan turned his head to avoid the bamboo grass, twisted the square-inch talisman on his left sleeve, and disappeared in a flash.

Li Er held the palm of Bamboo Root loosely, then held it again. Without turning around or turning his head, Li Er stabbed the Bamboo Root back. Chen Pingan, who appeared behind him, was stabbed directly in the chest. , slamming into the bottom of the water, if Chen Pingan didn't turn slightly sideways, only the green shirt was cut, revealing a trace of blood and white bones, otherwise Li Er, who said he "underestimated the enemy" and "measured his attacks", would have probably nailed this piece of bamboo grass directly into Chen Pingan's chest.

The boat under Li Er's feet continued to move forward slowly. There was no need to hold it up at all. A pure martial artist in the ten realms was what Li Er called "full of spirit and a perfect man." Once he showed his true energy, Sheng, Li Er could easily fill the entire waterway with fist energy.

Li Er smiled and said, well, you kid took advantage of the situation. You actually used dozens of water talismans in one go, and they exploded at the same time. It was barely enough to turn the world upside down.

Li Er gently held the bamboo wormwood tightly, and there was a buzzing sound, and the strong energy was shaking. One person and one boat continued to move forward, neither fast nor slow, and no water dripped close to the people and the boat.

Li Eryi stamped his feet, and there was a muffled thunder under the water. Li Eryi was a little surprised, and he no longer cared about Chen Ping'an under the water. He came from the stern to the bow, glanced at the wall in the distance, and went to the boat under his feet. Like an arrow, a piece of bamboo shoots away.

The Yin Shen, who left his body and traveled far away without a sound, used the Ghost Ax Palace to carry tablets and talismans to hide on the wall early. Many of the previous ones were all deceptions.

I never thought that Li Er would still see through easily.

Yin Shen had to avoid the powerful and heavy bamboo grass. With this movement, his true identity was revealed. He was a young man in white with a folding fan at his waist. Even though he was running away in a bit of embarrassment, he still had a sense of dignity. With a smile and an ethereal figure, he was like a fairy on the mountain. When he left the stone wall, Chen Ping'an pinched the sword with his two fingers and pulled out a snow-white sword light from the center of his eyebrows. Although Jian Chuyi was not a sword cultivator's natal flying sword, after sharpening his sword's edge on the Dragon Slaying Platform, he reappeared in this world with a powerful momentum.

Li Er's bamboo grass had never touched the stone wall before. He bent his arm slightly, took away the bamboo grass, and beat the flying sword Chu Yi until it trembled and crashed into the stone wall. It was just a movement of his fist. The ordinary bamboo root was actually not damaged at all.

Li Er smiled and said, "Are you coming?"

A sharp flying sword that looked like a swordsman stabbed Li Er's back from behind.

Li Er didn't care at all. He had enough fist power to protect him like a god, and he was the most indestructible armor in the world.

Li Er exclaimed, "Do you just hate the imitation sword made by Jianshan?"

Because the menacing flying sword was easily deflected by the fist. .

The third fastest flying sword flew straight towards the back of Li Er's head.

At the same time, the first flying sword, whose sword light was like a white rainbow, wanted to get close to him again.

Li Er was also a little helpless, "This is a bit annoying."

Li Er let go of the bamboo shoots and disappeared in a flash. The next moment, he held three flying swords in his hands. Brilliant sparks flew from the palm of my hand.

When Li Er returned to the boat, the bamboo grass seemed to be hovering in the air, not falling at all. Li Er was actually going back and forth too fast.

Li Er imprisoned three flying swords with one hand, pressed the palm of one hand against the end of the bamboo shoots, pushed hard, and the small sword under his feetThe boat rocked lightly.

The Bamboo Wormwood flew away at a slight angle, directly piercing Chen Pingan's abdomen and nailing him into the bottom of the water. The Bamboo Wormwood castration was shocking, not only knocking Chen Pingan's back to the bottom of the water, but Bamboo grass still passes through the abdomen.

Li Er took action ruthlessly.

Chen Pingan’s response was even more brutal.

Slapping the bottom of the water with the palm of his hand, it was as if he had pulled out the bamboo root, and with the help of the square inch talisman, he disappeared instantly.

Li Er smiled and did not beat up the drowned dog. He had agreed to treat it with contempt.

One good thing about Chen Ping'an is that he doesn't know the pain, or in other words, his shots will be very stable before he dies.

Some so-called martial arts geniuses, the more seriously injured they are, the braver they become in fighting, but it is inevitable that there will be some sequelae. Not after a big battle, but during a big battle, they are exchanging fist power for fighting power. If both sides are fighting , the realm is comparable, of course such a person can survive to the end, because a pure martial artist cannot only have the courage of blood and the anger of a common man, but if there is none at all, he should not take the path of martial arts. But once the realms of both parties are slightly wider, such actions have both advantages and disadvantages. Perhaps the best result is to successfully exchange lives with the stronger one.

The fighting between warriors seems boring and boring, each of them exchanges injuries to decide life and death, and their methods

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There is not much, but in fact there are mysteries everywhere. , boxing is interesting.

Especially after reaching the ten realms, the sky is vast, the sky is high, there are many wonders, and the scenery is endless.

Song Changjing was very ambitious and had a big picture. For the purity of martial arts, he was willing to give up the country and the throne. His obsession was far stronger than that of ordinary masters. What he wanted with his punches was to teach those immortals on the top of the mountain how to walk. Come down the mountain and kowtow to Song Changjing.

Therefore the energy is strong.

Li Er believes that in this realm, he has indeed lost a lot to Song Changjing.

After a pure martial artist reaches the top, you can have thousands of boxing skills and different martial arts courage. In fact, there are generally only two paths to take. One path is like a blessed land in Pingkai, with a boxing intention, vast and boundless. The territory is vast and those with great energy are respected. A path is like a fairy opening a cave to the sky, which makes it easier to return to the truth. There is no way under your feet, so you continue to fly to higher places. It's not that Li Er doesn't want to travel more in the realm of Qi Sheng, it's just because of his own nature and his fist intention is pure enough. If he deliberately beats the word "Qi Sheng", it won't be of much benefit. It's better to take advantage of the situation and directly enter Guizhen.

While drinking and chatting with Chen Ping'an earlier, Li Er heard that there was a wonderful man named Zhu Lian in Luolu Mountain, nicknamed Madman Wu. He would fight between life and death when fighting with others, but on weekdays, his temperament was as calm as an immortal.

Chen Ping'an thinks a lot, has many convoluted ideas, and rarely speaks with certainty. When he mentions Zhu Lian, he says that Zhu Lian is the pure martial artist who is the least likely to go crazy.

Li Er felt that Zhu Lian must be an unprecedented genius.

A genius in the eyes of a ten-level warrior.

If there is a chance in the future, I can meet Zhu Lian for a while.

Li Er put away the bamboo grass, threw away the three flying swords, and continued to paddle the boat slowly.

Previous movesHeavy, this simple man felt a little guilty, and then he deliberately withdrew his fists when dealing with the elusive and cunning Chen Pingan. One of the punches only punched Chen Pingan into the stone wall, but did not change the bamboo grass in his hand. At one point, he penetrated the opponent's belly. Not only that, the boat continued to move forward, leaving the young man behind who could definitely continue to take action, and let him exchange a breath of pure Qi.

Li Er has always felt that practicing martial arts is not a big deal. Working hard to train your body is nothing more than hardship.

It is similar to the farmer tending the fields, except that the harvest of the crops depends on God's face. How far a martial artist can go in boxing depends entirely on himself.

Li Er turned around and saw a strange scene.

Chen Pingan put on a golden robe, and then a black robe with a hundred eyes, and that was not enough. Even the snowflake robe of the city ghost was very colorful. Que Mansion

I put on all the robes together. Fortunately, after a small refinement of the robes in the world, I can follow the monk's mind and change slightly. But I originally wore a green robe, plus these four robes. Can the robe not look too bulky? No matter how you look at it, Li Er feels awkward, especially the outermost piece of clothing that the girl wears. Are you, Chen Pingan, a little too much?

But this choice is not wrong.

If he had put on the robe from the beginning, given Chen Ping's current martial arts level, it would have delayed the flow of his fist intention, and he might have been slow to strike, which would have been a life-or-death change.

Now that he is seriously injured, there are two things to say.

After all, you can take one or two more punches.

Li Er stopped the boat next to the water mirror and climbed onto the mirror in the center of the lake with bamboo grass in hand.

Li Er looked at the entrance to the cave waterway.

There is some movement.

In the distance, Chen Ping'an stood on the water with his sword on his back. He did not have any water-repelling powers, nor did he use any immortal water skills. His feet did not move, and he still moved forward slowly.

Li Er looked at Chen Pingan's feet.

A moment later, Chen Pingan suddenly grew taller.

It turned out that he was stepping on a huge green-colored creature, a dragon.

This water dragon is a well-deserved monk's water method. On top of the dragon's body, there are snow and mud talismans as the base, and then there are more than a hundred river cross-flow talismans as the keel. They are closely connected and seem to be used. A little more, it seems that the aura of the talisman that serves as this weird but spectacular "talisman" is exactly the two superior refining methods that Master Huolong asked Chen Ping'an to study more, the method of refining three mountains, and the immortals of Biyou Palace. The Immortal Technique of Praying for Rain Tablet should not just be used as a means of refining objects. Therefore, at this time, the dragon's spine is like two ropes entwined with each other, becoming tighter and tougher. One is the mountain refining method, the other is the water refining method, and then the refining method is used. The true meaning of the big dragon boxing frame is used as the finishing touch, and the dragon under the young man's feet has the image of an immortal family with mountains of soil and prosperity.

Everything in the world requires too much thinking and thinking.

This behemoth was finally created by Chen Pingan.

Chen PinganHe habitually holds the knife in his right hand.

In fact, he is left-handed.

The dragon under his feet crashed towards Shui Jing Li Er, splashing huge waves wherever it went.

Li Er twitched the corner of his mouth and gently tapped the ground with the end of bamboo shoots, "It won't work if you put on a flower stand."

Li Er jumped up lightly and swung his hand. Bamboo Wormwood hit the ground heavily with a pole. Even though the dragon was still dozens of feet away from the water mirror, it was still cut into two by the gang energy, and it just relied on inertia to continue to move forward.

Li Eryi swept out the bamboo shoots, and Chen Pingan, who appeared on the left side of Li Er in the mirror, suddenly lowered his head, as if he was about to fall to the ground, but turned around and avoided the wind and thunder. Sweeping across the bamboo grass with force, Chen Pingan faced the fleeting bamboo grass, turned his big sleeves, and took out three flying swords from three acupoints. One of them stepped on the ground quickly, and stabbed Li Er's heart with the short knife in his right hand. Xiu quietly slipped out the second short knife.

Li Er didn't look at the three flying swords at all. He kicked Chen Ping'an in the chest. The latter slid ten feet away. His knees were slightly bent and his toes were on the ground. As for releasing the short sword from both hands.

With a sway of his shoulders, he suddenly stood still and forcefully shook away the remnants of Li Er's fist on his chest.

After all, he is a person wearing four robes.

Li Er said: "I've told you a long time ago that you only want to kill the master with random fists and embroidered legs because of the martial arts style. The master doesn't need to fight, just one blow."

Li Er casually threw the bamboo shoots, and it fell into the mirror for more than a foot.

The little interesting dragon had just regrouped on the mirror. After being poked by the bamboo grass, it fell apart again and turned into water. Many talismans that had already broken into cracks were completely turned into powder.

Chen Pingan began to move.

Li Er then changed his trajectory slightly and still appeared just in front of Chen Pingan. He hit him with his knee and made the latter fly into the air. Li Er seemed to move forward slowly and came to Chen Pingan's side. With a punch, Chen Ping'an, whose true energy was stagnated and whose robes cracked, fell into the lake dozens of feet away, like a stone floating in water, and then slid seven or eight feet away on the lake.

Li Er started to run wildly, stepping on everything around his feet with every step. The aura of the lake shattered, and he rushed straight to the place where Chen Ping'an fell into the water.

Li Er's body suddenly moved sideways, and Li Er bumped his shoulder into the chest of Chen Ping'an, who had used a square-inch talisman.

Chen Pingan felt as if he was hit in the heart by a hammer, and the spirit of Yin left the body and traveled far away. He used a natural and weird boxing technique. It seemed that he was drawing arcs slowly, but the arcs were interdependent, almost round, but in fact it was shocking Dazzled, he actually directly helped Chen Pingan remove most of his fists. When Chen Pingan stabilized his body, the Yin Shen returned

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Li Er didn’t pursue him and nodded, that’s right.

Otherwise, practicing martial arts and cultivating Taoism will only hinder the advancement of martial arts. If the two are always in conflict, it will cause harm to others.

What Li Er wants to do this time is to ask Chen Pingan to findThat mysterious and mysterious balance point, martial arts practitioners must not be carried away by the fists and fists. Since they are already Qi practitioners, they must not feel deep down in their hearts that their fist intentions are therefore impure. Martial arts practitioners, only Just relying on two fists is enough, but that doesn't mean that you don't care about everything. A true master should have the aura of having all kinds of magic in his body and everything coming out of his hands.

In this small world of human body, I am God.

What cannot be controlled and what cannot be controlled?

Now that Chen Pingan has taken the first step in the right direction.

Li Er relaxed and punched.

The punch is not heavy, but it is faster.

I won’t give you Chen Ping’an a chance to have any thoughts.

I am a martial artist, I am a martial artist, and I, Li Er, are fighting against each other to forge the path, so you kid has to come up with something that no martial artist in the world has!

Yes.

Just take a few more punches.

No.

Just lie down and recuperate!

On the other side of the ferry, Li Liu walked on the waterway and looked at the traces of fighting. As for the movement on the other side of the water mirror, she knew it clearly without looking.

In the long years in the past, Li Liu was no stranger to pure martial arts. He had died at the hands of ten realm martial artists, and had also personally killed ten realm martial artists. Regarding the martial arts training methods, he knew It's quite a lot. It's hard to say how remarkable Chen Ping'an's hard work is in the history of Haoran Tianxia. However, as a six-level martial artist, it's really rare to see so many punches of sufficient weight early on.

There are only a few warriors on the mountain tops of the Nine Realms and the End of the Ten Realms in the world, like Gu You, who do not accept direct disciples.

There are many martial arts masters who want to imitate his father and torture their disciples' bodies like this. Unfortunately, only disciples must be able to bear it. Some people are physically unable to bear it. There are some people whose xinxing is not up to par. Of course, more often than not, both are useless. No matter how much senior Masters are willing to support or even drag them, they are not allowed to enter the room. They cannot cross the threshold or live and die. There are also some who seem to have broken the situation. In fact, It is a boxer who teaches boxing and loses the true rules. When a disciple crosses the threshold, it is like having his arms and legs broken, and his heart mirror has subtle flaws that are not noticeable. Therefore, once he reaches the eighth or ninth realm, all kinds of hidden dangers will appear. Be explicit.

When Li Liu reached the end of the cave waterway, he did not continue forward and started to turn around and take a walk.

Li Liu arrived at the ferry and looked at the distant scenery outside Lion Peak at the edge of the restricted landscape of this fairy cave.

Li Liu vaguely noticed a strange phenomenon.

He raised his eyes and looked towards the sky.

The seventy-two Confucian Confucian temples accompanying sages and saints have been the most pitiful existences imprisoned since ancient times.

Without life or death, there are many rules. Year after year, looking at the world, it is absolutely not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the world.

Li Liu once landed in the Northwest Continent. As the leader of a sect at the peak of the Immortal Realm, he once had a chat with a Confucian sage who sat above the Banzhou territory at the Liuxia Continent. A few words.

HereIn the eyes of these sages who are as silent as boats in the void, they are like ordinary people on the top of the mountain, looking at the mountains and rivers at their feet. Even they, after all, have limited vision and cannot see the true picture. However, if they can use their hands to view the mountains and rivers, The ancient magical power is that even the inscription on a jade pendant on a certain man in the market, or a certain woman with a head full of black hair mixed with a white hair, can be seen in full detail.

It’s just that with such magical power, after seeing the human world for thousands of years, there will be a day when I get tired of seeing it.

What’s more, their duty is to monitor the cultivation places of the great monks of the Ascension Realm and the monks of the Upper Five Realms. They also need to be aware of it, so as to prevent the monks from using their skills unscrupulously. , causing harm to the world.

If those great monks who are in the cave heaven and paradise leave the small world, they will be like lights that are particularly eye-catching. If they can be seen by the ordinary masters on the top of the mountain, they will naturally be under the control of the sky. The sage immediately paid attention and watched closely. If there is any violation of etiquette, the sage will stop it. If everything goes by the rules, there will be no need for them to show up.

The Confucian sage who had a few words with Li Liu at that time finally laughed and said that his biggest distraction was to visit a certain country, a certain state, a certain county, and a certain county. There is a village covenant inscription at the head of the village. Take a look at the wind, sun, rain and snow every ten years to see what subtle changes have occurred on that stone tablet that no one in the world cares about.

Li Liu was speechless.

Sages are lonely.

The world doesn’t know.

About an hour later, Li Liu, who was wandering thousands of miles away, put away his thoughts and turned around with a smile.

Someone was punting back, and it was the somewhat miserable Chen Ping'an.

Li Er sat on the boat and said: "You must hold on to this breath until those martial arts arrive at Lion Peak, otherwise you won't be able to accomplish that thing."< /p>

Chen Pingan nodded.

Li Er asked: "Do you really regret it? Maybe Li Liu knows some weird tricks and can keep it for a while."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No. Shaking Mountain Fist It was created by senior Gu You in Luzhou, Beiju. During my travels, senior taught me three more fists. Even if he passed away, he still wanted to give me martial arts as a gift, so I don’t regret it.”

Li Er stopped talking.

The two of them in a boat arrived at the ferry. Li Liu smiled and said: "Congratulations, Mr. Chen, for your martial arts and Taoism."

Chen Ping'an grinned, having deliberately suppressed his true energy before. With the spiritual energy, this slight movement immediately broke the skill, and his face became bloody again.

Chen Pingan walked past the landscape restriction at the entrance of the cave, lightly clenched his fists, and looked up.

On the Lion Peak with a clear sky, a sea of ​​golden clouds suddenly condensed, and then the sweet rain fell from the sky, and fell slowly, extremely slowly.

Chen Pingan said softly: "The first day of the lunar month, the fifteenth day of the lunar month."

Two flying swords flew out and disappeared in a flash, hovering high in front of Chen Pingan. , like two steps.

Wearing a green shirt on the backThe fairy sword began to fly up high, stepping on the steps of the two flying swords, reaching the sky step by step.

A few dozen feet away from the golden sea of ​​clouds and the martial rain, he suddenly stopped. Chen Ping'an's fists were flowing fiercely, like a god in the sky, and he punched high in the style of steaming clouds and swamps. .

After one punch, both the martial arts cloud sea and Gan Lin were knocked back and scattered in Beiju Luzhou.

The exhausted Chen Pingan took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, bent down and panted, his vision was blurred, but he still turned his head to look south, and chuckled: "Senior Gu, I didn't dare to talk to you back then. He said that someone in my hometown, Zhulou, said that our Shanshanquan was just earthy and not very good, so the punch I just had was passed down to me by Senior Gu. Don't worry, I wasn't convinced back then. When I return to my hometown this time, I will have a good fight with him. Now that I am in the Golden Body state, I can get two more punches and say a few more words."

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