Ye Xiangyang jumped into the turtle-shaped pit and activated the Martial God Heavenly Art. Extremely abundant energy rushed towards his body. The energy intensity was about twenty times that of the blood energy of the wild bulls raised by his family, and more than ten times that of the blood energy of ordinary inferior monsters.
The energy crawled towards Ye Xiangyang's body along the tortoise shell-shaped patterns the size of fingernails, and quickly condensed under the skin.
The pattern on Ye Xiangyang's body slowly changed from yellow-green to green.
The God of War's Heavenly Art started to work automatically, and Ye Xiangyang began to comprehend the mystery of the Sky-Breaking Impact.
"There is no need to talk about the thousands of years, as the tortoise and the snake have been entangled. The body is as pure as glass without any trace, breaking through the sky and letting it roam freely..."
Ye Xiangyang slowly read and understood all the meanings of Collapse of Heaven, and asked Tianwu seriously when he encountered something he didn't understand.
Finally, he finally understood the origin of the Sky-Breaking Strike. It was a martial art evolved from the Martial God's Heavenly Art. It must be supported by the Martial God's Heavenly Art. The energy of the Martial God's Heavenly Art must be gathered to one point to form the abrupt spikes of a tortoise shell to strike the opponent.
He really mastered the Sky-Breaking Strike, and every part of his body was a powerful weapon to strike his opponent, without any omission.
What a powerful martial arts method.
Three days and three nights, Ye Xiangyang's meditation lasted for three days and three nights.
Crack, crack!
There were waves of faint yet real sounds coming from Ye Xiangyang's body, and the yellow-green color on his skin had turned into real green.
It is emerald green, like a flawless jade.
Samurai four stars, I finally reached the Samurai four stars.
Ye Xiangyang came out from the turtle-shaped pit and took out a sword from the Nine-angled Black Tortoise Cauldron. He flicked his finger and there was a whistling sound. The flick of his finger could cause the sword to whistle. It shows how powerful the flick of his finger was.
With a bang, the sword bounced on the blade, and the blade suddenly swung to the opposite side. With a snap, the sword broke in midair. Without a force of 500 kilograms, it would be impossible to break a sword as sharp as a hair. In other words, his strength was at least 1,100 kilograms.
Ye Xiangyang concentrated all his strength into his fist according to the method of Collapsing Heaven. The energy in his body slowly flowed towards his right fist.
The right fist turned emerald green, like a jade carving, with tortoise-shell-like patterns the size of fingernails clearly visible. It was in motion, but suddenly stopped.
Ye Xiangyang was not discouraged at all. He once again mobilized all his strength, practicing the Martial God Heavenly Skill, and channeling his body energy into his fists.
The Kung Fu that was in progress suddenly disappeared.
This was his first time practicing Collapse of Heaven, and he was not familiar with the energy in his body, so it was much stronger than before.
Ye Xiangyang began to conduct experiments again and again, and the cave became brighter with emerald green.
By the fiftieth time, the green color of Ye Xiangyang's fist had become much dimmer, which means that with the current Martial God Heavenly Skill, Ye Xiangyang could only punch with all his strength fifty times before the energy would be exhausted.
Ye Xiangyang entered the turtle-shaped pit, and the Martial God Heavenly Skill began to operate. The energy in his blood climbed up his body again.
Ye Xiangyang simply practiced in this blood pit to avoid using up the energy stored in his body.
While absorbing energy from the Ironback Turtle's blood, he also gathered his own energy into his fist.
Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, finally, Ye Xiangyang's fist had bulges like real tortoise shells, and the bulges were shining bright green, like jasper, like jadeite, very beautiful.
Tianwu looked at Ye Xiangyang with a smile, holding a sword in his hand, and chopped down at Ye Xiangyang's fist.
The sword was as fast as lightning. Only a silver shadow was left in the air. The sound of the wind whistling was heard, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
when-
With a loud bang, the sword hit Ye Xiangyang's fist, which was as bright as jade. Ye Xiangyang's fist did not even tremble, and the sword did not even leave a white mark on his fist.
Click, Dang Lang Lang!
Another sword broke.
Ye Xiangyang was excited. This time, it was different from the sword he had broken. The sharp blade cut quickly under great force, and it had the effect of cutting gold and jade. He didn't even move his fist, and the hardness of his fist was outrageous.
With one punch, he could break stones and crush them into powder; he could be invulnerable to swords and spears and kill everyone in his way.
Ye Xiangyang once again applied the Tianwu Divine Art to his fist. After more than 300 experiments, he finally succeeded.
Now Ye Xiangyang's practice can only cover an area the size of a fist, but this makes Ye Xiangyang very excited.
Ye Xiangyang used all his strength to punch the mountain wall with his right fist. Bang! After one punch, the mountain wall did not move at all. Ye Xiangyang was shocked and retreated more than ten steps before falling to the ground with a thud.
The Tianwu Divine Turtle laughed loudly, just like a real turtle spinning in circles on the ground: "Haha, I am dying of laughter, I am really dying of laughter, you want to impress the mountain wall, I wonder what you are thinking."
"The eye of the sea where Xuanwu goes out to sea, even if the powerful Xuanhuang or Xuandi comes, they can't move any stone here."
Ye Xiangyang looked depressed: "Tianwu, why didn't you tell me earlier? I have suffered a loss."
Tianwu laughed loudly: "It's just an ordinary stone that can break the stone. Besides, you didn't ask me."
Ye Xiangyang was helpless and got angry at Tianwu: "Stop laughing, you are disrespectful to the elderly, and you even said that you have lived for hundreds of thousands of years. What's so funny? Come on, come on, start practicing."
Tianwu laughed loudly and pulled out a wooden stick. "Boy, I have increased my speed this time. It is equivalent to the speed of a five-star Xuanshi attack. You better be careful."
Woo, woo!
One stick after another came towards Ye Xiangyang.
At first, Ye Xiangyang was still able to dodge, but as the momentum of the stick increased, it seemed to get faster and faster. Pa pa pa, pa pa, the big stick hit Ye Xiangyang's body continuously.
Ye Xiangyang couldn't figure out why the Wushen Tiangong had no effect when Tianwu hit him, and his skin was so soft. A long red stick mark was left on his skin.
Ye Xiangyang only dodged 500 out of 1,200 sticks, and 700 of them hit his body, leaving layers of red stick marks all over his body.
"Tianwu, you don't even know how to be a little gentler, ouch, you hit me to death." Ye Xiangyang muttered as he ran towards the pit and jumped into it.
He activated the Martial God Heavenly Art, absorbing the energy in the pit while practicing his own Sky-Breaking Strike. He became more and more proficient in the circulation of the energy of the Martial God Heavenly Art.
When he jumped in, Ye Xiangyang continued to practice while cursing: "Damn it, I will never practice like this again, it hurts too much."
An hour later, Ye Xiangyang's wound healed and he forgot the pain. He jumped out, held his head high and said to Tianwu, "Tianwu, let's do it again."
Every hour, Ye Xiangyang would let Tianwu torture him once, but every time he practiced, he could dodge fifty or eighty more sticks.
At dawn again, Ye Xiangyang dodged 1,100 of the 1,200 sticks from the Tianwu Divine Turtle.
The Tianwu Divine Turtle laughed loudly, stretched out his tortoise claws, and made a thumbs-up gesture: "Boy, good job."
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly and said arrogantly: "That's right, I am a genius that only appears once in a million years."
His own realm has already consolidated the cultivation level of a four-star warrior. He can use the Sky-Breaking Strike skillfully, and his strength has reached more than 1,100 kilograms. He can dodge the rapid attacks of a five-star Xuanist. Now it is time to go to the top of Xuanwu to look for monsters and try his skills.
Ye Xiangyang took out the iron-back turtle, cut off a large piece of its meat, and strung it together with his sword to make a large skewer of meat. The skewer contained about five pounds of monster meat.
Let's make some barbecue now. When you're full and satisfied, go up there and see if you can find any monsters and try your hand.
The red bonfire licked the flesh of the iron-backed turtle, and waves of fragrance emanated. Ye Xiangyang took out various seasonings and sprinkled them slowly. The sizzling sound of the grilled meat was so pleasant to the ears.
These days, relying on elixirs, blood crystal crystals and drugs to support himself, Ye Xiangyang is almost starving.
Smelling the tempting aroma of the monster meat, his mouth couldn't help but drip.
The golden monster meat was finally roasted. Ye Xiangyang sniffed it and the aroma filled the air. It smelled so good. He took a bite and it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was fat but not greasy. It was really delicious.
Monster meat is the best food for martial artists. The Ye family provides Xuanshi with a meal of wild bull monster meat for breakfast every day. Wild bull is the lowest level monster, and it is incomparable to the iron-backed turtle.
Ye Xiangyang devoured the monster meat in no time and devoured it completely, completely finishing off nearly five kilograms of monster meat.
After a burp, Ye Xiangyang went to the stream and gulped down a mouthful of spring water. He felt that countless pores on his body opened up comfortably.
It's time to go outside and hunt monsters.
Ye Xiangyang climbed the vine and headed up the mountain.
The morning sun shone on Ye Xiangyang's body, and drops of dew wet his green gown.
Not long after, Ye Xiangyang arrived at the cliff. When he looked up, he saw a blood-red wolf the size of an ox sitting on the cliff.
Ye Xiangyang was also surprised. Oh my god, the demon wolf was waiting for him here patiently. I don’t know what kind of cultivation this thing has, but it is so persevering.
Luckily there is only one, so I can try out my abilities.
When the red-haired demon wolf saw Ye Xiangyang, his eyes were full of excitement. He licked his mouth with his two-foot-long blood-red tongue and drooled.
He shook his long red fur, which fluttered and raised dust.
It seemed as if it knew that its efforts over the past few days had not been in vain. Looking at Ye Xiangyang, its eyes were filled with joy, as if to say, "Ha ha ha, kid, you've finally been caught. Today, you definitely won't be able to escape."