I saw the pheasant standing on one leg, with its arms spread out on both sides of its body, in a "golden rooster independent" posture, with circles of energy spreading from its feet, ready to go.
Then came a little impact from his toes, he stretched out his hand to grab it, brought a sharp wind like a knife, and cut to Yang Qingxuan, trying to lock his throat.
Yang Qingxuan was extremely depressed, because he was worried about Wuhun, some people who didn't have long-sightedness came to him.
With a sneer at the moment, he turned around and avoided it. At the same time, he turned his hands into claws and hit back at the opponent.
"boom!"
The sharp wind brushed past his ears, and hit the rock behind him, directly creating a cone-shaped pothole.
When the pheasant saw that the move failed, its pupils shrank suddenly, and when it saw the dragon claws coming fiercely, and there was a faint sound of dragon chant, it couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly shouted: "Ao Dunzi!"
Before he could ask for help, the short dunzi had already exerted his strength, punching like a fight, and bombarded him.
Yang Qingxuan frowned, and was about to slap the pheasant with his claws in front of his eyes, but the short dunzi's fist was so fierce that if he didn't respond in time, it would be difficult to dodge it.
I had no choice but to turn around, and the dragon claw turned into a fist, facing the big bang fist.
"boom!"
Fisting together, Yang Qingxuan took a step back, his arm bones swelled and ached.
Both of these two are strong in the Spirit Martial Realm, if they were only facing each other, they would naturally have the upper hand, but when they join forces, they cooperate very well, which is a bit tricky.
The pheasant escaped from the claw just now, it was even more frightened and angry, and shouted: "This kid is a new student, I didn't expect to be so powerful, don't worry about face, deal with him!"
Ao Dunzi also shouted loudly and rushed up. His fists are mainly fierce, and he was shocked and angry when he bumped into Yang Qingxuan just now, and his arm hurt.
The two people, one on the left and one on the right, each used their martial arts and attacked by force.
Yang Qingxuan scolded: "Shameless! You said it as if you took your face into consideration."
The two ignored it, and attacked frantically, one punch with one kick was better than another.
The pheasant's legs are extremely fast and sharp as a knife, while Ao Dunzi's fists are as powerful as a mountain, fierce and domineering.
Playing out two completely different ways of martial arts, Yang Qingxuan was in a hurry and retreated step by step.
But looking carefully, although Yang Qingxuan was overwhelmed and at a disadvantage, he didn't feel the slightest sense of panic, but the fight became smoother and smoother.
From being overwhelmed, it quickly becomes easy.
He used eagle claws against golden rooster, horse fists against bang fists, and a set of Xingyi punches was mighty and flowing.
All kinds of qi energies were stirring in the surroundings, causing the pool water to explode continuously, and the aura overflowed.
Just stepped into the early stage of Lingwu, all kinds of discomfort and confusion disappeared after this round of boxing.
Every violent impact can make the zhenqi in the body surge, wash the meridians and internal organs, and feel indescribably comfortable all over.
The more Yang Qingxuan fought, the happier he was, and soon he forgot the troubles of Wuhun, and entered the state of selfless punching, enjoying this artistic conception very much.
Pheasant Ji and Ao Dunzi gradually panicked. They found that the advantage of their joint efforts was completely lost when the opponent's Xingyi Quan was displayed.
The initiative of the moves also shifted to the opponent unconsciously, and Yang Qingxuan was completely guiding this martial arts.
And seeing Yang Qingxuan's expression of enjoyment, the two of them sank even more.
If they knew that Yang Qingxuan was using them as targets for training, in order to be suitable for the spiritual realm that had just broken through, they might even vomit blood and die.
Finally, Ao Dunzi couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted: "Peasant, if you drag it on, someone might come, we'll just use our tricks, and let's talk about this kid after we've got rid of it."
The pheasant was also thinking in general, and nodded.
The two hit it off immediately, and then I saw the two of them one in front and one behind, together like a golden rooster, and together like a beast crawling, their energy suddenly dispersed.
"Boom!"
The ground under their feet exploded, and the two of them were like spinning tops, spinning towards each other, forming a sharp cone, cutting the air, as if they were about to collapse mountains and crack rocks.
Under that fierce move, Yang Qingxuan remained motionless, his eyes calmly looking forward.
Under those two terrifying martial arts, when Xingyi Fist is withdrawn, Yanyang True Qi gushes out from the dantian, gallops in the body like a dragon and elephant, and transports it quietly to the palm of his hand.
With one palm, a flame like a golden crow rose from the palm, shining on those cold eyes.
As the aura in his body rose sharply, that ray of flaming sun immediately split into two, and then into four. When the four yangs appeared, they would blaze across the sky.
Only the four suns seem to correspond to the longitude of the sky and the latitude of the earth. Under the rotation, the ground can be drawn into a prison, and it can be restored into a sky net and shrouded away.
"Siyang Fuyan!"
Yang Qingxuan let out a low cry, and then pushed out with a palm, the four flames rose suddenly and surrounded them.
"boom!"
When the two collide, Siyang wraps up directly, then shrinks suddenly, and after attaching to it, it explodes with a bang!
A piece of dazzling golden color was seen, the terrifying heat wave spread out, and a piece of cold pool water evaporated. The white mist covered the grass, and the grass was scorched yellow.
"boom!"
The strong wind blew past, and the terrifying air wave engulfed the two of them, and they were thrown out directly.
When the two fell to the ground, their bodies were scorched black, and they rolled on the ground in pain, their shrill screams were enough to startle the birds in the forest.
Then he stood up tremblingly, covered in blood, it was horrible.
The two got up from the ground, not daring to stay for another second, looked at Yang Qingxuan in horror, and fled away.
Yang Qingxuan looked at the backs of the two fleeing in despair, but felt disappointed in his heart, and the free training partner just ran away.
This fight was hearty and indescribably comfortable, every inch of muscle and bone was exercised, through the state of twelve forms and meanings, five elements of boxing were evolved, and the whole person was integrated with boxing techniques.
If Lu Jiangpeng was here, he would definitely be surprised, because Yang Qingxuan's fisting intention already has the shadow of "everything is empty, and the martial intention is complete".
The so-called "Martial Intent" refers to all the rules and artistic conceptions contained in martial arts. When one reaches the state of "everything is empty and the martial arts are perfect", then the warrior himself will become the martial arts, which is the highest level of martial arts cultivation.
However, these are just legends. Any martial art, even the simplest Vajra Fuhu Fist, can be used by the king of martial arts, Qing Buli, but it is impossible to incarnate the rules and express the fist 100% .
Yang Qingxuan adjusted his qi and blood, and found that after using "Siyang Fuyan", although the real energy was greatly consumed, his body was not damaged.
It proves that his strength has taken another step forward, and he can completely withstand the four flames.
"You can defeat two warriors at the early stage of Lingwu with just one move. If you cultivate to Liuyang, you should be able to directly defeat the middle stage of Lingwu!"
But it is not easy to bear the Six Paths of Flame Sun.
(end of this chapter)