"rustle"

A thin sound sounded, which was the sound of the soles of feet stepping on the maple leaves deposited on the ground.

A figure in black attire walked over, staring straight at Qin Yang under the tree not far away.

"Mo family disciple, we found it." Lan Si showed a hint of joy.

Catching this Mohist disciple was a great achievement. Qin Yang was an undisputed fat sheep in Lan Si's eyes.

Especially since this fat sheep's internal strength has been depleted, it is a fat sheep but also a lamb to be slaughtered.

Thinking that the opponent's internal strength had been destroyed, Lan Si quickly stepped forward, came to Qin Yang who seemed to be unconscious, and pointed to his acupuncture points.

Although the opponent was still defeated, Lan Si still had the caution he needed. He tapped his acupuncture points to restrain him, and even if the opponent had other means, there was nothing he could do to save him.

However, it turns out that Blue Four was not cautious enough.

The suddenly raised arm grabbed Lan Si's wrist. He was shocked, but he did not forget to try to use his internal force to shake the opponent's hand away, but...

"What kind of evil skill is this?!"

Lan Si felt that his internal energy surged toward his wrist like a flood, and was snatched away by the hand that grabbed his wrist. Most of the internal energy he had cultivated for many years was gone in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a hand held his neck like an iron hoop. He raised his head with difficulty and met a pair of indifferent eyes.

"Hoo...ho..."

He wanted to say something else, but Qin Yang obviously wouldn't give him a chance. The palm holding his neck became tighter and tighter until he was broken with a crisp "pop" sound.

"Pa"

After the body landed on the ground, Qin Yang slowly stood up, his white gown glowing red by the setting sun.

"The hunt has begun."

He swept into the forest like a swift wind, and the sound of the strong wind caused by his quick movements immediately attracted two nearby men in well-dressed suits, who pursued him with knives.

"The Mohist swordsmanship."

Qin Yang stepped on the tree trunk in front, stopped his forward momentum and used his strength to kill the two enemies. The Mohist swordsmanship that had always been the main defender was now in Qin Yang's hands.

The evil spirit is fierce.

The moves are dead, but the people are alive. The sword styles in the sword manual are fine for daily practice, but if you really want to fight, it is most taboo to follow the script.

"when"

The long sword struck the horizontal blade of one of them, making a clanging sound. The force was so strong that the opponent's weapon almost flew away.

Although Qin Yang has not been trained in human immortal martial arts this time, the habits of his previous life have been engraved in his bones. When the sword rises, not only the internal energy is vigorous, but the muscles and bones also move together. The two-way linkage between the body and the Qi makes the internal energy

Enemies whose cultivation level is not inferior to his own are almost unable to resist him.

With one sword strike, an enemy nearly lost his grip. Qin Yang moved sideways, dodged the other person's blade, stepped forward and pressed in, closing in on that person, sinking his shoulders and elbows.

Bajiquan·Tieshankou.

Although his body was not quite accustomed to this Kung Fu routine, when he used it, Qin Yang still used it very coherently, hitting the man's chest with a crisp sound of bone cracking.

"Bang"

As if being hit by a hill, the man flew straight back, spitting out a large mouthful of blood in mid-air, mixed with some blood-red fragments.

Although what he has practiced in this life is internal strength, his body has also become stronger with the improvement of internal strength, and his physique is far beyond that of ordinary people. Qin Yang gathered the strength of his body and internal strength, and hit the iron mountain solidly. How could it be easy to compete with him?

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Stepping sideways and turning around, Qin Yang swung his sword diagonally. The simple path of the sword had immeasurable power. It collided with the blade again, shocking the man before.

"when"

The long sword vibrated, but this time, the man failed to hold on to the sword, causing it to fly away.

Qin Yang drove his sword straight in, the cold edge of the sword penetrated his chest, and while his front was spattered with blood, he clasped the opponent's shoulder with his left hand.

The method of attracting stars.

The internal force continuously flows out from the Jianjing point, is sucked into the body by Qin Yang, and directed into the meridians, surging manically.

The internal energy captured from others must be refined before it can be used safely. The star-absorbing method's method of storing energy in the meridians is actually just a temporary measure. It will eventually be transported to the Dantian for refining.

But Qin Yang now has a hole in his dantian, and it will leak out when he goes in. Even if there is a little bit left, there won't be much.

And there is no time to refine it now.

Therefore, he forcibly disturbed the internal energy, running it through the meridians, and consumed it as a one-time energy source.

The series of explosions just now consumed a lot of internal energy. Qin Yang absorbed most of the internal energy from Lan Si and directly consumed most of it. However, after replenishing the internal energy of the man in front of him, the reserves became full again.

Pulling out his long sword and ignoring the blood splattered on his clothes, Qin Yang dodged towards the man who was seriously injured by his iron sword and grabbed his head.

"suck."

With an expression of indifference, Qin Yang once again inflicted the pain of dispersing his kung fu on the dying man. He directed his kung fu to the meridians, avoiding the routes that had already reserved internal energy, and running in parallel.

"The internal strength is about 80% of the Dantian reserve, which is probably the seventh level the day after tomorrow." Qin Yang released his head and silently assessed.

Martial arts in this world are divided into four realms: refining essence to transform into qi, refining qi to transform into spirit, refining spirit to reverse emptiness, and refining emptiness to combine with Tao.

The so-called day after tomorrow refers to the state of refining qi and transforming into spirit. When the Dantian is full of internal qi, you can try to open the two bridges of heaven and earth and advance to the state of refining qi and transforming into spirit.

After ten years of hard training, Qin Yang has already reached the eighth level of the acquired world, and is considered a good player in the world. Unfortunately, it is difficult to prevent the inner ghost, and his senior sister suddenly used a cruel trick to break the Dantian Qi gate. All his skills were wasted, and now he is no longer there.

I can only rely on the star-absorbing method to temporarily restore my combat strength.

"Use the star-absorbing method to seize and absorb internal energy until the meridians are filled with internal energy. With the addition of national martial arts, you can fight against the acquired ninth level in a short time. In this case..."

Qin Yang's bloodshot eyes went blank for a moment, as if he was remembering the past.

He is an orphan. If he had not been adopted by his master, he would have starved to death on the street. His master, senior brother and senior sister are his only relatives in this life. This feeling, even if he recalls the memory of his previous life, has not been erased.

destroy.

"Three days ago, Master returned from a serious injury. After explaining his funeral arrangements, he passed away. The Senior Brother who went with Master was nowhere to be seen. I don't know whether he is alive or dead. And Senior Sister..."

Thinking of senior sister's cruel attack before, Qin Yang's heart couldn't stop twitching and the pain was unbearable.

Qin Yang has lived in seclusion in the mountains and wilderness with his master and others since he was a child. Qin Yang rarely interacts with other people. The few people in his master's sect are almost all he has.

And how could Qin Yang, the young and admiring Qin Yang, have no thoughts about the only woman who is his senior sister?

It's a pity that all these thoughts were completely wiped out by the senior sister's previous attack, leaving only deep heartache and chills.

"Even though it's a little irrational, I still want to ask her why she did it. I hope she can have a reason for me to convince myself. Otherwise..."

The veins in Qin Yang's right hand holding the sword swelled, and his heart ached and chilled, all turned into a deep and difficult-to-cut killing intent.
Chapter completed!