Seeing this, Jing Diexin slowly explained: "This kind of spell requires a very high physical requirement for human beings. Not everyone can practice it. People without talent will not make any progress even if they practice it for a lifetime. A talented person can become a top expert in at most three years!"

I can become a top expert in three years, and I can't help but widen my eyes: "Then...why..."

Jing Diexin smiled gently, as if she had seen through my thoughts, and said, "Then why haven't you seen it before, right?"

Seeing me nodding, she spoke again: "Because there are very few people who choose to practice this kind of spell, and no one has succeeded in thousands of years!"

No one has succeeded for thousands of years? No wonder I don’t know.

But I still wondered. With such a powerful spell, and if you can become a master in three years, why are there so few people practicing?

Thinking of it, I asked, "How could this happen?"

Jing Diexin looked at me with a meaningful look, and what she said shocked me: "If you want to practice the 'string technique', you need to break the tendons and the bones will be broken!"

"The tendons are broken, and the bones are broken?"

"Yes, it's just to break the muscles and bones inch by inch, and then repair the qi in the dantian bit by bit. This way, the muscles and bones in the body can be completely controlled by the qi!" She paused and glanced at Ye Zhengming: "It can be said that she has tasted all the pain of cramps and bone pulling in the world, which is beyond the reach of people!"

I gasped: "Oh my God, how could there be such cruel martial arts?"

"Yes!" Jing Diexin nodded: "Because of this, few people can practice it!"

At this time, Ye Zhengming spoke indifferently: "It's just a little hardship, it's nothing!"

The tone was calm and gentle, as if it was said something very ordinary.

Such bone-loving pain was so simple that he suffered a little. How strong is this person!

"Very good!" Fan Jiangmoli's eyes flashed with a different light: "I have very few opponents I admire. Now you count one, come on, I will do my best, which is also a respect for you!"

After hearing this, Ye Zhengming curled his lips and smiled, and stomped his feet and flashed to Fan Jiangmoli's side. In an instant, the two of them fought again.

In the duel of experts, you go back and forth, life and death, it is often just a wrong person.

I have never seen Fan Jiangmoli take a battle so seriously. Perhaps, he really admires Ye Zhengming.

Both of them have superb magical powers, reaching the pinnacle, wherever they go, grass leaves fly across,

One is so fast that the other is so weird that the other is so scary!

Just watching from the side makes people feel thrilling.

However, the more I continue to look like this, the more I feel my chest is stuffy and my head is swollen.

After a while, I saw Jing Diexin suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and leaning back.

I hurriedly stepped forward to see her support: "What's wrong with you?"

"Master's wife, I feel so uncomfortable!" She covered her chest and spoke hard.

At this time, the two men happened to be separated by one of their palms.

After standing firmly, Ye Zhengming looked at Jing Dixin and sneered: "How can the showdown between us be coveted by your level? Stay away quickly! Avoid losing your life for no reason!"

"you……"

After saying that, he ignored her reaction and fought with Fan Jiangmoli again.

But he said it right!

The showdown between masters cannot hide any strength, otherwise it will undoubtedly be a death sentence.

In this way, a large amount of magic power leaks from the body will inevitably affect the people or things around us, especially foreign races like us.

I helped Jing Diexin to a tree, reached out to spread some energy for her, adjusted her inner breath,

Seeing her expression recovering a little, she caringly said, "How is it?"

As soon as he recovered, Jing Diexin spoke in anger: "This Ye Zhengming, I used to treat him as a good person! Now I am actually teasing me like this! Humph!"

I touched her head, chuckled and said, "He is afraid that he will implicate you and me."

She looked at me with a little regret: "This is how my master's wife treats everyone as a good person!"

After hearing this, I pursed my lips and smiled without quibbling.

After a stick of incense, with a strong golden light flashing, I saw a sudden violent shaking between the world. That night, Zhengming, fell straight from the sky.

Seeing him falling, Fan Jiangmoli also landed him with a sword from the sky and said lightly: "You are defeated!"

"Hahahaha!" Ye Zhengming covered his chest and smiled happily: "Okay! I lost so much that I was convinced! Fan Jiangmoli is indeed well-known!" There was no sense of silence in his tone.

"If your mana can support half an incense stick of effort, I may not be able to beat you!"

Ye Zhengming snorted coldly: "If you lose, you will lose. If you want to kill and cut, you will be able to listen to the emperor!"

Fan Jiangmoli shook his head: "You are not against me, I have no right to dominate your life and death."

At this time, the war between Dark Night and the man in black has also ended.

Seeing his king being captured, the man in black died and fled, leaving Ling Ding a few captured ones, biting the poison in his mouth and committing suicide.

The Qiongqi, who had strong magic power, also stood there because he consumed huge physical energy and magic power, and Haci was panting heavily, but his eyes were still looking around unconvincedly, full of pride.

"Sang Yin!" Fan Jiangmoli turned around and shouted.

"exist!"

"Take him down!"

"yes!"

After hearing what they said, Qiongqi suddenly stood up, arched his body, and looked like he was about to fight to the death.

Seeing this, Ye Zhengming hurriedly called out, "Poyun!" He shook his head and smiled helplessly, "We are defeated..."

On the way to the royal city, Jing Diexin lowered her head and walked quietly, without saying a word, with a dull expression,

After thinking about it, I raised my foot and said, "Diexin... We did this for..."

"You don't need to explain to me!" Jing Diexin raised her head and smiled: "I saw nothing!"

I was stunned after hearing this, and then smiled gratefully: "Thank you!"

It has been more than two months since we left last time.

When I arrived at Xiaoyaohong's residence, I found that he was already unconscious.

Fan Jiangmoli hurriedly walked forward and carefully fed the fire dragon balls in his arms to his mouth.

"When will your highness wake up?" Sang Yin asked anxiously.

"Within three days!" Fan Jiangmo left and replied, "But after waking up, his body was extremely weak within half a year. You must take good care of yourself!"

Sang Ying nodded quickly, then bowed and said respectfully: "Thank you, Zhenren Mo Li!"

"There's me!" I hurriedly continued.

"Well...thank you, Huo'er!" Sang Yin scratched his head and looked at me with a little embarrassed look.

I put my hips on my hips: "Why thank me?"

"It's coming again!" Jing Diexin covered her forehead and looked at me helplessly: "You need wages if you do some work! You really won't suffer any loss!"

I gave her a fierce look: "Shut up!"

Sang Yin tilted his head and said in confusion: "What do you want?"

I smiled and looked at him maliciously, "Come to my room later and take off all my clothes!"

"What are you going to do? I won't sell myself!" Sang Yin quickly took a step back, covered his chest with his hands, and said as he waited for his eyes.

"Sang Yin, have you forgotten that I once said I would draw a turtle on you?"

Sang Yin: “…”
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