Broken Night

Chapter 268 ─ How fast

It was hard for him to believe that the two little ghosts had the ability to rival the Three Palaces Realm?

Although unbelievable, he took it seriously.

This is the North, the North where there are endless battles almost every day. Careless people are already dead. The four who died just now were not careless, but underestimated the strength of the two teenagers. But they didn't die in vain, at least their death gave Zheng Ke a reminder.

Zheng Ke walked forward slowly, and with every step he stepped into the snow, the grain strength condensed on his feet would become stronger for several points.

By the time he walked into the tent, his aura had reached its peak. This kind of aura can only appear in the battle against opponents of the same level. It is hard to imagine that it appeared on two little ghosts.

He slowly opened the curtain, but there was no unexpected attack like a violent storm.

The two teenagers just stood in the tent and looked at him calmly.

The journey of cultivation is long, like cutting through thorns.

Every time you break through, you pass a level.

And among them, there are several so-called marks.

Like the Xiantian Palace, it is the first barrier.

Those who have the talent for cultivation and then break through the Xiantian Palace, and those who do not have the talent for cultivation and have a mediocre life.

The two are like the difference between clouds and mud.

For tattooists, the second barrier is the Three Palaces.

People have six houses, and they are full of grain power. They must transform the power of heaven and earth through exercises, and then turn them into their own grain power for their own use. And when the tattoo artist breaks through the third house, no matter it is any third house in the sixth house, there will be wonderful changes.

There is an old saying: Three or three are inexhaustible, six or six are inexhaustible.

After breaking through the three palaces, the three palaces in the body will start to form a cycle on their own. The tattooists in the Three Palaces don’t even need to take the initiative to run the exercises, and the exercises in the body will also operate on their own to absorb the tattoo power converted from the power of heaven and earth, so that their continuous combat power and the power of the tattoo skills have a quality leap.

Therefore, the value of each person with the tattoo of the third palace is more than ten times that of a person with the tattoo of the second palace. Didn't you see that Chen Shugen, who only had one pattern cultivation base in Nancheng back then, was already rampant enough? This shows how rare the cultivation of the Three Palaces and Ten Patterns is.

But for the two teenagers in front of him, seeing Zheng Ke doing his best, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

A man who has been on the mountain for many years and was abused by his mad father;

One is secluded in the Caiwu Cave Mansion, and is constantly molested by the younger brother by the woman who is known as the number one tattoo artist in the world.

After seeing the lion, I will not think that the dog is terrible.

This is the comparison.

Seeing Zheng Ke's full-strength movement, both of them were very calm. Even Yang Tianxing rolled his eyes, such a cultivation level dared to show his prestige in front of Lao Tzu... If he sneezed in front of that old ghost, the person in front of him would die.

Fortunately, Zheng Ke is not a broken man.

Seeing the two teenagers standing so calmly, although I was surprised, they didn't say anything.

His feet seemed to step into the tent calmly, but in the third step after walking in, when the curtain behind him was covered, he had already made a move.

Yang Tianxing's pupils shrank, and he let out a low voice!

The pink pattern of the left-hand palace was fully exposed, blocking Wan Erhao and Yang Tianxing like a mask!

boom!

An invisible wave slammed into the pink mask, and Yang Tianxing's face instantly turned pale! And Wan Erhao, who was behind him, drew his bow and arrow again!

Whoosh whoosh!

Three light arrows of pattern force roared away with mysterious patterns.

Although Wan Erhao has not yet broken through the Xiantian Palace, his ten fingers are extremely fast in marking the pattern; but such a fast speed means that the corresponding pattern is not repeated; the pattern that is not complicated means that the attack power is insufficient.

The pattern of light arrows in front of him is already the fastest and most powerful pattern that Wan Erhao can use at his current cultivation level.

Zheng Ke stood there dumbfounded, as if turning a blind eye to the three arrows of light coming towards him.

puff!

Like the sound of a torch being doused by the drizzle.

The three light arrows disappeared a few inches in front of Zheng Ke.

Regardless of Wan Erhao and Yang Tianxing, there was a dignified expression on their faces. Even Wan Erhao, who has always been silent, couldn't help but say, "What a fast leg."

"Oh?" Zheng Ke was even more surprised: "Good eyesight."

Yes, Zheng Ke was able to survive in the north of the endless battle, relying on his unparalleled leg skills. His Xiantian Palace is his left foot. To be able to break through means to be good at it. For his feet, he is naturally extremely flexible and supple. After cultivating the strength of the lines, it became his most powerful weapon.

Regardless of the light arrow he just blocked, the third step he walked in was actually a move his legs made faster than normal human eyesight could catch.

Hearing Zheng Ke's words, Yang Tianxing pouted, but his pale face did not hide his disdain: "How fast is this?"

Zheng Ke also smiled.

I don't know how many tattoo artists of the same level died because of their incomparable leg skills. Naturally, he wouldn't care about the words of the two little ghosts: "Then let you see how fast they are."

After speaking, Yang Tianxing and Wan Erhao's pupils shrank, and time seemed to slow down.

"...how fast..."

In the eyes of the two of them, the smile on Zheng Ke's face was still hanging, which made his ordinary face seem a bit unfathomable. However, his right leg slammed on the ground, and his body was in the air. His left foot instantly slashed and swept his feet like a bolt of lightning, and the wave of grain force was condensed between his bare feet and shot out like a bullet.

Two translucent arcs of light cut through the space and shot towards Wan Erhao and Yang Tianxing like a cross!

Time returns to normal.

"Bar."

The scene just now was completed in just a blink of an eye, and even in the eyes of ordinary people, Zheng Ke didn't even move. When Zheng Ke finished speaking, the two legs were already shooting straight at the two of them! However, Wan Erhao and Yang Tianxing were both very human beings. They had already fled from the left and the right, and two qi energy passed through the center of the two, making a big hole in the tent.

Naturally, the two of them would not be beaten hard, Yang Tianxing looked cold, pointed the front of the spear in his hand, and charged towards Zheng Ke!

Zheng Kezhen admired the two teenagers in front of him.

A tattoo artist who dares to pounce on the third palace is like a moth to a fire in the world of practice, but Yang Tianxing has a tragic aura. Zheng Ke clearly felt that the young man in front of him was not dying, but an absolute confidence.

Zheng Ke didn't seem to move, but in fact his left foot had already moved.

His left foot was flattened toward Yang Tianxing, like the imaginary point of a spear.

The pattern is illuminated from the soles of the feet.

That is [North Wind Pattern].

The north wind pattern is an aggressive pattern that looks like a fierce wind drawn by several strokes. This pattern is not very high-level, and Zheng Ke is not from a famous family. It is difficult for a wild pattern artist like him to get into the mysterious and mysterious patterns.

However, based on his experience in life and death battles and his unparalleled leg skills, he turned the simple north wind pattern into a scythe that harvested life.

At this moment, he stretched out his left foot, like a spear shooting out a gust of wind, almost when Yang Tianxing noticed it, he had come to him.

Between life and death, almost all the pores of Yang Tianxing's body were trembling!

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