Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

In the eyes of people with different expressions, Yang Ming felt something completely different. At this time, in his body, Shenfeng Jin, Xuyun Jin and Tianshuang Jin were constantly colliding. In the collision, something higher was hidden. The levels of vitality are evolving, but they have never taken shape. During this transformation process, Yang Ming's meridians, internal organs, and body are also under tremendous pressure.

The three strands of Yuan Qi that were gathered between the palms were intertwined, colliding, and merging, and the situation between the entire Yang Ming's meridians and body was clearly revealed.

Yang Ming succeeded, but he only took one step successfully.

"Something is wrong." As time went by, Jing Salamander's heart lifted again. Under the night, she smelled a trace of blood, which was Yang Ming's blood.

Jing Salamander forced himself to calm down, and when he looked at it attentively, he could see faint blood-red cracks on Yang Ming's hands. The inner energy in his body was tearing through his meridians, and even tearing apart the restraints of his body.

"It hasn't been successful yet." Yuan Li also saw something abnormal at this time. She could feel that there was a huge force brewing in Yang Ming's body. That force was so strong that it surpassed Yang Ming's body. The limit that Ming can bear.

Only Zhao Ji looked at the scene in the courtyard completely ignorantly, only thinking that the light in front of her was quite beautiful.

In the battle between man and power, the huge ball of vitality in Yang Ming's palm continued to condense, and the red, green and blue lights merged, gradually converging into a new form of vitality, showing the shape of flowing water, but at the same time, There were already cracks in his palms, but Yang Ming didn't care about it. He knew very well that as long as he could take that step, from now on, there would be no place in the world that he couldn't go to.

But if we can't take advantage of the situation to break through, and we want to make another breakthrough, we don't know when it will be.

"Get up." Suddenly, the divine wind energy, Xuyun energy and Tianshuang energy in Yang Ming's body suddenly merged together. A stream of vitality that was as substantial as water and condensed as water surged through the meridians, but it was like a burst of water. During the flood, it seemed that the dam was breached in just an instant. Under such circumstances, the only way was to 'drain' the situation.

Condensed between the two palms, the vitality that had completed its final transformation was pushed into the sky. As majestic as a tsunami, and as powerful as a thousand armies, the three-point returning vitality rushed high into the sky, opened the night, and suddenly exploded deep in the sky. .

Immediately, Yang Ming shot another amount of vitality into the sky.

"What kind of martial arts is this? Is such a terrifying power really something that a first-rate master can possess?" Yuan Li asked in horror.

The vitality that seemed like running water actually made her feel the threat of death. Even if she was attacked, there would be no chance of survival.

"The snow has stopped?" Compared with Yuan Li's deeper feelings, Zhao Ji's feelings are superficial, but also more intuitive. In her sight, the snow has stopped, the wind has also died down, and there is a vague feeling in the depths of the sky. There was a sound like muffled thunder.

In the black night sky, there seemed to be an all-devouring whirlpool. It was the catharsis of power, tearing the night apart and causing the space to riot. The black clouds were stirred by the explosive power of the three-point return energy, and the falling snowflakes were still there. Before it even touched the ground, it was torn apart and melted by the huge force, disappearing into nothingness. With martial arts practiced to the extreme, it is not impossible to change the celestial phenomena.

Just like the Sun-Concealing Sword is a divine sword that can aspire to the realm of Grandmaster.

Under the catharsis that was almost exhausted, Yang Ming discovered that the three points of returning vitality in his body seemed to be inexhaustible. Under such high-intensity consumption, it only decreased by two points, and this was only just now. It’s just a matter of cultivation. Once it’s completely cultivated, I’m afraid the consumption rate won’t be as fast as the recovery rate.

The so-called circulation of three elements, endless, is by no means an exaggeration. Just this endless persistence is enough to kill the master. In the face of a group fight, there will never be a situation where the energy is exhausted. It can be said that it is a single person. You are invincible when you pick one, and you are not afraid of a group attack.

"You martial arts practitioners, do you think your internal strength is inexhaustible?" Gradually, Zhao Jike discovered something unusual. Although Yang Ming's physical strength was very good, and Zhao Ji had already understood this, her internal strength was so Things must have a limit after all. How could it be abused like this?

"Queen Mother, not everyone can do this. It's just that Captain Yang is too special. Only he can do this." Yuan Li said solemnly. Such a strong inner energy is really beyond Yuan Li's imagination.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Ming retracted his palm, and a majestic vitality surged out along the acupuncture points all over his body, forming a three-foot wall of energy around him. As the vitality circulated, there seemed to be an indestructible force. meaning.

With the flow of vitality, the vitality existing between heaven and earth and the three-point return vitality in Yang Ming's body formed a perfect cycle with Yang Ming as the intermediary. Between the movement of the three-point return vitality, the meridians that were previously torn were Absorbing vitality, it is constantly healing, and is constantly reshaping and transforming in the healing process. The meridians that were like a trickle before are widening and strengthening, and have the potential of a long river.

And that's not all, Yang Ming's scars that spread from his palms to his arms are also being healed under the nourishment of three-thirds of Gui Yuan Qi, and even more three-part Gui Yuan Qi is constantly integrated into Yang Ming's organs, bones, and body, from the whole body. The orientation improves Yang Ming's body functions.

Three-point return to vitality is essentially a unique military skill from another higher level of time and space. It is a martial art that can truly cultivate both Qi and blood and achieve the transformation of life levels.

As the three-point return vitality circulates in the body, the White Tiger's Seven Killing Style, which Yang Ming has practiced to its bottleneck, is also showing a tendency to break through. The transformation of the Qi and blood levels from the ordinary to the mysterious is the fundamental essence of the White Tiger's Seven Killing Style.

"This is a success." Zhao Ji covered her mouth and yawned. She was relieved but felt a little sleepy.

However, you little guy made the Aijia so worried just now. The Aijia must find some compensation.

…

In Qilin Pavilion, the open doors and windows were closed with the arrival of Zhao Ji.

"Speaking of which, when did the Qilin Pavilion of the Ai family become your territory?" He stepped out of his heavy cloak, occupied the soft couch belonging to Yang Ming, and laughed lazily at Yang Ming.

"I borrowed the power of the Queen Mother." Yang Ming, who had officially completed the three-point restoration of vitality, said in a good mood.

"You still know." Zhao Ji said with a smile: "Then tell me, how should you thank the Ai family?"

"This?" Yang Ming hesitated.

"Are you just talking nonsense to deceive the Ai family?" Zhao Ji's face was stern, and for a moment, she was really a bit overbearing.

"Is it okay to thank the Queen Mother like this?" Yang Ming teleported and appeared next to Zhao Ji. His hands skillfully reached towards Zhao Ji's breasts, which were exposed because she was lying on her side.

"Bold." Zhao Ji pressed Yang Ming's unbridled palm, her brows and eyes were already full of autumn water, but she said very forcefully.

"I have always been very courageous. This is not the first time for you, Queen Mother, to know. Moreover, Queen Mother, you should also know..." Yang Ming smiled, but his words suddenly got stuck, and he couldn't help but suck in Zhao Ji's throat. breath.

"Are you talking about this? The Ai family has taken advantage of you now, so be obedient." Zhao Ji has now become the most powerful swordsman in the world.

"But Queen Mother, your weak spot is also in my hands." Yang Ming pointed like a sword. Although there was no sword in his hand, it was not necessarily any weaker than Zhao Ji with the sword in his hand.

"Huh, huh!"

With a soft groan, Zhao Ji arched her soft waist. She was not only pinched by Yang Ming, but also the hardest but also the softest place in her heart.

"Queen Mother, who is going to be obedient now?" Yang Ming joked. The two of them had played similar games countless times. They already knew each other's weaknesses.

"Serve the Ai family and undress." Zhao Ji, whose face was already a little blushing, said with a chuckle. She seemed to have given up.

"As ordered." Yang Ming, who had already entered the role, had already placed his palm on Zhao Ji's waist, his fingers floating gently, and the vast world was clearly visible in Yang Ming's sight.

"Who was so obedient just now?" Zhao Ji teased.

"It's me. However, the change of offensive and defensive positions only happens in a split second. It's not certain who will win or lose." Yang Ming said, his breathing already heavy.

At this time, Zhao Ji was in his sight, her clothes were half-undressed and her jade body was lying on the side.

The perfect style of the Queen Mother was clearly displayed in front of Yang Ming.

The beauty of the clear rivers and the dangers of the mountains in the world have been described in the space between them. The so-called beautiful scenery does not necessarily have to go to the world.

You can also lean down.

Zhao Ji obviously does not intend to distinguish herself from Yang Ming in terms of rhetoric. She is a woman with a pragmatic spirit.

Therefore, the only person who responded to Yang Ming was Zhao Ji's open mind and outstretched arms.

The winter morning came a little late. Zhao Ji woke up from her sleep and looked around. Although the world outside the window was covered with thick snow, it was still gray.

Squeezing into the warm embrace next to her, a sentence she had seen before suddenly appeared in Zhao Ji's mind: a rush of strength, then a decline, and a third failure.

"Today's weather is still not that good." Zhao Ji muttered, but she had no intention of getting up. On this cold snowy day, why did she get up when she could hold such a warm stove?

"It's not that good. The snow came quite early today." Yang Ming looked at the snow and clouds outside the window and fiddled with it casually.

"Oh, why don't you come to the palace? I really want to wake up like this every day." Zhao Ji squeezed into Yang Ming's arms and said.

Zhao Ji really likes Yang Ming's body. Although it has strength, it is not stiff, but has a very strange toughness.

Although the hug is not necessarily too soft, it does not have an ecstatic feeling, at least for Zhao Ji.

"Looking at how scared you are, the Ai family is reluctant to leave." Zhao Ji slightly bent her legs and rubbed the 'little guy' who was obviously frightened.

"I'm a little scared." Yang Ming said as if he was frightened.

"If the Ai family doesn't believe it, you don't know what the Ai family means. You just don't want to come into the palace, you men." Zhao Ji said helplessly.

She used to worry that Yang Ming would approach her and please her just to gain power, but as time went by, Zhao Ji discovered that Yang Ming had never asked for anything from her. Instead, Zhao Ji had been asking for something from Yang Ming. , which inevitably made Zhao Ji worried again, wondering how to completely catch Yang Ming.

She was afraid that Yang Ming would deceive her, but she was even more afraid that Yang Ming would leave her.

"I will use my own hands to get what I want." Yang Ming said firmly.

For Zhao Ji, Yang Ming did have the intention to take advantage of her from the beginning, but he only regarded Zhao Ji as a helper. Moreover, as he got in touch with Zhao Ji, Yang Ming did like this person who had no great wisdom. The Queen Mother.

After all, Zhao Ji is an extremely beautiful woman. Although she is a little older, it is only for Yang Ming. Moreover, Yang Ming's mental age is not young either. What's more, Zhao Ji is really good to Yang Ming. , so good that it was difficult for Yang Ming to refuse Zhao Ji's request, even if Zhao Ji was just making trouble unreasonably sometimes.

"Is it like now?" Zhao Ji said with a smile. As she spoke, her eyes moved slightly downward and fell on a naughty palm.

"Are you just fighting for what you like now?" Zhao Ji said slowly, her words revealing the temptation that belonged to Zhao Ji.

"Have you rested?" Yang Ming, who had already formed a tacit understanding between them, raised his eyebrows, and his murderous intent was fully revealed. It was a murderous intent that Zhao Ji could really feel.

"The Ai family just pities you." Zhao Ji said harshly.

"Is this true?" Yang Ming, who was ignited by Zhao Ji's provocation, asked.

"How can it be false?"

Facts have proved that Zhao Ji is just a tough talker, but she is really soft.