Reaching the other shore starting from the research and development of Yi Jin Jing

Ruins of the Sea.

Ruins of the Nine-Layered Continent.

A new storm has appeared, how can we stop moving forward.

"Luo Yan, Thunder God, Demon Cave Swordsman, Heart-Digging Old Demon, Sword Lady, Eagle Claw King, Taixuzi, Demon Monk!"

"Mountain-Moving Taoist is already the ninth person!"

Yan Chuang looked at the task and had long been numb.

He now had no interest in any military merits or treasures, and was more immersed in military lectures.

As time passed, as the earth-shaking movements here in the Nine-Layered Continent continued to spread, more and more high-level gods gathered, and there were already more than 400,000 high-level gods. This was Yan Chuang's most precious wealth and his real interest.

Therefore.

Yan Chuang rarely killed people. Facing the siege of countless high-level gods from all directions, he just dodged blindly. With the "Lingbo Weibu" in his body, Yan Chuang was relaxed and his body movements were unpredictable.

He concentrated his true energy on the meridians of his legs, and instantly burst out with powerful power, and his figure moved quickly like a ghost.

Whoosh whoosh!

Every movement brought a breeze, and his clothes fluttered, as if he had merged with the chaos of Guixu.

His figure instantly split into several illusory shadows. These phantoms were not simple visual residues, but were formed by the short-term condensation of true energy, which had a certain degree of confusion and deterrence.

This was exactly the inspiration from the Taoist "Dou Luo Hand" of Yishan Taoist, which was absorbed by Yan Chuang and used for his own purposes.

It seemed that multiple Yan Chuangs appeared in front of the high-level gods from all directions at the same time. The movements and postures of each phantom were vivid and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

During the movement, Yan Chuang's figure was erratic, appearing and disappearing from time to time, as if he was shuttling through the void.

His footsteps were as light as feathers falling, and as fast as lightning.

The eyes of the high-level gods from all directions followed closely, but the numerous phantoms dazzled them. Their eyeballs moved quickly, trying to capture Yan Chuang's real position, but they were disturbed by the phantoms and could not concentrate.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

They tried to attack any figure that might be real, but they only hit Chaos and made a futile whistling sound.

Yan Chuang didn't kill them.

They couldn't kill Yan Chuang either.

Hello!

I'm fine!

Hello everyone!

Yan Chuang's figure, real and fake!

The changes in his footsteps were extremely subtle, sometimes light as a phantom, the true energy flowed like a trickle under his feet, and his footsteps seemed to just lightly pass over the ground without a trace of wind.

It seemed casual and relaxed, making high-level gods from all directions mistakenly think that this was just a feint, so they relaxed their vigilance and shifted the focus of defense to other directions.

However, the next moment——

Boom!

The true energy suddenly erupted, like a surging torrent, the footsteps became heavy as real, and the power instantly gathered at the attacking part. This change came suddenly and without warning.

High-level gods from all directions found it difficult to distinguish between real and fake attacks in an instant, and often discovered Yan Chuang's true intentions after misjudgment.

Fortunately, Yan Chuang did not kill people, but only drove away the enemy. After the false alarm, everyone was more focused and could listen to Yan Chuang's martial arts lecture more attentively!

"Teaching and Learning"!

Feedback was overwhelming!

Yan Chuang was very happy!

But he kept moving around, blurring his left and right, and his movement in the left and right directions reached an astonishing speed.

The true energy flowed in his body like a surging tide, changing direction in an instant without any obstruction.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

After a while, he appeared on the left side, with a whistling palm wind and a sharp true energy impact.

Yan Chuang's palm was like a burning flame, and the true energy surged in his palm. High-level gods from all directions hurriedly raised their arms to resist, and the muscles on their arms were tense and the veins were bulging.

However.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Chuang flashed to the right again, pointing his sword at his throat, so fast that only a blurry light and shadow were left.

The true energy on the fingertips condensed into a sharp edge, as if it could penetrate everything.

The eyes of high-level generals from all directions quickly switched between left and right, and the speed of their eyeballs could hardly keep up with the changes in Yan Chuang's body shape.

Of course.

Yan Chuang rarely killed people. His attacks were just reminders. Unless the person was stubborn and distracted again and again, Yan Chuang would get angry and hurt or kill people. Otherwise, in most cases, it was just a friendly reminder to remind these people to listen carefully, nothing more.

Yan Chuang's advance and retreat were unpredictable.

He let the true energy flow freely in the meridians of his legs, and there was no regular switching between forward and backward.

Swish!

Wow!

After a while, he rushed forward, like a ferocious cheetah, with a fierce momentum. The body leaned forward, the footsteps stepped on the ground forcefully, and every step shook up the chaos.

The true energy was surging in his body, but at the moment when he was about to contact the high-level generals, Yan Chuang reversed the direction of his body's movement with the true energy and retreated rapidly.

This transformation was completed in an instant, like a fish in a rapids suddenly turning around.

The attacks of high-level generals from all directions missed.

Hey!

Just teasing you!

Yan Chuang's height is unpredictable, and he carefully moves his true energy to his whole body, accurately controlling the ups and downs of his body.

His body rises and falls, and he may jump into the air in an instant, like a flying bird spreading its wings.

The true energy bursts out from the soles of his feet, holding his body high up, with a graceful posture, smooth movements, and sharp palm wind, accompanied by a whistling sound.

Then, he leans in and gets close, as slippery as a loach.

The true energy is instantly transferred to the bottom of the body, making the body lightly close to the bottom chaos.

Virtual and real!

Left and right!

High and low!

Yan Chuang plays "Impermanence" in a variety of ways, but this is not over yet, he still has more!

But Yan Chuang's speed was disordered. His control over the true qi reached a superb level, and he could change the speed of movement at will.

Boom!

The instant acceleration was like a storm, the true qi rushed through the meridians, and his body was like an arrow from a string, leaving the high-level gods from all directions no time to react.

Yan Chuang's figure blurred in an instant, leaving only a residual image.

Then, he suddenly moved slowly, seemingly leisurely, but in fact the true qi flowed slowly in his body, and the calm on the surface concealed a surging force.

"Sometimes fast!"

"Sometimes slow!"

"What's going on?!"

This change in rhythm kept the nerves of the high-level gods from all directions in a highly tense state. The more nervous they were, the more they could concentrate on listening, and the more they concentrated on listening, the more feedback Yan Chuang's "Teaching and Learning" could get.

"Good!"

"Very good!"

Yan Chuang laughed, but others didn't know what he was laughing at.

Especially the Taoist Master Yishan——

"This Yan Chuang!"

He was breaking through, and the first person he was on guard against was Yan Chuang, but Yan Chuang did not come to kill him, but played with these high-level gods, which made the Taoist Master Yishan confused.

He looked at Yan Chuang——

Sometimes he was a phantom.

Sometimes he was a mixture of reality and illusion.

Sometimes he was confused.

Sometimes he advanced and retreated unpredictably.

Sometimes he was unpredictable.

Sometimes he was fast and slow in disorder.

So strong!

So wonderful!

"Body skills!"

"It can be like this!"

"This Yan Chuang! He is worthy of being the living King of Hell! This body skills alone is enough to look down on the heroes, enough to be invincible under the realm of the God of War, and to be invincible by nature!"

Even though the Taoist Master Yishan was breaking through, he was fascinated for a while!

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