The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Feng Qingyang is still in the joy of fighting against his bull-headed opponent for the first time, and it’s natural:

Let me see what other tricks you have up your sleeve?

Yu Canghai saw that Feng Qingyang didn't make a move, so he used the Crane and Nine Heavens Divine Skill to hit his chest hard with the Heart-Calling Palm, and then he knelt down on the ground.

"Huh? What are you doing? Suicide?"

Everyone from Feng Qingyang to Li Hao and others were confused.

……

The magical power of Crane and Nine Heavens is called a magical power, and there is something wonderful about it.

After this skill is innate, you can use true energy as bubble membranes to store oxygen, and then allow countless bubbles to flow throughout the body with the blood, thereby storing oxygen and true energy throughout the body.

After mastering this martial arts, you can even fill your bones with air bubbles and become as hollow as bird bones, making them extremely light.

It is said that after practicing this Kung Fu to the extreme, not only can one's Qi pulse be so long that one can go without breathing for seven days, but one's body can only weigh thirty or forty kilograms. No matter how light the sword is, it can be seen like an antelope hanging its horns.

The Heart-Destroying Palm of the Qingcheng Sect has been passed down from generation to generation. It involves refining the fire poison into the hands, and then using the true energy to stimulate it. It is extremely powerful.

"...Then if...if...it's really in a bubble, can it be replaced by something else?

Can it be replaced by something fire-poisonous?"

This idea has been crazily growing in Yu Canghai's heart for a long time, but he didn't dare to try it. He is the last inheritor of the sect, how can he risk it with his own body?

But now, it doesn’t matter if you don’t succeed or die...

A large amount of true energy surges through the meridians near the stomach, turning into small true bubbles to wrap up the hydrocarbons in the stomach, and then penetrates into the blood circulation system that is running under high load under the stimulation of Heart Destroying Palm, and finally flows into all parts of the body.

Organs and tissues.

The method of refining fire poison in the Heart-Destroying Palm activates all organs, meridians, and tissues of the whole body at the same time, causing true bubbles like dust to be suspended in blood, interstitial fluid, lymph and other extra-tissue fluids.

The powerful vitality of the Xiantian realm barely allowed him to avoid death directly...

Yu Canghai wailed.

The internal refining method roughly destroyed his body. It was a pain that even ten thousand ants could not describe even one percent of. It was the wail and funeral song of every tissue and cell!

But,

"Such pain... How can such pain compare to the heartache of losing everything that night?" Yu Canghai thought.

Of course there is no divine will in the mere middle stage of innateness, and there is no soil for the birth of souls in this world.

But the firm intention miraculously inspired the final potential of this tattered skin.

Late congenital stage, breakthrough!

A lot of new energy quickly joined the changes as a new force, and finally the fire oil was completely converted and became an inseparable part of Yu Canghai.

After sitting on his knees for a long time, he slowly endured the ubiquitous pain, stood up slowly, and pulled off the tattered Taoist robe, and the fabric burned on his hands.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of spit with black blood towards Feng Qingyang. It rubbed in the air and turned into a fire bomb. Feng Qingyang was surprised and turned his head to avoid it.

"Long wait, Senior Feng! Let's start the second half!"

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Fire escape master Yu Canghai faces off against copy swordsman Feng Qingyang, and the battle is about to begin.

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Yu Canghai wrapped his hands with cloth, and every punch and palm was accompanied by flames. Occasionally, he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of fire bombs.

Feng Qingyang was also shocked by this martial arts style that he had never seen before. With caution, he used his body skills to evade and collect information about Yu Canghai.

After dodging more than ten moves, he suddenly drew his sword, activated it with his true energy, and fought a few feet away.

In less than ten moves, Yu Canghai was hit twice by the sword, which made him become ferocious. He opened his mouth to its maximum, turning it into a fire starter, spitting out a pillar of fire several feet long.

Feng Qingyang stepped back continuously, using Qing Gong to float back about ten feet. Upon seeing this, Yu Canghai directly used his luck to use the 'Splitting Air Palm'.

This palm hit Feng Qingyang over a distance of fifty meters, but the speed was too slow, and Feng Qingyang easily dodged it, only burning a few hairs, and then flew dozens of meters away before dissipating.

An innate master who has condensed his true qi can basically use the ‘Air Splitting Palm’. Depending on the difference in skill and skill, the range can range from two or three feet to six or seven feet.

If you know how to use the magical power of snapping your fingers and the long-distance attack martial arts of Yiyang Finger, you might be able to hit more than ten feet.

But Guanzhu Yu, with your palm, the fire ball flew hundreds of meters like fireworks. Isn’t this a bit cheating?

Li Hao was stunned.

Hey hey hey, buddy, are you in Cosplay Caozhijing?

Master Yu, this is classical martial arts, not a Hong Kong comic! The style of painting is wrong!

……

Feng Qingyang is very angry!

Yu Canghai's fire magic skill is indeed something special. Every attack has special effects such as scorching and burning, and it can also breathe fire.

But the actual lethality of the flame is just that, and he can handle it.

Yu Canghai is still far from his opponent. Now they have only exchanged more than twenty moves, and he has already suffered two sword wounds. Feng Qingyang has true energy to protect himself, and there is no injury.

Big advantage, you can win.

But the real pain of Feng Qingyang is:

My long hair, beard and clothes have been almost burned away!

Feng, an expert of a certain generation, unexpectedly lost his life at the end of his life and had his clothes destroyed and most of his body exposed in front of his children and grandchildren.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang felt a surge of anger burning in his head. He pulled out without cover, got close to Yu Canghai, and forcibly faced his hand that was burning with fire and smoke.

Although his palms were burning and smoking, Feng Qingyang seized the opportunity and used Huashan's secret skill [Three Deadly Immortals Chain Sword].

Straight slash, horizontal cut, and reverse kick, all three swords are done in one go.

Yu Canghai couldn't dodge, and there were two sword marks on his chest and back, and his left hand was cut off directly from his forearm!

Feng Qingyang struck Yu Canghai Tanzhong with a palm, knocking him away seven or eight meters, then sheathed his sword and stood up.

"It seems there is a limit to the explosiveness!" Commentator and applause Li Hao sighed.

"But Yu Canghai is proud enough to be able to withstand thirty moves under Feng Qingyang."

Feng Qingyang also felt that the overall situation had been decided. Just when he was about to speak, Yu Canghai's previously severed left arm exploded directly. Several pieces of flesh and blood spontaneously ignited, and one piece came straight towards Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang couldn't dodge, so he used his true energy to protect his body's vitals. However, the impact of the fireball was not strong, and it couldn't break his protective energy. It only ignited the clothes on his body again.

Feng Qingyang hurriedly put out the fire, but there was not much clothing left to cover her body.

He had no choice but to carry a piece of rag that he had finally rescued, and covered the vital parts of his lower body, revealing his upper body that was turned gray and black by smoke and fire, and his dark head with no hair or eyebrows.

......

Where in Africa are you from? This bright black color is the black flag of Africa!

Li Hao looked around, and saw that what was once a lush forest had been destroyed by the disaster, with only a few trees left intact. Dozens of stone steps and nearby soil were also burnt to a crisp.

Fortunately it rained yesterday, otherwise the mountain would have burned down.

Look at the Yu Canghai that looks like it has been blasted by a bomb, black and scorched, and the black uncle Feng Qingyang who fled through a 30-kilometer war zone with only half of his pants left. If there is a camera to capture this, wouldn’t it be a post-Syrian reality?

The perfect photo of ism?

Li Hao realized that Yu Canghai's martial arts was to transform himself, his opponents, and the environment into a Syrian style!

Awesome!