Chapter 41: Traveling

Chapter 41: Traveling

Fang Xian was too lazy to pay attention to his fame in the martial arts world.

What he cared about was the spoils of war he got after killing Nie Yinlong with the information of Golden Wind Drizzle Building, and sweeping up the sub-rudder of Star Picking Tower again and again.

The size of two palms, a dark golden afterimage appeared in his hand.

Above, there are dense texts, moves, and various meditation techniques.

If you add the remnant map of the white tiger in his hand, it will just form a completely innate unique skill "Seven Killing Fist of the White Tiger"!

"It seems that this boxing method was divided into three parts, two of which fell into the hands of Star Picking Tower, and the other part was somehow hidden in an ordinary internal training method which I have coincidentally found"

Fang Xian nodded and re-understood this complete innate skill.

The first two levels of Seven Killing Fist of the White Tiger' were similar to what he had learned before, except that there were a few more skills and moves.

What really moved him was the content of the third level.

"The first level of Seven Killing Fist of the White Tiger' is being possessed by a white tiger, the second level is acupoints, and when it reaches the third level, the starlight enters the body, borrowing the power of heaven and earth, so that every move can carry the spirit of heaven and earth in every move. This is the realm of the great master of the unity of heaven and man!"

"Starlight? This kind of thing really exists, can it be absorbed into the body?"

Fang Xian felt something was wrong: "If it's true, then it's out of the category of martial arts, it's supernatural powers and spells"

He walked out of the cave where he was temporarily sheltered and came to the outside world.

At this time, it was night, bathed in the splendor of stars, Fang Xian suddenly took a stance and practiced his fist techniques under the moonlight.

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Now, between his movements, his moves are turning like a big white tiger.

"Thinking of the White Tiger Star in the Heavenly Palace, the light of the Seven Killing Stars has entered my body, hurried as a law!"

Fang Xian's spirit diverged, and the whole person was like a madman, in a trance.

The night passed and nothing happened

"This third level, could it be fake?"

He took out the White Tiger Seven Killing Fist' and shook his head secretly: "Sure enough the realm of a great master is not so easy to achieve"

However, Fang Xian still has a cheat.

With the thought of a move, a large amount of Hunyuan True Qi poured into the attribute column.

It was a table in the southwest corner. A pair of grandfathers and grandchildren sat together with other guests, chatting from time to time.

"Since the implementation of the new law in Yuanwu Kingdom, the blood fighting among domestic martial artists has been decreasing daily, which is a good thing This little old man is going to take his grandson with him, hoping to enter the martial arts school and take martial arts exams in the future"

The grandfather looked at his grandson next to him with a doting face and said with emotion.

"Heythen you're going to be disappointed!"

Another warrior shook his head: "Now in Yuanwu, the Zhongzheng Official' responsible for evaluating the ninth-rank warriors is controlled by aristocratic families and major sects. Ordinary unaffiliated warriors, if they are not the lackeys of the aristocratic sect, can't stand out at all."

"What?" The old man's expression changed: "This The little old man back in his hometown has never heard of this"

"Furthermore, in recent years, there has been a bloody storm in Yuanwu. It's just that outsiders don't know about it. Even the Golden Wind Drizzle Tower, which has always been neutral, has been exiled from the country. According to rumors, they have come to Morocco Country, after all, the business here has developed"

The warrior sighed again.

"The great master Chu Madman, Nie Yinlong, one of the two dragons, and Yuan Dingtian, the master of the six sects, Yuan Zongshi Are there still a few top masters who have died in the Yuanwu Kingdom these years?"

A person next to him sighed: "However, in such a chaotic situation, there are new stars emerging For example, the White Tiger Star Lord', it is said that he was less than 20 years old, and he was already able to kill the master and become the best martial artist in the world."

The old man was interested: "My houses Xiao Hu likes that senior the most."

"Haha How many White Tiger Star Lords are there in this huge jianghu? On the contrary, there are countless warriors who died on the side of the road and no one collected their bodies Moreover, the White Tiger Star Lord has disappeared since he killed Nie Yinlong, and he may already be dead"

A young warrior suddenly sneered.

"What? How dare you curse the senior I admire?" Another young man wearing gloves roared: "I will never let you go with my iron fist."

"Huh? You think Im afraid of you?"

The young warrior who spoke was holding a short spear, and the spearhead was connected, like a hundred birds chasing a phoenix.

In an instant, the inn was in chaos, and many people were running around.

Fighting against warriors and accidentally hurting others is not a joke.

But after the two warriors made a move, their figures remained motionless.

If you get closer, you can also see the big cold sweat on their foreheads.

"If you want to fight out, don't do it here, it's not good to accidentally hurt others."

Fang Xian put down the wine bowl and said.

He was using the power of his mind just now, released his aura slightly, and suppressed the two little guys for a while, but he did not expect the effect to be surprisingly good.