Chapter 574

What kind of Kung Fu is the best in the world?

There will be a different answer in everyone's heart, and countless people will have countless answers.

However, there is a fact that is generally acknowledged: those who are good at Qi are many times stronger than those who practice it.

It's like a threshold. You know how to use the Qi machine in your body, and you find more secrets of your body. Congratulations, you are qualified to enter the inner Jianghu. That's your ticket.

If you practice energy all your life, even if you have infinite strength, you will lose miserably when you meet a master of practicing Qi.

No matter how powerful a person's mental arithmetic ability is, what's the winner when he meets a computer? And the computer can calculate endlessly without eating or drinking. Just give him enough energy.

This is the level that 99% of martial artists can achieve. With one enemy and ten, or even one as a hundred, this is already one out of ten experts.

Understand the world and find the mystery of human body. Find the air flow, guide the air flow, use the air flow, hit rocks and wood, hit cattle across mountains, cut off the Yangtze River, destroy the sky and the earth and fall down the stars - this is the power of God.

Yes, from ancient times to the present, through the ages, countless people are looking for or trying to borrow the power of God.

Qin Shihuang sent countless virgins and virgins to seek immortality of elders in overseas Xianshan mountain. Don't they also believe that there are gods in the world?

Those people in the Jianghu are climbing on the sacred road.

Through hardships, time and life, just for one day to be able to stand on the seat of God, holding the sun and the moon, a fist out to smash the stars.

Of course, that road is very painful and infinitely far away. Lonely and desolate, love is forgotten all one's life. However, there are still a group of beggars who are reluctant to give up.

Luo Jin belongs to this kind of people. He is one of those countless beggars.

Li Dazui, the king of Dao, didn't practice his strength, but he learned the supreme Dao technique by himself.

His Sabre technique can force the powerful arrow God Tang hunter to retreat. At last, he had to use the arrow to resist the attack and save the city.

That is to say, Li Dazui has subverted people's cognition - it is not only energy that can enter the inner Jianghu.

Li Dazui has no energy, so can't he enter the inner Jianghu with his strength?

Most importantly, through the research of Tang Ye and others, it was found that when Li Dazui used the sabre, he was able to use the most primitive Qi of heaven and earth that had not been processed and refined by the body - that is, the brute force that Neijiang Lakers despised.

There is also a typical example in history. Li xuanba, the fourth son of Liyuan, holds two sledgehammers and spreads all over the world. It is called the first hero of Sui and Tang Dynasties.

However, due to the heavy killing heart, he violated the teacher's training and killed Yuwen Chengdu, who had three years of dragon's life, and was avenged by nine days' YingYuan thunder to popularize Tianzun and died of Tianqian.

Li xuanba is the kind of hero who only relies on his brute force to fight the world. Although suffering from the scourge, he has opened another way for future generations to practice martial arts - the strength of the body itself.

Li Dazui, the king of Dao, belongs to this kind of person, so does Luo Jin, the king of Dao.

When Luo Jin got the book, he cried. It's not a surprise, it's a choice.

Because he is very clear that the first thing to learn the peerless Sabre technique in the book of sabres is to discard the Qi sea, release all the energy, and make himself become an "ordinary person" with only one strength.

Just like Lin Pingzhi's first thing to do after he got the "exorcism sword manual" is to feel like "if you want to learn this skill, you must go to your own Palace first".

Of course, the mood of Lin Ping 's Yue Buqun may have been more complicated at that time.

Luo Jin finally made a choice. He pierced his "air sea" and made himself a useless waster.

For a long time, Luo Jin couldn't even lift his own woodcutter.

He used more than 20 years to achieve his name of "king of Swords", which was destroyed overnight. And then in more than 20 years, I will find what I lost step by step.

Every successful person deserves respect, and Dao Jun is our model.

So he cut it.

Li Dazui's chopper was cut.

Li Dazui didn't mean to kill, nor did Luo Jin.

Li Dazui has no energy, and Luo Jin has no energy since he abandoned Qihai.

Li Dazui's knife uses the force of his body to induce the force of nature. The force of nature is Li Dazui's strength.

So is Luo Jin's Dao.

It's fun to fight with people.

Man fights with nature and finds himself bitter.

Fang Yan feels miserable now.

It was not until this time that he deeply felt the profundity and power of the wood cleaver. It was not until this time that he understood the principle of the wood cleaver.

What is the best trick? It's hard to know.

Because tomorrow hasn't come yet, no one knows the next step.

Firewood cutting is Fang Yan's "unpredictable world". It hides its murderous Qi and its "natural power".It is to follow the trend, it is to use force.

Most of all, even Luo Jin himself was not clear about the change of his knife position.

The change of the knife depends entirely on the change of the opponent.

Luo Jin is a Dao, and Dao is the operator.

This is Li Dazui's Dao manual, which is the unique skill of a generation of Dao kings.

Fang Yan becomes a puppet, a puppet that can't speak or move.

He could do nothing but think.

It's like a flash in the pan, like Cinderella in crystal shoes, or like a huge black curtain with a meteor shower -

that ordinary knife, that simple knife suddenly glows, which is hard to face up to.

Whew -

a long knife cuts through the sky and the night sky.

He was shining silver, and he split toward Fang Yan's head.

Now Fang Yan can only be slaughtered.

"Don't --" cried the black man in black, his eyes wide open.

Nobody thought that Dao Jun was so powerful.

When she was about to pounce on Fang Yan in the battle group, diabolo suddenly took his hand, only when he reached out his wrist, countless palms overlapped, and the man in black who was unprepared was beaten out by him.

Pa -

the body of the man in black fell heavily on the ground.

"It's so powerful -" deadwood's eyes were shining, and he stared at the knife in the hand of the king without blinking.

"What a simple knife." The old man in grey on the top of the mountain sighed. "What a dazzling knife. It's a good sign to see the king of the sword again after him. "

"Don't --" Fang Yan also roared in his heart.

How could he die? He still has a lot of money to spend, he still has a lot of things to do, he still has a lot of women - no goodbye. He still has a lot of kindness to repay, he still has a lot of hatred to vent.

How could he die? Even if you die, you can't be killed by a knife - that's too sad and unsightly.

If Fang Yingxiong saw his body split in two, he said next to the coffin, "how can he be split in two? It's not in line with the aesthetic standards of our appearance Association -- "

at that time, Fang Yan could not jump out of the coffin and strangle him?

The blade is incisive and the meaning of the knife is vertical and horizontal.

Fang Yan saw only one knife in his eyes, but he felt that countless knives were attacking him.

The most intolerable torture is the mountain and the sea of fire. For Fang Yan at this time, he is indulging in a sea of knives.

Eyes are useless, Fang Yan closes them.

Even the limbs are useless, Fang Yan lets them lock their own limbs.

Fang Yan's heart of Taiji whirled wildly, this time faster and fiercer than ever.

Wheezing and wheezing -

the red fire in Dantian looks like it's going to burn. The air sea has become an indistinguishable wind and fire wheel to the naked eye, like a black hole in the starry sky that constantly devours everything around it.

Fang Yan felt thirsty and felt that his body was about to be roasted by the heart of Taiji.

"The original Taiji heart can also be used as an oven -" Fang Yan thought in his heart.

Strange, how could such an idea exist in such a dangerous time?

Fang Yan wanted to slap himself.

He did, too.

Pa -

the burning pain on his face.

However, to his surprise, his hands and feet were still trapped by the sword meaning released by Luo Jin, the king of Dao, and could not move at all.

If so, who slapped him in the face?

Ghost face?

It is said that when one's Kung Fu is profound, one can mobilize some forces that are not controlled by the world and are not known by others.

People in the Jianghu call it "ghost face".

The knife is getting closer and closer. It has reached Fang Yan's head.

Click click -

thanks to Taiji's heart, Fang Yan can clearly feel that the hair on his head is cut by Sabre Qi.

One, two, three, four and five -

Fang Yan was very worried about becoming a bald man after the fight.

"Ye is gentle --" Fang Yan shouted. He didn't know why he would shout Ye meek's name at the moment of life and death, but Fang Yan at this moment really missed Ye meek.

Just say goodbye!

While shouting, he reached out his hands to meet Luo Jin's long sword.

Yes, although his hands were trapped by the sword and the force of nature, he still held out his hands.

Just as he wanted to slap himself, his face was burning with pain.

Shua -

a round of scorching sun rises like a light column.This silver light shines on a sword peak, then on all things in the world.

He appears too abrupt, his light is too dazzling.

It's the light of God, it's the light of God.

In this dark world, at the top of Jianfeng mountain without any light, it is the only star.

So, it's hard for everyone around to open their eyes.

When everyone adapts to his presence, when everyone can open their eyes.

They saw a magical scene!