Volume 3: The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Chapter 439: Punch to the Flesh
boom!
In front of the Hua tribe, after a loud bang, a figure was knocked away.
“Zheng!”
Fuxi then turned the long zither and plucked it with his hand. The five strings moved at the same time, and the eight sounds were chaotic. Qing Qian, who was flying backwards, suddenly felt his skin explode, his hair stood on end, and his face became more hideous.
He had never heard such harsh music!
"Fuxi, can you please stop playing your broken piano!" Qing Qian's eyes were red, his blood was boiling, and he punched out, roaring like a dragon, shaking the void.
Fuxi stepped on the Seven Stars and connected with the Gangdou, his figure was graceful. Although the punch was swift, it did not touch the corner of his clothes.
"This zither was given by God. I heard from my teacher that it was a gift from the Virgin Mary. How can you, my cousin, slander this treasure?" Fuxi shook his head.
Qing Qian threw seven punches in a row, but all of them missed. He was furious and wanted to fight again, but when he heard these words, his movements froze for a moment.
The blood rushed backwards and his face turned red.
He looked at Fuxi hatefully, then bowed to the sky, " Holy Mother, have mercy!"
After Qingqian stood still, the long zither turned again, and Fuxi slapped it towards Qingqian.
“Zheng!”
Even though Qing Qian's heart was as hard as a rock, he was frightened by the sound of the piano. Seeing the long piano coming towards him, how could he dare to resist?
He dodged away with a dark face.
But Qing Gan is a man with a high spirit, so how could he tolerate being beaten passively?
He saw his hands forming a yin-yang knot, the world suddenly turned, the clear and turbid air changed, Fuxi suddenly felt dizzy, his body swayed, and he almost fell down.
"The wonder of the two yin and yang?"
Fuxi came back to his senses and almost laughed out loud.
My teacher has gone very far on the road of Yin and Yang. As a disciple, how could he be suppressed by Qing Qian's methods!
He stroked the piano with his hands, and black and white sounds appeared, with the two energies clearly separated.
The big strings are fast, and the small strings are soft and slow. When they are fast, the force is like the collapse of a mountain, and the sound of iron horses shakes the eight directions; when they are soft and slow, it is as crisp as the sound of a jade pendant, and the meaning of the clear and graceful stream cleanses the four poles.
Upon seeing this, Qing Qian immediately reversed the two yin and yang, embracing the yin and carrying the yang. He pushed his hands forward, and the black and white energies dispersed.
Fuxi smiled faintly. He raised his head slightly and saw the sun shining from the sky. When he lowered his brows, he could see the beauty of heaven and earth. Between looking up and looking down, high and low were determined, and yin and yang were regenerated!
Qing Qian's expression changed. He gave up the idea of fighting with Fuxi and kicked him with a whip. The movement and stillness were like an antelope hanging by a horn, leaving no trace. Only the exploding void revealed his power.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Fuxi took a step back, as graceful as a startled swan, with the gentle demeanor of a gentleman.
But immediately, he swung up the zither and smashed it hard.
"roar!"
The roar shook the whole area, Qing Qian's face was distorted, his red eyes almost bulged out, his body retreated violently, standing in the void without landing.
"My cousin has good muscles!"
Fuxi glanced at Qingqian's trembling right leg with surprise in his eyes.
What lineage is this kid from? His body is so strong that the innate spiritual treasure couldn't break his legs?
Little did he know that Qing Qian almost cursed out loud at this moment.
If I hadn't restrained my strength at the end, if I hadn't received some true teachings from Senior Wuhuaizi, I would have been lying down just now!
But even though he suffered such a heavy blow, Qing Qian had no intention of retreating.
"I want to see how long you can activate this treasure with your magic power!"
Fuxi's ability to control the ultimate innate spiritual treasure had already exceeded his expectations at this point. Qing Qian didn't believe that the other party had the magic power to continue maintaining this treasure.
"Come!"
He stretched out his hand and a five-colored divine chain fell down. It was five feet five inches and five tenths of an inch long and surrounded by the five colors of blue, gold, white, purple and black. Qing Qian shook his arms and the divine chain flew through the air and hit Fuxi directly.
At the same time, Qing Qian unfolded his inner martial arts vision. Above the three thousand jade steps, five cities stood tall and twelve-story towers were majestic.
The energy of heaven and earth circulated back and forth in the inner scene, and the immortality of Xuanpin adhered to it, constantly recovering the state of Qingqian. The abundant vitality made his breath extremely long.
"So you are good at refining Qi!"
Fuxi avoided the attack of the divine chain and stared at Qingqian's martial arts. His eyes swept back and forth, and he was amazed in his heart.
"snort!"
Qing Qian exhaled the last breath, then flicked his wrist, and the magic chain moved like a spirit snake, trying to capture Fuxi.
Fuxi stood in the void, his black hair like a waterfall, his eyes like phoenixes and his brows like sparse eyebrows. A lotus flower blossomed between his fingers. The pure white lotus touched the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he seemed extremely excited.
A dazzling light was released, and the lotus was like a small sun. With the infusion of magic power, it became more violent and more difficult to control.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly erupted in chaos.
He pointed at Qing Qian, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.
"Boom!"
Qing Qian's pupils shrank slightly.
boom--
There was a huge explosion in the void, and a collapsed black hole appeared, as if it could swallow everything. Qing Qian opened his inner vision, and the Twelve-story Building suppressed him. He stood still in the sky, his body motionless. No matter how the black hole rotated, it could not drag him in.
But the energy of the explosion destroyed his robes.
The burning breath dissipated, and Qing Qian walked out with a dark face.
Fuxi was at his ease. Facing the aggressive Qing Qian, he actually gave up the help of his magical treasure and put away his zither.
As he took a step forward, a huge divine power spread out, bringing tremendous pressure to Qing Qian, as if dragging him into the abyss.
“Good job!”
Qing Qian's eyes flickered, and an infinite fighting spirit rose in his heart. He advanced forward as if shrinking the earth into an inch. He clasped his five fingers together and chopped down with his palm as if it were a knife. Gold and jade were broken, and the earth cracked in an instant. The wind of nothingness howled, constantly eroding Fuxi's momentum.
Fuxi did not dodge or evade, but delivered a powerful punch.
boom!
The sky suddenly brightened, and he actually revealed his inner vision. Unlike Qing Qian, Fuxi's inner vision was revealed externally, and the 365 acupoints in his body emitted dazzling light.
Qing Qian looked and saw gods existing between the acupoints, who looked exactly like Fuxi. They evolved endless chaos, and countless stars were rotating, and they combined into one punch and struck out with a force as powerful as the creation of the sky!
Fists and palms collided, and the heaven and earth shook violently!
The terrifying power spread in all directions, causing mountains to collapse.
Qing Qianlian took a few steps, squinted his eyes and asked: "Martial Arts Waijing, are you a master practitioner?"
The method of intensive cultivation is to temper the body in order to achieve immortality!
Fuxi shook his head and said, "I don't have any of the meridians, but I just thought this martial arts scene was quite simple, so I practiced it."
"smoothly?"
Qing Gan's mouth twitched.
Those 365 acupoints have already nurtured gods, and judging by the momentum of their evolution into the creation of the world, it's likely that they have also cultivated a branch of power from Senior Wu Huaizi.
But what the hell is this scene of you wanting to open up more than three hundred worlds in one breath?
Aren’t you afraid of death?
He followed Rong Chengzi to visit Wu Huaizi and got some true teachings. How could he not know how difficult it was to practice martial arts? How could it be easy to open a world inside his body!
Fuxi did not explain and threw another punch, like the blazing sun, fierce and domineering.
Qing Qian took a deep breath, knowing that if he held back he would not be able to fight back, he shouted loudly, and his whole body was surrounded by green gold and emerald fire, like a divine figure floating in the sky, and it seemed that with just a thought he could bring down the severe punishment of the ancient times.
"Martial arts divine will?"
Fuxi blinked his eyes and actually practiced the divine cultivation method as well?
The martial arts spirit is to a warrior what the primordial spirit is to an immortal, but there are also differences. The martial arts spirit is more like a highly condensed will of a warrior. As long as the martial arts lasts forever and the fighting spirit is immortal, even if the martial arts spirit is destroyed, it will not affect one's life, and one can just rebuild it.
Qing Qian's divine power has not yet reached the level of breaking through reality and illusion, but it is terrifying enough.
"Sir, what you said is true. My cousin is truly a genius of the human race!" Fuxi felt that it would be difficult to defeat the opponent.
Qing Qian finally got angry.
"Fuxi, can you please call me by my name?"
He seriously suspected that Fuxi wanted to take advantage of him!
"Don't be upset, cousin. I am older than you... Well, let me calculate it for you." Fuxi immediately made calculations with his fingers, and then laughed.
"A moment earlier! That would be correct."
Qing Qian also calculated, and it turned out that Fuxi was really "stupid" than him!
He was extremely depressed.
…
Both of them are rare geniuses in the human race in thousands of years.
Even though Qing Qian is slightly inferior to Fuxi in both martial arts and immortal cultivation, it is not easy for Fuxi to defeat him in a short period of time.
"Xiao Rongzi, where did you find this disciple? How could he fight with my master... my master's new disciple ?" Feng Ling'er couldn't help but feel curious when she saw that the two had been fighting for a long time without a clear winner.
Rong Chengzi is also an elder of the human race. He is a little uncomfortable being called by his childhood name suddenly.
He looked at Feng Ling'er who was the same as always, shook his head and said, "Sixteen years ago, Qing Qian was born in the ancestral land. At first, all things revived, which alarmed the high priest. She brought Qing Qian back and said that he had extraordinary talent, so she entrusted him to practice under the old Taoist when he was three years old..."
Rong Chengzi and Feng Ling'er are old acquaintances. When he was young and led a part of the human race to explore, Feng Ling'er was the priest of his tribe.
But later, Rong Chengzi broke through the Taiyi realm and returned to his ancestral land to guard it. They haven't seen each other for a long time.
"Xiao Chengzi, to be honest, I really envy your talent in martial arts. You were a junior back then, but now when I see you again, you've become a powerful person who can govern a region. Now it's my turn to call you senior!" Feng Ling'er felt emotional as she looked at Rong Chengzi, a man with white hair and a youthful face.
Rong Chengzi smiled and said, "If Ling'er had studied martial arts with me, you would have achieved a breakthrough long ago!"
Feng Ling'er shook her head: "Do you really think I didn't study it before? But after all, it was a little bit behind. Unlike you, you have been smooth sailing all the way and now you have even created your own martial arts lineage!"
Speaking of this, Feng Ling'er couldn't help but complain.
After being among the human race for so long, I finally realized how outrageous some people are.
It is not obvious at first, but at a critical moment, it is as if they are helped by God, as if they have great luck to help them complete their mission.
Before Rong Chengzi started practicing martial arts, he had average aptitude, but after he started studying martial arts, he became a leader.
Including Wuhuaizi, Chisongzi, Ningfengzi and others, each one is more perverted than the other!
If her master hadn't told her that they were truly pure humans, she would have suspected that these four guys were some big shots who came to the human race to gild themselves!
"Wait, your disciple who is practicing Shumai is so extraordinary, could it be..." Feng Ling'er suddenly woke up, she looked at Qing Qian who was fighting with Fuxi, and asked.
Being able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the master, he must be another small account, right?
"No matter who he was in his previous life, he is now a member of our human race."
Rong Chengzi said firmly.
Jumping into the human race's pit, and still wanting to climb out?
"My disciple Qing Qian has an outstanding appearance. Given time, he will surely become a pillar of support for our clan!"
Feng Ling'er turned around and looked Rong Chengzi up and down.
"You are becoming more and more powerful."
"Really?" Rong Chengzi's brows lit up with joy.
Feng Ling'er nodded: "Just like those old guys, they are all thick-skinned."
Rong Chengzi's expression collapsed.
…
The other side.
After a fierce exchange of fists and flesh, Qing Qian took the initiative to shake hands with Fuxi and make peace.
"If I have offended you in any way, I hope you will be more tolerant!" Qing Qian bowed to Fuxi.
At this time, he had a pair of panda eyes, his left face was swollen and his straight nose bridge collapsed. He didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Fuxi smiled gently: "I was too harsh, please don't blame me!"
"No, no, it's because I'm not as skilled as others. How could I blame my brother? It's my fault that my brother's robe was destroyed just now!"
Qing Qian blamed himself repeatedly.
Fuxi had a few strips of cloth hanging from his upper body, leaving most of his body exposed. He said, "No problem, no problem!"
The two of them are truly "brothers in love and respect for each other."
Feng Ling'er in the dark saw this and almost laughed out loud.
She saw clearly what happened just now.
Fuxi, who had mastered the martial arts technique, possessed a much stronger body than Qingqian, and Qingqian engaged him in a fierce fight, ultimately unable to hold his own. Whether intentionally or not, Qingqian, in a moment of desperation, ripped Fuxi's shirt.
Then, Fuxi, who was furious, beat Qingqian to death.
Even though Qing Qian was gifted and had terrifying recovery abilities, he was still somewhat stretched in the face of Fuxi's angry iron fist.
His martial arts spirit was almost shattered, and the speed of vitality recovery was no match for the speed of destruction. It was a relief that he was not killed on the spot because of his strong muscles and bones.
Otherwise, Qing Qian, who is so proud and arrogant, would never admit defeat so easily.
"My brother is truly a powerful person. I wonder who his master is?" With the idea of joining if he can't beat them, Qing Qian shamelessly asked about Fuxi's master. He had already lost face anyway, so he just let it go.
Fuxi changed his clothes and when he heard Qingqian's question, he pointed to Xishan and said, "The master is in the mountain. You can visit him anytime."
Qing Qian turned his head and looked at the not-so-tall Xishan Mountain. He felt a sudden throbbing in his heart, as if some ancient gods and demons were hidden inside.
“Hiss~~”
He gasped and dared not look again .
"Brother, what are you doing?" Fuxi gave him a puzzled look.
Qing Qian looked unnatural, "It's just an accidental injury, it's not a big deal."
Fuxi frowned and turned to look at Mount Xi. Apart from the clouds and mist, he did not see anything unusual.
Shaking his head, Fuxi led Qingqian towards the tribe.
"Since my cousin is here, it would be rude if I didn't invite you in to sit down."
"You're welcome, brother."
Qing Qian said so, but finally chose to follow.
"My brother has traveled through the wilderness and has seen countless tribes. I wonder how the human race outside the Western Wilderness is developing? Is the human race's ancestral land still prosperous? What are the conditions of the various tribes in the south? ... Can you tell me about these?"
Fuxi asked Qingqian many questions regarding the human race.
He is very concerned about the development of various human tribes.
Qing Qian was also a meticulous person. Looking at Fuxi, who was known as the wise king of the human race, he felt a little enlightened.
"Qian, you must tell me everything you know!"
