Sui Tian Gou Chapter 320: Talented veins

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Bao Fengnan not only broke the palm of his mad sand, but also got hit in both legs. His body was like a piece of wood, involuntarily tossed away.

Ba Fengnan wanted to reach out and catch it, but he himself was in the air immediately, accelerating and spinning away. Almost exhausted the strength of breastfeeding, after retreating ten meters, he was able to stand firm.

The beggar of Kyushu slammed his eyes, shouted a loud noise, the hurricane was everywhere, and the force was blowing, and it was so violent that it was a hundred times stronger than the torrential rain.

Bao Fengnan, who was facing him first, was the first to suffer. There were many places on his chest, and he immediately made a crackling sound like a firecracker.

Then he spouted a mouthful of blood, and knelt down with half his foot.

As for the other Martial Spirit Commanders, they were thrown out of the hall by the fierce scent of the sun as if they had entered a furnace. There is no one in one.

The only person who can withstand huge invisible pressure is Yi Jing.

But he also managed to do this after exhausting all his power, and he had to hide his face with his hands. He was not hurt by the breath coming from his side.

"Boom!" The murderous spirit disappeared, and the old beggar jumped up happily again, sitting on the chair and giggling like an old naughty boy.

"It's not fun, it's not fun, it's not fun to play."

Yi Jing swallowed, and hurried to Ba Fengnan's side. Lift him up.

But seeing Ba Fengnan's body, there were 108 soul veins in his body that were shocked. The peculiar thing is that it didn't cause blood flow, Yi Jing couldn't guess whether Ba Fengnan was abandoned by the other party as a martial artist. If this is the case, then—he couldn't even think about it.

"Senior, he—is he dead? Although Ba Fengnan is disrespectful to Senior, you can't kill him. He was only killing him when he blasted his body and acupuncture points. You are It’s an insult to our martial artist on the Martial Soul Continent."

Although Yi Jing respects Kyushu beggars, how can he not make him angry with the death of his good brother Ba Fengnan. Even the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, it seemed that the patience of Kyushu beggars had reached the limit.

"Why, boy, if the old man really killed him. What would you do."

"Haha, then I will only shoot immediately. Fight with you to die and break the net. There will be no stolen life."

"Then why don't you do it yet." The statue of the beggar of Kyushu suddenly turned into an incomparable, powerful and explosive overlord, and said to Yi Jing sternly.

"However, the younger generation felt that Brother Bafeng didn't seem to have died. Although all of his soul channels and acupoints were exploded on his body, there was a thriving vitality running in his body. This is too strange. , After I have figured out this matter, I will fight the predecessors again, which is fine."

"Haha, this is the funniest joke my old beggar has heard, boy, you still have a bit of vision, you can see that I didn't kill this boy.

You are luckier than him, you have already opened up the martial arts talent acupuncture point at a young age. It can be said to be a rare martial arts wizard in a century. Just now, the old man used the great power of his own door to shake open the mysterious acupuncture points hidden in 108 places in his body. He now has the same talent as you. Help him up! "

Yi Jing heard his whole scalp numb, so that, not only did the Kyushu beggar not kill his good brother. Still invisible, he helped Ba Fengnan hardly even dared to think about it.

The three of them, after stealing the National Treasure Seal from the Shaolong Temple, shared the great power of the treasure seal. Ba Fengnan's first wish was to have a talented soul vein.

After having the innate soul veins, the cultivator's wisdom will increase infinitely, but it is not an immediate increase in the power of the spirit. Although it is a passive bonus. But it is the only way to reach the summit of Wu Xiu.

For trillions of years from ancient times to the present, in the Wuhun Continent, all the great masters who have done something are handed down to the world. Senior masters like Wuhun Xianzun are all like this.

As a martial artist, of course, it is his duty to break through the realm.

And ordinary martial artists, throughout their lives, don't even want to elevate their realm to the realm of heaven and human.

The reason is that when they were young, they didn't break through the talented soul veins, and even in their bodies, there was only a pair of ordinary soul veins with copper bars and iron bones.

Although you can advance to the ranks under asceticism, you should never touch the mysterious heavenly top door for the rest of your life.

This is why Ba Fengnan’s first wish is to have a talented soul vein like Ba Fengnan and Ton Cole.

Suddenly hearing that Ba Fengnan's hope was realized, Yi Jing was ecstatic for him. It's a pity that the boy Ba Fengnan is sleeping like a dead pig, seeming to be immersed in a mysterious realm, enjoying the entanglement inside.

"Senior, the kindness of senior to Man Bafeng. I will remember. Today is really my big day in Los Angeles. Senior must drink it three thousand cups with me tonight, I am Yi Jing I am willing to let you go."

"Why, don't you hate me!"

Yi Jing bowed his head and said, "I don't dare to go down."

"Haha, stupid stupid, um, I drank tea, played and played, and now the old man wants to tell you something serious. Let them all retreat. You must not overhear."

Zhongluocheng martial spirit commander, supporting Ba Fengnan, retreated.

In the hall, only Yi Jing and the Jiuzhou God Beggar are left, and they have a bird's-eye view of the Martial Soul Continent.

This map is a real map drawn at a scale of one hundred thousandths.

Among the mountains and rivers, the city-state, the sea, forests and deserts, the land distribution is clearly visible.

On the map, Yi Jing had already marked the marching route of several soul-searching troops from Tan Malay News.

The beggar of Kyushu looked and looked again, "Well, although the old man has not touched the map for more than a hundred years, he vaguely remembers that many places were not marked. This map is not accurate. Boy, tomorrow will arrive. Let me go. The old man has something important to tell you."

The mood of the beggar in Kyushu seems to change as soon as it changes. I just said that I should explain some important things to Yi Jing. At this moment, he suddenly changed his mind.

But if you can get advice from the beggars of Kyushu, there is no reason for Yi Jing to refuse.

While he was tempted, there was a mysterious in his head, and he asked, "But, senior, the soul-searching army is pressing the realm. As the city lord. I must not abandon the city, if the enemy marches overnight. You can reach Luo tomorrow. Outside the city. He is the person of the demon minister Dong Zhuo. He is good at using wind and thunder to attack the city. I am afraid that once the enemy attacks the city with all his strength. The soldiers and civilians of Los Angeles, the spirit monks who enjoy shelter in the city. All will be broken."

The beggar of Kyushu laughed, "I said so when I came in, you kid won’t forget it! If you think I’ll take you to the fire pit, don’t come, and **** me off. , Hey, hopeless, hopeless."

The mysterious old man's voice suddenly became bitter and mean, and Yi Jing's whole body was puffed up.

"Senior, wait, I promise you that even if I go through fires and waters, I will go to see Senior. But I don't know where your house is? I'll tell you, Senior."

"Stupid stupid, hopeless stupid."

The phantom of the beggar in Kyushu is getting farther and farther away, but the voice seems to be ringing in Yi Jing's ear. It is extremely peculiar. Yi Jing touched his head and did not chase it out.

An expert like him, who sees the head and misses the end, can't catch up even if he catches up.

Yi Jing was puzzled to the extreme. Just as he glanced at the map inadvertently, there was a miraculous skill such as a martial soul's palm, which was stamped with a mark, the size of a star-shaped nail. Imprint.

Yi Jing was stunned, picked up the whole picture and looked at it under the light.

"Haha, I know, I know where it is. This old Kyushu beggar. He is so wise and boundless. I must see him tomorrow."

Yi Jing collected the map and returned to Ba Fengnan's room. Zhan Guan and other Wuhun leaders were taking care of him.

"My Lord Santos, Master Ba Fengnan has been in a coma for more than ten minutes. But I still don't seem to wake up. How can this be good."

Yi Jing nodded and said, "You go get a bucket of ice water."

Next, he picked up Ba Fengnan and placed it in the middle of the courtyard like a meditation.

The ice water chose his head and poured it down, "Well, I will also do it."

Zhan Guan waited not to violate it, and also poured a bucket of ice water on Yi Jing.

"Well, you guys will guard me by the side. I want to use the power of martial soul. Come and wake him up."

Yi Jing's two punches overlapped and lifted upwards. The energy in the soul veins gathered to the fingertips of ten fingers little by little. Back to the arm, along the internal organs, slowly injected into the body and limbs.

After he warmed up, finally, two of his hands filled with powerful martial arts power turned into red palms. It was on the back of Ba Fengnan who was bare-armed.

Yi Jing closed his eyes silently, and he connected the opponent's soul with the power of his martial soul. The energy, like a flash flood, blends with each other.

A miracle occurred, and the leaders of Zhan Guan and others were surprised to lose their voices, "Look, look, amazing, our Lord of the City, is simply a god."

I saw Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan's bodies, as if steaming steamed buns, steam rising above their heads.

Next, the ice water on their bodies was already dry. The fire-like breath began to form a closed loop around them.

"Wow, it's hot."

Zhan Guan immediately ordered, "You guys go and fetch me a steady stream of ice water."

The ice water was poured on them in buckets, but it seemed to be poured on hot coals. Suddenly, water vapor like hot fried water rose between their skins, which was magical to the extreme.

Uh! Ba Fengnan opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were blood red, and the bright color disappeared instantly.

He squeezed his fist and suddenly said, "Hey, why am I here? Where's that old man! Has he gone."

"Master Fengnan, hurry up, don't talk nonsense. That senior, is an outsider. Listen to Lord Yijing. He seems to have helped you get through some talented souls, what is that. "

"Innate veins?" When Ba Fengnan heard these four words, his whole body convulsed involuntarily.