"Kakakaka,kakakaka——"

No matter what Yan Hongying's plans are, He Yanxiao can only be herself at this moment and hope that she can achieve what she wants.

Corpses lay all over the field, shriveled and colorless. The stone slabs under their feet were constantly shattered piece by piece under the hammering of the spiked stick-like arms. The strong wind cutting the surface, as Xu Weiran threw the sharp blade, brought a cold chill to the ground.

People feel a chill in their hearts.

Being forced by Xu Weiran to fight back, He Yanxiao evaded every step. As expected, he was a little tired of running for his life. He could only rely on eight steps to catch up with the cicada and swim ahead.

only--

"This is Xu Weiran's personal understanding of spiritual intelligence? That's not right either..."

Yan Hongying had previously explained to He Yanxiao that the masters of the third step of opening the pulse, "Ingenuity", all have some understanding of the energy of heaven and earth, otherwise it would be difficult to reach beyond the threshold of ordinary warriors.

At this moment, Xu Weiran didn't see any special powers, but his speed was extremely fast, more like an overall increase in physical fitness.

With his six wildly waving arms, he picked up a weapon from the ground. After throwing it out, the person was like a spider's sharp and airtight claws, which immediately made He Yanxiao unable to get close. He looked quite embarrassed, let alone initiate any attack.

Effective counterattack.

This is the difference between a martial artist who opens his pulse and spiritual intelligence, and He Yanxiao, a warrior who has almost reached perfection and has just grasped the rudiments of spiritual intelligence.

He Yanxiao can't fly, how can two arms block six arms?

The most critical point is that although He Yanxiao has strengthened the foundation of internal strength and light strength, he still has not made much progress in terms of moves, and is still considered a normal martial artist.

Compared with Dong Zhang's several guards, it's okay, but compared with Xu Weiran, who inherited the inheritance of "Six-Armed Yaksha", "Five Tigers Broken Door Sword" seems a bit dwarfed!

"I didn't expect that you were able to complete your inner strength and already had a glimpse of some secrets. It was indeed my and Mr. Mei's fault for not killing you before."

When he saw He Yanxiao's internal strength foundation, it was by no means what the ordinary "Five Tigers Cutting Door Knife" could provide. Xu Weiran couldn't help but feel deeply troubled as he still couldn't win the opponent, and he made more and more no room for moves.

If it weren't for the originality of He Yanxiao's "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada", it would never have been able to survive its onslaught.

Seeing this, Xu Weiran became even more angry for no reason, and snorted: "It seems that there is someone in the He family who is willing to leave some good things for you secretly."

"oh?"

"Why are you pretending! You, the children of aristocratic families, are always one step ahead of others. How can you understand the difficulties of my generation in martial arts?!"

In the past, He Yanxiao had never been seen by Xu Weiran, but now it was like an unforeseen disaster, and he had ignited the explosive package inexplicably.

This is normal. Those who choose to join a cult are either born bad, fanatical believers, or people who are selfish and profit-seeking. Xu Weiran's "hate the rich" mentality is easy to understand for He Yanxiao.

However, there are really no martial arts tips or anything given by the He family!

Facing the cold light coming from six sides, He Yan smiled noncommittally. The cicadas all over his body suddenly started to sing, and they suddenly floated on tiptoes towards the wall that had not yet collapsed, trying to put as much distance between him and Xu Weiran as possible.

Thinking that he was sure of victory, Xu Weiran continued to chatter endlessly, fighting and shouting: "Without superior skills, it would be very difficult for us to break through the realm of Zhongxuan. Even if we have an idea...if not for the mercy of the ghost mother, how could I have done it?"

Is there any chance to be taught the 'Six-Armed Yaksha' inheritance?"

"Um, really?!"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

Fleeing and chasing.

The wall He Yanxiao stepped on was hit by the swords thrown by Xu Weiran one after another, and they collapsed one after another. The next moment, Xu Weiran was seen picking up various discarded weapons from around the dead thugs on the ground, and smashing the outer wall of the manor.

Knocked down piece by piece.

The white blades were flying and there was no chance of firing or breathing. He Yanxiao, who was dodging repeatedly, tore a bloody gash in the clothes on his chest.

But when Xu Weiran took advantage of the situation and pressed forward, just when he was about to add insult to injury, He Yanxiao had an idea in his mind and made some vague guesses.

This man's transformation is obviously beyond common sense. Not only does he have extraordinary speed, but he also has a body that is different from ordinary people...

But what is his understanding of inspiration?

Although He Yanxiao didn't understand what a "six-armed yaksha" was, as long as Xu Weiran didn't break through the leap of inspiration and reach the realm of "Zhongxuan", He Yanxiao believed that it was worth the risk.

Otherwise, if it keeps dragging on, it won't matter if his internal strength is no better than the other party's true energy...

With lightning speed, Xu Weiran's six arms danced wildly and he rushed in front of He Yanxiao, trying to kill him with a volley!

But at this moment, the snow silk gloves on He Yanxiao's hands that had been hidden suddenly reappeared, but extended from the ten fingers, like strips of fluorescent silk extending out, like liquid wrapping the entire blade, making

It was covered with a layer of pure and clear light, and it suddenly greeted the incoming person with a silent slash.

"Qiang——"

The wind tiger condensed into a long roar, and the majestic and majestic voice intersected with the blocking objects, floating in the sky. He Yanxiao, who could not avoid it, saw two severed arms holding weapons in front of him, rising up into the sky, and falling to the ground in black.

Blood fell to the ground with a bang.

At this moment, He Yanxiao knew that he had won the bet!

However, although He Yanxiao got his wish, he chopped off Xu Weiran's arms in one go and tore a hole in the encirclement surrounding him.

However, as the blood dripped, Xu Weiran was in pain, and his wild swing still made He Yanxiao's chest feel tight. He almost couldn't catch a breath, and he was kicked backwards like a home run, and fell to the ground.

It rolled a few times.

When he got up from his knees and propped himself up on the ground with a knife, a hint of realization flashed in He Yanxiao's eyes: "Ahem, as expected..."

"You, what kind of knife is this?"

"The knife that kills you!"

Xu Weiran's two severed arms were wrapped by contracted fascia and flesh, which temporarily stopped the bleeding. However, after being chopped off by He Yanxiao in such a majestic manner, Xu Weiran did not dare to advance rashly, and could only watch in shock and uncertainty.

He Yanxiao held the knife.

Just now, Ran Hongying, Mei Heying, and Xu Weiran had a brief exchange of words. He Yanxiao took the opportunity to delay and used the mist in his dantian to complete the final strengthening of the snow silk.

The subtitle "3" of the Snow Silk Gloves gave He Yanxiao the most intuitive increase. It could be turned into silk threads and wrapped around items, increasing its power by about 20%.

In other words, just now He Yanxiao cut off Xu Weiran's arms with a knife. In fact, the effect of the knife itself was to cut gold and jade. In addition, coupled with the evil-killing characteristics of the "Five Tigers Cutting Door Knife", the three-fold blessing of the joint force of the sword

.

You know, He Yanxiao has almost completed the "Inner Strength" and is about to start the second step of "He Qi" cultivation.

Although Xu Weiran was stronger, he was a warrior of the Pulse Opening Spiritual Skills Stage, and he had the inheritance given by the Blue Sky Swallowing Toad, but he was not a "Zhongxuan" monk after all. He Yanxiao relied on the triple blessing to improve, and he immediately survived the danger and won.

A slim chance of victory!

"I'm really curious, since you are a warrior who has understood the spiritual power, how come you rely on six arms to fight people?"

"..."

This question struck a chord in Xu Weiran's heart, but he was temporarily frightened by He Yanxiao's knife.

After a normal pulse-opening warrior has strengthened his internal energy and successfully integrated with his external energy, he will inevitably have some superficial understanding of the meaning of martial arts if he wants to break through to the third step of inspiration.

Just like He Yanxiao, although he is only relying on the "wind-generated tiger shape" in "Five Tigers Breaking the Gate", it still has its mysterious expression.

However, Xu Weiran's performance was completely opposite. He relied purely on his extraordinary physical fitness and superb martial arts skills to suppress him, which inevitably made He Yanxiao suspicious.

He Yanxiao had just made a bet and wanted to see if this person had any other means that could block his full blow!

However, He Yanxiao lowered his head and his body was filled with bright red, and he heard Xu Weiran's cold words.
Chapter completed!