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Chapter 519: Trapped

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    But after thinking about it, he didn't think there was anything wrong. Maybe the old man was really in a good mood, and he let the two ants go because he thought too much.  Chen Mo had already expected such a result, but when he heard the words of the purple-clothed girl, he still couldn't have no sadness or joy.  Looking at Chen Mo's face at this moment, Ma Yunteng suddenly thought of Chen Mo's lost expression when he was reading "Peach Blossom Elegy" in Taoyuan.

    "drink!"

    Xiao Da on the stage gave a loud shout, exerted strength on his legs, and rushed towards Ma Yunteng with one stride.

    "Falling Rock Palm!"

    It turned out to be the Falling Rock Palm that Xiao Heng used at that time, but compared to Xiao Heng, Xiao Da's Falling Rock Palm, on the surface, revolves around the fluctuation of vitality, and its lethality is even greater.

    "Sure enough, it's not comparable to Xiao Heng's half-baked ones." Ma Yunteng thought to himself, but the speed of the Falling Rock Palm was getting faster and faster, and it was slowly approaching him, even if he used the Meteor Step, it was too late to dodge.

    The scene was extremely silent for a while, and the cool breeze was blowing through the forest, making the leaves rustle, and finally caressed gently on Chen Mo's heartbroken face, as if to soothe his sadness.

    "I understand, and I fully understand, Xianfan Molu, I won't have any more thoughts¡ªby the way, Qing'er, why are you here at Feihua Pavilion?" Chen Moqiang said calmly after an unknown period of silence.

    After the purple-clothed girl¡¯s next words, Ma Yunteng learned that the purple-clothed girl¡¯s name is Ling Qing. She came to Feihua Pavilion this time to get money.  The time was spent on cultivation, and some daily chores were handed over to handymen, and those who worked for immortal cultivators had a good income, so Xingya Palace specially opened this money-making Feihua Pavilion.  When Ma Yunteng stole the handkerchief, Ling Qing was waiting for Feihua Pavilion to raise money. For a while, he was fascinated by the past, but Ma Yunteng got it.

    "Liu Xuequan!"

    Boom!  Seeing that he couldn't dodge Xiao Da's attack, he had no choice but to face it head-on. When Ma Yunteng's fist collided with Xiao Da's palm, his body shook slightly, feeling how thick Xiao Da's rock-falling palm was, and his fist  , It was like being hit by a boulder that hit, and couldn't resist the huge impact at all, and was directly knocked back to the side of the stage by Xiao Da's palm.

    Seeing that Ma Yunteng was defeated, Xiao Da took advantage of the situation and wanted to knock Ma Yunteng down in one go.

    At this time, Zhang Si of 75z w.com.  "Damn it." Ma Yunteng cursed in his heart, the gap between the third-level practitioners and the fifth-level practitioners is so huge.

    As long as one reaches the fourth-level cultivator, one can refine the vitality into the skin and cover the whole body with vitality, so that the attack power and defense power can be improved.

    "Can you see if I have spiritual roots?" Ma Yunteng learned from Ling Qing that spiritual roots are a prerequisite for cultivating immortals. People without spiritual roots cannot cultivate immortals no matter what methods they use.  The chance of having a spiritual root is only one in a few thousand, but Ma Yunteng still asked Ling Ziqing out of luck.

    "I've read it a long time ago, you have no spiritual roots." Ling Ziqing replied without thinking.

    How many people don't yearn for cultivating immortality? As for whether he can cultivate immortality, Ma Yunteng doesn't think much about it, and he can't force it.

    "However, your lightness kung fu is not ordinary. It may be inherited by warriors from some sect of cultivating immortals. Of course, this is just tasteless to cultivators. No cultivator will take the time to learn the lightness kung fu of the warrior realm. After all, cultivators must be  Levels can fly with the magic weapon." Ling Qing took the opportunity to express his doubts.

    "Falling Rock Palm!"

    Seeing that Ma Yunteng was defeated, Xiao Da took advantage of the situation and wanted to knock Ma Yunteng down in one go.

    This palm wind was more fierce than before. Looking at the oncoming palm wind, Ma Yunteng showed a hint of ferocity at the corner of his mouth. He didn't have any dislike for Xiao Da, but he didn't want to lose this competition.

    "Meteor Step!"

    This palm wind is still about half a foot away from Ma Yunteng, but it was avoided by Ma Yunteng's weird body skills.

    Just like that, a competition turned into a chase between two teenagers.

    &#24378&#29306&#32&#107&#101&#110&#115&#104&#117&#102&#97&#110&#103&#46&#99&#111&#109&#32&#35835&#29306&#12290 "Our martial arts are masters  He taught it, and the master never mentioned the names of these martial arts, as long as they are practical. I don't think there is anything special about it." Ma Yunteng replied seriously.

    Seeing that Ma Yunteng didn't know the source of his lightness kung fu, Ling Qing had no choice but to laugh.

    Just when Ma Yunteng was about to ask Ling Qing about Chen Mo and Situ Rong, Ling Qing scratched the wind-blown hair on his forehead and said, "I should go, Brother Chen, Ma Yunteng, we will go backFainted to the ground within a few steps

    "You lost this competition. Although the high-level martial arts are powerful, you want to use them before you have mastered them."

    When a powerful finger was about to hit Ma Yunteng, Ma Yunteng took a step to the left with his body, but his shoulder was still scratched by Xiao Da's attack. In an instant, the blood stained his clothes red and seeped out  , but Ma Yunteng's gaze ignored him at all, the veins in his left arm surged, he clenched his fist, and immediately hit Xiao Da's arm.

    "Liu Xuequan"

    How many times I woke up from a dream, how many nights I should have slept peacefully, I couldn't sleep all night.  The age that should have been a happy life, having loving parents and a happy family, all of these were ruthlessly taken away by that indiscriminate disaster.

    "Ahnonofather¡ª¡ªmother¡ª¡ª" Ma Yunteng woke up from the dream again, ignoring the pain caused by the injury on his body, he looked around,  It was a spacious room, and I was lying on a comfortable bed.  This time zh uish ukan.com Zhang Si

    "Junior brother, youyou woke up, you finally woke up!" Seeing Ma Yunteng waking up, Chen Mo, who was sitting by the bed, suddenly started up, holding Ma Yunteng's hand so excited that he couldn't control himself, his face haggard,  Obviously very worried.

    "Brother, I made you worry." Feeling Chen Mo's concern, Ma Yunteng felt warm in his heart.

    Boom!  When Ma Yunteng's fist hit Xiao Da's arm heavily, Xiao Da's attack completely collapsed, and he stepped back and barely stabilized his figure. His arm seemed to be severely hit, but he couldn't lift it up.  He looked at Ma Yunteng fiercely.

    "You dare to hurt me, I will fight with you."

    Hearing Xiao Da's words, Ma Yunteng was a little funny and said: "Although your attack just now was very strong, it seemed disorganized. I just destroyed your offensive from the outside, and your arm was also injured by my own vitality. It seems  I won this competition."

    Because Ma Yunteng was seriously injured and unable to walk, Chen Mo got a carriage. He was afraid that Ma Yunteng's injury would not be able to withstand the bumps, so he didn't walk very fast. After traveling day and night, he finally returned to Qingxi Town after thirteen days.  Somehow seeing this small and not prosperous Qingxi Town again, Ma Yunteng felt very cordial, like a wanderer returning to his hometown after a long time no return.

    Chen Mo jumped out of the carriage, carefully carried Ma Yunteng on his back and headed for the hermitage on the mountain.

    "It's finally here. Is it on that mountain? I'm really looking forward to it. I don't know if you will be surprised to see me, Junior Brother!" An old man was sitting in a restaurant in Qingxi Town, his eyes full of murderous intentions, and he threw a corner of a table.  Crushed to pieces, this old man is Heng Wu who followed Ma Yunteng and Chen Mo for many days.

    "Damn it, I haven't lost yet." Xiao Da yelled loudly, protecting his arm with his left hand.  &#24378&#29306&#32&#122&#104&#117&#105&#115&#104&#117&#107&#97&#110&#46&#99&#111&#109&#32&#35835&#29306

    "If you don't accept it, come back and fight again, and I will accompany you at any time."

    Hu Xuan was worried that there would be another accident, so he jumped onto the competition stage and said loudly: "Okay, as the invigilator, I announce that the winner is Ma Yunteng. The winner represents the passing of this selection. Go back tonight to prepare  Just a moment, enlighten Wan Lingcheng."

    Just like this, he practiced quietly in the blood bamboo forest. He wanted to break through to the body training stage, and then in the blood bamboo forest, the stronger his strength, the greater his chance of survival.

    Another four months passed, and Ma Yunteng, who was sitting cross-legged, gradually opened his eyes and felt his own stronger power. He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his tense nerves. He finally broke through to the state of body training.  It took four months.

    And at the moment when he broke through to the body-forging state, Ma Yunteng's body was also filled with a trace of black smoky air. This should be the so-called evil spirit. It is said that the evil spirit can affect the opponent's mind, but now this  No matter how strong the evil spirit is, it cannot go anywhere. The range is too small, but if people see this evil spirit, it will inevitably lead to speculation and become an excuse for others to kill themselves. No wonder there is a special method of concealing evil spirits.  It seems that I have to learn now.

    A few days later, outside the bloody bamboo forest, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with ragged clothes, clean face and disheveled hair was walking towards the depths of the forest with his back turned to the bamboo forest.  Step by step, with a high degree of concentration, with spiritual awareness outside, carefully feel the changes around, for fear that if you are not careful, you will fall into a dangerous situation.

    But after walking for a long time, except for seeing some hares and wild boars and hearing birdsong in the forest, nothing dangerous happened. However, it is very exhausting for the current Yunteng Ma to maintain a state of concentration and spiritual awareness.  In this way, he gradually put away his spiritual consciousness and transported the Demon Devourer, and now the Demon Devourer can slightly absorb the surrounding demon energy and turn it into his own use.  make big make owl

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