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Chapter 847: A Sword-breaking Move

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Zhou Baxia took a few steps forward, clenched his armored fist, and punched straight into Zhou You's chest.

This move was straight forward, like a big hammer hitting a bell, with huge swinging inertia, all the momentum of the attack was concentrated on one point.

The Liuli Shouguang Fist had just been broken, and it encountered such a fierce attack.

Zhou You came to a conclusion in his mind that the only way to survive was to fight him.

The two Ruyi masters summoned their true energy to subdue dragons and tigers. There were bursts of energy explosions, and the roars of dragons and tigers turned into auspicious clouds and auspicious air that surrounded them.

Zhou You boosted himself in one breath, and the source of his double golden body, the dragon liver and tiger stomach, fed back to his golden body, driving the power of his arms to explode.

Potential explodes to its peak in an instant!
The true energy surged and collided, the dragon and the tiger fought against each other, and burst out with power beyond the limit.

However, the travel plans don’t stop there!

The two Ruyi are unique and run as expected. One thought can switch to the supernatural power of nine oxen and two tigers freely without any hindrance!
There are two types of skills, Zhen Yuan Qi and Shen Li. The former focuses on the circulation of "Qi", while the latter is to stimulate "force" to the extreme.

Normally, no matter how talented a person is, he cannot master two things at the same time and exert his full power at the same time.

But Zhou You did it, and the secret is the two unique skills of Ruyi!

He first pushed his true energy to the extreme, and then seamlessly switched to the supernatural power of nine oxen and two tigers, with his energy flowing through without any hindrance!
The roars of dragons and tigers were deafening, and in an instant they changed into the sounds of bulls and tigers charging and running.

Zhou You’s arms seemed to contain the strength of a hundred thousand bulls and tigers, which surged into his fists like a tide.

The two fists were as big as millstones, and they fought two against one, meeting the fists of Zhou Zhouba Xia.

The moment the fists made contact, Zhou You burst out with all his strength, the tiger's stomach moved to provide essence, and then a dull bull roar sounded.

The third source of the golden body is cow lung.

After destroying the Mu family, Zhou You's practice made another breakthrough. He mastered the power of nine oxen and two tigers, and after training the tiger's stomach, he also trained the ox's lungs.

In this way, the last shortcoming of this divine power was made up, and the ox and the tiger were evenly matched, with no one being ahead of the other, and their divine power was balanced!

Rumble!
Zhou You punched out a black hole with his fists, pushing the mountain-like pressure onto Zhou Baxia on the opposite side.

Zhou Baxia's reaction was quite rigid, and the fist did not change at all, and it hit him along the original trajectory. In an instant, countless scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, dry bones and bloody soil, clusters of coffins like forests, and mountains full of tombs appeared in front of Zhou You, and the strong aura of death permeated every pore of his body.

Wrong, wrong!
His estimation of Zhou Baxia was completely wrong.

Zhou Baxia's method is not the life-spirit boxing skill at all, the power is not the blood and essence, and it is not even any kind of energy derived from flesh and blood.

It is the spirit of death, which comes from the determination to die while one general achieves success at the cost of the lives of thousands of others.

No wonder there is no trace of life in him. This guy is drenched in death from the inside out. People would even believe that he is a talking corpse.

Zhou You’s thoughts raced in his mind, and he guessed, could this be the truth about the Zhonglang Zhou family?

The urgency of reality did not allow him to think divergently because danger was approaching.

Zhou Baxia threw a punch to disperse the impact of his concentrated fist force, and approached him with a crushing posture, raising his hand to reach for the hungry tiger picture behind him, his five fingers as sharp as hooks.

His purpose was clear, which was to peel off Zhou You's back with skin and flesh, and keep the hungry tiger painting intact.

With Zhou You's realm of strong martial arts golden body, the hungry tiger painting he peeled off is not only a rare masterpiece of calligraphy by a famous artist, but also a secret treasure achieved through the practice of strong martial arts golden body, and its value is inestimable.

Zhou Baxia is obviously robbing you and won't give you any reason.

"How can this be... a courtesy!"

Zhou You drew his sword in anger, and the reflection of the sword caught Zhou Baxia's sight. He smiled. How could a mere sword do anything to him?

His body was strong enough to withstand even the long weapons that could unleash the decree.

The sword flashed, and landed on Zhou Baxia's chest and lower abdomen three times, like a stone sinking into the sea, never to return.

The deathly energy surged slightly and then swallowed up the sword that Zhou You had been brewing for a long time.

Sure enough, the methods that were useful to living people were completely immune to Zhou Baxia, and the damage was minimal.

The palm he stretched out was filled with deathly energy and was about to touch the skin on Zhou You's back.

At the critical moment, Zhou You was not filled with fear and anger, and he even thought about who the murderer was who designed to harm him?

The image that emerged in my mind was calling the newborn Zhou Ding. By this time, the child should have finished feeding and fallen asleep, right?

Stimulated by the cold and cruel death, Zhou You felt a warmth in his heart. It was the infinite love for the newborn baby and the reverence for the vibrant future, which came together into an emotion called "fatherly love".

The love for one’s child overflows from the heart!
There is endless chaos and death in this world, with corpses and blood everywhere, but the reason why we are full of hope and keep moving forward is because babies are born all the time.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, the hope for the continuation of the human race will not be cut off.

Zhou You felt something in his heart, and suddenly thought of the original intention of the human race religion. Perhaps it should be restored to the period of the first generation of Martial Saint, where people gave birth and multiplied in an extremely harsh living environment, and tried their best to continue the survival of the next generation.

The powerful distorting power of time has changed everything to the point where the original intention is no longer apparent, and even beyond recognition.

"You have the destructive power of death, and I have the sword of infinite vitality."

The bright light in Zhou You's mind not only did not go out, but continued to glow and shine, and an endless stream of inspiration flowed out.

When the Mo Shou sword in his hand thrust out, countless thoughts and ideas in his mind finally emerged and turned into a sword move.

On the panel, the figure condensed again at the moment of the Martial Saint's Thirteen Styles attack.

Next to the Martial Saint's gun, the originally illusory shadow gradually condensed into a blurry silhouette...

"All things flourish, full of vitality!" "This is the sword of the Martial Saint!"

Ahem, the first half of the sentence is just a joke, harmless!

As the saying goes, fighting without jokes is like eating noodles without chewing garlic, which is meaningless!
The Mo Shou sword, with its vigorous vitality, pierced into Zhou Baxia's shoulder, and it was smoother than one would have imagined, like cutting tofu.

It rushed down with a loud splash.

Zhou You waited until the opponent's broken arm fell to the ground before he reacted. The power of this sword was beyond imagination, and it actually broke Zhou Baxia's entire arm.

Looking at the fracture, the flesh and bones were as black as ink, and the texture was not fresh at all, but rather revealed an old and rotten texture.

He would believe it if you said it was a dried corpse that had been weathered for thousands of years!

"Could it be that it's not a living person, but a monster like a refined corpse?"

This thought flashed through Zhou You's mind, and he immediately held his sword across his chest, guarding against the other party's angry counterattack.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Baxia gave in so quickly, turned around, covered his broken arm, jumped up, and ran away!
Zhou You subconsciously chased after him. He chased after the enemy as soon as he ran away, without caring about anything else!
No one expected that the reversal would come so quickly. Zhou Baxia, who had just gained the advantage, was suddenly hit by Zhou You's sword and fled in panic. He didn't even bother to pick up the broken arm that fell to the ground.

This greedy and cowardly character made Zhou You doubt the speculation of "corpse refining".

Only living people can possess such vivid and complex dark psychology and negative emotions. How could a stiff corpse have that?

(End of this chapter)