Commanding Wind and Cloud

ps: monthly pass...

"Isn't that considered a serious injury?" Te Jiaofei saw Di Qieduo's state, his voice became very thin, and his pitch was terribly high-pitched: "Then what is considered a serious injury for you? Lying on the ground and unable to get up? Motivation, you beat him like this all at once?"

Ke Jin felt the strange gazes of the horse thieves around him changing rapidly, from initial surprise to fear.

Dido! He is also a well-known horse thief outside the Great Wall, and he was beaten like this with one punch. It seems that this lunatic is really the same as the rumored one, and he is ruthless in his shots.

"One punch..." Te Jiaofei tutted twice and shook his head again and again: "I'm still smart! Di Chado, you may not remember me, I once gave you a fist, and that blow made me lie in bed for more than a month. I know how strong your Void Soul Fighting Skill is. Even if I am now, I probably can't punch you like this."

"I remember you." Dicada shook his head: "At that time, I was only using the virtual soul fighting technique, and did not use various auxiliary magic to improve my speed, explosive power and defense power."

Te Jiaofei's eyes, which are not too big, have enlarged on his chubby face. What does this mean? Is he playing hard or a Dichado in his prime? Just now I spoke with a bit of humility, but now I really scared myself.

Add all auxiliary magic, and then use the virtual soul fighting technique? Te Jiaofei really didn't have the confidence to beat Di Chai with one punch, let alone get hurt by hitting him.

"No way?" Te Jiaofei looked at Mo Jin unwillingly: "Didn't you just have a golden fighting spirit? How come the explosive fighting power seems to be stronger than me who entered the fighting spirit realm?"

Mo Jin curled his lips, it's better not to tell anyone about the three fighting hearts, this is his greatest capital.

"Perhaps..." Te Jiaofei rested his chin in his hand: "In the case of a life-and-death battle, maybe I can win you."

Mo Jin frowned and was a little puzzled. The fat man said just now that he was not his opponent. How could he be sure to win the battle of life and death?

"Dou Xin and Golden Dou Xin can explode the fighting seal." Te Jiaofei said with a serious expression: "Soldiers in the realm of fighting spirits also have their own more advanced means of desperately fighting, and that is to burn fighting spirits to fight."

"Burning fighting spirit?"

Gan Jin heard a new word again, he was not the kind of warrior who was taught by his senior teachers all the way to grow up, for many people, it was normal warrior common sense, but he didn't know it at all.

"The fighting spirit is burning!" Te Jiaofei's expression became a little more dignified: "Motivation, if you encounter fighters or magic warriors in the realm of fighting spirits in the future, you must be careful. It is a special fighting technique that all fighting spirit fighters know. By breaking the fighting seal and burning the fighting spirit, the fighting power can be increased without limit. The power is amazing!"

Exploding the fighting seal and burning the fighting spirit? Nodding vigorously, although I still don't fully know what it is, it is obvious that it should be really strong.

"The fighters who burn their fighting spirits may die afterwards, their realm may be lowered, and they may not be able to improve their strength for a lifetime, and they will gradually decline." Te Jiaofei continued to explain: "However, the fighters who are burning their fighting spirits are tyrannical and terrifying. They seem to be able to extract their combat power infinitely."

He listened attentively, he hadn't yet entered the realm of fighting spirits, so it would be good to learn more about fighting spirits.

"Anyway... that's not right!" Te Jiaofei shook his head again and again: "I didn't come to talk to you about this, I came to tell you that King Wusheng asked me to notify you to see him."

"Seeing the Eight Desolation and No Life?" Qi Jin couldn't help but start to guess what the horse thief king outside the Great Wall suddenly asked him to do.

"Come with me." Te Jiaofei dragged his energetic arms and walked towards Wusheng Hall: "You are too noisy these days, I will continue to let you stay idle outside the Great Wall, I am afraid that it will become more chaotic after a while, so King Wusheng thinks that since you are so idle, he should arrange in advance the final assessment for you to become a horse thief."

"The final assessment?" He raised his eyebrows vigorously: "So fast? Isn't there still half a year left?"

"Didn't you say that?" Te Jiaofei shook his head and sighed: "What have you been doing these days? Kill the Peck Horse Bandit Group and incorporate the second Horse Bandit Group. Now other Horse Bandit Groups hate and fear you, and many Horse Bandits have sent people to ask Wusheng Wang to take charge of the overall situation, but why..."

Te Jiaofei stopped walking and grabbed the fat waist with both hands. His eyes were slightly bigger than the eyes of a mouse, and he looked at his enthusiasm: "The Wusheng King likes you very much and admires you very much. This is really incomprehensible. If someone did something similar before, all ten lives would be killed by the Wusheng King, but you..."

Te Jiaofei shook his head more and more frequently: "Every time King Wusheng heard what you did, he always smiled happily and said that you are very interesting."

What Te Jiaofei said about his motivation was even more curious. According to what he knew about Wu Sheng Wang, even if he would not be beaten to death for the things he did, this Wu Sheng Wang should have warned him a long time ago, but now he seems to be planning to send himself out for assessment.

The Hall of Wusheng was not considered huge, and Bahuang Wusheng sat peacefully on the throne-like position of an emperor, flipping through a yellowed tome in his hand.

"Here you come? Sit down."

Bahuang Wusheng didn't even raise his head, and continued to bury his head in looking at the scroll in his hand, and greeted him lightly, causing Wusheng Hall to return to its original tranquility.

Te Jiaofei bent down and bowed, turned around and exited Wusheng Hall, Bahuang Wusheng still didn't make any sign.

Sitting vigorously for a while, I felt a little bored, got up and looked at the bookcase in Wusheng Temple, and the volumes of fighting skills of various colors were placed in the bookcase like that, without any precautions at all.

Looking over with enthusiasm, his eyes suddenly lit up.

[Undead King's Bloodline Combat Technique]

Seeing these words, I was so excited that I almost couldn't help crying out.

Immortal King! One of the three ultimate bloodline demon warriors of the Mozu, whose strength is comparable to the three ultimate bloodlines of the Zhence Dynasty.

Each of the six ultimate bloodline powers in the world has its own special bloodline fighting skills. They are not only powerful in bloodline power, because the bloodline fighting skills developed by this weird bloodline power are also proudly standing at the true pinnacle of the entire warrior world.

The Gan family's [Qian] and [Kun] two fighting skills, whether they are ordinary fighters or bloodline fighters, are the pinnacle fighting skills of envy, jealousy and hatred.

The power of the blood of the undead king also has such fighting skills, and the name of the peak fighting skills is called [Life] [Death].

The combination of these two fighting skills also has a very imposing name, the seal of life and death stars.

It is rumored that the opponents who have been hit by the stars of life and death will soon return to the embrace of the stars.

With a little nervousness, he pulled out the [Undead King's Bloodline Fighting Skill] from the bookcase. This is not a secret book of fighting skills that can only be seen by the rich and powerful.

Bahuang Wusheng smiled without making a sound, and continued to look at the yellow scroll in his hand.

The Hall of Wusheng was very quiet. Bahuang Wusheng was reading a book, and he was also reading seriously. The book "Undead King's Bloodline Fighting Skills" recorded many fighting skills, and they were not just two kinds of fighting skills that were rumored by the outside world.

Jin Jin discovered that whether it is "life" or "death", the premise is to practice other fighting skills, and practice each fighting skill to become a fighting seal, and then arrange these fighting seals in a new combination to become a real "life" or "death".

After the two big battle seals are all condensed, [life] and [death] can be combined again to become the star seal of life and death.

So many fighting skills? Mo Jin unconsciously knit his brows together. If an ordinary person had so many fighting skills, even if he could really practice these fighting skills, he might not be able to arrange them into [Sheng] even if his beard is white.

Bloodline fighting skills are always bloodline fighting skills. Not only can other fighters not be able to practice them, but even if they can be practiced, they are definitely not suitable for them. Only with corresponding bloodline strength can they be practiced in a relatively short period of time according to the book.

[Life] and [Death], all the information of the two major fighting skills are recorded in it. With the super memory given by Teacher Ou Lala, Qi Jin quickly printed all the information in his mind.

Even with a super memory, I still feel a little dizzy after stuffing all the vast information into my brain at once.

Bahuang Wusheng also put down the yellowed tome, looked carefully at the energy with a somewhat puzzled expression, there were so many fighting skills in front of this young man, among them not only the blood of the undead king was famous, but also a holy level fighting skill that ordinary fighters could practice.

Such fighting skills were placed in front of an ordinary warrior, or in front of a non-undead king's blood demon warrior. Normal people would choose to observe that set of holy fighting skills first, but this young man first chose the undead king's bloodline fighting skills.

What does this mean? Bahuang Wusheng's brows gradually frowned. The dwarf Dorata once said that Qijin won the special dwarf fighting skill possessed by the gods from him.

This fighting skill has only been practiced by dwarves! It seemed that the enthusiasm had been used that time, and the power was far stronger than when the dwarves used it.

This fighting skill is very complicated and difficult to use proficiently, but it can be used quickly and proficiently with vigor. Judging by the power, it is obvious that the fighting seal has been combined.

After a few days of obtaining the fighting skills, he was able to display the fighting skills of the god possessed. The speed of practicing the fighting seal is a little too fast, right?

Is it a kind of god-like possession? Or has he modified it into a new god-possessed body suitable for his own practice? or? Did he really become a god possessed that only dwarves can practice?

Perhaps, there will be an answer soon.

Bahuang Wusheng's eyebrows slowly stretched to the sides, and this time he used the bloodline fighting skill of the undead king, if he can still learn...then...what should I do?

Bahuang Wusheng suddenly found himself a little dazed, if he could really practice the bloodline fighting skills of the undead king with enthusiasm, he didn't know how to treat him.