MTL - Life Simulation: Add Entries Starting From Health Preservation Skills-Chapter 115 Su Tianqi collapsed and slipped away, and the King Kong bodyguard exploded and killed Henglianzong

   At noon the next day.

   Xiangrouzhuang.

  A tall old man with white beard and hair stepped onto the stone platform outside the villa.

  He was dressed in a black bunt suit, showing his muscular arms, and a soft sword wrapped around his waist.

  The old man stared intently at the villa with the door open, frowning slightly.

   After a while, twelve warriors in blood-colored outfits appeared behind him one after another.

   The first person was a young woman with a beautiful face and a petite figure, but with explosive muscles. Her arms exposed outside the blood-colored short sleeves were thick and strong, even more exaggerated than the old man in front of her.

   "I have met His Majesty the King of Dharma." Headed by a young woman, a group of people knelt on one knee.

   "Master Mei, don't be too polite, get up." The old man turned around and smiled faintly. It was He Jingtong, the county magistrate of Baijie City.

  However, no one knew that he was the master of Henglian.

  Changshengjiao and Jiuyoufu are both subordinate forces of demons and have a long-term cooperative relationship.

  After receiving the dream demon's request for help, He Jingtong called the nearby longevity believers.

  Of course, he deliberately waited all night and came the next day.

  Cooperation is cooperation. If the dream monsters in this place are cleared out, they can dominate the family.

  Because of the cooperative relationship, they naturally cannot take action against the people in Jiuyoufu, but if there are outsiders doing it for them, then it has nothing to do with them.

  However, he still summoned all the high-end combat forces of the Longevity Sect here.

  A head of the Blood Spirit Hall who has mastered strength training, four deputy head masters who have practiced strength, and his guardians.

   "Lord Xie Fawang." Mei Qiaoyan stood up.

  Recently, she is busy absorbing younger prospective martial artists and martial artists from the three cities of Black Rock City, Yufeng City, and Jiayuan City, so as to strengthen the strength of the Blood Spirit Hall.

  Originally, seven or eight children from aristocratic Chu families joined the Blood Spirit Hall, which made her men's strength skyrocket. She was about to let go of her hands and feet and do a great job for the sect, and then she obtained the secret medicine to hit the master level, but she did not expect frequent accidents.

  In less than a year, all the children of the Chu family who joined her under her command died inexplicably, so that the blood spirit hall, which had expanded in strength, declined rapidly.

  Recently, in order to win over the newly promoted martial arts master from Black Rock City, she directly came forward in person.

   Unexpectedly, Xiangrouzhuang had another problem, and she was summoned by the Dharma King.

   "Who is it?" Just as He Jingtong was about to give an order, he turned around suddenly and looked at the villa with its gate closed.

   "Squeak~" The door opened slowly, and a handsome young man in a blue dress stood behind the door.

   "Since the members of the Longevity Sect have come, why don't you come in?" Su Tianqi stood with his hands behind his back and smiled faintly.

  At this time, Su Ningqiu, who was in charge of opening the door, stood behind him. She took out a long sword with a sheath inlaid with precious gems, and held it in her arms.

  He Jingtong looked around and found that there was no sign of other people ambushing, so he chuckled, "Just the two of you? You are quite courageous."

   "Laugh? I'll make you cry right away!" Su Tianqi said proudly, touched the sumeru pouch at his waist with his right hand, took out a pair of thousand-year-old silk gloves, and put them on his hands.

  He Jingtong was not annoyed, and winked at Mei Qiaoyan.

  Mei Qiaoyan saw this and stepped forward.

  She walks slowly, moving her body as she walks.

   It's just that every time she took a step, her footsteps seemed to be a little heavier, the ground made a muffled sound, and the stone platform paved with bluestone appeared cracks.

   Strips of light red bloodshot appeared on the surface of her skin, and soon, her beautiful face was covered with a layer of bloodshot like a cobweb, making her whole body look extremely hideous.

   "A master?!" When Su Tianqi saw the woman's aura, the smile on his face faded away.

"die!"

  Mei Qiaoyan showed a bloodthirsty look, and suddenly punched out her right fist.

   "Good time!" Su Tianqi looked a little excited, this trip was frightened by Lang Fanyun and almost went back home. This time when he came to the small town below, he was going to take it steadily, step by step. In the end, he met the rare dream monster again. He had no room to use his skills, so he was aggrieved, and now he was finally able to fight against normal warriors and show his skills.

  Su Tianqi stepped forward instead of retreating, and stomped heavily on the ground with his left foot. In an instant, a deep sunken footprint was stepped on the bricks and stones under his feet, and the shattered gravel flew in all directions, shooting out like darts.

  The swelled zhenqi around him brought out bursts of bitter air, and his body shot out of the gate, his fists raised and lowered like a dragon.

   "My cousin is doing great!"

  Su Ningqiu screamed excitedly.

  Facing a strong enemy and taking the initiative to attack, this is the cousin she has always admired.

  Boom!

Mei Qiaoyan saw that Su Tianqi's true energy was surging and aggressive, with a crazy smile on his face, his arm was quickly congested with blood when his fist was about to approach Su Tianqi, and his exaggerated muscles like rocks swelled up again, which looked bigger than hers. The waist is even thicker, which looks very weird.

  Su Tianqi only felt that this punch was simply overwhelming. The opponent's terrifying fist speed and strength seemed to squeeze the surrounding air until it made a distorted sound. The strong wind driven by it blew over, stinging his cheeks, making his face tremble back and forth.

   "Not good!" Su Tianqi was awed in his heart, and immediately changed his move, two huge fists gathered together, and shook with the opponent's fist.

  Although his fists swelled a circle under the blessing of strength and true energy, the sum of the two fists was not as big as Mei Qiaoyan's one fist, and the scene looked a little weird for a while.

  Boom!

  Su Tianqi felt a majestic force spread through his fist to his arm, and then to his body.

   "Crack..." The bones and joints of his arm made a friction sound, and the protective qi on the surface of his body had a violent friction with the force released by Mei Qiaoyan.

   thump thump thump!

  Relying on his true energy to protect his body, his body rebounded and stepped heavily on the stone platform at the entrance of the villa, leaving clear and incomparable footprints.

   "A master of horizontal training who has achieved great strength?!" Su Tianqi felt a little stuffy in his chest, and stared at Mei Qiaoyan in front of him dumbfounded. As a martial artist who has mastered both internal and external skills, even if he fights head-on with true disciples of the same level who also cultivate both internal and external skills in Tianxuanzong, he may not be at a disadvantage.

  Only a master of horizontal training at the same level can have such terrifying power.

  Warriors who normally practice strength skills can greatly increase their physical strength through the improvement of energy, blood and strength.

   Infuriating is mainly for internal training to increase explosive power.

  Only horizontal martial arts practitioners, although they also cultivate both internally and externally, all the true energy they develop will be used to strengthen the physical body.

  The woman in front of her practiced strength exercises and true qi exercises, which obviously focused on strengthening the body's offense and defense.

   Otherwise, even if he faced a normal grandmaster, he wouldn't be beaten so badly.

  How can such a small place appear in such a powerful longevity believer, is this **** reasonable?

  For a while, Su Tianqi felt a little confused, and even regretted taking the lead.

   "You really are not simple." Mei Qiaoyan looked surprised at the torn wound on the upper joint of her right fist.

  She practiced horizontal exercises as a woman and became the master of the Blood Spirit Hall, relying on this pair of invincible iron fists.

  She just used all of her strength, true energy, and the secret art of bursting blood, just to win with one blow.

  The young man in front of him seemed to be in his early twenties, but he received her full blow without a scratch.

   "Hall Master Kamui!"

  The deputy hall masters behind Mei Qiaoyan shouted, as martial arts masters, they naturally saw Su Tianqi's strength, and this kid might not be a child of any aristocratic family.

"Hiss!" Mei Qiaoyan pushed the secret art of blood spirit burst to the extreme, her exaggerated muscles were congested and swelled again, her slim blood-colored outfit was torn apart, and her entire upper body swelled a lot , showing a terrifying inverted triangle shape, full of explosive power.

   "The master is doing his best!"

  The martial arts practitioners behind Mei Qiaoyan retreated subconsciously. Those who had seen Mei Qiaoyan's terrifying explosive power did not dare to get too close.

   Whoosh!

   "Take my trick!" Su Tianqi seemed to be ready to fight recklessly, and the true energy attached to his body surface like a cyclone, bringing up gusts of strong wind, making a fine sound like cutting the air.

  The qi and strength in his body were so concentrated that they merged with his body, and his speed, strength, and reaction soared, rushing straight out like a tornado.

   "Well done!"

  Mei Qiaoyan saw that Su Tianqi was going to fight her head-on, the bloodlust in her eyes became more and more intense, and she roared excitedly as she felt the strong wind of true energy blowing towards her face.

  Boom!

   Evenly matched, the scene of dragons fighting with tigers did not happen at all. Before Su Tianqi's body touched Mei Qiaoyan's punch, it bounced back like an arrow at twice the speed since then.

   "Huh?" Mei Qiaoyan's eyes flashed a trace of doubt, she didn't feel the terrifying power just now with her fist, could it be that the opponent had only her own strength?

   "Cousin?!" Su Ningqiu screamed, and ran towards Su Tianqi who was flying upside down.

  However, Su Tianqi, who seemed to have suffered a serious injury, was filled with cyan qi all over his body. He grabbed Su Ningqiu's hand, and his body was like a runaway wild horse, leading her into the villa.

   "Cousin, get out!" Su Tianqi ran wildly.

   Even if he singled out that perverted woman, he dare not say that he can win easily, not to mention there are more than a dozen warriors beside him, especially the old man in the lead, who is likely to be a master-level master, so the fool will continue to fight recklessly!

   "Brother Lang, Brother Han, there are masters! I can't stand it anymore!" Su Tianqi yelled while running.

   "." More than a dozen martial artists at the gate of the villa were stunned, as if they didn't react for a while.

   "Damn! That kid ran away!"

   "Catch up!"

  Everyone chased into the villa one after another.

   "Is that Liefeng True Qi? A true disciple of Tianxuanzong?!" He Jingtong's eyes changed slightly.

   "My lord?" Seeing this, Mei Qiaoyan didn't catch up immediately, but looked at He Jingtong.

  He Jingtong nodded.

  Mei Qiaoyan chased after her.

  This is the territory of the Dream Demon, and they are more familiar with each other. In such a short time, it is impossible for the other party to have the opportunity to set a trap.

  He Jingtong heard the sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping inside, and raised his foot to go to the villa, but suddenly he stopped and turned his head to look at the platform behind him.

  A young man dressed in white, with a majestic figure and a rough face appeared there.

  The other party wears a long sword with a white scabbard on his waist. If there is one characteristic that must be found out from the other party, it is that the other party has a pair of very slender hands, at least two inches longer than the average person.

   "You want to stop me?" He Jingtong frowned.

"not him."

  Suddenly, a calm voice sounded from behind him.

  He Jingtong's complexion changed, and he turned around to look.

  I saw a handsome young man in black sitting on the courtyard wall, looking at him calmly.

"It's us."

  The young man leaped down, with a volley of palm with domineering force, and the power in his palm spun like a whirlpool.

  Buzz buzz—!

  At the same time, there was a sharp and sharp piercing sound from behind He Jingtong, and the whistling sound of swords seemed to be able to pierce his eardrums.

  He immediately judged which attack was stronger and which was weaker.

  In an instant, the soft sword around his waist was unsheathed, like a golden snake wrapped in silk, with continuous strength, it entangled the Sword of Rebirth.

   Crack Crack!

  The rain-covering power penetrated through the sword body like raindrops, continuously impacting the strength of He Jingtong's whole body.

Dacheng's Yujin turned into a needle tip as fine as a cow's hair. Under the high-speed rotation, it pierced He Jingtong's strength attached to the soft sword. However, his whole body's skin turned yellowish brown when Yujin approached him. , the surface of the body is covered with cracks like a dry river bed, easily blocking the rain.

   "Your strength is so penetrating! It's just not strong enough."

  He Jingtong smiled faintly, and turned to look at Han Zhao who hit his back: "You have enough strength, but not enough penetrating power."

  Triple circulation!

Han Zhao slammed his right palm, and the condensed three-element energy was endlessly alive. The coldness and penetrating characteristics of Mo Shajin were brought to the extreme, and it exploded directly on the energy membrane on He Jingtong's back, hitting his chest. Back heart.

   Rain and clouds!

  The sword of death in the incarnation's hand burst into dazzling white light. Under the violent tremor, He Jingtong's soft sword wrapped around the sword body was swung away, and the dazzling rain of sword light gathered into a little cold light.

  Pfft!

   "Poof!"

  Blood light suddenly appeared.

  He Jingtong's complexion changed slightly, and he withdrew from the joint attack circle of the two.

  He only felt the energy and blood in his body surging, and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He glanced at the deep bone wound in the palm of his right hand.

   "A martial artist who has practiced a lot of strength, unexpectedly has such a unique skill? You have already comprehended the sword intent with that sword just now. Are you the Raining Sword Wave Turning Clouds on the Qilin list?"

  As the protector of the Longevity Sect, he naturally knows who are the masters in Yuanchang Mansion.

   "What about you? Who are you?" He Jingtong didn't seem to care about the injury at all, and turned his head to glance at Han Zhao.

As a master of horizontal training with perfect two qi, he first integrated the qi of the earth, and his physical defense is amazing. He didn't expect to be injured by a martial artist who had mastered the strength, especially the other one, he had never heard of it at all, and he didn't know it. What kind of martial arts is used by the opponent.

   "Is the strength and penetration just now enough?" Han Zhao grinned.

"die!"

  He Jingtong's yellow-brown skin suddenly turned black, and his claws were as black as iron with a faint light, and he grabbed Han Zhao's face in front of him.

  Han Zhao tapped his toes on the ground, his body floated back, and the scarlet slasher at his waist suddenly came out of its sheath.

   Jingle! It was clearly the collision between the blade and the flesh and blood, but there was the sound of gold and iron colliding, and sparks flew.

  A large amount of strength was transmitted to Han Zhao's body through the blade, and the two forces were at loggerheads.

  He Jingtong's eyes widened. A martial artist who has practiced strength can fight against him.

  He could clearly feel that his own strength, or pure physical strength, was superior to the opponent.

  However, once these forces enter the opponent's body, they seem to be consumed by an invisible force, unable to cause fatal damage.

   You must know that the biggest gap between a master and a martial artist is that the strength penetrates deep into the internal organs.

  Warrior and Grandmaster fight recklessly, and it is very likely that the internal organs will be injured after a few rounds, and the stamina will be difficult to sustain, but the young man in front of him seems to be completely fine.

   "I don't believe it! You, a martial artist, can really resist!" He Jingtong activated the secret art of blood spirit strategy, and his dark body surface was instantly covered with red blood lines, and his strength soared.

  Boom! !

  Under the explosion of terrifying strength and speed, Han Zhao's body flew out like a cannonball.

   "Die to me!"

  As soon as Han Zhao stabilized his figure, He Jingtong took advantage of the momentum to pursue him, bullied himself up, and embraced Han Zhao with his palms like giant steel tongs, embracing the moon in his arms.

  Where his arm passed, the terrifying force was mixed with the air of fire, like a high-temperature furnace, burning and distorting the air.

  Han Zhao leaned back, avoiding He Jingtong's hug, but he grabbed the wrists of both hands.

   "I've caught you!" He Jingtong smiled cruelly, tightened his palms, pinched Han Zhao's arms crossed on his chest, and pulled them to the outside.

   "Boy, if you can force me to use my full strength as a martial artist, you are not bad."

  Han Zhao's shoulders were pulled towards the middle by these two huge forces.

  The force of the two people collided and rubbed against each other.

  He Jingtong is, after all, a master of horizontal training at the level of a master of two qi masters. In a pure confrontation of strength, he does not believe that a martial artist who has mastered martial arts can be his opponent.

  Buzz buzz—!

  Sharp and sharp, the sound of the sword piercing through the space surged, and the rain-covering force pierced He Jingtong's back.

  However, he has made up his mind to deal with the weaker Han Zhao in front of him first, and then deal with the stronger Lang Fanyun behind him.

  The muscles all over his body swelled, and his whole body looked like a lump of black iron.

  The high-speed spinning power of the Sword of Rebirth pierced his body surface continuously, but it couldn't break through his hard defense.

  He Jingtong increased his strength, and Han Zhao's arms were pulled tightly against his shoulders by his huge force. As long as he worked hard, he could squeeze Han Zhao's internal organs with great force.

  Zheng!

  The sound of the long sword returning to its sheath sounded.

  Lang Fanyun behind him seemed to have given up his attack.

  He Jing looked at Han Zhao with a ferocious face.

   "You can't hold on anymore?!"

  However, the look of fear on the other side's face that he expected did not appear.

  Lang Fanyun threw himself together, and merged into Han Zhao's body in his surprised eyes.

   "You'd better not let go." Han Zhao grinned, and began to strain his arms.

   "You?!" He Jingtong's pupils tightened, but he saw a golden light flash in Han Zhao's eyes, astonishing heat waves erupted all over his body, and his arms stretched out instantly.

   "Vajra Bodyguard!!"

  Boom!

  In an instant, terrifying strength and true energy spread through Han Zhao's arms, and then exploded in his arms and chest.

   "Crack!" The teeth-stinging sound of bones breaking and rubbing sounded, and He Jingtong's body flew out and hit the thick wall of the villa, leaving a big hole in the shape of a human.

   "Poof!"

  He struggled to get up, blood spewed out along with the flesh, and looked at Han Zhao whose whole body was made of pure gold, with an expression of disbelief.

   "King Kong. Impossible magic?!"

  At that moment just now, He Jingtong felt as if he had been hit with all his strength by the great master of five qi, and his defenses were instantly broken through the horizontal kung fu practice he had practiced hard for decades, and all the muscles in his body were torn at that moment.

   There is absolutely no other possibility for martial arts capable of such terrifying explosive power, except for the ancestor of horizontal martial arts, the "King Kong Immortal Art"!

   "You can make me do my best, and you are not bad." Han Zhao walked slowly towards him.

   This is the first time he has exploded with full power after fusing the innate yang qi, and the power is beyond his imagination.

  However, under normal circumstances, if he directly uses the Vajra Bodyguard, the enemy will not foolishly fight him close.

  No matter how strong the martial art is, it is meaningless if you can't hit someone.

   "You! Pfft!" The same words were returned to him again, and He Jingtong spat out a big mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, and his breath quickly languished.

   "Ouch, what are you doing! Don't waste it!"

  In his eyes, Han Zhao, who looked like a **** in golden armor, came running in a panic, as if he vomited blood was something serious.

  clang!

  He Jingtong threw out both fists, and the final counterattack hit Han Zhao's chest, making a deafening roar.

  However, Han Zhao's body remained motionless.

   Immediately afterwards, a terrifying suction came through Han Zhao's body.

   "What the **** are you.?!"

  He Jingtong only felt the strength, qi, blood, and true qi in his body drain rapidly, pouring into the opponent's body.

   Soon, he fell into boundless darkness.

  One-twentieth of the strength of the second qi master definitely surpassed that of a normal martial arts master.

   "Hiss~" Han Zhao sucked in a breath of cold air, and his originally weak body quickly filled up.