The beginning of this martial art is to condense the spirit with murderous spirit, and when it is cultivated in the military, it can be said that it has advanced by leaps and bounds, and it is easy to achieve a martial saint in a few years.

Li Hongxiang can turn into pure yang at the age of less than thirty, in addition to his own talent, he relies on this martial art.

But in the same way, this martial art is also easy to urge people's lives, if they can't cultivate to the realm of blood to pure yang before the age of thirty, when they are thirty years old, they will die of exhaustion of life yuan.

Therefore, the lethality of this martial art is also terrifying, this is a martial art born to kill, to kill into the Tao, to harvest the lives of others, but also to harvest your own lives.

Even if the myth of martial arts is achieved, if you don't jump out of the cage of this martial arts, you will gradually move towards self-destruction.

A long time ago, Chu Ming had heard rumors that there was a problem with the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao, and now that he had seen Li Hongxiang, it only proved something.

In Chu Ming's opinion, the master who created the military path killing fist, with a martial arts wisdom, was so high that it was inhuman, but he didn't know whether the other party really shattered the void in the end, or if he went mad and died.

"Your martial arts are indeed powerful, but in the end it is not a martial arts myth, you need to know that there are people outside the world, even if those mythical characters don't do it with you, no one may be able to kill you!"

Li Hongxiang said.

"They came to me, that's the best, just with their lives, to feed my fist intent!" Chu Ming's words were pure and cold, like freshly beaten spring water.

His speech was flat, as if he was not talking about killing, but about what to eat at night and something.

"What if there were mythical figures?"

Li Hongxiang continued.

When Chu Ming heard this, he raised his head and looked up at the night sky, the sky was cloudless, and the stars and the moon were shining: "If you go head-to-head, between three and seven, if I want to leave, no one can leave me!"

"You don't understand my martial arts, so you can say such things!"

Before the words fell, Chu Ming moved suddenly, his footwork was as ethereal as clouds of smoke, and as fast as thunder, the two different styles fused together, like a ghost and a god, making people completely unpredictable.

Chu Ming and Li Hongxiang were about three zhang apart, and Chu Ming only took two steps to step out of a huge water lotus flower on the water waves.

"Treading water?"

Seeing the water lotus blooming in the water, Li Hong's pupils shrank.

This kind of martial arts, in her opinion, even if it is a martial arts myth, there is no such means.

When the martial arts are cultivated to the point where the blood turns into pure yang, the water department can be over the knees, and then every inch of height is doubled.

Even if it is a martial arts myth, stepping on the water, it must be no more than the ankle.

But what Chu Ming is showing now is really stepping on the waves.

This change in strength was beyond his imagination, and she even had the illusion that all this was a trick.

Of course, this is not a trick, but a miracle created by Chu Ming's internal strength to run a light body, lose weight, and turn blood into pure yang, and break the void with subtle divine energy, as well as the footwork of growing lotus step by step!

Qi and blood martial arts, rooted in the flesh, how can there be no left foot stepping on the right foot to go to the sky, but the true qi martial arts is a kind of martial arts that runs through the inside and outside, Chu Ming's current martial arts, although he can't do it in the sky, but after integrating the skills and strength of the qi and blood martial arts, he can already tread water.

Between the lightning and flint, Chu Ming had already appeared in front of Li Hongxiang, Chu Ming's step was not like pounced, nor was it grabbed, it was more like a space of three zhang, which was forcibly compressed between Chu Ming's steps, giving people an extremely weird sense of time and space.

At the same time as Chu Ming moved, Li Hongxiang also reacted in an instant.

At this moment, Li Hong's breath directly changed from a great bodhisattva who had attained enlightenment to a female cultivator, and the blood was rolling, and even a faint smell of blood appeared in the air.

Li Hongxiang is not a person who grew up in the peaceful Ming martial arts world, but grew up in the dark martial arts world where killing constantly.

Around the world, Li Hongxiang does not know how many terrorists and international mercenaries he has killed.

Once Chu Ming saw a video of Li Hongxiang, which was the scene of Li Hongxiang harvesting life on the battlefield in Africa, like a grim reaper.

The rain of bullets on the battlefield couldn't hit her at all, but the group of terrorists fell one by one.

In the dark martial arts world, Li Hongxiang has a nickname, called Blood Rakshasa!

It's just that in recent years, Li Hong's makeup has participated in the way of life and cultivated her mind, which has suppressed the murderous aura of that body, otherwise, as long as she lets go of her breath, even the most ferocious tiger will instantly crawl in front of her.

Li Hongxiang still failed to penetrate the reincarnation of the dead, and now once he exerts his martial arts, the murderous aura in his bones will burst out unabashedly, instantly turning the surroundings into a Shura field.

Ordinary masters, when they are pressed by such a murderous aura, they are afraid that they will lose their courage in an instant, and they can only be slaughtered.

But Chu Ming's own soul has been tempered and strengthened incomparably, and recently, he has enriched his spiritual world with a humane spirit, practiced his gods and returned to the ruins, and has his own roots, and his spiritual thoughts are even stronger, and he is not taken by Li Hong's makeup at all.

Refining the gods and returning to the ruins is a kind of spiritual realm, also called refining the gods and returning to the void, some people understand it as the void, in fact, it is not the case, the real refining of the gods to return to the void is to cultivate their own spirit, as tough as the ancient sacred mountain, the void is the meaning of the sacred mountain, not the void.

Li Hongxiang's fists were very fierce and fierce, like the scythe of death, carrying blood and death, harvesting life.

At this moment, Chu Ming's body suddenly shook, his robe bulged, and there were bursts of dragon roars, as well as the sound of thunder and thunder, which was extremely terrifying, making Li Hongxiang's heart even feel irresistible.

This is an absolute power, no matter how your moves change, how weird your mind is, I think I can break ten thousand laws with one force.

"Boom!"

With just one punch, Li Hongxiang was directly blown out by Chu Ming, and he took dozens of steps back on the water and stopped his figure.

At this moment, her knees were already submerged in the river, and her hair was also scattered by Chu Ming's fist wind, looking very embarrassed.

"Such a martial ......"

Li Hongxiang was amazed, and her heart was full of unconcealable meaning.

Five years ago, she also asserted that Chu Ming was a late bloomer, and twenty years later would be the time for him to become famous, but now she is no longer the opponent of Chu Ming, a junior.

She knew that if Chu Ming hadn't stayed with her hand just now, she would have died.

That kind of power is no longer human, and the martial arts of treading water into a lotus make her even more convinced.

On the other side, after Chu Ming knocked Li Hongmakeup out, his body was like a bird on the water, and his body flew back directly upside down, landing steadily on his boat, and even the trouser legs were not stained with the slightest water mark.

On the bank of the river, Jiang Taixu's painting fell with the last stroke, there was no Jiang Yue and no beauty on the painting, only a dragon elephant standing on the sky, as if the world was going to be crushed!