Tonight's Black Dragon Village is very lively, everyone in the village has meat to eat, everyone has wine to drink, it is the moment of the highest interest. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Except for one person.

Jian Chen.

However, at this time, he was not necessarily much interested, but his excitement was only a little more.

He has obtained the secret of Xuanming, and after more than a month, the strange chaotic internal force finally occupies his entire dantian!

The internal force of the sword mound obtained after thirteen years of penance cultivation was finally assimilated by the chaotic internal force at this moment.

He has been in a state of being beaten by a group for the past few days, although the Little Minions of the Black Dragon Society's martial arts cultivation is not very high, but he is better than a lot.

By the time Shi Yuanlong and the others from the Red Flame Sect went up to Tenglong Mountain, his chaotic internal force had skyrocketed a lot, and the entire dantian had also been occupied.

Then, there was Shi Yuxuan.

This person is not like the minions in the Black Dragon Society, but he has a mortal enmity with Jian Chen.

His shots were not more or less playful like those of the little minions, and they were all aimed at causing Jian Chen to be seriously injured and vomit blood.

Unbeknownst to him, it was his heavy punch that finally filled up the last trace of spare supply in Jian Chen's dantian.

The chaos in the dantian, the condensed and heavy feeling brought by the chaotic internal force hit his mind wave after wave, and he was very sure that he had stepped from the realm of refinement to the realm of leaving the master.

At this moment, Jian Chen was still firmly tied to the tree, but he had already felt in his heart that if he wanted to leave, these thick linen ropes that bound him would not be able to bind him.

All it takes is such a gentle shock......

He was angry, and his hands tied behind him struggled to expand outward!

The thick linen rope that tied him tightly to the thick trunk of the big banyan tree was the thickness of a thumb, and with the shock of his luck dantian, he suddenly ......

There was not the slightest movement.

A look of surprise was written all over Jian Chenqing's swollen face, which was white and white.

How is this ...... Can't make it?

He clearly felt that the surging chaotic internal force in the dantian was vast, not to mention the world-famous Xuanming Technique, but the internal force of the sword mound that he had cultivated before, if he could have this half of the power, it would not be difficult to shatter the hemp rope.

Is it the internal forces of Chaos that don't listen to his command?

No, since the appearance of this chaotic internal force, as long as it is in his body, it is like a well-behaved little sheep, he can mobilize it as he wants.

And that's exactly what happened.

He had clearly mobilized more than half of the chaotic internal force to go to the meridians of his hands, but when he wanted to release the internal force and shatter the hemp rope, he suddenly found out......

This chaotic internal force can't get out of his body!

In other words, even a martial artist in the entry realm can easily release his internal strength, and he, a newcomer to the realm of a master, can not do it!

How is this possible?

Jian Chen's brows furrowed tightly.

After thinking about it carefully, he realized that this chaotic internal force really hadn't left his body once.

In the past, there was still a sword mound internal force in the dantian that had not been completely transformed, because he hadn't really paid attention to this problem, but now, the sword mound's internal force had disappeared, and all that was left was this chaotic internal force that couldn't come out.

The problem is getting serious.

But...... What's going on with Qianfeng?

Of course, Jian Chen still remembered that in the battle of Yuanjiang that day, the three killings of the black dragon's Shura exhausted his chaotic internal power.

It was at the moment when the chaotic internal force was lost that Qian Feng could not be used.

It turned out that the use of Qianfeng would rely on the Xuanming Technique.

However, how can the Xuanming Secret that cannot be put on the body be able to urge Qianfeng?

The questions were one after another, and Jian Chen only felt as if he had fallen into a huge quagmire.

Unexpectedly, in Wuzhou City that day, the words of the people in green shirts came out:

"There are three Xuanming, one is defending, the other is attacking, and three are combined!"

What the hell is this...... What is the meaning?

In the Black Dragon Village, which was crazy because of spirits, he was the only one, and he fell into deep thought.

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Shi Yuanlong didn't know if he had drunk too much wine, and when he took Qian Feng from the black dragon, his right hand trembled violently.

Looking at this black short stick carefully, the drunkenness in his eyes seemed to be much weaker, and he secretly said in his heart: "Such an inconspicuous burning stick, is it the thousand blades that the Lord said?"

He took advantage of the fact that the black dragon raised his head and drank another big bowl of wine, and secretly input his extreme yang internal force into Qianfeng.

Suddenly, the black stick body was flushed with a hint of red.

"How easy is it?" he was taken aback.

Legend has it that all the masters of the inner family have cultivated to the extreme, and flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, which depends on internal force.

This thing is easy to say, but why aren't there many people in the martial arts who can really do it?

First, the cultivation of internal strength is insufficient, which is also the most fundamental reason.

Second, the material of the weapon is different, which leads to the different effects that can be played.

Just imagine, a leaf, a weed, how fragile, if there is no subtle internal force manipulation method, I am afraid that the internal force has just been poured into it, and it will be wiped out.

Therefore, the ability to manipulate fine internal forces is also an indispensable condition.

However, all these universally accepted guidelines seem to be completely useless in Qianfeng.

Shi Yuanlong just lost some internal force very casually, and was completely accepted by Qian Feng.

In his experience, this is almost impossible.

It must be known that due to the different materials of each weapon, the power that can be exerted by the internal force attached to it is naturally different.

Bang!

Shi Yuanlong couldn't help it, and swung a thousand blades to slash towards the corner of the stone platform.

Then he was surprised to find that the thick stone platform had been cut out of a corner by his stick.

This made Shi Yuanlong a little confused, what he was talking about in the Arabian Nights actually appeared in front of him?

His movements alarmed the black dragon next to him, who was already seven points drunk, and shook his slightly drunk head, and the black dragon looked at his hand.

"Uh...... Brother, I'm sorry, my eldest brother has itchy hands for a while. ”

The black dragon smiled and said, "It's okay, big brother, look this way." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the other side of the stone platform, where there was a similar notch.

It turned out that Heilong had also done the same thing as Shi Yuanlong.

I only heard him annoyed and said: "This is a fart, brother, if I make a black iron spear, don't say a missing corner, even the entire stone platform, it will have to be shattered with one blow." ”

"This stick is in that kid's hand, it can clearly change a gun into a dart, why can't it be done when it comes to me?"

There was already seven or eight points of drunkenness in his eyes, and the words in his mouth gradually blurred.

Shi Yuanlong tried again as he said, and sure enough, the short stick was still a short stick, and no matter how he fiddled with it, he couldn't turn it into an umbrella.

The black dragon half-squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Big brother can't do it either, right?"

Shi Yuanlong looked at him, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said slowly: "Don't worry, your eldest brother and I have time, just study it slowly." ”

"Hiccup, does Big Brother want to take this stick away?"

The black dragon shook his head, which was getting more and more groggy, and cursed in a low voice: "Grandpa's, this wine is really strong......"