Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 205 Daqian Luowang
He left the captain alive in order to pass the message back to him, so as to draw the attention of the Daqian army deployed in Qingzhou and Cangzhou to him.

The disciple of the Giant Kite Team of Tiangong Cave lingered in Yanbei Road all day long. He naturally knew that most of the Daqian army's strength was tied up by Jiuyao Sect and Yanbei City, so he did this.

"Brother, this is the only thing I can do for you."

Half an hour later, at the Cangwu Ridge Pass.

At the moment when the three-edged arrow was about to pierce the head of the warhorse under Xu Yunfan's crotch, the seven-foot Thunder Fire Qilin Hammer had already rolled up a blood-red gust of wind, and the arrow was directly blown away by the hammer wind.

Before the hammer head arrived, the blood in his body rose, and the surging red dragon power quickly burst out from his back and spread to his arms, pouring into the Thunder and Fire Kirin Hammer. The burst of energy had already blown away three heavily armored spearmen.

The chain mail of these elite Daqian border troops was torn like paper under the wind of hammers. The sound of iron rings cracking mixed with the sound of bones breaking, and seventeen blood lotuses exploded on the official road.

"Flesh Refining Realm?"

There was a surprised sound at the end of the mountain path.

Wang Ben, the brave captain of Daqian, came riding on his horse, holding an iron spear, and the golden silk ribbon wrapped around his knuckles rustled.

The dark cloud stepping on snow horse under him was spewing white steam from its nostrils, but it suddenly stood up twenty feet away.

The red blood energy steaming from Xu Yunfan's body actually made the warhorse that had drunk wolf blood dare not approach.

"Finally, someone interesting has arrived."

Xu Yunfan carried the Thunderfire Kirin Hammer on his shoulder and kicked the struggling soldier's head to pieces.

These heartless people openly massacred the villagers when they encountered them, hoping to kill innocent people and take credit for it.

Fine beads of blood burst out from the corners of Wang Ben's eyes, and he looked at the broken armor on the ground with bloodshot eyes.

The men who had accompanied him to drink from the vast sea were now stuck in the cracks of the official road in twisted postures, with half a piece of blood-stained chain mail hanging on the broken iron spear poles.

A low roar, honed by the wind and sand of the northern frontier, rolled from his throat, and his five fingers crushed the iron rings of the saddle into powder.

Wang Ben's chest exploded with a rumbling sound like thunder, and thirty-nine dark red lines climbed from the side of his neck to his temple.

This is the Wang family's true blood, which allows one to move as fast as the wind. At this moment, the burning true blood causes the gravel within a radius of three meters to float into the air.

The Dark Cloud Treading Snow horse under him wailed and foamed at the mouth before collapsing to the ground. Its four hooves were pressed half an inch into the rock by the sudden surge of blood and energy.

"You're so damned good!"

Wang Ben took a deep breath, his expression a little cold.

"Those of you who resort to violence to cause rebellion must be exterminated along with your entire clan to appease the hatred in our hearts."

The black iron wristband burst as his muscles expanded, and strange patterns appeared on Wang Ben's exposed right arm. The iron spear weighing 82 pounds in his hand was as light as a reed in his palm.

Xu Yunfan grinned, his muscles twisting like a python, each muscle like a steel bundle with deep grooves.

"You're still a little short of it. I'm curious how those of you with true blood develop it."

As his feet crushed the bluestone slabs, the seven-foot heavy hammer turned into a red meteor.

The moment Wang Ben blocked with his spear, he finally saw the phantom of the red dragon wrapped around the hammer head. It turned out to be the condensed energy of the heavy hammer driven by his strength!

Wang Ben's pupils suddenly shrank. How could he not understand at this moment that the heavy hammer in the other party's hand was a treasure.

Isn’t this bullying?
"Wait……"

The sound of metal clashing made pine needles fall like rain.

When the iron spear bent into a full moon, the tendons in Wang Ben's arms were broken into pieces.

The last thing he saw was the red lines running under Xu Yunfan's bronze skin, as if there really was a dragon writhing in the subcutaneous tissue.

"The eighth."

Xu Yunfan shook off the iron filings on the hammer head with some boredom, and his muscles slowly relaxed. No one in the Flesh Refining Realm could match him, which made him doubt whether he was no longer in the Flesh Refining Realm.

Three cold winds suddenly attacked from behind, but he did not dodge or evade, allowing the poisoned bone-piercing nails to hit his shoulder blades. The hidden weapon with the longan wood handle was blown into powder, and the three-edged nail heads scraped sparks on his bronze skin, leaving no even white marks.

The three black-clad assassins' hearts froze in fear. The gust of wind from the hammer swept up their still-fallen bodies and crashed down the blue brick walls of the beacon tower.

Xu Yunfan's thunderous shout echoed through the smoke and dust: "If you want to take Su's head, at least send someone at the Blood Exchange Realm!"

The remaining soldiers were trembling all over, and some of them could no longer hold their nerves and fled screaming and howling.

When dusk dyed the pass red, the pass was already covered with three hundred corpses with torn armor.

Xu Yunfan stood at the Cangwu Ridge Pass, with his Thunderfire Kirin Hammer stuck in the green rock. He looked up at the battlements on the pass that were now deserted and was speechless.

After all, this is an extraordinary world. The natural barrier guarded by hundreds of people was broken by him with just one hammer.

He untied the rhino leather belt around his waist, revealing eight abdominal muscles that looked like they were cast in black iron. Three armor-piercing crossbow arrows were stuck in the muscle lines, with the arrowheads only half an inch away from his internal organs.

These three armor-piercing crossbow arrows are truly amazing. They can even break through the horizontal body. The arrowheads are made of extraordinary material. If they can be melted, they can be forged into precious weapons.

"rise!"

As the Red Dragon's Panshan Force circulated, the back muscles surged like raging waves.

Three crossbow arrows shot back, and the crossbow that had just been set up on the other side of the river exploded into wood chips.

Xu Yunfan grabbed the sledgehammer and jumped onto the pass. His bronze body shone with metallic luster in the setting sun, like a Dharma protector walking out of a temple.

Looking down, Daqian's elite soldiers had been killed and had lost their spirit, and Xu Yunfan was too lazy to chase them.

Just keep moving forward.

The direction he was heading had been spread by these people. The Daqian army of Qingzhou naturally knew that there was a powerful warrior behind the formation to disrupt it.

The real master appears at the hour of Xu.

When the mixed copper mace tore through the night sky, Xu Yunfan finally showed a solemn expression.

The man was wearing black fish-scale soft armor, and there was a dragon roar when he moved. The blood in his body was surging, which was a sign of a small success in the blood exchange realm!

The moment the heavy hammer collided with the bronze mace, the earth and rocks within a radius of three meters were swept back like waves, and the sound of metal resounded throughout the pass.

"Cangwu Mountain, someone from Xuanyue Sect?"

What appeared in front of him was a middle-aged man holding a heavy mace, with a broad back and a body as strong as an iron tower.

The other party was also extremely surprised, and his expression was relieved unconsciously: "You are not Su Zhenhe from Xuanyue Sect. This hammer method is clearly the style of Shenbingling."

"The head of Xuanyue Sect, Shi Ze?"

"it's me."

Shi Ze looked calm, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"You can take my attack in the Flesh Refining Realm. You have quite a talent. I'm afraid you've already perfected one of the three trainings of tendons, bones and skin."

Xu Yunfan looked a little surprised.

"They say that the Xianghuo Cult massacred Qingzhou, but I didn't expect to see people from Qingzhou again."

A trace of sadness flashed across Shi Ze's eyes, then disappeared in an instant, and his expression remained indifferent.

"I didn't expect that there are still descendants of the Divine Weapon Ridge living outside."

"Have you joined the Daqian Luowang?"

"Now in the Great Zhou, I wish I could eat its flesh and drink its blood. One day, I will go to Yujing City and pull that witch off the throne."

"Then let's see what Master Shimen has to offer."

Xu Yunfanhu shook his numb hands, but fighting spirit burned in his eyes.

What answered him was the rain-like thirty-six-way Star-Breaking Mace Technique.

(End of this chapter)