Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 206: Running All the Way

For the first time, Xu Yunfan's black steel body dented, and his left shoulder blade made a teeth-grinding friction sound.

The next moment, the muscles around the hit part spasmed and trembled as if they were electrocuted, instantly dissipating the power bursting out from the heavy mace, spreading throughout the body and transmitting to the ground.

Bang!
The stone beneath his feet cracked instantly, and the heavy mace was bounced away by the recoil force.

Shi Ze only felt his arm being bounced high up by a force.

"You've actually cultivated the Black Steel Hundred Forging Body to such an extent. Has your weakness been completely eliminated?"

In the Flesh Refining Stage, the flesh and blood are permeated with strength, and there are no more weaknesses in the body.

Xu Yunfan's face was cold, and he slid down to his lower back steadily. The black steel receiver that carried the ginseng baby was forged with black steel and meteorite iron. Even if it was a treasure, it could withstand a few hits.

"You hit me a little bit."

But he was not afraid at all, his eyes were full of excitement, his whole body was flowing with strength, the red lines under his skin flowed like magma, and finally climbed from his back to his arms, making his muscles bulge.

Finally, I have found a strong enemy that I can bite.

Xu Yunfan's shoulder and back muscles exploded, and under the stimulation of the Black Steel Hundred Forging Body, the red power of the Red Dragon Coiling Mountain Force rushed from the spine to the arms under the skin like lava lines.

The Thunder and Fire Kirin Hammer tore through the air with a fishy wind, and the red lines on the hammer head burned into dark red under the centrifugal force. When the hammer weighing more than 300 pounds fell, his right shoulder blade was dislocated three inches horizontally, and the recoil force was directed into his waist and hips.

"Well done!"

Shi Ze's eyes were like copper bells, his body was covered with bulging veins, and he swung his heavy mace diagonally upwards. The muscles all over his body turned faintly black under the surge of strength.

The moment two streams of irony exploded with sparks, Xu Yunfan's arch fascia flipped over like a ground dragon, crushed the green bricks with his heels, and released the remaining strength into the ground. His left arm, like a red dragon coiling around a mountain, twisted the hammer handle, and the second hammer was already sticking to the mace and slashing towards the enemy's ribs.

The heavy mace made a mournful sound of metal when it returned to defense. The huge force made Shi Ze's eyeballs tremble and his palms went numb.

"A treasure!?"

Xu Yunfan grinned, but said nothing. He just kept exerting his strength, unleashing the power of the Thunder and Fire Kirin Hammer.

Shi Ze's bones crackled as he lowered his waist and turned his hips, and the end of the mace pierced Xu Yunfan's vital point, Tanzhong.

Xu Yunfan's pectoral muscles suddenly became knotted, and when he took this fatal move head-on, the steel skin made a sound of bells. He took advantage of the momentum to turn around and swing the third hammer in a semicircle.

Before the hammer shadow arrived, the tip of the mace had already split the hammer wind and went straight to the throat.

Seven bursts of sparks exploded as the two men's weapons tangled.

Xu Yunfan's latissimus dorsi muscles were like the fission of the earth's crust, and the dislocated shoulder blades amplified the hammer force twice.

Shi Ze's ankles were sunk three inches into the bricks and stones, and the three-fold force of the heavy mace penetrated the hammer layer by layer.

The bluestone ground was cracked like a spider web, and sweat beads turned into white mist where the hammer and mace collided.

Both of them were holding heavy weapons, and both took a tough and powerful approach. Although the Thousand-pound Mountain-Shaking Hammer Technique contained the meaning of "the dragon will regret", the hammer technique, with the dual power of the Black Steel Hundred-forged Body and the Red Dragon Coiling Mountain Strength, had never lost to any heavy weapon in terms of toughness alone.

During the fifty-fourth collision, both of them felt a shock with each collision.

With another collision, the sound of metal clashing resounded through the mountains, deafening.

"You, you are really in the Flesh Refining Realm?!"

Shi Ze was breathing heavily. He had made some progress in blood transfusion and his strength had been completely transformed, far exceeding the limits of ordinary people. The blood in his body flowed like mercury slurry and his energy was as strong as a mountain.

But in front of Xu Yunfan, it seemed that something was missing.

"of course."

Xu Yunfan's expression remained unchanged. The pure yang energy in his body was still continuously transforming into strength, constantly replenishing his consumed physical strength. Even his breathing frequency was much longer than Shi Ze's.

The heavy hammer in his hand suddenly moved.

Shi Ze's copper mace suddenly slipped out of his hand, and the Luowang master was horrified to find that the power of his blood exchange realm was actually rebounded and his blood and qi were disordered, making him unable to use any strength.

The fierce energy of the opponent, however, grew even more intense during the battle, like a furnace. A ten-foot-deep pit blew open in the mountain.

When Xu Yunfan walked ashore carrying the half-broken copper mace, behind him was Shi Ze, who was buried in the earth and rocks.

"You have successfully killed a powerful enemy. Your proficiency in the Thousand-pound Mountain-shaking Hammer technique has increased."

He glanced at the system prompts on his horizon.

Four points of proficiency, not bad.

In the next three days, Xu Yunfan sped all the way, and there was almost no enemy anywhere he went, as if there was no one around.

It’s not that no one is trying to catch him. There are three Daqian True Blood Warriors who are at least at the Blood Exchange Realm and are chasing him frantically. Unfortunately, they are always one step short.

Until near Shenbing Ridge in Qingzhou, on the highway used by Daqian for logistics, there was a road carved out of the mountain.

Suddenly, a few muffled thunders exploded from the thick and gloomy clouds in the sky, and then raindrops began to fall.

Xu Yunfan's black steel combat boots rolled over the broken arrows on the ground, and the blood mud stuck to the soles of his shoes left dark marks on the bluestone.

He grabbed the bronze spring of the last crossbow with his backhand, and his index finger joint accurately fit into the gap between the mortise and tenon.

With a snap, Sanshili's crossbow arm was bent into a right angle by his finger force.

This was a large group of troops sent by Daqian to Yanbei City, and he slaughtered them at will. Among them, there were coachmen and coolies captured locally, who were let go, but he did not let any of the Daqian soldier Xu Yunfan go.

The setting sun cast a long bloody shadow behind Xu Yunfan.

Three hundred grain carts were tilted beside the road. The steaming aroma of new wheat mixed with the thick smell of rust scared even the night owls away.

When the last saber broke, he deliberately used the back of the hammer to smash the deputy general into the salt cart. The coarse salt grains pickled for three years embedded in the wound, which was much more painful than lingchi.

While riding a horse, the old dog kidnapped a young girl and played with her on horseback. The soldiers around him kept making fun of him, so he had no intention of holding back.

"Beast..."

Watching the deputy general wailing in the coarse salt, Xu Yunfan spat. Even though he had witnessed even more brutal methods of the Xianghuo Cult in Wuzhou, it was still hard for him to accept it now.

As the torch swayed, the old driver, huddled under the ox cart, suddenly heard the sound of chains breaking.

The armor-piercing spike at the end of the sledgehammer's handle tore through the rain, but it only gently lifted the iron ring around his neck.

"Take the grain and go south."

Xu Yunfan shook off the brain matter on his hammer face and kicked away the half-bloodless bag of millet. "If you encounter a sentry flying the red tail flag, tell them that Su Zhenhe of Xuanzhen Sect sent you to seek your life."

Some of the Great Zhou army are still struggling to defend certain key passes.

Unfortunately... there was no reinforcement army. If Daqian had not mobilized most of its forces around Yanbei City and the three states of Jiuyao Sect, Xu Yunfan would not have been able to do this.

Twenty steps away, a soldier pretending to be dead just touched the crossbow trigger.

When the sound of the Thunder Fire Qilin Hammer breaking through the air rang out, three poison-tempered crossbow arrows were dancing on the strings with cold light.

When Xu Yunfan's combat boots crushed the man's larynx, the hammer head just caught the falling spring parts.

He took it and looked at it. It was made of fine steel and was produced in an assembly line.

Shoddy.

Xu Yunfan threw it away casually and judged the military level of the Daqian Kingdom in his mind.

By the time it was Yinshi, the noise was even louder, and the only thing left on the road was the blood plasma accumulated in the ruts still wriggling.

The twenty-seven severed military flags were soaked in it, and the golden wolves embroidered on the flags had long since turned into red-eyed evil ghosts.

(End of this chapter)