Chapter 4

• After a long time, Sora broke the silence.
• "Haha..... do you know? Ye Wuque, you have cultivated the holy method of fighting for ten years after annihilation, and it will become your greatest good fortune in your life! One day, you will know how correct your choice is ! The body forging realm has been cultivated into a holy method... such a chance, such a good fortune..."
• Full of exclamation and joyful voices echoed in his mind, Ye Wuque was a little stunned, but then he remembered the battle with Murong Tian, and his expression condensed.
• "Om"
• With a thought in his heart, the golden red blood surging in his body vibrated endlessly, and Ye Wuque's mouth gradually revealed a smile.
• "Now that the holy method of fighting is complete, my qi and blood broke through the shackles from the pubic area and returned to the flesh. Sora, I should be able to continue practicing, right?"
• Right now, Ye Wuque told Kong about the battle with Murong Tian.
• "When you were five years old, you reached the five heavens of forging your body and strengthening your muscles. Over the years, you have continued to nurture the Holy Method of Cohesion and Fighting. Invisibly, your body has become stronger and stronger. What you need for bone and marrow refining is only time. With the blessing of the holy method of fighting, your cultivation path is completely different from that of ordinary people. This is a path of good fortune. As for why the blood changes, it may be related to your physique. By the way, you try to practice Yuanli to see?"
• Looking at the letter in his hand again, the brilliance flashed in his eyes. Ye Wuque solemnly took the letter into his arms, and sat cross-legged according to the empty instructions, running the already well-known "Haotianjin" with gold in his body. Red blood shocks!
• "Om"
• The source of the holy law suddenly jumped, and then a huge suction force spread out from the pubic area, and all the vitality in the body was immediately rushed into the source of the dantian by this suction!
• "Om, hum, hum"
• Ye Wuque was perplexed and could feel that some unknown change had taken place within the beating holy law origin, but at this moment he believed in Sora, just holding Yuan Shouyi, and paying attention!
• "boom"
• A quarter of an hour later, the entire holy law's origin suddenly brightened, the golden light group glowed with a brilliant light, and Ye Wuque's whole body was drowned in this light. At this moment, Ye Wuque's expression changed!
• "Om"
• Familiar and unfamiliar pale golden vitality rushed out from the source of the holy law, instantly distributing the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, just as before.
• However, Ye Wuque knew that what was flowing inside his body at this moment was no longer the previous Yuanli!
• Majestic, magnificent, vast, and permeated with a powerful and extremely powerful fighting spirit!
• "Sora, what the **** is going on?"
• Feeling the surging momentum of the pale golden vitality, Ye Wuque finally couldn't help but ask.
• "Sure enough! The first benefit of condensing the origin of the holy law of fighting is that from now on, what you cultivate is no longer ordinary energy, but the holy way of war energy derived from the origin of the holy law!"
• Kong's voice also became a little excited at this moment. Before Ye Wuque asked questions again, he continued: "Sacred Dao battle aura is a kind of extremely high-quality Heaven and Earth Elemental Power, ten times stronger than ordinary Elemental Power, condensed. Ten times, the lethality is also ten times stronger! In other words, you who cultivated the saintly way of fighting spirit will now have the ability to fight at higher levels and defeat the strong with the weak!"
• "Fight by higher rank? Do you win with the weak?"
• Ye Wuque's bright eyes brightened with Kong's explanation, feeling the golden red blood in his body and the battle aura of the holy way, and his heart was hot.
• With a smile at the corner of his mouth, Ye Wuque's calm eyes were filled with an extremely compelling edge in the depths!
• "Fu Bo, the blood dragon jade you left me, I will definitely keep it; Murong Tian, I will use you as the first stepping stone for Ye Wuque to regain the light!"
• The deep self-talk was like thunder, but it was full of incomparable confidence.
• ...The sky is clear and the sun hangs high.
• "Shoo, hoo, hoo"
• Before the courtyard of Murong's children, seven or eight figures moved forward quickly, but the two leading them were a man and a woman.
• The man is sturdy, with a hideous scar on his left cheek, which is Murong Hai; while the woman is wearing a fiery red close-fitting silk skirt, which sets off her rugged Miaoman figure so temptingly, but this woman has a pretty face and a pair What flickered in the beautiful eyes was hatred and humiliation, who else was beside Murong Binglan.
• Immediately behind the two of them were several strong men of the younger generation of Murong's family. Although they were on the move, their eyes were mostly focused on Murong Binglan's beautiful figure, and the love in their eyes was undisguised.
• "Binglan, you have made a fuss too much, and you need so many of us."
• "Yes, I can suppress him with one hand."
• "Wei Wuque really doesn't know the heights of the sky, and even dared to make an appointment with Murong Tian. It's almost a death."
• Murong Binglan, who was on the move, did not answer when he heard the words coming from behind him, but only faintly replied: "This time I trouble everyone, Binglan will be rewarded afterwards."
• "Oh, Bing Lan, look at what you said."
• "Whoever dares to offend you in the Murong family is offending us."
• "Don't grab it, teach Ye Wuque, I'll do it."
• Murong Hai narrowed his eyes and glanced at Murong Binglan next to him. There was a deep heat in his eyes, and he smiled slightly. He naturally guessed the purpose and reason of Murong Binglan's trip. This was also the reason why he came together.
• The lesson to Ye Wuque, to win a touch of favor in front of Murong Binglan, is too simple for Murong Hai.
• "Swish swish"
• Stopping in front of a well-sized wooden house, Murong Binglan looked at the small building with sullen eyes, Murong Hai laughed and strode forward, and the Murong children standing behind Murong Binglan saw it. He stopped angrily.
• "Trash, come out, I'm boring Muronghai and want to play with you, this time, let you have two hands."
• An incomparable voice came from his mouth. The scar on his left face was slightly beating, and Murong Hai stood with his hand on his back, but he was a little wary in his heart. Although Ye Wuque has been abandoned, as far as he knows, apart from the public competitions in the past decade There are not a few Murong children who want to oppress this person, but none of them succeed.
• "Squeak"
• The door of the wooden house opened, and a slender figure slowly walked out. It was Ye Wuque. Murong Hai took a closer look and suddenly felt that Ye Wuque at this time seemed a little different from the past.
• "I said early in the morning which dog was ill in front of my door and barking, it turned out to be you, hehe, since the mad dog is ill, I will reluctantly clean up."
• People have not yet gone out, but words that are more maddening than Murong Hai spread all over here in an instant.
• Seeing Ye Wuqian coming out, Murong Binglan's eyes were like sharp needles, and he squinted to Ye Wuqian, but the latter turned a blind eye.
• Hearing Ye Wuques words, Murong Hais anger flashed off his face, but then he pressed it down, and the urn said: "Wu Wuwei, I hope you are half as capable as you speak, otherwise even if I let you have two hands, you will be no better It's just rubbish."
• Walking slowly to a place ten feet away from Murong Hai, Ye Wuque's bright eyes were so bright, he slowly raised his right hand, clenched his fist into a fist, and smiled leisurely, but there was an unconcealable Xuanhe in the laughter!
• "Muronghai, believe it or not, I can blow you up with three punches!"