It's just that these two martial arts of the yellow rank now have a greater power because of the accumulation of previous lives.

Although martial arts are divided into four grades of heaven and earth, but even the same martial arts, the power exhibited in the hands of different people is very different, and is generally divided into the realm of introduction, micro-environment, and perfection.

Yunchuan of the previous life, because it is only the first-class blood, the martial arts qualifications are too low, so until the end, they only practiced these two martial arts of the lower ranks to the level of knowledge, after rebirth, the two martial arts His feelings were also brought by him.

Yunchuan closed his eyes and immersed his consciousness on the golden scroll. Gradually, a touch of excitement appeared on his face.

"Big Chiba palm, with the accumulation of previous lives, I am now a microcosm, but I only need 200 points to improve to the perfect state. There are more seven stars every day, 500 points, only a few hundred points. Value, I can achieve what I have never achieved in my life! "

"I don't know Master Yunchuan. What's so happy about it, might as well tell the old slaves to be happy?"

Suddenly at this moment, a sound of yin yang came, making the joy on Yunchuan's face as much as possible.

I saw that while he was immersed in the golden scroll, an old man was slowly coming towards him behind him.

He knows this old man, but Yun Cheng's family slave Yun San, has already reached the mid-quenching level.

This kind of domestic slaves are all Yun family members who have only one grade of blood and can't achieve much in martial arts. They are unwilling to become a side branch of the family, and therefore depend on others to kill for their lives.

"Oh it's you."

Yunchuan smiled suddenly, the sun was shining, like a big boy with no idea, and said, "Why, Yuncheng asked you to come to me?"

The old man Yun Sanju came down, overlooking Yunchuan, and suddenly stroked his hand and smiled, "Yunchuan, Yunchuan, I really admire you. A guy like me who can't set foot in higher martial arts for life, dare to offend Master Yuncheng , Let's say, how do you want to die? "

His face trembled, and Moran said, "You don't have to think about resistance. The old man's martial arts cultivation is already in the middle of the quenching body. You are a little guy who has just entered the early quenching body. Whatever the old man wants to do with you If you pinch you, the more you resist, the more excited I will be. Of course, if you obediently kneel down and get killed, I can let you leave a whole body. "

"Don't kneel and die, Broken Palm!"

Yun San sighed angrily, strode forward, and patted his head toward Yunchuan's head, bringing forth the sound of whistling, and the strong wind let the leaves fall from a few meters away.

Yun San's wrinkled old face showed a cruel color. He seemed to have seen the scene where Yun Chuan was smashed into the flesh by his broken bones. He had a low level of martial arts and had only practiced this yellow-ranking subordinate martial arts throughout his life. And until now, it was only a state of entry, but in line with his mid-term state of hardening, he still had the confidence to shoot Yunchuan directly with one hand.

"Seven stars every day!"

Yunchuan screamed, his figure was like a ghost cat, and he stepped on the strange steps directly to avoid Yun San's palm, allowing the opponent's stored power to hit the air directly.

"How is it possible to know micro-level martial arts, you are just the most inferior bloodline, how can you realize martial arts in the micro-realm!"

Yun San's face was shocked, and his eyes were extremely old-fashioned. He also knew that the seven stars were daily, but it was only a low-grade martial arts skill. If it was an entry-level one, he would not be able to avoid his attack. The performance of this is clearly the performance of practicing this martial arts to the micro realm.

An extremely strong jealousy erupted in his heart all his life, and he never realized the broken bone palm into the realm of consciousness. Nowadays, a sixteen-year-old who is also the most inferior bloodline like him. The boy actually realized a martial arts skill in the nuanced state, and the killing intention erupted on his body suddenly became strong at this moment.

"Old dog, there are so many things you don't know. Even the martial arts of perfection will let me show it in the future!"

Yunchuan laughed, stepped on the seven stars day by day, and once again dodged Yun San's attack.

"Don't hesitate to speak. Just a martial art of low-ranking martial arts has fortunately arrived in the realm of knowledge, and dare to be so arrogant, the old man will let you know that I want to kill you, just like killing a dog!"

"Otama Chiba!"

But at this moment, Yunchuan no longer dodged suddenly, but shot it with one palm, surging with force, and transformed into hundreds of palm shadows.

"The big Chiba palm has also been cultivated by you to the micro-realm, impossible!"