Tyrant Martial God

Chapter 1



East barren ancient region, Fengyang Empire, Murong aristocratic family, the first aristocratic family in Liangcheng, roared up in the Murong family\'s martial arts practice field. A group of disciples of Wenren aristocratic family got up early in the morning and began morning exercises.

"Boom!"

In such a large training ground, several disciples practice boxing with each other. Their movements are vigorous, like fierce beasts. They are sharp and powerful, and have the same foundation of force.

However, there was a young man who was carefully hiding in the trees and squinting his eyes towards the martial arts field. His amber eyes twinkled with fire. The man secretly learned the actions of the disciples in the martial arts field. He was secretly learning martial arts!

The boy who stole the look was dressed in linen and covered with weeds. He was only fourteen or five years old. He had beautiful eyes in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but his amber eyes were very strange.

"A few days ago, I went from the kitchen to the horse farm to feed the horses and get forage. It happened that I had to go through the trees of the martial arts field to get forage. I hid quietly in the trees. I could just watch those disciples practice martial arts and learn some martial arts secretly. When I go out of the gate in the future, I will be a slave because I know some Kung Fu!"

Mo Xie stared at the people practicing martial arts on the martial arts field. He caught the movements of the disciples with his eyes, remembered them all in his mind, and could practice a few moves when he returned to the hut.

Mo Xie, who is in Murong aristocratic family, is just a little slave. He has lived as a slave with several servants in the cooking workshop since he can remember. Their humble servants can\'t learn martial arts secretly. Let the housekeeper know that he is a capital crime.

I heard that martial arts is a symbol of a mortal\'s status. Servants like him don\'t understand it. Mo Xie glanced at the martial arts field occasionally, and he thought that this martial arts school is good. It\'s bold to steal martial arts today.

Mo Xie learned that Murong Fu, the master of Murong aristocratic family, was the master of Liangcheng city. The ancestor of Murong family was a disciple of taixuanzong, one of the five supreme sects in donghuangzhou. He had supreme magic power. In his later years, he competed with Fengtai emperor of Fengyang empire for the world. His martial arts were unparalleled and famous. After living in Liangcheng, Murong aristocratic family passed on from generation to generation and had a similar reputation.

"I will go out and not be a slave again!"

Mo Xie, who had only one idea in his mind, stared at the martial arts field in the distance. However, after a while, a tall and very strong man walked into the martial arts field. He was like a giant mountain maple, which made people a little out of breath.

This is Cui Shou, a powerful friar of Murong family, who has a golden smell. His combat power is quite terrible. His reputation is spread in the Jianghu. Many people in Fengyang empire are frightened when they hear his name.

"In our business, it\'s the same as the division of the king\'s phase. The martial arts practitioners practice martial arts, refine nine heaven, one to three air training sections, pass three passes, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and harden the physique; four to six heavy, carry blood, mobilize blood essence, quench God\'s light, and nourish the flesh; seven to nine heavy, God\'s Tibet section, shed courage and five Tibet, and strengthen the body and bones!"

The burly Cui, with thick eyebrows and thick eyes, looked around at the disciples practicing boxing and vibrated their silver armor. All the disciples listened with interest and eyes!

Mo Xie, who was hiding in the trees, also pricked up his ears and listened to the martial arts.

"If you cultivate your martial body, you will be able to pass the nine weights. Your body is as strong as a rock. Your strength is infinite. Your strength is a little stronger than the joint strike of nine barbarians. If you break through the nine weights, you will be a wonder of the dynasty!"

The vigorous voice sounded in the martial arts field. Cui\'s voice was like a sound wave attack. Several voices came out, and the ink evil eardrum vibrated tens of meters away. He was quite surprised when he listened to the other party\'s words. "Is the cultivation of martial body so powerful? The strength is more powerful than the nine heavy bull. If so, it\'s an amazing thing!"

"As I said just now, if you can break through the nine fold, it is to cultivate the supernatural power of the Xuanwu realm. It is powerful. Let alone, it is as powerful as Murong\'s ancestor. He is a disciple of the supreme sect taixuan sect. He obtains the truth and breaks through to the Xuanwu realm! Only by breaking through the Xuanwu realm can he make progress and deter the four sides!"

"Martial body realm, Xuanwu realm!"

Hearing the other party\'s words, he looked very moved. It turned out that this force still existed in the high and low realm of martial arts. He was very frightened. These days, he hid in the woods to secretly learn martial arts, but he didn\'t hear what Cui hand said.

"What is the martial body realm?"

A Murong disciple asked.

Cui hand smiled and said in earnest: "the martial arts realm is to harden the physique, refine the aura, break what ordinary people can do, reach nine wild cattle, listen to all directions, look at things for miles, and be as light as a swallow, come and go without a trace!"

"This extraordinary and refined ability is really powerful. Is that the Xuanwu realm more terrible?"

Another disciple stared with awe. The martial arts realm was so mysterious and powerful. Wouldn\'t it be omnipotent to reach the Xuanwu realm?

"The world is full of martial arts, and the mysterious body of martial arts breaks the martial arts skills recognized by ordinary people. This Xuanwu realm is a great challenge for martial artists to break through. It can\'t be achieved overnight. But if you want to break through, you can swallow clouds and smoke and cross the sky!" Cui Shou, a big black man, was filled with emotion.

"Uncle Cui, where are you going?" all the disciples asked after hearing this, especially wanting to know the martial arts realm of the "Golden Bell Jar" master!

"It\'s an extremely difficult thing to cultivate martial arts. If you\'re not amazing, you can\'t break through the shackles. I\'m only in the eight fold martial arts realm. If one of you can break through the nine fold strength and only climb the Xuanwu realm, I can say for sure that you are a master and have a flying status in the Fengyang empire!"