This is the thunder sound of the tiger and leopard.

Above Xuanxing, internal martial arts have long evolved to a very high level, and this level is not an improvement in destructive power.

But some terms and tricks to solve.

For example, the tiger and leopard thunder sound that An Qisheng is running at this time.

The thunder sound of the tiger and leopard is essentially a high-frequency vibration of the muscles under subjective control, which penetrates the force into the internal organs and bones.

This will achieve the effect of refining organs and marrow.

The sound in his ears was not the sound of bone friction, but the tympanic membrane in his ears caused by vibration when the force of up and down passes through the three gates of the spine.

This sound is also something that can only be heard by the master of the tiger and leopard thunder sound.

Jiufujie does not have a special method of cleaning bone marrow and internal organs. Maybe it is not useful, or it may be because he has not been exposed to it.

However, after An Qisheng tried, he found that after having internal strength, the effectiveness of the tiger and leopard thunder sound increased greatly.

As the muscles and bones vibrate, the internal force cleanses the internal organs and bone marrow at a faster speed.

Over the past period of time, in addition to daily internal energy work, he has been washing his internal organs and bone marrow with the sound of tigers and leopards.

Moreover, using the tiger and leopard thunder sound to wash the dirty marrow, you can eliminate the residual pills and swallow more pills.

Therefore, after two months, my body gradually became stronger and stronger, and my physical strength and internal strength became stronger.

“Huh?”

At some point, An Qisheng's heart moved and he opened his eyes:

"I'll be here today, you guys go back to your room first."

"oh!"

The two little guys went back to the house in a decent manner.

Bang!

After two young men left for a while, the gate of the courtyard was suddenly knocked open.

Two solid wood doors flew up and made a shrill sound of "woooooo" and hit An Qisheng who was sitting at the door like a cannonball!

"The people from Snake King Mountain? They came to the door in broad daylight?"

An Qisheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't move, and he had time to put down the teacup in his hand, then stretched his arms, lifted up a stream of air, and grabbed the two wooden doors that were flying in.

The huge force and body disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea, without splashing ripples.

Bang!

Almost as the gate flew out, a figure roared with snow and air flowing, rushing towards him!

clang!

As the sound of gold and iron sounded, the person came to his waist, and a shrill and cruel sword light was already slashed out from afar like a training!

The airflow whizzed by, the snow flew up all over the sky, and the fierce sword light tore the airflow apart like lightning, and it came several feet across!

The visitor seized the opportunity and took action so ruthlessly that it was far beyond those bandits before!

The deterrent power of the slash with one sword is ten times more fierce than that of the seven people who used to shoot the sword together!

"This knife is still interesting."

An Qisheng moved his body and stood up straight. The muscles on his arms were angrily raised, and the two solid wood doors he grabbed in his hand caused a strong wind to whistle.

Take a photo of the visitor!

boom!

As the air flow stormed, the snow-white sword light instantly disappeared into the wood chips all over the sky.

Zhao Qiandu's body was shocked and took two steps back, and his long sword fell down, with a serious expression:

"Seriously injured? The six doors are indeed all waste. Is this also called serious injury?"

He was a little surprised.

Not only was this old Taoist priest not injured, it seemed to be much stronger than more than ten years ago. This collision caused him to suffer a little loss.

"The swordsmanship is good, but the human beings can't."

An Qisheng dropped half of the wooden door in his hand and glanced at the person coming:

"Who are you?"

"Twelve serial docks, Zhao Qiandu."

Zhao Qiandu looked solemn, and the long sword hanging down was buzzing, as if it would accumulate momentum at any time:

"You are seriously injured openly, but intact in secret. I wonder what it means?"

"After injury, we have to be well maintained."

An Qisheng responded with a cold expression.

Although he recognized that the man was not from Snake King Mountain, he was very cruel and did not take action directly without asking the reason. He was also displeased.

"As far as I know, you are not well-known in Nanliang County and several nearby counties, and your martial arts don't seem to be very good..."

Zhao Qiandu's eyes remained unchanged from An Qisheng, and his expression was extremely gloomy:

"So, why are you the only masters, including my father, who survived and made great progress in their skills? And why did you pretend to be seriously injured and deceive the headmaster of Liushenmen?

What do you want to hide? Or…”

Speaking of this, Zhao Qiandu took a step forward, and his harsh shouting sounded like thunder:

"You are the murderer?"

“……”

An Qisheng was shocked by his clear thinking and was silent for a moment, and his eyes became cold:

"I think of you for the sake of your father just died, so I will compensate me for the door and get out. I won't bother with you."

Zhao Qiandu's face darkened, and he could no longer hold back the murderous intent in his heart. The long sword that was hanging down buzzed, bursting out with a cold sword light:
Chapter completed!