"How did this happen?" Xie Xun's heart was in turmoil. He had clearly transmigrated into the martial arts world, so how could there be such a power that exceeded the martial arts world? What were those white lights that flew out of the valley?
Could it be that the world he had transmigrated to wasn't the Wuxia world? But that was impossible. During the half a year he had studied under Cheng Kun, Xie Xun had read many books and understood that this world was the Wuxia world written by Jin Yong.
"There should be some mutation that has caused some hidden secrets. No, I have to go into that valley to take a look.”
Xie Xun was agitated by this subversive matter. He stared at the entrance of the valley.
However, now was not the time to enter the valley. After transforming, the Mongolian soldiers became almost invulnerable. No matter how the five unaffiliated people attacked them, they were not injured at all. At most, they would be knocked to the ground. Very quickly, they stood up as if nothing had happened and continued to attack crazily.
Seeing that the five unaffiliated cultivators were in danger, Xie Xun shouted and activated his qinggong to join the battle.
When the five loose cultivators saw Xie Xun appear, they were all surprised.
Xie Xun did not care about them, and he used his Thunderbolt Fist on one of the Mutated Mongolian soldiers.
Xie Xun had used 80% of his Hunyuan Art in this palm strike, and the Mutated Mongolian soldier was sent flying a few dozen feet away.
"As expected, it's not that easy to deal with!”He was shocked when he saw the mutated Mongolian soldier that was knocked down stand up again. It should be known that this was his eighth level Thunderbolt Fist, but it only dented its ribs and stood up again as if nothing had happened.
"Brother, who are you? This place is very dangerous. We are Ming Cult's five loose disciples. Thank you for your help.”Monk Peng could tell that Xie Xun's martial arts were far superior to theirs. He was surprised. When did such a powerful figure appear in the Western Regions?
Zhou Dian avoided the attacks of the two mutated Mongolian soldiers and looked at Xie Xun. He curled his lips and said,"You blockhead, can't you see that we're about to be beaten to death? You still came to court death. Originally, we only wanted to kill five of us, but now there's an additional fool.”
Xie Xun glanced at Zhou Dian indifferently. Just like in the original drama, this character had a particularly sharp mouth. Not only was he mean to his enemies, but he was also mean to his own people.
"I'm not here to save you. Don't flatter yourself.”Xie Xun glanced at Zhou Dian coldly. His friend could tolerate his sarcastic words, but he would not. Xie Xun did not like the feeling of being offended.
Hearing Xie Xun's words, Zhou Dian opened his mouth to argue with Xie Xun, but he was stopped by Monk Peng's gaze. He said,"Zhou Dian, don't be rude to this hero.”
Zhou Dian opened his mouth but did not say anything in the end. He also knew that the situation was critical. Xie Xun's martial arts were far superior to theirs. Whether they could get out of here alive this time depended on Xie Xun.
Looking at these mutated soldiers who were attacking more and more fiercely, Xie Xun felt a headache coming on. He didn't know many martial arts, only three of Cheng Kun's ultimate skills, and his attack techniques were only Thunderbolt Fist and Phantom Yin Finger.
Since a fierce attack like the Thunderbolt Fist didn't work, he could only try the cold and eerie Phantom Yin Finger.
Phantom Yin Finger was a martial art similar to the Life-Death Talisman. It planted a cold inner force into the enemy's body. Not only could it interrupt the enemy's circulation of power, but the cold qi contained in it could also torture the enemy.
Most importantly, this kind of cold power could move in the human body, and its whereabouts were uncertain. It was difficult for ordinary people to get rid of this cold poison. Even if it was someone with deep internal energy, it would be extremely difficult to get rid of it. Only the pure Yang internal energy like the Nine Yang Divine Skill could easily restrain the Phantom Yin Finger.
"Looks like I can only use that move!"
As Xie Xun thought to himself, he took a deep breath and circulated the Hunyuan Art with all his might. His thick internal strength caused his clothes to float.
With the help of the Divine Martial System, his Illusory Yin Finger had already surpassed his master, Cheng Kun. Cheng Kun could only plant a cold inner force into the enemy's body at one time.
However, Xie Xun had already reached this level. He had planted several or even more than ten streams of Yin energy at the same time, causing the enemy to instantly lose their ability to move. Just planting so much Yin energy at once had consumed a lot of Xie Xun's energy.
During the process of fighting with the mutated Mongolian soldiers, Xie Xun gradually realized something. These mutated soldiers were actually controlled by a Qi and had lost their consciousness.
"Bang!"
Xie Xun's seemingly light finger landed on the forehead of one of the Mutated Mongolian soldiers. The soldier staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.
"It's a success!" Xie Xun's heart was filled with joy. Just now, he had casually pointed his finger, but in an instant, he had sent over ten streams of cold inner strength into the Mutated Mongolian soldier's body, disrupting the Qi that was controlling it, causing it to lose its ability to move.
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