On the third day after he met the Ni Bodhisattva, his father came back, his face was pale! His body was white.

None of the six brothers of the big man in purple came back with him, and although he came back, he lost one hand forever.

After returning home, the big man in purple took his child and left without saying a word. No matter how much his wife tried to persuade him or how much she cried, she could not stop him.

"Father, where are you taking me?"

Although he is still very young, he is very sensible. After leaving home with the big man in purple, he did not cry or make trouble, and his face was calm.

"Three Absolute Gates!"

The big man in purple hugged his child with his only remaining hand, used Qinggong and headed towards a hidden sect somewhere in the north of China.

The so-called "Three Jue Sect" was founded by three hermit masters: "Boxing King", "Palm Saint" and "Leg God". It is said that the master of the three masters was an almost invincible master in the early Tang Dynasty.

It was passed down to this generation, and an earth-shattering master emerged. He combined the three skills into one body and practiced the magical skill of "three-point return to the origin", and called himself "the old man of three skills".

Although the old man Sanjue possesses the three skills of fists, palms and legs, and any one of them is enough to dominate the martial arts world, he is devoted to martial arts and has no intention of competing in the world, so he is not known to the world. His lifelong ambition is to "use martial arts to promote prosperity", but

But he only accepted one disciple because his vision was too high.

The big man in purple and his six brothers are known as the "Seven Demon Chasers" in the righteous way. When they were chasing the murderer again, they met the old man Sanjue. Knowing that he had earth-shattering martial arts skills, he sent his children to

His disciples hope to learn his "three-point return to origin" magical skill.

"My child, my enemy this time is too powerful. It is impossible for my father to take revenge in this life. I can only place my hope on you. You must learn martial arts well and help me take revenge!"

At night, the big man in purple and his children gathered around the campfire and slowly spoke these words.

"Father, your martial arts skills are almost top-notch. Who can kill you and your six uncles?"

While the child was speaking, he held his knees with both hands and stared at the big man in purple with a pair of clear pupils. He could clearly see the fear on his father's face at this time, and his burly body was shaking constantly and dripping with cold sweat.

An originally majestic and serious face kept twisting, as if he had thought of something terrifying.

"The person who killed my brother and crippled one of my hands was not... a person!"

"If you are not a human being, how can you still be a devil?"

The child's unconscious words triggered the deepest fear in the heart of the big man in purple. He roared and waved out a violent palm force with his only hand, blasting a big tree ten feet away into pieces.

Amidst the flying leaves and wood chips, they fell on the bonfire and ignited a burst of beautiful and gorgeous sparks.

After blasting out a palm, the mood of the big man in purple finally stabilized. After taking a few heavy breaths, he slowly said: "Before this, I never knew that there was such an invincible person in the world? No.

!He... or he, is not a human being, but a body... extremely evil, which makes heaven, earth, gods, humans, demons, demons, all bow down——"

"Human form...incarnation!"

When the child heard this, his clear pupils showed confusion. He obviously didn't know what his father said, but in the deepest part of his heart, he printed this sentence... "An extremely evil body"

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In the days that followed, no matter how the children asked, the big man in purple refused to mention a word about "humanoid incarnation".

And half a month later, the father and son finally arrived at Sanjue Sect.

Looking at the old man with white hair standing on the huge stone pillar, the child followed his father's instructions and respectfully performed the apprenticeship ceremony.

"Senior, this is my child. My martial arts skills are not good. I hope you can teach him to become a talented person and use martial arts to make him famous!"

The big man in purple clothes spoke with a humility that the child had never seen before, as if the white-haired old man in front of him was his master.

The child secretly raised his head and glanced at the imposing old man Qing Kui standing on the stone pillar. Under the stone pillar, there was a tall young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a rough face, looking at them curiously.

Father and son.

"Your child has extraordinary qualifications. He is a rare piece of jade, worthy of my carving!"

Since the white-haired old man said this, he agreed to accept it. The big man in purple looked surprised and asked his child to worship him again.

But just when the child was about to kowtow, a soft energy held him back, preventing him from moving at all.

"I have already accepted the gift just now, there is no need for a second one. You will be my second disciple from now on, don't you know what to call me?"

After hearing this, the big man in purple quickly revealed the name of his child.

"This boy is naturally domineering. This name does not fit with his destiny and may suppress his future development."

"In that case, please give me a name for my child, senior!"

After listening to what the big man in purple said, the white-haired old man narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and finally said a name that was destined to be resounding throughout the martial arts world. The terracotta sect was passed down to this generation of the old man, and the next generation took the nickname "Xiong"

, My first disciple’s name is ‘Xiong Wu’, then your child should be called ‘Xiong Ba’!”

The eyes of the big man in purple tightened slightly. He obviously did not expect that the old man Sanjue would give his child this name. When he lowered his head and looked at the child who was still kneeling on the ground, he saw a trace of joy on his still immature face. He obviously liked this very much.

name.

"Could it be that this is God's will!"

After sighing in his heart, the big man in purple thanked the old man Sanjue and finally said something to his child.

"My child, you must learn martial arts well in the future and avenge me!"

At only eleven years old, he nodded in understanding, not knowing how evil and terrifying the opponent he was about to face was!

After the big man in purple left, he stayed at Sanjuemen and learned martial arts from his master Sanjue.

The Sanjue Sect is located in the bitter cold land of the north, using a harsh environment to hone the mind and body of its disciples.

At the same time, "Tian Shuang Fist", one of the three arts, needs to absorb the cold air of frost before it can be perfected, so the old man of Sanjue took two disciples to practice martial arts in seclusion in the majestic and steep Tianshan Mountains in the north.

The eldest disciple, Xiong Wu, has been following the old man Sanjue for ten years. He has a strong foundation in internal skills and has achieved some achievements in the three arts of fist, palm and kick. Even if he is released to the world now, he will not be inferior to the leader of the first-class sect.

Old Man Sanjue thought that no matter how great his second disciple Xiong Ba's talent was, he would never be able to catch up with Xiong Wu within ten years.

Unexpectedly, in just the first month, he was shocked by the talent of this second disciple.

"Ba'er, you really haven't learned martial arts!"

Seeing the handsome-faced child practicing the Nine Styles of Tianshuang Fist one by one without any mistakes, the old man Sanjue felt that his talent was scum.

"The disciple only learned some breathing and breathing techniques from his father, which are the basics of internal strength. My father did not teach the rest of the moves to his disciples!"

After hearing this, the old man Sanjue fell into deep thought for a long time, while the child waited respectfully. It was not until half an hour later that the old man woke up under a gust of cold wind.

"Ba'er, your talent is too outstanding. I'm afraid you will use up your three skills as a teacher in less than a year. However, this will not be good for your martial arts foundation. In the future, you should focus on training and accumulation."

When the Tianshuang Qi opens up the two meridians of Ren and Du and enters the innate world, I will teach you the Cloud Expelling Palm."

After the old man Sanjue finished speaking, he disappeared in front of the child like a breeze. Only an unbelievable look on Xiong Wu's face was left.

"Junior brother, you are so awesome!"

Facing Xiong Wu's praise, the child just smiled faintly and said nothing more, but continued to practice boxing on the top of the towering Tianshan Mountain.

Seeing his junior brother working so hard, Xiong Wu was probably embarrassed, so he gritted his teeth and practiced his boxing skills in the cold wind.

Old Man Sanjue originally thought that by saying this, he could save some face for himself, and that the practice of moves could be achieved overnight with talent. However, internal strength requires time to accumulate, and it is absolutely impossible to achieve it quickly.

However, in just one year, with his eyes widened, Xiongba broke through the two channels of Ren and Du on the Tianshan Mountains, sensed the heaven and earth, and entered the innate realm.

"This, this, this...how is this possible!"

This question was not only something that old man Sanjue couldn't answer, but even the child himself couldn't explain. He only felt that every time he practiced, the frosty air around him was trying desperately to get into his body.

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Xiongwu practiced for seven days, but he only needed one day. It seemed that he could command his vitality to obey orders and help him practice Chongmai.

"With such qualifications, I'm afraid even the Sword Master may not be able to catch up with you in the future!"

In today's martial arts world, the most famous one is the Sword Master of Wushuang City!

He learned swordplay at the age of five, excelled at it at the age of seven, and became famous with his sword at the age of nine. At the age of thirteen, he had already realized a higher level of swordsmanship, and since then he has created the unrivaled holy swordsmanship in the world, and his skills have become more and more perfect; if he doesn't like it, there is no way

People can come within three feet of him, and from that time on, he never failed in swordsmanship competitions!

People in the world respectfully call him the Sword Master!

It can be seen that his swordsmanship is so extraordinary and "holy"!

Although the sword master is young, his martial arts skills are already recognized as the best in the entire martial arts world. In such a huge world, no one has been able to take on his three swords for a long time.

Although Old Man Sanjue believed that there was no opponent in the martial arts world of "Three Points Returning to Yuan", he did not dare to go to the sword master to challenge him, as one can imagine the opponent's martial arts reputation.

With this thought in his mind, Old Man Sanjue has made up his mind!

"Ba'er, starting from today, I will teach you the Cloud Paid Palm and the Wind God Kick. I hope you can outshine the old and be better than the old, and in the future, you will be prosperous with martial arts!"

While speaking, the twelve-year-old child didn't have too much surprise on his face and just nodded lightly.
Chapter completed!