The three styles of the Fierce Tiger Fist are: the first style: the tiger comes out of the mountain and practices to the third level of Mahayana. One punch can exert 10,000 kilograms of force.

The second style: Flame Tiger Fist, with both fists burning, and the momentum is like a rainbow. One punch can produce 13,000 kilograms of force.

The third move: The fire tiger follows and practices to Mahayana. There will be a huge red tiger shadow behind him, and one punch can exert 15,000 kilograms of force.

Each style is divided into three levels, and each level is divided into two states of practice: Hinayana and Mahayana.

A warrior with excellent talent can use the three styles and three into one, and exert the power of the flamed tiger fist to the extreme. At the end, Murong Chen puts his martial arts into the storage armband and sits quietly to understand the connotation and true meaning of martial arts.

Soon, Murong Chen opened his eyes and shone with brilliance! "The first move, the tiger comes out of the mountain!"

Murong Chen danced his body and walked through the deep forest of Broken Soul Cliff. Many ancient branches were injured by Murong Chen's fist blades and broke one after another. The leaves of ancient trees fell without wind... "The second style, the flame tiger fist!"

Murong Chen's fists burned. As the realm improved, the place where the fists burned, they burned directly to the entire upper arm along the fist. Murong Chen made a spurt and directly practiced the second style of "Flame and Tiger Fist" to the second level of Mahayana.

On the contrary, in the first stage, the tiger coming out of the mountain has always been the first level. No matter how you practice, you cannot achieve diligence. Why is this?

Murong Chen struck while the iron was hot and practiced the third move, and the Fire Tiger followed.

Rub! Rub! Rub! Rub! Soon, I practiced the third stage to the second level of Mahayana.

But in this first level, the tiger comes out of the mountain. No matter how Murong Chen practices, there is no sign of progress.

Murong Chen sat down quietly and found that he had a vague breakthrough. It seemed that martial arts and warriors complement each other. Good martial arts are so important to a warrior.

Murong Chen took two spiritual pills to let the spiritual energy flow freely in the dragon vein.

Boom! Murong Chen's body relaxed and his bones squeaked.

Breakthrough! Murong Chen successfully broke through to the late stage of the fourth level of the Agile Realm! In the Dantian, the Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron rotated rapidly, and the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around rushed towards Murong Chen like a tide, and the air formed a huge vortex. The dragon veins in Murong Chen's body were filled with spiritual energy and were almost burst. Finally, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around was sucked dry, and the Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron stopped rotating.

Boom! In the late stage of the fourth level of the spiritual realm, break through to the fourth level of the spiritual realm.

"Still break through?"

Murong Chen took out three spiritual pills and swallowed them in one mouthful. The Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron began to absorb the spiritual energy of the pills.

Murong Chen must break through to the fourth level of the spiritual realm, and he shouted in his heart, as if it was still not stable enough.

By the way, there were still a hundred low-grade spirit stones in the storage armband. Murong Chen hurriedly took out the low-grade spirit stone. The Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron moved slightly and began to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the spirit stone.

"Breakthrough! Breakthrough! Breakthrough to the fourth level of the spiritual realm!"

After a while, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in a hundred low-grade spirit stones was sucked dry, and the originally emerald green low-grade spirit stones turned into a miserable white, like a pile of waste products.

"Haha! It's successful!"

Murong Chen laughed loudly. Finally, his martial arts realm was firmly at the peak of the fourth level of the Athletic Realm, and was only one step away from the fifth level of the Athletic Realm.

He didn't close his eyes a day and night, and didn't eat. He knocked down four white-flame thunder bone cows, fought against Li Yunkai, the second son of the Evil Moon Hall, practiced "Fire and Thunderbolt Fist", and then broke through his own realm from the peak of the third level of the Agile Realm to the peak of the Fourth level of the Agile Realm, and broke through a small realm. Murong Chen did all these. Now Murong Chen wants to make only meat and roast beef legs, and then take a short break.

Murong Chen came to the bonfire, picked up a piece of beef shank, and started gnawing.

The meat of this white flame thunder bone beef is really good. After roasting, it is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. After taking a bite, it is extremely fragrant. Murong Chen couldn't care about so much, so he lowered his head and started eating.

Crane! Crane! Not far away, a sound of swords colliding came.

"Calm down! You'd better hand over the Black Wind Wolf's demon core, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

A red-haired man shouted.

The red-haired man continued to order the people around him, "Kill! Leave this quietness and kill the rest!"

Chen Jing was wearing a purple long skirt and holding a sharp sword, and retorted: "Wang Lin! My Fengming Pavilion has been alone, and I have no grudges with you Tianwu Palace. Don't make me embarrassed! Black Wind Wolf was killed by my Fengming Pavilion disciple! The demon core is ours!"

There were five female guards around Chen Jing. The female guards had many sword marks and knife wounds on their bodies. On the purple long skirt, they were torn. The two cuffs of the purple long skirt and the upper arms were carved with lifelike phoenix patterns. Chen Jing and the five female guards were indeed disciples of Fengming Pavilion.

Fengming Pavilion is all female disciples, and they practice some weak martial arts. They are known for their flexible body skills. This kind of martial arts can only be used as an auxiliary in combat and is not very aggressive.

Murong Chen stood up, holding the tender cow thighs in his hand, which was just facing Fengming Pavilion's quiet eyes.

Although this quietness is not a beautiful appearance, she looks quite upright, with snowy skin and affectionate eyes.

The eight disciples of Tianwu Palace surrounded the disciples of Fengming Pavilion in the middle. It seemed that the disciples of Fengming Pavilion were about to be wiped out.

"Damn it! Look at it! Look again, dig out your dog's eyes!"

A red-haired disciple who looked like a senior brother in Tianwu Palace shouted, and deliberately leaked out the word "wu" in the robe on his chest to scare Murong Chen. This person was Wang Lin who was calm.

Generally, those who dare to speak are all great disciples.

Murong Chen is no longer surprised by fighting for the demon core and causing conflicts.

After a dozen breaths and a few miserable screams, all the five female guards in Fengming Pavilion were killed and corpses were on the ground.

Fengming Pavilion looked panicked and his eyes were isolated and helpless. He stared at Murong Chen for a long time. It seemed that he wanted Murong Chen to help. She knew that if she fell into the hands of these disciples in Tianwu Palace, in addition to the Black Wind Wolf's demon core, she would be looted, and she might be insulted by these disciples and her reputation would be lost.

Wang Lin pointed at Murong Chen and ordered the disciples of Tianwu Palace to say, "Niu Er! Go over and dig up this kid's eyes!"

"Yes! Senior Brother! Hehe, boy, you are unlucky when you meet Tianwu Palace!"

Niu Er, a disciple of Tianwu Palace, walked to Murong Chen with a big knife on his shoulder.

"Pooh!"

Niu Er spat, "Boy, are you digging your eyes by yourself, or are you here in person!"

Murong Chen smiled strangely and confidently, "Don't worry! Wait until I finish eating this little meat!"

"What! Your grandma, dare to play tricks on me!"

Niu Er, a disciple of Tianwu Palace, cursed.
Chapter completed!