That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1187
After this punch, Zhao Qing still maintained his tall posture as if he was descended from the world, but his momentum was only slightly weakened.

Zhao Qing snorted coldly and strode towards the hill.

He knew very well that just this punch was not enough to kill the tortoise shell who was the most resistant among the top ten people in the Tianji list.

Sure enough, Liu Mian slowly stood up amidst the smoke and dust, and a three-inch deep fist print was exposed on his chest, causing Liu Mian's entire chest to be completely sunken, which was shocking.And between these fist marks, there are 360 ​​five subtle and hard to see fist marks, as if a mountain is pressed on the six sides of the chest.

There is a theory of five immortals in Taoism, and there are also five realms in martial arts, which are physical fitness, apertures like stars, seeing gods are not bad, minds that connect the heavens, and breaking the void.

The first level of physical training, as the name suggests, is to train the flesh, train the tendons, train the skin membrane, train the bones, train the internal organs, and finally train the marrow to exchange blood.The second level of the realm, Apertures Like Stars, refers to digging deeper into the secrets of the human body, and sensing the various acupoints in the body that are as dense as stars.The third stage is to condense the acupoints, condensing body and spirit in the acupoints, making the acupoints indestructible, which is called seeing the gods indestructible.The fourth level of realm is to communicate with the heavens, which is to use the body and spirit in the orifice points to interact with the stars in the sky and the stars to produce various mysterious connections.As for the fifth realm, it is to successfully condense all the 290 orifice points in the whole body. Although it cannot open up a world like the legendary fairy, it can break the void, which is also called the Great Perfection of Human Immortals.

Now Zhao Qing has just glimpsed the doorway of the fourth level of realm, and has attained a small consummation, but it is not stable yet, it can only be said that he has stepped over the threshold with half a foot, so his realm at this time is roughly equivalent to the realm of the seventeenth floor of the earth fairy , If Zhao Qing has fully stepped into the fourth level of realm, it will be the eighteenth floor of the earth fairy, and even the immortal realm above the eighteenth floor.

If Zhao Qing entered the realm of the [-]th Floor of the Earth Immortal, then Liu Mian should die at this time, but the invitation of this step gave Liu Mian a glimmer of life.

Now Zhao Qing wants to cut off this last chance of survival.

I saw that Zhao Qing came to the small hill in an instant, punched out with a simple and straightforward punch, and once again knocked Liumian away by more than ten feet. It meant that the ground had already been blasted into a bottomless pit.

At this time, Zhao Qing was in a majestic figure, with radiance shining all over his body and arrogance, like a living god who descended from the heaven, I saw him making a gesture of pulling mountains and rivers, and when he was about to stand up on six sides, he directly threw The hillock in front of him was uprooted abruptly.

The earth shakes and the mountains sway.

People in the world mistakenly think that moving mountains and seas is just a matter of fairy tales. There is no one in the world who can move mountains.

But Zhao Qing moved the mountain with his own strength today, supported by his great aura and solid physique, and has no other supernatural powers.

At this time, the Jiangling defenders who were watching from afar saw with their own eyes that no matter the generals or ordinary soldiers, they were all frightened and demoralized.

Zhao Qing gathered and wrapped the entire hillock with Qi, making it solidified and not scattered, and then forcibly lifted it above his head with the great strength of his body and spirit.

It is said that immortals can move mountains and seas, and Buddha can use mountains to suppress evil spirits, so I, Zhao Qing, will forcefully move mountains by myself today.

During the attack and defense of the two just now, most of this hill has collapsed, and there are fragmented scenes everywhere. The surrounding rocks are even more crumbling. After Zhao Qing moved this hill, the surrounding The connecting mountain and rock was finally overwhelmed and collapsed completely.

Zhao Qing didn't take it seriously, and smashed the mountain peak he was lifting directly to the six sides.

Obviously, Zhao Qing wanted to imitate the story of the Buddha back then, using mountains and rocks to suppress Liumian, a Buddhist disciple.

A cliff crashed down, completely suppressing Liumian who hadn't got up yet.

Dust rose and filled the sky.

The sound shook, almost breaking the heart.

It lasted for more than half a stick of incense before the dust settled.

After a brief silence, the hill suddenly shattered, and rocks fell like rain for a while.

Liu Mian stood up slowly in the rain of stones, and stood up together with him, and there was also a statue of Buddha tens of feet high.

The light of glazed glass is sprinkled all over the Faxiang, and a round of colorful backlight blooms behind his head, shining brightly and illuminating all directions.

Liumian struggled with physical injuries, and finally invited his own life-saving method.

But before Liumian could catch his breath, he suddenly raised his head.

There was a sudden thunderclap, and then a figure fell into the sky like a comet.

The Buddha's Dharma can only be seen in a hurry, with arms crossed to block the top of the head.

Such a huge body of Dharma directly stepped on it with this foot, so that half of its body sank into the ground.

It turned out that it was Zhao Qing who made a bold move again, making up his mind to kill Liu Mian with one breath.

Zhao Qing took advantage of the opportunity to kick forward, and the Dharma figure of the Buddha was knocked backward, and then punched, forcing the Dharma figure to retreat continuously, plowing a deep ditch several feet long on the ground.

The dust was flying like a land tornado. Zhao Qing's punches became faster and faster, and the punches became heavier and heavier. The punches were like bows, and they burst like thunder, and finally turned into an overlapping afterimage that no one could distinguish clearly.

The trick is unknown, it's just an ordinary punch.

It's just that Zhao Qing has punched millions of times in the past few decades, and he has practiced hard day and night, which is already a good fortune.

One punch after another was like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, hitting the Faxiang with a loud bang.

After inviting out the Dharma portrait, Liumian still couldn't resist Zhao Qing's increasingly powerful offensive punches, and retreated step by step, shaking his aura.

The abbot of the Vajra Temple was extremely embarrassed. On the golden body, there were pits and hollows, all of which were fist marks. On the Dharma, there were cracks everywhere, and the fists entered his body.

The precarious Liumian shouted loudly: "Zhao Qing!"

Zhao Qing followed him like a shadow, and punched straight into the face of the six sides.

Liumian and the tall Faxiang behind him immediately lifted their feet off the ground, but before he landed, Zhao Qing slammed into Liumian's body hard with his shoulder.

He didn't see the six faces, but the Buddha figure behind him trembled as if struck by lightning.

However, Zhao Qing still didn't stop, and continued to move forward and punch, so that Liu Mian and his Dharma could only retreat again and again.

Finally, when there was no way to retreat, Zhao Qing swung his last punch, which was also a final punch, and hit the brows on six sides heavily.

A circle of cracks like spider webs suddenly appeared between the brows of the Buddha's dharma, and then spread rapidly, first all over the face, and then all over the whole body of the dharma.

No matter how difficult it is to maintain a golden body with six faces, the whole body is bloody and bloody, and the seven orifices bleed.

Suddenly there was a light sound between the heaven and the earth, and then the dharma phase shattered little by little, turning into countless golden sands and drifting away with the wind.

The so-called indestructible golden body and the so-called Buddhist dharma appearance are still difficult to resist under the fists of the most tyrannical martial arts, and have become a joke.

Zhao Qing stood proudly on the spot, arms crossed.

Liumian began to vomit blood continuously, and was already unable to speak.

Standing apart, life and death have been judged.

(End of this chapter)