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Chapter 112 The Powerful Fist (Part [-])
Looking at Yang Zhigang who seemed to be transformed into a strange bird in front of him, Feng Shixin couldn't help thinking of many things at this moment.

Since he met the molted Qiu because of an accidental blind date.

Then he was approached by a cultivator from the Huanlong family like Dong Ganyi.

Then he was recommended by Dong Ganyi to join the Immortal Cultivation Association.

The enlightened treatment of dental caries, which is the gatekeeper of the Immortal Cultivation Association, leads to the filth hidden in enlightened dental caries.

Later, I experienced the dirty incident.

It seems that the dirty incident has passed, and all life has returned to normal and on track.

But since this morning, he and Dong Ganyi first encountered a bird in the mountains.

Then he met a senior immortal cultivator of the Dushan sect.

Now Feng Shixin went to the zoo as usual, and unexpectedly met the Zhuo Xiu again.

All these things seem to be too coincidental. If you think about it carefully, it seems that there is an invisible thread connecting all of them.

Without giving Feng Shixin much to think about, Yang Zhigang, who showed a strange appearance, attacked again.

Behind Yang Zhigang, a pair of strange giant wings made of various bird wings fluttered.

All of a sudden, there was a strong gust of wind, and it seemed that there were countless blades hidden in the hurricane, and it hit Feng Shixin directly, with the posture of smashing him directly.

Feng Shixin couldn't allow Feng Shixin to think too much, so he hurriedly urged his heart to control his body.

The next moment, the gust of wind that was originally rushing in Feng Shixin's eyes became extremely slow in his Xinwo eyes.

His body suddenly jumped to the side, avoiding the strong wind that wanted to tear him apart.

When Yang Zhigang saw Feng Shixin avoiding him, he was stunned for a moment.

But then, a sinister smile appeared on Yang Zhigang's face: "Hahaha, interesting, it's really interesting, you, a new cultivator, obviously don't have a heart-building door, but you still have some skills."

While speaking, the wings growing on Yang Zhigang's back flapped again, blowing a gust of wind towards Feng Shixin continuously.

Several gusts of wind turned into blades, besieging Feng Shixin from different directions.

This was the first time Feng Shixin had encountered Zhuo Xiuren head-on, and he had to say that the opponent's strength exceeded his expectations by a lot, and the methods were also very weird.

What the other party did was not comparable to Fu Qing's previous means.

Compared with Yang Zhigang's methods in front of her, Fu Qing really looked like a baby who was just learning to walk.

Yang Zhigang didn't even release the projection of his mind eroded by filth, and didn't use the filthy barrier to trap Feng Shixin.

Seeing the gust of wind and blades coming, Feng Shixin had no way to avoid it. He could only use the strength of his heart, pour the essence of his heart into his arms, raise his arms to protect himself, and forcefully go to catch the opponent's attack. Blast Blade.

Bang.

Feng Shixin was blown away by the wind blade and hit the iron cage again.

Although he forcibly took the Gale Blade, his sleeves had already been shredded, and several bloody cuts were left on his arm.

Originally hiding under the sleeves, the Qiu wrapped around Feng Shixin's arm was exposed.

It was Qiu's last help that saved Feng Shixin's arm from being crushed by the blade of the gust of wind.

When Yang Zhigang saw the qiu blowing out thunder and blowing away his wings and blades, he was in a daze for a moment, and didn't recognize what it was?
While Yang Zhigang was staring blankly at Qiu curiously, Feng Shixin resisted the pain in his arms.

The spirit in the heart poured into his legs.

At this time, Feng Shixin's "Foot Que Yin and Liver Meridian" that had been practiced into reality played a role, and his legs burst out with extremely strong power in an instant, and he rushed to Yang Zhigang almost in the blink of an eye.

Another "Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian" that he practiced and realized on the heart self is working again.

The heart spirit poured into his arms, and along this solemn path, his arms seemed to be assisted by gods.

After the fists were clenched, there was even a faint roar of metal collision.

A fist like a thousand catties hit Yang Zhigang's head.

However, seeing that this punch was about to hit Yang Zhigang's head, suddenly the strange wings on his back closed in front of him.

In the end, Feng Shixin's powerful punch was received by the folded wings.

boom.

With a powerful and heavy punch, the folded wings were sunken, and Yang Zhigang also fell backwards and flew out, but he still stomped on the ground to receive the punch.

After closing the wings and slowly unfolding them, Yang Zhigang looked at the two bleeding arms again, putting away his previous contempt.

"Very strong, I didn't expect that you didn't even know how to use your mind to activate the spell, but you were able to throw such a terrifying punch in such a simple and rude way. There are still too many of you immortal cultivators. Geniuses and wizards are really enviable."

Feng Shixin panted heavily, looking at Yang Zhigang with a trace of fear in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the strength of the Zhuo Xiu in front of him was really beyond his imagination.

The punch just now was considered to be a method that Feng Shixin had comprehended during this period of time, a method that can use his mind very well.

Although it was the first time to use it in actual combat, he still had a sense of confidence.

But right now, Yang Zhigang was obviously not hurt by that punch.

This can be said to be a blow to Feng Shixin's self-confidence. The opponent's strength gave him a sense of oppression. At the same time, the destruction of self-confidence made him slip into self-doubt.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly entered Feng Shixin's ears.

"Wake up, don't doubt yourself, and don't lose your confidence and belief. You should firmly believe in your own strength. You can see clearly that your punch has already hurt your opponent. He is just the end of a strong force. Believe in your fist. , keep punching."

The reminder that came to my ears was really deafening.

The self-doubt in Feng Shixin's heart was instantly cleared away.

He raised his head again, and when he looked at Yang Zhigang, his gaze pierced through his disguise, and he could clearly see that black, viscous liquid that seemed to be blood was continuously dripping from his pair of huge weird wings.

Seeing clearly that the other party was seriously injured, Feng Shixin completely dispelled the self-doubt in his heart.

He didn't give Yang Zhigang another chance to taunt him, and he stomped on the ground with his feet.

This time the floor tiles under his feet were crushed, and he punched Yang Zhigang once again like a meteor hammer being thrown with great force.

Sure enough, Yang Zhigang was seriously injured by the previous punch, and this time he did not use the weird wings on his back to cover it.

There was also no contempt and mocking smile on his face, replaced by a face full of horror.

At the last moment, he still tried to open his heart, let the darkness of his heart project, and wanted to build a filthy barrier, and fight Feng Shixin in a final desperate fight.

It's a pity that it was too late, Feng Shixin's fist grabbed the dark side of his mind and projected it, and it had already bombarded him.

The heart power poured into the fist bombarded Yang Zhigang's open heart, forcing back the filth that was about to be released.

When Feng Shixin's punch hit Yang Zhigang's chest.

The power of the heart has penetrated his heart and completely shattered the filth in his heart.

Yang Zhigang knelt down in front of Feng Shixin, and the wings made of various bird wings shattered behind him, turning into flying feathers all over the sky and falling in front of him.

A relieved smile appeared on Yang Zhigang's face, he opened his mouth and blew the whistle of teasing birds.

　The first one is sent.

　　I didn't expect this book to be recommended. The author has been a little negative these days, the excessive plot is not well written, and there are many mistakes.This morning I revised the first few chapters of the new volume.

　　In the future, the author will take it seriously, cheer up and continue to write well.

　　Thanks again for the support of every reader who is willing to read on.

　　


(End of this chapter)