Wu Po Jiuxiao

"It's a good method, but these are just trails. My biggest reliance should still be on my body!"

Ye Fantian's eyes were burning, shining with boundless brilliance, and he spoke slowly.

Both hands slowly shot out a divine light, and then expanded again, and ripples slowly appeared, covering the surroundings, and gradually the range continued to grow, and the surrounding space was rapidly oscillating.

Tai Chi!

Ye Fantian's mind didn't have the slightest consciousness, but he was slowly punching out this set of punches.

The body is like a black turtle, more like a unicorn raising its head, and it suddenly evolves into a green dragon and a white crane again, elegant and unparalleled, but no matter how Ye Fantian uses it, what lingers around him is a kind of mellow energy, or Pushing it down, it turned into boundless strength, evolved again, and then grew into a terrifying monument.

At this time, Ye Fantian has forgotten the time, and is just constantly consolidating his current understanding.

The strength of the power of the Buddhas is not only manifested in the horror of this power, but also in a kind of charm, which can charm a person's heart and make the opponent unconsciously The beginning has changed.

This is the horror of the Buddhas, and this is also the tyranny of the Buddhist sect.

"Boom" punched again, this punch has the mellowness of Tai Chi, but it also has the profound meaning of the fist of the gods. The sacredness in it carries the power of the Buddhas, as if a new boxing intention has been opened up.

The whole space shattered with a "click".

"laugh……"

The physical body moved slightly, and it immediately turned into a long dragon, which began to spread rapidly, and the huge fist evolved shook all directions.

"Good boxing!"

A loud cry came out.

The burly body of Zhan Xiong appeared in Ye Fantian's sight, but at this time Ye Fantian opened his eyes, but he didn't notice Zhan Xiong, because now his mind is completely immersed It can be said that right now, in front of Ye Fantian, there is a glamorous woman who eats fruit, scratching her head and posing at her, and even hooking up with her body, making all kinds of ecstasy. Ye Fantian doesn't care about his appearance.

He just kept trying to figure out his own boxing techniques, reflecting Taijiquan and the Fist of the Gods, hoping to increase his comprehension more intensely.

So, at this time, he didn't see the war bear at all.

However, the fist stretched out, and after the war bear appeared, Ye Fantian's fist locked onto the war bear himself. This is an instinct, as if animals can feel it in advance when they are in danger. It belongs to instinct, Ye Fantian felt the strength of the war bear, and suddenly began to show his fist, and suddenly began to riot.

"Chichichi..."

The fist drew out a majestic energy, which turned into boundless supernatural powers. The vigorous fist technique shook everything, and the void he hit was cracking crazily, extending to a range of ten thousand meters, crackling like It was like broken glass that began to expand.

"boom"

With the force of a blasting hammer, it exploded in front of Zhan Xiong in an instant.

"Whoosh..."

The expression of Zhan Xiong changed, and after the body moved away in an instant, the place where it was originally was shattered into nothingness and dust.

"What kind of boxing technique is this? It's so terrifying..."

Zhan Xiong is a powerhouse at the top of the immortal level, and he can see through Ye Fantian's state at a glance. The opponent is now in a state of comprehension, and he will not know who he is at all, otherwise he will not choose to make a move.

But after seeing the horror of Ye Fantian's boxing technique, the Zhan Xiong's face also showed a gesture of eagerness, waving the bowl-sized fist, and laughing loudly:

"Interesting, I will fight with you."

"Dengdengdeng..."

The footsteps turned into a series of rioting sounds, and the ground began to tremble. The rioting sound was like hundreds of millions of horses galloping on the ground.

The terrifying strength also aroused Ye Fantian's induction, and he quickly greeted him.

"drink……"

Zhan Xiong roared angrily, and there was a word "bear" in his name. His power was as violent as that of a black bear. He punched him with a punch, like a mountain of gods, breaking through the impact quickly.

"call……"

Taijiquan changed suddenly, his left hand started to move, Ye Fantian actually integrated the charm of Taiji into his own boxing, but Taijiquan suddenly disappeared and evolved into the fist of the gods.

"Depend on!"

Zhan Xiong's complexion changed drastically, the originally smooth boxing technique became sacred and extraordinary at this time, and the majestic posture was countless times more terrifying than before.

"boom"

The fists of the two collided fiercely, and the terrifying force produced cracked the ground.

"What kind of boxing is this?!"

Zhan Xiong's complexion couldn't help but changed drastically. His cultivation base is the strength of the upper level of the immortal class, and he has already experienced countless battles in himself, and he himself is a fighting maniac, a master of martial arts. A genius, with a powerful understanding of martial arts that ordinary people can't match.

But he felt a fist like never before in Ye Fantian's body.

This punch is majestic and majestic, every time he punches it is no less than an ancient sacred mountain hanging down, making him feel a suffocating feeling all over his body.

But this is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that he felt an astonishing and bewitching aura that couldn't be concealed in this fist.

This bewitching breath made him feel that his mind was beginning to feel a little restless, as if he would be forcibly suppressed at any time, such a posture, such a domineering appearance, and even this terrifying feeling, could It surprised him very much.

"The boxing technique of the devil way? No, it's impossible. Even if it's the boxing technique of the magic way, there will definitely not be such a majestic breath in the boxing intention of itself. This is a kind of sacred wave, as if there are gods descending. Generally speaking, I have a feeling of worship!"

"Fist of the Gods!"

Ye Fantian roared in a low voice.

This punch made an epic imprint, the fist mark, fist intention, fist pattern and even the fist gang were all rioting rapidly, as if they wanted to completely envelop themselves.

The strong suppressing force of one punch and one punch can even make him go crazy. The suffocating breath is like a wave of frenzy in front of him, and it is continuous, almost making him retreat every time. Get up, and the most frightening thing is that the power of this punch has not disappeared, but the power behind it surges again. This makes Ye Fantian's fists more terrifying and fiercer than each other. full.

This is the horror of Ye Fantian's Fist of the Gods. After realizing the disillusionment and rebirth of the universe, this fist also carries a vast breath of death and reincarnation.

"drink……"

Ye Fantian punched again, the power of this punch could even shake the universe, the physical body of the war bear couldn't bear it at all, his face began to change wildly, and he backed up suddenly.

This punch is definitely not something that he can resist now, especially Ye Fantian now has no consciousness at all, doesn't know the severity at all, and will not stop.

"flash!"

The huge physical body moved violently, and the huge energy it set off was boundless.

"boom"

Staggering under the feet, like a small gust of wind, it gathered quickly, and then evolved into a trace like a raging wave, and began to rush out in one direction.

"Boom"

The moment he dodged away just now, suddenly, behind him, a vast energy has exploded, and the terrifying energy is evolving crazily, even making it impossible for a huge ancient mountain. It was shaking.

This kind of tyrannical energy is like breaking people's minds into pieces.

Looking at the ancient mountain that had been submerged in an instant behind him, Zhan Xiong swallowed hard. If this hit him, this punch would be enough to kill him half to death.

"The mind can be bewitched, and it has a holy fist. It is unparalleled in strength and surpasses the only boxing techniques I have ever seen in my life. What a terrifying boxing technique this kid has comprehended... If this bombards me body, so it must not be abolished?"

He took a deep look at Ye Fantian again, and Zhan Xiong shuddered suddenly. Ye Fantian at this time was really terrible. He didn't see Ye Fantian make a move when he rescued Ye Fantian, but now he saw it with his own eyes. Afterwards, Zhan Xiong really felt that it was definitely not luck for this kid to behead the dozen or so Immortal-level high-level powerhouses.

But a great strength!

Overbearing strength!

"Well... this punch is quite comfortable."

Ye Fantian slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flickering like lightning, hesitating and moving, the brilliance that cut off the sun and the moon began to be released, dancing with a volcanic aura in the cold.

It's really frightening.

Looking at Zhan Xiong, Ye Fantian couldn't help but paused, looked at the resentment on the other side's face again, and shivered suddenly, with Ye Fantian's eyes and wisdom, he could naturally guess what happened in it.

Obviously, he was eager to fight, and he had a big fight with himself when he was comprehending, but an old man actually showed such a resentful look to him, which really made him a little bit overwhelmed.

"Damn it, what kind of boxing technique did you use just now? Didn't you really comprehend it yourself?"

Zhan Xiong couldn't help asking the question in his heart again. If Ye Fantian really realized it by himself, it would be too terrifying.

"Yes what's the matter?"

Ye Fantian nodded and replied.

"your sister……"

Zhan Xiong immediately looked at Ye Fantian deeply, unable to calm down for a long time...