Mortal Bones

The next moment, Liu Zijin, who resumed her fist movement, used her fist, which was like a fist carved from moon soul stone, to hit Zhou Zaidao's flying sword hard with one punch.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, Zhou Zaidao's flying sword was knocked away by Liu Zijin's punch.

However, Liu Zijin's fist was not put away because the flying sword had been smashed away, but continued to hit Zhou Zaidao below with the force of thunder.

"Certainly!"

And at the moment when the fist fell, Liu Zijin shouted loudly, and a true meaning carrying the terrifying power of the mountain locked Zhou Zaidao in place.

Seeing that he could not dodge, Zhou Zaidao immediately rang the bell in his hand again——

"Jingle Bell!……"

Along with a crisp bell, layers of body-protecting golden light once again spread like water waves with Zhou Zaidao as the center.

In just the blink of an eye, Zhou Zaidao was covered with twenty layers of protective golden light, wrapped layer by layer.

At about the same time, Liu Zijin's fist hit hard again.

"boom!--"

But what was different was that this time, amidst the loud noise, the protective golden light around Liu Zijin was completely broken by Liu Zijin's punch.

Zhou Zaidao obviously did not expect that the power of Liu Zijin's fist would be so greatly improved in a moment, so when her fist smashed through the golden light of the protective body, she was unable to make timely adjustments and could only barely raise her two arms to block it. head.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, although Zhou Zaidao protected his head, his whole body was still hit by the punch and his feet flew up from the ground.

And before he landed, Liu Zijin jumped up on his toes and appeared above Zhou Zaidao with a sound of breaking through the air.

Zhou Zaidao could only continue to protect his head with his arms in great humiliation.

Although he is not a martial artist, he has mastered a set of techniques that use true energy to strengthen his body.

Especially these arms are stronger than some immortal treasures after exercising.

"boom!"

At this time, Liu Zijin's fist once again hit Zhou Zaidao's arms that were blocking his head.

But what Zhou Zaidao didn't expect was that this time both his arms broke with a "click" after receiving Liu Zijin's punch.

Without the obstruction of his arms, the power of Liu Zijin's fist immediately poured out on his forehead.

In an instant, Zhou Zaidao's body, with half of his face smashed, hit Jianping like a straight line.

"boom!"

The entire Jianping was hit and shook suddenly.

What surprised Zhou Zaidao and the monks watching in the stands around was that after throwing three punches in a row, Liu Zijin's punches had no intention of falling and were still rising.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time that Zhou Zaidao's body fell to the ground, Liu Zijin's fists had already caught up with him. The huge fist shadow formed by the fists, fists, intentions and fists, like a hill, came towards Zhou Zaidao who had not yet been able to stand up. Smash it.

At the critical moment, Zhou Zaidao bit the bell and shook his head hard, and the crisp ringing sounded -

"Jingle Bell……"

Almost as soon as the bell rang, more than twenty protective golden lights appeared around Zhou Zaidao.

But even so, Zhou Zaidao still didn't stop shaking the bell.

So amidst the clear ringtones of "ding bells" that kept ringing, Zhou Zaidao's body was wrapped in at least sixty layers of protective golden light.

"boom!……"

But what stunned the monks watching around him was that Zhou Zaidao's sixty layers of protective golden light were like bubbles, all shattered the moment he was hit by Liu Zijin's fist.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Moyan suddenly stood up in the balcony room where the disciples of Guangling Pavilion were, and said in surprise:

"Is this boxing technique Liu Zijin is practicing a top-notch martial arts technique, Jianshanquan?!"

But when Zhang Moyan finished speaking.

As another ringing ringing sound, a goddess appeared in front of Zhou Zaidao out of thin air and pressed his forehead.

"boom!……"

The next moment, accompanied by an extremely strong aura fluctuation, a huge golden bell shadow enveloped Zhou Zaidao.

Liu Zijin hit him with his fist again, and was knocked away by the sound of the golden bell.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun and others in the wing exclaimed in unison:

"The Immortal touches the top!"

That's right, just this week Zaidao shook the bell desperately. In addition to summoning the body-protecting golden light, the main purpose was to perform the Immortal Care on the Top.

After a brief moment of surprise, the little princess Chu Tiancheng said with some confusion:

"Isn't the Immortal's Care on the Top used to temporarily improve a monk's cultivation? How could Zhou Zai Dao directly use the Immortal's Care on the Top to cast spells?"

Mu Yun, who was staring at Jianping below, explained to Chu Tiancheng without looking back:

"The Immortal Caressing on the Head in the Eight Views Dao Palace is the source method inherited from the Spiritual Bone Monument. It is very different from the ordinary Immortal Caressing on the Head technique and has many mysterious uses."

"For example, Zhou Zaidao used the power of the immortal's caress on his head to directly use magic and magical powers. This is one of the most wonderful uses."

Hearing this, Chu Tiancheng nodded with a sudden look on his face, then frowned and said:

"No wonder Zhou Zaidao's attainments in the art of celestial caressing the top of the head are said to be higher than that of Na Luo Cheng."

"It seems like it won't be that easy for Miss Zijin to win this competition."

After seeing Liu Zijin's overwhelming suppression of Zhou Zaidao, she was filled with joy and thought that Liu Zijin could eliminate a powerful enemy for Xu Taiping.

But now it seems that it may not be as simple as she imagined.

"Bang!..."

As the two were talking, Liu Zijin punched the phantom of the golden bell again.

But unfortunately, this punch not only failed to break the phantom of the golden bell, but also was shocked by the recoil of the golden bell and took a few steps back.

But even so, Liu Zijin still did not let go of his fist, and punched the phantom of the golden bell again with a "bang".

Seeing this, Mu Yun shook his head and said:

"This Golden Bell Technique is a top-grade immortal technique performed by Zhou Zaidao with the power of the immortal's touch on the top of the head. It is difficult to break it with the power of a warrior alone."

Zhang Moyan on the side raised the corner of his mouth and said:

"That's not necessarily true."

"Why?" Mu Yun looked at Zhang Moyan with a puzzled look.

Zhang Moyan explained without even turning his head:

"Because the boxing technique Liu Zijin used is Jianshan Fist, and this Jianshan Fist has a fist meaning..."

"Bang!——"

Before Zhang Moyan finished speaking, Liu Zijin's fist hit the golden bell shadow again.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

What shocked Mu Yun and others was that Liu Zijin's punch actually created countless cracks in the golden bell shadow.

"Pah!..."

In just a moment, the golden bell shadow covered with cracks shattered in the shocked eyes of Mu Yun and others.

Zhang Moyan, who had already expected this scene, crossed his arms and said with a smile:

"This Jianshan Fist has a true meaning of boxing, called "No more than three punches". As the name suggests, no matter what kind of magic or supernatural power you face, three punches will break it!"