Mortal Bones

"boom!"

The shadow of the fist fell.

The lake is divided into two parts.

Su Chan's figure was then exposed under the golden fist shadow.

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening collision, the huge golden fist punched Su Chan's body to the bottom of the lake more than a hundred feet deep.

The overwhelming power of the second-turn body-tempering method, coupled with the terrifying and terrifying fists of the Extreme Furious Thunder Style, caused Xu Taiping's punch to hit Su Chan to explode with extremely terrifying force.

"Boom!"

Even in the stands dozens of miles away, a group of monks watching the battle could hear and clearly feel the huge sounds and tremors coming from dozens of miles away.

The Guangling Pavilion disciples were on the balcony of the wing.

Seeing this scene, Mu Zhixing, the master of Guangling Pavilion, grasped the railing tightly and almost inserted his fingers into the railing.

When he saw the phantom watching the battle above Jianping, the shadow of Xu Taiping's furious thunder fist once again hit Su Chan, who was trying to resist with Wuji's helpless power, and then he spoke with a tone full of envy:

"It is more than ten times more difficult to cultivate the ultimate martial art than to cultivate the ultimate martial art."

"Not only does it require a martial arts body that has been cultivated to the extreme, but it also requires a martial arts technique that has been cultivated to the extreme. Both are indispensable."

"But this Xu Taiping not only cultivated the ultimate martial art, but also cultivated two sets of them."

"Among the martial arts techniques, it is the most domineering boxing technique and the most lethal sword technique!"

"But even these two martial arts extreme techniques are not worth mentioning compared to the hidden technique in Su Chan's black mirror that he just broke!"

When he said this, Mu Zhixing seemed to feel that he had lost his composure. After calmly taking a deep breath and calming down, he continued:

"It's Qingxuan's luck and Zhenwu's luck to have this son!"

Although he was a little reluctant, he finally said the last sentence - "If you win today, given time, it may become the blessing of the Supreme Being."

Monk Xuanzhi, who had been silent on the side, also spoke at this time:

"If he was able to cultivate the Ancestral Holy Fist and Demon-Slaying Way to the ultimate level of martial arts, Xu Taiping relied on hard training."

"That move just now, with the knife hidden in the fist, cannot be done unless one has great understanding."

"Brother Taiping, at such a young age, he already has his own opinions on martial arts. Given time, he may be able to form his own sect and carve out a martial arts path that is unique to him."

Zhang Moyan nodded and said:

"The most wonderful thing about Brother Taiping's method of hiding a knife in his fist is the hidden word."

"It's like playing rock-paper-scissors with your opponent. Your opponent guesses wrongly whether he is holding a fist or a knife. In the same realm, he will either die or be injured."

"Even a monk who is one level above him may not be able to escape unscathed."

Hearing what Zhang Moyan said, Chu Tiancheng, Dongfang Yueyu and other monks who didn't know much about martial arts also had looks of horror on their faces.

It was difficult for them to imagine how they could take on an extremely powerful fist move or sword move without any preparation.

Dongfang Yueyu murmured with a pale face:

"What's the difference between this and standing motionless and letting the other party stab the knife into your body?"

At this moment, a Taotie phantom transformed by Su Chan's Wuji's helpless power suddenly broke through the lake water with a "boom" and collided with Xu Taiping's fist.

Obviously, this Su Chan knew that Xu Taiping's Furious Thunder Style would explode with extremely powerful fist power after accumulating enough fist power, so he planned to use his profound infinite power to defeat him in advance when the fist power was at its peak. Furious thunder fist.

"bass!"

However, at the moment when Taotie was about to swallow the golden fist shadow, the golden fist shadow suddenly turned into a sword light again.

"Know!……"

In the sound of a knife that sounded like the chirping of cicadas, the gluttonous head that Su Chan had transformed into with infinite power was cut open with a knife.

"boom!"

In the ear-splitting explosion, the Taotie's remains suddenly exploded into a ball of black mist.

Su Chan's figure was revealed in the center of the black mist.

And almost the moment the knife shadow fell, the golden fist shadow transformed from the Raging Thunder Style was handed over.

"boom!"

Without giving Su Chan any chance to breathe, the golden fist shadow mixed with thunderous brilliance hit him hard again.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

One punch was delivered, followed by hundreds of punches.

In just a short moment, Xu Taiping's Furious Thunder Style had already punched Su Chan nearly 1,700 times.

The thunderous fist style also gradually climbed to the peak of the first level.

This time, even the watching monks who did not know much about the Ancestral Saint Fist could see that after accumulating enough punch power, Xu Taiping's boxing power would directly reach a higher level.

"boom!"

As Xu Taiping punched down again, Su Chan, who once again tried to break away from Xu Taiping's fist, was knocked into the bottom of the lake again.

At this time, there were only one last punch left among the 1,800 punches away from the first stage of the Furious Thunder Style.

At this moment, Xu Taiping was heard pumping his fist and shouting:

"Su Chan, your ultimate is out of reach, but my ultimate is in your hands right now, let's see how you can do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Taiping punched out.

"boom!"

Amidst the huge earthquake, the power of the 1,800 fists of the Extreme Furious Thunder Style were all concentrated in Xu Taiping's fist.

Su Chan had obviously sensed the terrifying power of this punch. As early as Xu Taiping swung his fist, a black lotus once again appeared in the chaos in his palm.

Then, a huge black tower emerged from the black lotus, completely covering it.

After feeling the innate aura emanating from the black tower, Mu Zhixing immediately said in surprise:

"Another ancient innate treasure?"

But soon, an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly woke up and said: "I understand, like the previous Haotian Mirror, this innate magic weapon was also transformed by Su Chan through the power of Wuji."

"Otherwise, even if Su Chan really possesses the Heavenly Dao Dharma of the Sword Leader List, she won't be able to use it!"

But after seeing this clearly, the look on Mu Zhixing's face became more solemn.

In his opinion, Su Chan's infinite power could even steal the power of ancient artifacts like the Haotian Mirror, and there might even be a more powerful power hidden there.

"boom!"

Before Mu Zhixing had time to think about it, he was interrupted by the sound of an air explosion coming from the phantom watching the battle above Jianping.

Immediately, amidst the exclamations of the monks watching the battle, Xu Taiping was seen in the phantom watching the battle, carrying the power of 1,800 punches and the power of the second-level overlord of Qi and Blood Tempering Body. His punch had already hit the black giant tower heavily.

The ultimate method, the first level of wrathful thunder, Dzogchen!