Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Five Animal Health Boxing

The magic shadow strode towards Hong Zhenxiang, he laughed out loud, the black mist surging on the body surface, exuding a heart-wrenching atmosphere.

In the next second, Hong Zhenxiang disappeared without warning, and his right fist suddenly burst out like a wrathful look of King Kong, as if raging flames were rising!

"Peng!"

This fist slammed into the ghost's head, and the ghost's head was violently twisted, deformed, and exploded.

But in the next instant, an invisible force seemed to turn back time, and the shattered head quickly recovered!

"King Kong Ming Wang Fist!"

A fist smashed the ghost's head, Hong Zhenxiang smashed his left fists one after another, his fists rubbed against the air, and a dazzling flame rose.

It's not the first time that Hong Zhenxiang has fought with demons. He knows that demons have immortality. To kill demons, they need to continue to inflict heavy wounds on them, exhaust their power, and then die completely!

"boom!"

But this punch did not fall on the body of the ghost, the ghost punched out brazenly, the demon power of this fist boiled, and the black demon fire was entangled, and the move was exactly the same as that of Hong Zhenxiang!

"Boom!"

The two fists collided, and the two arrogant forces slammed against each other. The nearby ground was violently smashed, as if it was smashed by a [-]-pound hammer, and it sank down more than half a foot deep. Since then, it has been torn to shreds.

"This bastard... can imitate other people's martial arts!"

Hong Zhenxiang's eyes were full of fire. He knew the details of the magic shadow, and he could simulate other people's martial arts with hex, and the power could be exactly the same, but he just knew, but he had no clue how to deal with it.

"kill!"

Hong Zhenxiang roared loudly, a pair of iron fists were like the anger of King Ming, the karmic fire rose, and the phantom was bombarded frantically.

The black demonic power on the ghost's body squirmed, simulating Hong Zhenxiang's moves, with a pair of fists entwined with demonic fire, not afraid at all, and fought head-to-head with Hong Zhenxiang.

"Boom boom boom!"

In just a few breaths, the two collided more than a dozen times in a row. Every time they collided, it was like a collision between two giant beasts.

"This... This monster can imitate other people's martial arts? Zhen Xiang is against him, it is like against another self, no matter how he moves, at most it can only be a tie!"

Pei Yang looked at the warring parties from a distance, and he was undoubtedly shocked and anxious in his heart.

He can also see the horror of the ghost, and can perfectly imitate other people's martial arts moves!

"The magic potential of the ghost is really great, and it can make oneself on the same level as the enemy, and then use the advantage of his immortal body to win the battle, and wait for the ghost's transformation of mind and magic to become successful, even if In the face of innate warriors, you can also defeat them!"

The man in red, Hongyin, looked at both sides of the war. He had no intention of making a move, but with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was quite optimistic about the potential of the ghost.

"It's going on like this... The outcome is unpredictable, but even if I try my best to defeat this ghost, and that red sound is still there..."

Hong Zhenxiang and the shadow war were indistinguishable, and his heart was equally heavy.

Just a ghost that can imitate other people's martial arts is already a difficult existence, not to mention that there is a red voice who is never under the ghost watching!

"Nobody can beat me...nobody!"

There is blood in the shadow's eyes, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he who can perfectly imitate other people's martial arts moves will never be defeated, this is his unique magic!

One is Hong Zhenxiang, the first master of Dafeng City, and the other is a demon warrior who has integrated the demon crystal core. The battle between the two sides caused the nearby trees to be broken like straw, and it was indistinguishable. It can be seen that the longer the delay, the more detrimental it is to Hong Zhenxiang.

With the same combat power, it is impossible for a human warrior to defeat an immortal demon!

"Crack!"

Whether it was Hong Zhenxiang or Pei Yang, their hearts were anxious and heavy, but at this moment, a thunderous sound exploded.

The sound is fast, and the arrow is faster!

When the sound reached everyone's ears, a meteor-like arrow was lost, carrying the momentum of wind and thunder across a long distance, and roared on the chest of the ghost.

"Boom!"

The arrow made of star-patterned gold, carrying the knife gang, exploded with a deafening sound, and the whole body of the ghost was like being hit by a cannon, and its body flew backwards, and a hole the size of a washbasin was blown out in the chest, and it fell heavily. on the ground!

"Ok?"

This sudden change made everyone present stunned.

"Brother Su?"

This amazing archery made Hong Zhenxiang immediately understand who was coming, and he was a little surprised!

"Commander Hong, there are demons to be hunted. It's a little boring not to call me for such a good thing! Do you want to swallow all the demons' crystal cores?"

Not far away, a voice sounded. Su Changkong, holding a star-patterned golden bow, walked out slowly. He looked at Hong Zhenxiang and said with a smile.

"This..." Hong Zhenxiang's mood was a little complicated. He knew that this battle would be very dangerous, so he didn't plan to implicate Su Changkong, but Su Changkong got the news out of nowhere and came directly?

The last time they fought, Su Changkong must have known how dangerous it would be to face two demons, but he still came, which moved Hong Zhenxiang, knowing that he was not wrong!

"Su Tai is here, it's Su Tai! He's actually here?" And Pei Yang's eyes lit up. In Dafeng City, only two people knew about the existence of this unfathomable mysterious master Su Changkong, one was him, One is Hong Zhenxiang.

For Su Changkong, Pei Yang paid a lot to train him and meet his needs.

"Adding a Su Tailai...can it change the situation?" Pei Yang couldn't help worrying that no matter how strong Su Changkong was, he would never be stronger than Hong Zhenxiang. With him, there was still an unfathomable red sound!

Hong Zhenxiang was moved, but he knew that now was not the time to say more, he immediately said, "Brother Su, you will deal with this ghost, and I will deal with Hongyin!"

Now that there is a Su Changkong, it can really solve the urgent need, let Su Changkong hold the ghost, use all his strength to solve the red sound, and then join forces with Su Changkong to deal with the ghost, this is the chance of victory.

"Okay." Su Changkong answered briefly.

"You are looking for death...you are looking for death!"

The phantom climbed up from the ground, the hole in his chest had healed quickly and was intact, but at this time he was furious, his eyes flashed with dazzling blood, his killing intent was boiling, and his voice was hoarse and filial.

For Su Changkong who intervened in attacking him, the ghost was undoubtedly furious. With an arrow from Su Changkong, the ghost also recognized that the other party was the man in silver armor who had fought against him.

Mo Ying didn't take Su Changkong to heart at all, and if he was weaker than himself, he couldn't be stronger than himself, but how dare this stubborn ant dare to appear in front of him?

"Interesting, then move your muscles and bones, Lord Pei, stay away."

A monstrous man dressed in red, with a red voice, drew a curve at the corner of his mouth, stood up from the rock, and came an ant?Then let the magic shadow deal with him!

Pei Yang gritted his teeth and stepped back, knowing that the other party was fearless, and that he didn't plan to kill him just because he was afraid of his identity.

"Boom!"

As Hongyin got up, the half-person-high rock under his feet trembled and turned into powder, and a terrifying demonic energy rose from Hongyin's body, causing his black hair to dance and his eyes to melt. For the red vertical boy!

"Strong...very strong!" Hong Zhenxiang's eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, the red sound was only stronger than the ghost, and it was not weaker than that of the ghost, and it was a real rival, but now, there is only one battle with all his strength!

"boom!"

The blood in Hong Zhenxiang's body was like a volcanic eruption. A huge oven was suspended above his head, and the fiery flame was boiling. It was blood refining to the extreme!

The battle between the two powerhouses is about to break out in this black swamp forest!

"stop!"

On the other side, the ghost shadow abandoned Hong Zhenxiang, and he rushed towards Su Changkong's place, while holding both hands, the black demonic energy condensed into a big bow in his hand, and the bow and arrows were pitch black. The arrow formed by the demonic qi burst out, it was the wind and thunder archery!

The shadow easily imitated Su Changkong's wind and thunder archery and returned fire.

"Human Race! I want you to understand the insignificance of your ant!" The shadow made a frantic roar of filial piety.

Take a break!

Without any hesitation, Su Changkong bent the bow and set up the arrows, and the arrows passed between his palms and fingers. Under the push of the bowstring, the wind and thunder continued, and the arrows lost the momentum of wind and thunder, passing by like a meteor.

"Boom boom boom!"

In an instant, the arrows swelled in the air, bursting with thunderous roars, accompanied by a shattering wind, sweeping in all directions, tearing the surrounding trees to pieces.

Not equal!

"You can't deal with him with arrows."

As Su Changkong expected, he put away the star-patterned bow and carried it on his back. Looking at the rapidly approaching and menacing ghost, Su Changkong's eyes flashed with a cold look.

"laugh!"

Su Changkong placed his palm on the iron slasher at his waist, and stepped out in one step. The iron slasher broke free from the scabbard, carrying a silver cold light, and slashed towards the ghost's neck. He did not use the knife. Gang, just a simple knife.

"puff!"

The ghost didn't dodge, the knife easily cut through the ghost's neck, causing the ghost's head to fly up, but less than half a foot high, the silk thread condensed by the magic power dragged his head. Rebonded to the neck, unscathed.

"Reincarnation Paradise"

Ghost Shadow took Su Changkong's knife just to imitate his moves. Ghost Shadow's sorcery was also limited, and he had to shoot first from the opposite side before he could imitate it.

The magic art was activated, and the ghost image instantly simulated Su Changkong's iron-cutting sword technique. The demonic energy around his waist condensed and turned into the same pitch-black long sword, which he held on the handle of the sword.

"I want to make you...desperate!" The face shrouded in the shadow of the ghost is full of hideousness. What he likes most is seeing the enemy use all his strength, only to find that no matter what kind of move he uses, he can easily imitate it, and finally Desperate to die at his hands!

"laugh!"

The phantom slashed out with one blade, and this blade was exactly the same as Su Changkong's moves. Whether it was strength or speed, it was the same as him, just like Su Changkong's mirror image.

In the face of this knife from the ghost, Su Changkong's face was calm, a gust of wind blew, he grasped the hilt of the knife, and cut out the knife seemingly at random, facing the attack of the ghost!

But this knife is cut out, but there is a general trend, and there is an irresistible feeling!

"laugh!"

The two long knives collided and were almost destroyed. The long knife condensed by the demonic energy in the ghost's hand broke in an instant, and the knife was inexhaustible, as if it had cut a thin layer of paper and swept away from the ghost's chest. , cut him apart.

"how can that be?"

At this moment, the ghost is a little dazed, feeling the pain of being cut open, unbelievable!

Chapter 140 The Second Spirit Qi Enters the Body!Three flowers gathered!

He clearly imitated the swordsmanship of this human race with sorcery. The speed and strength should be similar to the opponent's.

"Sure enough... his imitation is difficult to imitate my sword posture!"

With an easy knife, the shadow was cut into two pieces, and Su Changkong knew that, as he expected, the magic of the shadow can imitate the ability of the body, but this sword force belongs to the spiritual and realm level. Shadows cannot be imitated!

Slash!

Su Changkong slashed out with one slash, followed by the second slash, the slash from the bottom up, this slash was still very calm, without using the sword gang, not even the true qi, it was just a simple slash, but it had a stance of the sword. .

In just an instant, the body that was torn apart by the shadow was healed quickly. Facing Su Changkong's knife, he seemed to be a mirror image, using the same knife technique, but it fell from top to bottom, pressing down on Su Changkong. Chopping iron knife!

"laugh!"