The God of Sky & Earth

"Seven injured fists, handsome character attribute initial martial arts, close attack martial arts, attack power overbearing strong, strong momentum, there are seven different strengths in a punch, or just fierce, or feminine, or just in There are soft, soft, soft, or straight, or straight, or retracted, the enemy can not resist the power from this source, it will be deeply affected by internal injuries, cultivation to Dacheng, contains dark forces, can directly shatter The opponent's heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidneys and other internal organs! "

Su Yi meditation, these seven wounded fists do not know where the black door of the small door master came from, it seems that it has not been cultivated, perhaps this seems to be related to the cultivation conditions of the seven-injury boxing.

From the perspective of cultivation materials, if the internal injury is not enough, it will not be practiced. Otherwise, it will make people mad and not self-control.

Su Yi tried it and found that she was able to cultivate, but it seemed that Wei was not as good as human beings.

" Practice makes perfect! "

Su Yi muttered to himself, before the trunk, began to double-close, only a silence around, and the roar of the wild animals that came from the depths of the forest.

At a certain moment, Su Yi's micro-closed double-opened, the handprints condensed, the fists clenched, and it was covered with light black energy, and then the punches were crossed.

" seven wounds! "

"砰! "

Su Yi practicing boxing, practice makes perfect, hopes to be fully trained to Dacheng as soon as possible, and what he lacks most is strength.

In the next few days, Su Yi shuttled through the forest of the demon, while practicing the seven-injury box and the red-inflamed palm.

Every time I practiced to the point of collapse, I stopped, and then I found a place to enter the mysterious space to adjust and recover.

After exhausting the extreme, in a state of extreme exhaustion, Su Yi can clearly see that the extremely tired muscles and muscles in his body will absorb energy recovery in the first time.

This feeling makes Su Yi seem to have a feeling that the muscles and cells of the muscles are slowly strengthening and moving forward and strengthening in a process of transformation.

After so few days, Su Yi began to feel a sense of confidence.

With the cultivation of the Sixth Yuan’s soul at the moment, and the cultivation of the seven wounded fists and the red Yanzhang, now if you face the little doorkeeper of the black door again, you will never make another mistake.

Cliffs, peaks.

" No matter who you are, you can’t escape today! "

The screaming voice rang through the clouds, and dozens of strong figures stood in a circular lineup, trapping a thin old man on the mountain.

If Su Yi is at the moment, he will be able to recognize it at a glance. This thin old man is the old man who had been in the mine for the first time.

It’s just that this little old man is pale at the moment, and it seems that his situation is not optimistic.

Looking at dozens of figures around, especially the figures before the front, the skinny old man is very dignified.

Those few people are a few yuan virtual cultivators, especially when they are the first Pentecostal red-haired Pentecostal, the breath of the body is to the point of the fast-yuan emperor.

Looking at the black slamming door actually sent such a large lineup, these days, the black slam door blocked the entire wild demon forest, it seems that a pair of endless appearance, the thin old man is also very speechless.

The last time he wanted to rob the black stone, he did not expect that the black slam door was ready for the perfection. He did not succeed, and he would not let the black slam door endlessly die.

Actually, even the elders of the Black Skull are coming, and there are also a few of the black shackles that have been repaired by the Yuan dynasty. This is very unreasonable.

It was not until later that the little old man heard the news that the little doorkeeper of the black slam door was killed and seemed to be related to the miners in the mine.

His appearance, let the people of the Black Gate believe that he and the kid who killed the black door of the door are together, it is no wonder that the black door will not end.

It is said that the owner of the black slam door is old, and he is still an only child. I can imagine the mood of the black scorpion doorkeeper.

Looking at the lineup of black slams around the door, the skinny old man licked his lips and bite his lips. His face was dignified and he did not explain anything. He was afraid that it would be useless to explain it. He couldn’t let himself go.

"take it! "

The robe red-haired old man waved down and his eyes filled with cold. He was the big elder of the Black Skull Gate. He mentioned the red devil, and the whole demon forest did not know.

"Boom! "

As the voices of the old-fashioned ghosts fell, the five yuan-deficient powers stepped on the air, and the momentum rose sharply. The various attributes of the hustle and bustle surged, forming a shocking spread of the peaks, and the storms of the atmosphere enveloped the whole Void.

Five yuan virtual cultivators took the shot,

The five yuan virtual cultivators took the shot and formed a circular offensive, trapping the thin old man.

" shot! "

The loud screams resounded, and the strength of the five men suddenly rushed out of the body, and the vitality of each color was like a substantial light.

Tightly for a moment, the five offensives went from five directions to cover the thin old man.

" booming! "

When the five offensives plunged, the thin old man's handprints condensed, and the fire attribute was in turmoil. In an arrogant state, the two offensives in front of him were forcibly shaken open.

"蹬蹬"

Although the offensive of the five people was overshadowed, the body of the skinny old man also shook back and his face became more dignified.

"Block around, I am coming! "

The red-eyed old ghost looked at the thin and old man who was eager to retreat. He sneered in a cold voice, his body was rising, and his vitality was soaring. In a moment, his figure appeared on the side of the thin old man.

Hey

In the wide robe red-haired old man's wide robe, the thin palm of his hand came out, and the gripper was like a ghost claw. He flashed with vitality, showing that he was going to tear the air, making a smashing wind, and grabbing the neck of the former.

Such a shot is lightning fast, so violent.

The skinny old man's face is dignified to the extreme, the ghost-like paw print in the eyes, accompanied by the singularity of ‘呜呜’ is rapidly expanding, scratching the void.

In this embarrassment, the skinny old man looks gritted and his handprints quietly condensed. It seems that he used some secret methods. His face was pale and gray, but his momentum was instantly rising to a new level.

boom!

A terrible momentum broke out, and the skinny old man was around, and suddenly the breath was like a storm.

" Come on! "

The skinny old man sipped, and the storm-like momentum was stagnation, and then his hands were combined, turning into a full dozens of huge energy palm prints spread out from his hands, and then cut through the sky at a horrible speed. Directly collided on the paw print of the former.

The energy palm prints and the paw prints were all cut through the void, and after dozens of gaze and shocks in the surrounding eyes, they suddenly collided together and burst into bursts.

"砰砰砰"

One palm and one claw, slamming against each other, this stunned sound of sounding the mountain peaks, surrounded by landslides

It was another night, in the mysterious space, Su Yi stagnated and tempered, and his face was ruddy, feeling the feeling of a new look from the inside out, if he was full of endless vitality at the moment.