Chen Yu felt that he was in good shape.

While maintaining high-speed movement, his own attacks are not random punches.

Instead, every punch comes with martial arts moves.

Go up the mountain and fall into the tiger.

Dragon crossing the sea.

Arhat worships Buddha.

……

Under the attack after attack, the momentum kept rising, the blood qi lingered, and gradually, Chen Yu felt that he seemed to have turned into a blood arhat.

Fist psychic.

Chen Yu’s Luohan Fist has already reached such a realm.

Each punch is several times more powerful than ordinary Luohan Fist.

More importantly, it can trigger the general trend of heaven and earth.

At this moment, after the successive fist moves were used, the surrounding air exploded, and one after another qi and blood evolved into a Buddha phantom.

Just righteous, righteous, fist-opening…

The true meaning of boxing.

Every martial art is practiced to the extreme.

The sword has sword intent.

Fist has fist intent.

A martial arts discipline, initially heavy form.

Sword moves, knife techniques, fist techniques, leg techniques.

And then the momentum.

The sword can be sharp and light…

The fist can be as thick as a mountain, as fast as the wind…

Then there’s the meaning.

It means artistic conception.

Everyone’s understanding of a martial art is different.

At this moment, Chen Yu experienced for the first time what a real Luohan Fist was.

Before, the boxing method was divine, and what transformed was the comprehension of the move.

The same punch can be more agile, easier to use, and the punch is more profound.

The same power can exert greater power.

But at this moment, under the intention of the fist, there is an additional “broken” breath.

Break everything.

Punch out, nothing to stop.

With this fist intent continues to increase.

The Luohan phantom of blood qi condensation, under a punch, there was a gray-white air current, which surged out with the fist.

This gray-white air flow is different from internal force and blood qi, but a higher level of power.

“Stepping on the Seven Stars”

Between the twists of the figure, another punch was thrown.

Moment.

In the lake, a wave tens of meters high set off waves.

Behind Chen Yu, the blood-colored arhat completely coincided with his body, and with the blood qi as the guide, he threw a punch.

Between heaven and earth, a whirlpool burst out of the fist force.

Gray-white air currents swept through.

Combination of skill and artistic conception.

Just one punch, the demonic qi in front of him was instantly broken by as many as eight or nine percent.

Originally, Zhu Yuyan, who was surrounded by demonic qi, looked terrified at this moment.

The demonic energy was already so weak that she was enough to see Chen Yu’s existence.

She muttered: “Impossible, how could it be?!” ”

“Last night, he wasn’t so strong!”

Zhu Yuyan was really a little afraid.

At this time, Chen Yu’s figure seemed to be static.

In his mind, he was recalling the feeling just now.

Under the attack of punch after punch, he seemed to comprehend the artistic conception of his own Luohan Fist.

At the moment, it is consolidating and wants to keep this artistic conception.

Zhu Yuyan was frightened, but at this time, she found that Chen Yu in front of her suddenly stopped moving.

Immediately, his heart moved slightly.

However, when he is about to make a move, it belongs to the perception of innate perfection.

Her keen perception of heaven and earth made her dare not make a move.

But this is an opportunity that she cannot miss.

Immediately shouted: “Don’t do it now, when will you stay?!” ”

These words were called to the rest of the Innate Late Demon Gate powerhouses.

Under Zhu Yuyan’s call, several Demon Gate powerhouses who had already left the lake battlefield undoubtedly had him.

Immediately, it is also treading water.

“Die!”

Several Demon Gate powerhouses only thought that Chen Yu was breathing unsteadily after a succession of attacks.

Therefore, he intends to take advantage of his illness and kill him.

However.

Right at this time.

Chen Yu’s eyes lit up slightly.

“Broken?”

“Sabotage!”

“An attitude, an idea, to move forward, to smash everything, to destroy everything?”

In an instant, Chen Yu’s eyes looked at a demon gate expert who was still tens of meters away from him, and his heart moved.

“I want to break him with one punch, break him!”

His mind was firm, and in front of him, the master of the Demon Gate seemed to have turned into a chicken and a dog, and he was extremely fragile.

With one punch, I can break through this piece of rubble.

The will is extremely firm, and the momentum of the body rises.

That’s it.

Chen Yu threw a punch in the air.

The next moment.

The gray-white air flow from before emerged again.

It’s just a wisp, mixed with the power of qi and blood.

Tens of meters apart in the air, a punch, qi and blood penetrate the body, this is equivalent to the innate great consummation of the strong, volley punch, gather internal strength.

Although the power is not small.

But the distance of tens of meters, it stands to reason that the power is reduced by at least ninety percent.

That Demon Gate expert also thought so.

However.

When this punch suddenly broke through the air.

When he slapped his hand back.

A miserable howl of pain resounded throughout the heavens and the earth.

This demon gate expert found that the moment his arm came into contact with the bright red fist shadow that qi and blood turned into, the entire inch was broken, and the meridians, muscles, and bones were shattering.

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