In front of everyone, Fu Jingtao could not show off all his trump cards, such as the Fist of Destruction, Xuanyuan Divine Sword, etc. You should know that the Thousand Miscellaneous Palms of the Angry Sea are one of Xuanyuan's magical skills. In terms of the exquisite moves, it is not as weak as the Flying Dragon Transformation.

The technique of superposition of thunder claws and palm power is especially suitable for fighting against the strong with weak.

In this fight, in order to avoid exposing too much privacy, he devoted himself to using his palm technique to fight. Many details ignored in the past are clearly presented. The connection between moves and body techniques, and the coordination of footwork becomes more and more mature, just like a piece of stubborn iron, being stolen by a blacksmith

Repeatedly ravage and beat, wash away impurities, and gradually take shape.

From another perspective, he would like to thank Murong Buqi for his extreme oppression and let himself further understand the essence of palm technique.

Murong Buqi doesn't know the mind reading technique, so he naturally doesn't know what his opponent thinks, otherwise he will probably vomit blood. He thought he could win easily, but he didn't expect that this kid was a stone in the pit - it was smelly and hard! Fu Jingtao was clearly

I was in a mess and seemed to fall down with the next move, but I couldn't suppress it anyway. The strength of the counterattack was gradually increasing.

He aroused the inner anger, his muscles and muscles vibrated at the same time. When his right claw fell halfway, he clenched into his fist, and blew heavily into Fu Jingtao's palm. The change of this move was very sudden, and nine were condensed on his fist.

The power of success is the force of falling down, and it is easy to imagine how powerful it is.

If you don’t die when you hit a snake, you will suffer. You must kill this kid as soon as possible!

Fu Jingtao was shocked to realize that something was wrong and he was too late to change his moves. His palms numbed out, and the remaining energy was transmitted to the soles of his feet. He immediately stepped through the wooden platform, and his whole body fell from the hole, just avoiding the killing moves that followed.

Boom! Murong Buqi's left fist unexpectedly fell, and another conspicuous hole appeared on the wooden platform. He also reacted very quickly, and raised his foot and kicked Fu Jingtao's face, who had half his body exposed.

While Fu Jingtao leaned back, his right palm slapped under a broken wooden board. The sword intent erupted, and the whole wooden board burst into pieces. Countless wooden chips shot rapidly upwards. He changed his mind.

, simulated Gao Zhenghuan's method of using water to control the sword, which was extremely hidden. When he took action, he thought about the supreme sword intent of the Grand Master. His thoughts were everywhere, and a mysterious and unpredictable aura merged into the wood chips and strips, urging them to shoot in a swarm.

Towards the opponent.

Murong Buqi was shocked. At such a close distance, thousands of "wooden swords" shot, even if he practiced the body-protecting hard skills, he could not stop them! Moreover, the angles of these small wooden swords were extremely vicious.

If there is any omission, he may become a eunuch in his life. He stepped on the wooden board without hesitation and fell to the ground, his arms dancing like wheels, protecting his upper body.

Puff puff puff! Hundreds of tiny wooden swords suddenly shot into the target.

Even if Murong doesn't use his strength to protect himself in advance, how can these small wooden swords containing sharp sword intent be underestimated? His arms and skin sting like needles, and hundreds of tiny wounds were added instantly, and blood beads were drilled.

Come out and splashes in the air with the action.

Fu Jingtao was secretly shocked. Murong Buqi resisted the sword intent of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword with his physical body alone. Is it still considered a human? If someone else had been killed, he would at least be seriously injured after being hit.

Murong Buqi has barely avoided the misfortune of being penetrated by a hundred swords, and a cold sweat broke out from behind. He has been smooth sailing since his debut, sweeping across Yanyun, Liaodong. How could he have encountered such danger? If the Murong family has lost their sons and grandsons and has no success, he will find him.

Who will cry? A burst of shyness and anger rushed to the forehead. If you don’t break this ungrateful guy’s neck today, you will never give up!

He slapped his palms on his body, and his momentum suddenly soared, and a faint green light shot out from his eyes, muscles bounced and swollen, and a faint black air appeared on his arms, as if a terrible monster in his body woke up.

The original art of turning dragons into a hundred beasts by Lingbo Pavilion!

This is a forbidden technique that strengthens the body and breaks through the limit of power. It combines the characteristics of shamanism and Middle Earth martial arts. It uses the blood sacrifice technique to seal the essence of the beast on the human body. Once it is unblocked, it can greatly fight for the host.

Power. However, if there is a slight deviation in the ban process, the host will either explode and die, or become an orc, even in Lingbo Pavilion, few disciples dare to try to practice. Because this technique is too bloody and domineering, it has been in the Jianghu

It caused a huge storm.

According to the rules of Lingbo Pavilion, you must not show the technique of turning dragons in a time of life and death. But this time Murong Buqi has made a sacrifice and would rather reveal his biggest secret than kill Fu Jingtao!

Murong Buqi clenched his fists with his weak fists, and the strong wind blew, feeling the unparalleled power. A pleasure of controlling the birth and death of all things permeated his body and mind. He laughed wildly: "Fu Jingtao, today next year is your worship day!"

He took a step forward and punched forward with a straight punch. As soon as the fist came out, the invisible air shock waves surged wildly, and violent and cold murderous aura filled the surroundings.

One punch determines life and death, and one move destroys powerful enemies!

This is the strongest punch he has ever used in his life, destroying and full of invincible confidence.

The evil spirit rushes to the face, and Fu Jingtao's chest is like being pressed by a thousand kilogram of huge rocks, and he can hardly breathe. He is locked by the intention of fist, and he has no way to retreat, and he has no way to avoid it. Only the qi and blood ignites, and the maximum power of his palms explodes.

Come on.

The palm power surged, and layers of internal strength stacked like huge waves, hitting the domineering and terrifying fist with a bang.

The next moment, Fu Jingtao was killed by thunder, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and ejected backwards like a human-shaped stone bullet. His back hit the edge of the hole, and the wooden boards flew, plowing the wooden platform.

A huge gap of more than three feet long.

Really strong!

Fu Jingtao felt numbness in his palms and his meridians were painful, and he couldn't help but sigh that the gap in cultivation was really a flaw. Fortunately, he was also proficient in boxing, avoiding the strongest point of boxing, and taking advantage of the opportunity to retreat to transfer some external forces.

Go out, otherwise you will have lost your combat power and be slaughtered. The situation is obvious now. Even if you use Qi and Blood Technique, you can't resist the crazy Murong Buqi. What should you do? Do you take the initiative to admit defeat? Or use the long sword with a thick face? As for the demonization

I can't even think about a road.

Murong Buqi roared like a beast: "Come on your life!" He chased after him and punched Fu Jingtao again, and the fist was howling, and the force was as powerful as a thousand pounds.

Fu Jingtao took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and raised his palm before blocking it.

Bang! Crazy!

Fist fell, Fu Jingtao flew back again, crashed straight through the edge of the wooden platform, and flew into the open space with countless wood chips. His new clothes were scratched by sharp wooden strips, and he looked so embarrassed.

How embarrassed.

"Ah!" The heroes watching the game exclaimed in dismay, and Li Jiheng's eyes lit up shamefully.

"Haha, you are no match for me after all!" Murong Buqi rushed out in awe of arrogant and harsh laughter. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was grim, as if a tyrannosaurus who chose to eat people was shocked every step he took

The ground jumped slightly.
Chapter completed!