In the wind and snow, Christina only felt countless eyes looking at her, and a tragic feeling of destruction of the country and the family was coming.

"This is..." Christina was shocked: "Fist intention?"

At this moment, a figure slowly walked in the wind and snow. The wind and snow all over the sky seemed to be dancing for him. As soon as he appeared, it seemed to become the center of the entire world.

"Zhou Bai, you always say that weeping and demons live in peace, but in the end, what you are doing is neither a monster nor a human, what you are doing is just yourself, your companion, your own small family, your own small group, you just can't let go of these, just to keep them."

Christina gritted her teeth, feeling that the other party's gaze seemed to have seen her clearly, as if there was no secret in front of the other party.

On the contrary, she couldn't even find the other person's real place.

The next moment, the sound of people was rushing out in the wind and snow, as if people all over the mountains rushed out, and the whole world was filled with a sense of popularity.

It was like a thought of Wei Cangsheng, the world was repeated and the world was gathered to respond, and the world had to change the world and turn the world around.

Wei Cangsheng said slowly: "Zhou Bai, you are just for your own selfish desires, but you don't know where the country will come from. Without the identity of the pure blood human race, how can you get to this point now?"

At the same time, Wei Cangsheng's fist was slowly raised, and his movements were extremely slow, just as his fist was as heavy as the mountains and rivers.

This heaviness is not a physical heaviness, but a psychological heaviness, which makes Christina feel that her heart continues to sink with the other person's fists, and the movement of the soul and body gradually becomes obscure.

‘No! What a strong boxing intention! You can’t follow the opponent’s pace!’ Christina was shocked. She rushed forward with her sword, trying to take the lead when the opponent condensed her boxing intention.

But with a slight sprint of her body, the wind and snow drifted away, and Wei Cangsheng's figure disappeared, and then appeared in another place with the scattered wind and snow.

It was still the movement that had just continued, raising the heavy fist as heavy as mountains and seas.

Christina rushed several times in a row, but in this endless snow, it seemed that Wei Cangsheng was everywhere, and he was not everywhere.

At the same time, Christina felt that the wailing sounds of the crowd around her became clearer and louder.

In the shadows, soldiers holding weapons stood in the wind and snow, roaring towards the sky.

Christina seemed to be affected by this sad fist intention, and she felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, and her qi and blood were running slowly, as if she could not move at all.

At the same time, the figure had already walked in front of him, and the heavy fist as heavy as a mountain and river fell inch by inch towards Christina, and a long roar rang in Christina's ears.

The long roar was filled with endless sadness, as if the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed. The soldiers stood among the broken walls and looked around in a daze. Finally, they could only make an unwilling roar, which was shocking.

"The country is broken and the mountains are here!"

...

Ziyang Zhenjun raised his eyebrows, and Xiang Tiandi, who had been hunching his head, raised his head, looked at the projection and sighed: "The imperial fist is based on the meaning of the emperor's fist that ruled the world, and used the intention of the fist to destroy the opponent's fighting will."

"Ji Wuchang's style of destroying the country is not a move in the imperial fist. I'm afraid it was created by him."

Xiang Tiandi's eyes shone with purple light, and he had always maintained a gloomy gaze and showed a hint of appreciation at this moment.

"He integrated what he saw, heard, thought and thought after he woke up into this style of fist."

"The unwillingness five hundred years ago, the deep sleep five hundred years, and the regret and resentment five hundred years later are all integrated into this style of boxing."

"This punch vented all the depression that had accumulated in his heart for five hundred years."

...

At the same time, Wei Cangsheng's fist had reached its end, but it did not bombard Christina, but only poured the fist intention into Christina's heart without reservation.

Rumble! The wind and snow around suddenly dissipated, as if an invisible bomb was lit.

Christina felt like ten thousand thunders exploded in her handwriting at the same time. Her soul was directly hit hard and was suddenly hit by this punch to the depths of her consciousness. Countless cracks flashed across her soul, and it seemed that it would completely break anytime and anywhere.

It can be said that Christina's heart of Tao was directly broken by Wei Cangsheng's fist intention, which caused the grasp of the soul power to float and the soul was directly damaged.

As Christina's soul was beaten back, Zhou Bai's body suddenly lost control and froze in place, motionless.

...

On the high platform, the face of the Mingyue Immortal changed: "No, Zhou Bai couldn't resist Wei Cangsheng's fist intention."

"Sky Sword, Emperor Fist." The Ghost God frowned: "This Wei Cangsheng is actually a descendant of Daxia?"

Xiang Tiandi, who was standing by, released waves of soul power and forcibly wrapped around the entire platform: "No one is allowed to interfere."

Mingyue Immortal, Qin Zhenren, and Tianyangzi stood up suddenly.

Opposite them, several gods from the Heavenly Tribe were waiting for the battle and slowly released their soul power.

As the atmosphere became more and more tense and stalemate.

But the ghosts and gods sat aside, looking at the projection with interest, and did not stand up from beginning to end.

At this moment, the clouds in the projection have changed again.

...

Zhou Bai took his body directly, regained control, looked at Wei Cangsheng in front of him, and grinned: "Your boxing intention is very interesting, let's continue playing."

An unexpected look flashed in Wei Cangsheng's eyes. He clearly felt that the other party's heart had been severely damaged by his fist intention.

But the next moment he smiled: "Yes, I wasn't knocked down by my fist intention, that's what's interesting."

Wei Cangsheng took a step forward, and his whole body had dissipated in the wind and snow.

The heavy fist intention as if it had entered the mountains and rivers rose again.

As Wei Cangsheng's fist spread, Zhou Bai felt the air around him become sticky, as if he was wrapped around him like cement.

He knew that this was just an illusion, and that the other party had shrouded his spirit with his powerful fist intention and twisted his five senses.

‘What a strong boxing intention.’ Zhou Bai was slightly shocked. Only by truly facing this boxing intention can he feel the strong will it contains.

‘This boxing intention is no less than Li Xiuzhu’s big boxing intention. It is not that huge, but more extreme and more intense.’

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