In the stone chamber, muffled thunder rolled.

Sun Heng stepped on the ground, wore a heavy Xuanbao suit weighing 400 kilograms, clenched his fists with both hands, shook his shoulders and slashed.

The strong wind whistled, wrapped in heavy punches, and fell to the bluestone ground below like a giant hammer.

He turned his hips and turned his fist into a palm. The wind whistled and rushed like a huge wave, overwhelming torches that were more than ten meters away.

This is a huge stone chamber, both long and wide!

In the huge stone chamber, only candles burn, and Sun Heng stood alone, which should have been spacious and vast.

But this is not the case!

Sun Heng, who was slender and not too burly, stood in the stone chamber like a giant standing tall. Every move made the huge stone chamber tremble slightly.

On the field, he was slow in movement, but his every move seemed to drive a mountain.

With a stomp in his feet, the earth rumbled.

His hand shook, and the wind roared like a muffled thunder.

His figure seemed to overwhelm the huge stone chamber. His body thrust, like a mountain rising from the ground, towering into the clouds, and its momentum obscured the sun.

He pressed down with one hand, like the sky falling, dozens of torches spread throughout the stone chamber bowed their heads together.

The falling palm force was shocking, strong and yang, but with the trembling of his wrist, it turned into a gentle circle around his fingers, and it was extremely relaxed and dissipated towards the surroundings.

And the downward flame also twisted and deformed, like a spiral or a sharp arrow, and it was all in one go.

Sun Heng's every move drove the airflow and invisible force in the entire room, as he moved, to permeate the entire stone chamber.

If anyone who is proficient in boxing sees this scene, he will definitely be frightened.

This is the highest realm of practicing martial arts into the bone marrow, integrating artistic conception into boxing, and pursuing the power through the mystery!

Practicing boxing to such an extent can already turn decay into magic!

Even the most ordinary boxing technique can still possess extraordinary power in his hands!

The powerful force that warriors often say is too small, and it has become easy to turn into casualness, and there is no flaw in every move!

“Buzz…”

At some point, the Yunlong sword in the corner of the stone chamber began to tremble slightly.

The blade hit the bluestone, making a shattering sound.

"Peng!"

Sun Heng in the field stepped on his feet, turned his claws with one hand, and suddenly stretched out.

"Come on the knife!"

"Swish!"

The Yunlong sword jumped out of thin air, turned into a straight line, and threw it straight into Sun Heng's palm.

"Zheng..."

When I started with the long sword, I trembled softly and kept crying, as if I was expecting something.

"bite……"

With a light sound, the long sword touched the void.

The slowly shaking figure in the field suddenly shook, and the afterimage was still there, and Sun Heng had already arrived three feet away!

The figures flashed one after another. He was so angry that he had just turned into a phantom.

The body movement changed silently, the rabbit rose and fell, and it was unpredictable. The heavy Xuanbao Clothes weighing hundreds of pounds seemed to be as weightless as it was at this time.

The long sword danced, and the cold light flashed. At first, you could see some figures. Then the more you danced, you became more and more anxious. You could see a cold light, and the sword light filled the scene, and there was no figure.

The shadow of the knife was like auspicious snow, rolling back and forth in the stone chamber, the light and shadow became faster and faster, and finally, strands of white lines were brought out around.

It was the wind line condensed by the strong wind.

It is not a physical object, but it can still cut iron and gold!

As the long sword danced more and more rapidly, the wind became more and more dense, and finally danced back and forth like silk willows around the sword light.

"Shit..."

The wind was strange, not as loud as before, but wherever the wind line passed, the hard bluestone ground was immediately cut into tiny cracks.

"boom……"

At one moment, the sword shadow in the field paused, and a white light shot out like a meteor several feet away.

Its speed is so fast that after it stays, there will be afterimages in the void.

"Thuh..."

A harsh sound rang in the stone chamber. The long sword was about stairs from the stone wall, but a deep knife mark was engraved on it, several feet deep!

Slash with one sword in the wind!

"call……"

It was like the breeze blowing, and the long sword light flashed continuously.

The sword light slashed the remaining wind and flashed in an instant, and countless knife marks had already appeared densely on the stone wall several feet wide.

Knife marks, don't count them!

Chasing the wind and dancing!

"bite……"

A light sound came from somewhere, and Sun Heng moved his body and the long sword in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Only seven cold lights flashed away.

A candle fire, about a squat far away, suddenly stagnated and the flames stopped shaking.

"Peng!"

With a loud bang, the torch burst open on the spot.

Seven Killings against the Wind!

After putting away the long sword, Sun Heng exhaled for a long time, and the sharp sword intent on his body was completely restrained. His eyes gradually became indifferent, as if the momentum of the sky and the power of the wind just now were just an illusion.

Four years!

Sun Heng is now twenty years old.

The body has grown a little taller, and the skin has become slightly yellow due to the technique, exuding an ancient and clumsy meaning.

There was a beard on his chin, and his face was not green. He only had his eyes the same as four years ago, and he did not change his original intention.

Over the past four years, he has gathered himself from many places and watched various physical training techniques circulating in Chen County.

Fist, palm, legs, elbows, swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, knives, forks, no matter the level of martial arts, as long as they can get it, he will practice it one by one on his body.

His unparalleled physical talent and profound martial arts cultivation allow him to practice martial arts in one day and integrate them into his bones within seven days.

Sun Heng practiced hundreds of martial arts and various martial arts every day, hoping to find a path that suits him.

I don’t know when Sun Heng was practicing boxing, his heart suddenly moved, and various techniques were instantly integrated. What he learned in the past was like gurgling water, all of which were integrated into his body.

Since that day, his fists and palms have changed and they have gone up to another level.

Now, looking back at the body refining techniques, the subtleties, disagreements, and flaws, all of which are all in your eyes and you can see them at a glance!

All things are fully appreciated, and the strength enters the mystery!

Since then, Sun Heng’s physical melee battle has entered the highest realm that countless martial arts practitioners have always dreamed of!

As for the sword technique!

The slowness of internal energy perception and the integration of martial arts have allowed Sun Heng to embark on a completely different path from others.

A sentence from my previous life came to my mind.

The martial arts in the world are invincible and hard to destroy!

Since you cannot achieve various subtle changes in the internal energy discharge outside, why not just pursue a little?

That's fast!

It’s so fast that the opponent can’t react, and it’s so fast that it’s so fast that you can change your energy. I will break it with one knife!

Since then, he has changed the Seventeenth Style of the Wind to Seventeen Styles, and now there are only three Styles!

Standing in the stone chamber, Sun Heng breathed slowly, and his chest slowly calmed down.

Over the years, he has taken pills to train his internal energy and strengthen his body and bones, and has never relaxed for a moment.

Two years ago, he had already mastered the twelve meridians and began to try to impact the eight extraordinary meridians.

Now, with the help of the Breaking Mai Dan, he has already opened two extraordinary meridians.

When you advance to the level of a second-rate master, the total amount of internal energy has not increased much, but has become more pure and will become more at will when you control it. Some powerful martial arts can only be used in this state.
To be continued...