The dim and dark mine tunnel, mud and rocks falling.

A large amount of mud and stone covered the mine road of about half a meter, forming an impermeable stone pile, and there was not a single gap in sight, but this obstacle could not even be stopped by the martial arts realm, let alone the terrifying general-level ghosts of Sen Sen!

This moment.

The general-level ghosts that kept rolling in the black mist were also stunned in place, staring at Han Dong with cruel eyes and a little doubt.

If it is not wise, it will be killed in an instant.

But it is because of wisdom that it is hesitant.

"Interesting humans. ”

"Aren't you afraid, what do you want to do? ”

The scarlet eyes instantly surfaced on the surface of the body, and the ghost body suddenly approached the expressionless Han Dong, only about four or five centimeters away, and they looked at each other within reach.

Even it could feel Han Dong's even breathing.

Look at each other!

One person and one ghost looked at each other, and the mine road fell into dead silence!

At this moment, only the light of the black mist and scarlet eyes shone here, shining on Han Dong's indifferent face and a silent atmosphere that was frozen like frost.

In a flash.

Han Dong spoke: "I want to kill you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Peng !!

A right fist with tense muscles and bones and blood tumbling like a slap of light, like a blazing meteor tearing through the dark sky, slashed through the place, bursting the air, and blasting towards the black fog ghost.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The mud and rocks are sliding more and more violently.

And this right fist seemed to fill the entire mine tunnel, circulating into a liquid internal force of light, carrying the sound of howling wind, and hit this general-level ghost head-on.

Boom!

The rolling black mist retreated four or five meters in an instant.

Even its ghost body was faintly diluted! For Shang Hua, who had just advanced to the realm of military generals, it was invincible.

But in front of Han Dong -

You don't need to activate the madness at all, you can punish it!

The next moment.

Han Dong's eyes were cold like a mirror lake covered with frost, he stepped forward with his right step, bounced once, and continued to step out with his left step, flicking a second time-

The last step is to step on the ground.

Bang!

The mine within a radius of 100 meters was almost trembling, and the sudden tremor was extremely strong, like an extinct volcano, rumbling and erupting, collapsing, roaring out of a fierce light, illuminating the mine road and illuminating the stunned eyes of the black fog ghosts.

The art of detachment!

Southern Expedition - A Thousand Miles Away!

The visualization picture in my mind has changed from a man and a horse to a lonely person yearning for the scorching sun, and he is undoubtedly running thousands of miles, just to get closer to the scorching sun.

What he wanted, not the scorching sun.

He just thought that this was freedom and light, so he thought of pure righteousness without hesitation - turning magic for his own use, and giving birth to light!

Hula!

Han Dong, who had accelerated three times in a row, had already exceeded the limit of ordinary people in a second, and hit the black fog ghost like a phantom, and its ghost body trembled wildly and retreated more than ten meters.

"How is that possible!"

"Just a martial arts realm, you ......"

However.

Before the ghost could ask questions, Han Dong was ruthless since he made a move, and took another step forward from the right step, and the liquid internal force in his body suddenly flowed like a tide and injected into his right palm.

The blood-red right palm glows brightly.

Zhanyao Mine Road, reflecting the shocked eyes.

Disheveled!!!

Han Dong's right palm pushed forward, with one palm in front, and his body moved forward step by step, as if holding a crushed seal, pushing the black mist ghost monster backwards and retreating violently, unable to withstand such an arrogant strength at all.

Boom.

It was like an ancient beast that broke free from the cage and appeared in the mine.

With a series of loud noises and ghostly hisses, the fierce and chaotic sounds gradually drifted away.

......

The other side of the collapsed dirt.

"Ahh ”

"Ahhh......h Yes. ”

Shang Hua was covered in blood, but thanks to the strong physical fitness of the martial arts realm, the wound gradually healed, but the blood was lost too much, and he was a little delirious.

"Ahh ”

He groaned with excitement.

He raised his trembling right hand and pointed to the other side of the earth collapse, probably worried about Han Dong.

"Birch, birch, let's leave first. ”

Jiao Kaiying had already cried into tears, and her heart was almost filled with repentance and pain, and now when she saw Shang Hua who was seriously injured, she couldn't help but be overjoyed, and ran out with Shang Hua in her arms.

Ahh

Shang Hua was still moaning.

He always felt that he was sorry for Han Dong, but he vaguely felt Han Dong's domineering spirit, and he didn't know what to do.

Something,

It's really more important than life.

Jiao Kaiying wiped a handful of tears, stopped at the entrance of the mine road, and thought carefully: "Hua, I'll send you to the car first...... Then I, I want to go back and see Brother Han Dong. ”

Oh, yes.

Some things are indeed more important than life.

......

The construction site inside the end of the tunnel.

Click.

The glass fell on the mud and rock, and there was a crisp sound.

Wang Taoming, who had a bronze face, was wheezing heavily, holding on to the construction equipment, standing up straight little by little, looking left and right at a loss.

What's going on?

Was that Han Dong just now?

He gasped, with a sharp pain in his head, and put his palms on the construction equipment, but he felt that the vision in front of him was swaying, as if the sky was shaking, and there was an inexplicable concussion.

Click.

Shattered glass windows, all rattling.

Hehe.

Wang Taoming couldn't help but want to laugh, he was a dignified martial artist, and he actually had times when he was dizzy, I was afraid that the injury was too serious.

The next moment.

He seemed to understand something.

"Then, what is that-" Wang Taoming turned his head with difficulty, looked at the exit of the mine, and saw the black mist ghost body of the general-level ghost retreating from the mine.

Rushing!

The mud and rocks shook and slipped wildly.

Boom!

The sound of stepping on the ground is dull.

Wang Taoming seemed to see a bright and dazzling light through the churning black mist, and then got closer and closer, until finally, boom!!

Between heaven and earth, it is like a silent picture.

The speed of time flows, like a freeze-frame in slow motion.

He could only witness this scene happening - Han Dong's right palm was like the sky, shining with incredible light, pushing the black fog ghost for hundreds of meters, pushing it back alive!

"What's that!?"

"A martial arts student in the martial arts realm!?"

Wang Taoming was like being struck by lightning, and he was stunned in place with a chill, only to feel that there seemed to be a tsunami churning in his head, and there was a crazy sound of banging.

Shocked, shocked, shocked!

No words can describe his mood.

Goo-dong.

Wang Taoming almost suffocated on the construction equipment, his eyes widened, in the face of such a fierce fight, Rao is martial arts realm can only watch.

Bang!

Han Dong stepped on the mud and rock, and the ground he stepped on was shocked, and the emotions of the step became more and more hot, and he continued to blast out a heavy punch, or the technique of rainstorm falling, or the southern expedition of thousands of miles, fighting with the black fog ghosts and monsters.

Between the two collisions, they move horizontally.

From the exit to the edge of the construction site, and then across the entire site, the place became messy, and finally landed on a construction machine,

Bang!

Han Dong's right fist was raised high and fell straight down, but it slashed into the air and slammed into the construction equipment that remained in place, causing the steel equipment to explode and make a crisp sound.

The glass is shattered, and the exterior is dented and broken.

But the surging power did not decrease but increased, Han Dong withdrew his right fist, turned around and pounced directly at the black mist ghost.

Hiss!

The black fog ghost was also anxious, and its scarlet eyes flickered violently, shooting out the ghostly rays of the Dao.

This is a move that disturbs the mind and interferes with the human body, even ordinary generals can't stop the influence of trance, as long as they can't stop it, they will inevitably be disturbed by the blood.

At worst, blood splattered, and at worst, he fell into a coma on the spot.

"Damn humans!"

"Die! Die!

As it roared, its scarlet eyes leaked blood-red brilliance, and more than a dozen ghostly rays were ejected, revealing a more terrifying and hideous than before.

Knock! Knock!

Han Dong rushed forward in two or three steps.

In terms of today's force alone, he is much stronger than Shang Hua. Although they are both liquid internal forces, Han Dong's internal strength is strong, even in the middle of the military general's realm, it may not be comparable.

therefore

The gap in physical fitness is almost negligible.

After all, in the face of a general-level ghost, the technique of entering the transformation level and the internal force of the liquid are the most important factors.

Whew!

The glow shoots to the front door.

The corners of Han Dong's mouth were cold, he inhaled sharply, and his chest seemed to swell a little!!

This incomparable drink in the air, coupled with the flash of light in the eyes, immediately sent the inspiration to the limit, sweeping the eyes and blocking the distraction.

An invisible wave permeated the front.

In an instant, all the gloom began to crumble.

"Inspiration!"

The black fog ghosts were also recognized, and the strange sound was no longer pleasant, only panicked.

A martial artist realm has inspiration, at best, it can be regarded as extremely talented, but it is simply incredible to be so outrageously inspired.

especially

How can the martial arts realm have liquid internal force?

Even if it is a ghost, it understands the difference between the internal force of condensation and the internal force of liquid.

At the same time, Han Dong's mind was as firm as a mountain, killing the black mist ghost, and he had already approached it after taking two steps first, his palms popped out, and his elbows struck sideways, making it a little unsure of how to parry between the virtual and the real.

True.

General-level ghosts, not afraid of any thermal weapons. Even the blazing sun's rays, unless they shine for too long, can only burn them and seriously injure them.

But they can't withstand the liquid internal force.

This is a clear sign in the three realms of martial arts, and when it reaches the liquid level, it means that the internal force begins to have a trace of energy.

Phew!

Han Dong threw out his left arm without warning, and his body retreated halfway, as if his entire body was hanging on his left arm, and with the explosion of liquid internal force, the entire left arm was like a glowing iron whip.

Between the falls, crush everything.

Even the air was whistling and exploding, and the air was departing.

Hiss!

The Black Mist Goblin slammed forward and activated the Devouring Bite.

With the tumbling of the ghost's body and the terrible hiss, it seemed to turn into an oncoming black curtain, directly enveloping Han Dong in front of him, exerting his talent and disturbing the internal structure of the martial arts practitioner in front of him.

The structure of the human body is indispensable.

Ren is a martial arts realm, and he can't bear the consequences of the disorder in the indiscriminate movement of organs.

"Die!"

"Die for me!"

The hysterical roar of the black fog ghosts.

After such a fierce battle, its ghost body was also severely wounded, and I am afraid that it will not be able to enjoy food here.

But Han Dong saw the black curtain, but he suddenly smiled.

He waited,

That's the trick.

If you don't activate the mad demon state, it will indeed be difficult to kill this general-level ghost, but Han Dong doesn't want to rely on external forces every time.

Fighting demons and monsters also requires wisdom.

For example – now!

Boom!

Han Dong's left foot poked out, landed like a ding, his legs showed a bent posture, followed by the rotation of his palms like a chaotic flower and gradually charming eyes, and finally froze, forming a mysterious and mysterious inexplicable handprint - painting a mountain pile!

Draw a stump on the ground!

Let your ghosts bite you a hundred times, and you will not move!

Moreover, the purpose of painting a mountain pile is to hold a mountain, which is not only a weight addition, but also an indescribable magical meaning.

Hiss!

The black mist ghost bites, but there is no movement.

And before it could retreat, it felt a heavy and unpredictable pressure, and it seemed that the weight, which seemed to be long and heavy, suddenly suppressed on its black mist ghost body.

The churning black fog is no longer churning.

Flickering red eyes, no longer flickering.

"What kind of technique is this!" The black fog ghost monster was suddenly shocked, his eyes were hidden in the ghost body, and he wanted to retreat violently, but how could Han Dong let go of such an appropriate opportunity, instantly let go of the painted mountain stake, and stretched out his palms like a dragon going out to sea to capture the black fog ghost body.

Click!

The flow of both palms is a liquid internal force!

The silky internal force, surging with both palms, illuminated the whole audience through the skin on the surface of his body, making Han Dong feel as if he had grasped a ball of cold and flexible solid cotton.

"You-"

"Damn!"

Han Dong grabbed the ghost, slammed his palms downward, his left palm flexed his fingers like a giant eagle's giant claws, restraining the struggle of the black mist ghost body like iron pincers, and his right fist stopped in mid-air, frozen in the moment of punching and retracting.

The next moment.

The hurricane passed through like a punch, breaking the solidification.

The art of the gods, the flying flow of three thousand!

One open, one close, one drop and one lift!

His right fist was punched out one after another, regular and steady, circular and cold, like the operation of a heavy machine, eternally endless.

Hiss!

The black mist ghost monster struggled wildly, and its left palm was almost unable to suppress it, but the majestic liquid internal force began to explode unlimitedly, pressing it back on the spot.

Let you lie down, and don't think about getting up again!

If I crush you for a while, I will crush you to death!

Between the ups and downs of the right fist, there was a steaming heat constantly rising, circling upward, and even punching like a phantom flashing, quite a cold rhythm of the strong bombardment.

Hiss!

The black fog ghost still wants to struggle, and the sorrow does not stop.

Han Dong's face was pale, his left palm rioted again, and he pressed it to death, his right fist suddenly froze in mid-air, and the visualization picture in his mind began to change.

Use your magic for your own use!

What was supposed to be a picture of a waterfall falling and crashing into the earth suddenly turned into a breeze, followed by layers of dark clouds surging from the sky, suddenly a violent wind, flowing and sweeping, condensing the surrounding turbulence, and in an instant evolved into a howling hurricane, descending on the world.

The link up and down, the achievement of three thousand!

Beat!

Hit, hit, hit!

Han Dong's eyes froze instantly, and his right fist exploded like a cannon ejection, and he fired a continuous first punch, followed by a second punch, and a third punch...... The internal force rioted, and the fists exploded until the ninety-ninth punch.

Here and now, there is no other sound, only the eternal and regular strike.

Kiss.

The black fog ghost body gradually faded and exploded on the spot.