Chapter 42: Fight to the Death

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The punch of the man in black seems to be light, but in fact it has a great origin.

It belongs to the advanced fist method in the real grade meta technique, called the ghost poke heart fist method.

The trajectory of punching, unlike ordinary boxing, goes forward bravely, but twists and turns, flickering and ethereal, just like a ghost, flickering left and right, up and down is difficult to find, making people unguardable, hence the name ghost.

Poke the heart refers to the fist type, at first glance, it is no different from the ordinary fist shape, a closer look, it is possible to find that the fist mark of the man in black is not a real grip, but a curved middle knuckle bone, which is more prominent than other finger joints, so that the fist is clenched, resulting in the whole fist mark is cone-shaped, like the pointed beak of a goshawk, unstoppable, and more conducive to piercing the heart through the gap of the ribs, killing with one blow.

The ghost poking heart boxing method is very difficult to practice, but after five or six years of hard practice, the man in black has reached the ultimate level, and he can punch at will, as light as instinct.

The man in black is full of confidence in this boxing method, and it is almost a probability that he is nine out of ten.

Wu Yantian saw such a strange fist trajectory for the first time, frowned, and blocked it with a shovel, but it hit the void everywhere, the actual fist trajectory was difficult to find, and it was really difficult to prevent, but as the fist mark flashed tighter and tighter, he couldn't block it, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he instinctively felt that once he hit this punch, his life must be in danger.

Because he felt the majesty of the mountain's advancement from the flowing fist, the fist was elegant, but the strength was abnormal, which was really weird.

The fist seal was getting closer and closer, but Wu Yantian had no way to retreat, and behind him, five or six guards cut off the way of retreat.

He can only face the ghost poke heart fist head-on!

Wu Yantian has not really come into contact with the Yuan Technique so far, but he has practiced the Spirit Crane Sword Technique for a period of time, and the Spirit Crane Sword Technique's smart body method is somewhat similar to this set of ghostly fist techniques.

At that time, when he got the Linghe swordsmanship from Ding Hu, on a whim, he used willow branches instead of swords, and tried to practice the Linghe swordsmanship.

The main feature of the Linghe swordsmanship is that it is agile, requiring the body to be extremely soft and flexible.

The sword can move at will, attack unexpectedly, and defend without leakage.

Whether it is offensive or defensive, all require the body to be soft and boneless, to attack it at a tricky angle, which is impossible to prevent, and to defend the whole body in no dead angle with actions that are difficult for ordinary people to do, so that the prevention does not leak.

Because of the stiffness of his body, Wu Yantian was unable to practice this swordsmanship in a short period of time, which made him very unhappy, and he felt that this swordsmanship was bells and whistles and had little effect.

He believes that attacking is to kill the enemy's body, and defense is not to let people hit his body.

Thinking of this, Wu Yantian had a flash of inspiration and suddenly realized.

All meta techniques, no matter how weird the trajectory of the attack, have only one purpose, and that is to kill the opponent's body.

The trajectory of this punch is difficult to find, so regardless of its trajectory, as long as you find out the ultimate intention of this punch, you can easily prevent it.

The ultimate goal of boxing is only to find it physically.

Obviously, no matter how flickering this punch is, the approximate range can still be confirmed, and it is the chest.

On the chest, the deadliest place, is about to come out.

Heart!

Now Wu Yantian understood, no wonder this punch made him feel palpitations!

It's slow, but it's actually fast, only five or six breaths.

The strange fist prints of the man in black drove straight in, smashing Wu Yantian's heart.

The fist is close, the corner of the black-clothed man's mouth shows a smile, full of confidence and contempt, so close to the distance, he has never missed, the fist mark is here, the next card of the enemy is killed, his mind seems to see the familiar picture of Wu Yantian's sternum concave, and then thrown out.

Boom!

At the critical moment, a pitch-black pan bottom appeared in front of Wu Yantian's heart, and a heavy fist mark slammed into the plane of the bottom of the pot, making a heavy sound.

Click!

Immediately afterwards, the crisp sound of the bones, like heavy snow crushing the tree technique, even in an open place, the sound was still very loud, which made people listen to the creepy.

The power of this fist seal weighs more than 2,000 catties, but Wu Yantian's black-bottomed cauldron weighs more than 10,000 catties, like a piece of solid iron.

The two collided!

The man in black felt a heavy punch and smashed on an iron mountain, and the rebound force of more than 2,000 catties directly shattered the middle knuckle bone of his fist print, not only the middle knuckle bone was destroyed, but the entire fist was immediately shattered, and the force did not disappear, all the way up, like a broken bamboo, devastating and decaying, the wrist joint, the small arm, and then the entire arm, and even the right half of the body, were shocked into comminuted fractures.

The man in black a moment ago still had a confident smile on his face, but now, it was a crying face, and the pain was so severe that his eyes were full of tears and his face was distorted.

Yes!

The pain that went straight to the bone marrow made the man in black no longer care about face, and the hysterical pain howled out, and the sound shook the wilderness.

As soon as the will of the whole person was released, the man in black suddenly cried into tears, feverish tears, unrestrained snot, and heroic spittle, galloping wantonly.

Big surprise!

This is a shame to be thrown to grandma's house!

The miserable image of the man in black is terrifying!

But Wu Yantian is full of confidence, no matter what kind of mother he has, no matter how many others he has, don't care about anything, if they dare to stand in the way again, then kill, kill him cleanly.

Wu Yantian used the frying pan as a shield to protect the vital points of his body, and the supreme shovel as a sword, he learned the fighting moves of the European and American blockbusters he had seen - Tenoi, armed himself, and rushed towards the guards who were blocking the way at full speed.

Take the initiative!

Wu Yantian was unpretentious, never whistled, opened and closed, exerted his posture with all his might, and the silver shovel that he waved quickly turned into a silver light, cutting off the heads of several guards one after another, and the blood was flying, like a god who incarnated as a head harvester.

These guards panicked, they were called the first-class guards of the Great Zhou, but in fact, they were all the personal servants of the Wei Guoshi, completely obeying the orders of the Wei Guoshi, they had already received the death order of the Guoshi, no matter how to prevent the prince from meeting Emperor Wu Ren, either Wu Yantian would die, or they would die.

This is a life-and-death situation, and they can't afford to back down!

"Kill!"

After a period of panic, one of the leading guards shouted resolutely, and at the same time expressed his courage and the will to intercept and kill.

Kill! Kill...... Kill!

All the guards, in unison, shouted to kill together, and the chaotic and frightened situation was suddenly organized, standing up as a human wall, blocking Wu Yantian's way.

Wu Yantian used his sharp energy to attack.

But these guards suddenly became mobile, and they did not fight hard, but moved with their cameras.

When they attacked, they retreated, and Wu Yantian was ventilated, so they attacked, intending to consume Wu Yantian's physical strength.

Suddenly, Wu Yantian attacked at full speed, turning into a phantom, like a sharp knife, piercing straight into this human wall, the pot blocked the shovel wave, and another wave of human heads was harvested.

Immediately, the guard's human wall was dismembered into pieces and scattered.

Wu Yantian was about to go straight to the Wolong Palace, but these guards quickly caught up with him, surrounded Wu Yantian in the middle, and swore not to let him enter the palace.

Each of these guards was higher than Wu Yantian's realm, and the reason why Wu Yantian was able to kill multiple guards one after another. It wasn't because of the low combat power of these guards, but because Wu Yantian was unexpected, cutting off the head of one of the guards just after contact, and at the same time smashing the chest of another guard into a dent, and then smashing a large piece of it.

Such a powerful and strange weapon is really terrifying!

Moreover, the black-clothed personal guard of Wei Guoshi, who attacked with advanced Yuan Technique, ended up with a crushed fracture of half of his body, which was terrible and terrifying, which inevitably made these guards more vigilant and did not dare to attack rashly.

As a result, these guards are a little afraid to attack wantonly and fall into a passive situation.

But after all, they have more than 20 guards, and even if Wu Yantian killed nearly ten people, there are still more than a dozen guards, and their combat effectiveness is still strong.

The supreme spatula in Wu Yantian's hand, although it does not consume much physical strength when wielded, but the attacks of these guards all use vitality, and every time they attack the pan, they need to consume vitality and physical strength to resist.

In addition, Wu Yantian was anxious to inform Emperor Wu Ren to save the Jade Taifu.

And so on, over time.

Wu Yantian's physical strength decreased rapidly, his vitality was consumed too much, his breathing became heavy, and his eyes turned red.

"Kill!"

But more than a dozen guards, seeing Wu Yantian's consumption, were really angry, and made up their minds to fight to the death.

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