Chapter 348: The Power of One Palm

Di Yishao was completely stunned, a pair of eyes eager to see through Ye Wushuang, he couldn't believe that Ye Wushuang had now learned seven killing boxing, and then defeated him with seven killing boxing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this moment, no one can understand the shock in their hearts of Di Yishao and Di Ershao.

Seven Killing Boxing is a boxing technique comparable to a saint-level combat technique, and the difficulty of cultivation is difficult to imagine, let alone practice secretly, even if it is not practiced secretly, it will take a long time.

And Ye Wushuang, in a short battle, the time was so short, but he learned the Seven Killing Fist and used it on the spot.

Moreover, Ye Wushuang seemed to be more like the real Seven Killing Fist, and his boxing attainments were even higher than the skills they had cultivated for many years.

It's like a slap in the face, and they have to bear it in silence.

"Impossible, impossible......"

Di Yishao muttered to himself, the more he thought about it, the more surprised he became, and unconsciously, as if he felt that he was really as ignorant as Ye Wushuang said!

Ye Wushuang looked at Di Yishao and shook his head, he didn't know much about the Seven Killing Fist.

However, he understood that the Seven Kills Fist was similar to the Eight Kills of Fighting, and he had seen Di Sanshao's gestures before, and he had already remembered his seven or eight points in his heart, and now that he saw Di Yishao perform it again, he already knew it in his heart, so he used the real Seven Kills Fist as the basis for six or seven points.

However, these Di Yishao did not know, all this was too shocking for him.

Similarly, Di Ershao was even more shocked on the spot, Ye Wushuang's appearance made him feel a strong threat, if Ye Wushuang broke the weakness of the Seven Killing Fist, then it would definitely be a heavy blow to their Seven Killing Family.

Ye Wushuang, you must die!

Di Yishao was also aware of this, his eyes were gloomy, bursting out with endless killing opportunities, and with a step forward, Di Yishao rushed towards Ye Wushuang again, and on him, a layer of blazing light surged out, violent and vast, with powerful destructive power.

"Ye Wushuang, you only know that my Seven Killing Family has Seven Killing Fists, but you don't know that the most powerful boxing technique of my Seven Killing Family is the Seven Wounds Fist, which will damage eight hundred self and hurt one thousand enemies. ”

Di Yishao roared indifferently, his fist marks were like mountains, his fists were as strong as knives, and the entire battle platform was full of a tyrannical and violent force, only to see Di Yishao's black hair dancing wildly, his eyes wide, and staring at Ye Wushuang coldly.

"Damn rubbish, this time, see how you take it!"

"Boom!"

The voice of the tyrant exploded in the void like a bell and drum, and Di Yishao's figure had rushed in front of Ye Wushuang like a beam of light.

A fierce hurricane lifted Ye Wushuang's white clothes, slammed Ye Wushuang's black hair, and also lifted it back, as if it was going to blow Ye Wushuang away.

"Waste, die!"

Di Yishao roared angrily, and the Seven Wounds Fist was unleashed, and the green tendons on his arms skyrocketed, like a poisonous snake coiled, and the strength of his whole body also skyrocketed.

This is beyond the previous strength to deal with Yang Dingtian.

Before, in the first battle, Di Yishao was ready to hide these strengths in order to deal with the later battles.

However, he never thought that Yang Dingtian would not give him a chance at all, and directly gave an incomparably powerful blow to defeat him and become a joke.

However, now facing Ye Wushuang, the great enemy who has secretly practiced the Seven Killing Fist, he wants to destroy it to prevent the Seven Killing Fist from flowing into the hands of outsiders.

Ye Wushuang was terrifying, and he had to use his greatest strength to destroy him.

The moment the Seven Killing Fists rushed towards Ye Wushuang, the tyrannical wind of tyranny seemed to lift Ye Wushuang's body into the air, and the terrible storm flooded Ye Wushuang, as if everyone had seen the fate of Ye Wushuang being strangled.

Bang!

However, at the moment when the whistling wind was blowing, Ye Wushuang's body moved again, and he saw him retreat backwards, more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, and retreated to the edge of the battle platform.

Di Yishao's fist did not stop, it still came through the void, and the power that erupted was even more terrifying!

But.

Ye Wushuang's eyes were so calm and calm!

Quietly staring at Di Yishao who rushed over, the corners of his mouth pursed a touch of coldness, Di Yishao's killing intent, how could he not know!

"The Hand of the Heavens!"

Ye Wushuang poured out a sentence, and his faint voice echoed in the void.

Immediately, a blood-colored hand, covering the sky, like a ghost hand, fell suddenly.

Suddenly, the sky was full of blood, like the sky stained with blood, and the energy that diffused made the Quartet tremble.

Underneath the battle table.

Di Ershao suddenly took a step forward, his eyes condensed, staring at Ye Wushuang, this palm, it's so terrifying!

At the same time, Mo Wentian's eyes were also slightly narrowed, and his eyes flashed with blazing heat.

The hand of Futian, the combat skill that Ye Wushuang cast, he is very familiar with, it is a saint-level combat skill!

This power, very strong, very strong!

Before, he had obtained Ye Wushuang's combat skill, and at this moment, when he saw the true power, he was so excited in his heart.

Bang!

The hand of Futian, the saint-level combat skill, after the cultivation is completed, the power seems to be able to subdue the sky, and with a palm press, Di Yishao's Seven Injuries Fist rises from the sky, and it still can't be stopped.

Click!

A pair of knees exploded violently, as if they were about to kneel on the ground.

Di Yishao's expression changed greatly, and his forehead was also sweating profusely.

"On this point of strength, one waste at a time, I am a waste, what are you called?"

Ye Wushuang asked coldly, Di Yishao screamed one waste at a time, he shot twice in a row, but he was suppressed, it was difficult to shake Ye Wushuang in the slightest, and he shouted Ye Wushuang waste, ridiculous!

If Ye Wushuang is a waste, then, he Di Yishao, isn't it a waste!

Town!

Ye Wushuang scolded, and a golden True Yuan Long Dragon poured into Futian's hand, and it slammed down, directly putting Di Yishaozhen on the ground.

The battle platform trembled, as if it was about to collapse.

Burst!

Di Yishao then spurted out a mouthful of blood, he wanted to get up, but he couldn't.

He injured himself by 800 and injured the enemy by 1,000, although he used seven wound punches, but he did not hurt Ye Wushuang at all!

"For your ignorance, death, is the best response to you. ”

Ye Wushuang stepped forward, his right leg was raised high, and he slashed down, Di Yishao waved his arm to block, but to no avail, his right leg was instantly broken, and smashed into Di Yishao's chest together with his arm, blood gushed out, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground and died.

Ye Wushuang, kill Di Yishao!

The eyes of the crowd condensed together, this battle, I originally thought that Di Yishao would win, but now it is the opposite, not only Di Yishao was defeated, but also paid for his life, this battle is so exciting!

"Damn brute, you dare to kill him!"

Under the battle platform, Di Ershao roared fiercely, and endless hatred and killing intent burst out in his eyes, Ye Wushuang, killed Di Sanshao, and killed Di Yishao!

"Idiot!"

Ye Wushuang turned his head and spit out two words coldly, the people of the Di family, at the beginning, thought that he was easy to bully, so they wanted to kill him, but they couldn't beat him, but they plotted, and now Di Yishao has been threatening to kill him.

And now, Di Ershao said that he dared to kill Di Yishao, what is it if he is not an idiot?