Chapter 305 Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill (I) Bang!

Wu Heng continued to evolve the Divine Fist, smashing it with a fist, with the sound of hunting and hunting, it exploded in the air, and shocked out a golden light, shattering the flesh of several ancient corpses.

Qiankun Ninety-Nine Punches are extremely domineering, the power can be superimposed, and when the Ninety-Nine Punches are evolved, there are few people in the world who can resist them.

However, the existence of domineering always has great drawbacks, Qiankun Ninety-Nine Punches are hugely powerful, but not many people can really fight Ninety-Nine Punches, a big reason is the body's ability to withstand it. Once the strength of a martial cultivator exceeds the limit of what his body can bear, it is very likely to cause damage to himself.

Even a strong man like Xuanyuan Shu can only punch at most thirty-six punches, so how many punches can Wu Heng, who has just learned Qiankun Boxing, throw?

"Boom"

Wu Heng threw the seventh punch of Qiankun, and the force was terrifying, like a mountain pressing down, smashing an old spirit corpse of the psychic realm into powder. He was covered in golden light, like the god of war in the world, standing in the void and looking at the world, alone in front of thousands of murderous ancient corpses.

Many of the ancient corpses stopped in their tracks, shocked by this human monk.

The six Immortal Clothed Men who dominated the ancient corpses stood in the distance, all with grim expressions, and their dead eyes were staring at Wu Heng. The three of them, men and three women, were sealed for many years before they were awakened, and now they have become the subordinates of the ancient king's corpse.

"This young man is very talented, and if he can be subdued, he will be a right-hand man in the future. The man in the dark clothes who took the lead spoke, intending to make Wu Heng one of them.

A black-haired woman said: "This person has the breath of an ancient physique, like a light attribute, but his body is mixed with demonic nature, since ancient times, gods and demons have not stood apart, but this young man is half a god and half a demon, it is really weird." ”

"There is only one word difference between demons and gods, I don't know which path this kid will choose......" The man in the dark clothes glanced at Wu Heng meaningfully, and his dead eyes jumped with a touch of essence.

Bang, Wu Heng threw out a punch again, and the earth trembled, this is the eighth punch of Qiankun, and the power is twice as strong as the seventh punch, such a force is enough to threaten the dragon monk. A large number of ancient corpses were knocked over by him, all coughing up blood, and they were shocked dozens of feet away like a scarecrow.

"Qiankun Ninety-Nine Fist is indeed a very domineering divine method, but it also consumes physical strength and essence. At this moment, Wu Heng was already sweating profusely, his breathing was short, and it was quite difficult for him to evolve to the eighth punch in one breath, after all, this was the first time he used it.

"The bad guy cousin has already punched the eighth punch, and I remember that the second sister only punched the seventh punch when she first evolved the Qiankun boxing. Xuanyuan Yue said happily like a happy little angel.

Being compared by Xuanyuan Yue like this, Xuanyuan Yanran was suddenly unconvinced, knocked on the little girl's head, and said, "At that time, I just didn't use all my strength, second sister." ”

"But the bad guy cousin doesn't seem to be using all his strength. Xuanyuan Yue muttered, with an innocent look, but after paying the protection fee, all the monks did not dare to treat this girl as a little Lori, she had a split personality heart under her naïve appearance, and she would be really happy tomorrow, but she was a heinous miser and a little money fan.

"I remember that when I first evolved the Qiankun Fist, I only threw the fourth punch......" Xuanyuan Qingyun looked ashamed, and he didn't dare to look directly at everyone.

As soon as these words came out, every descendant monk of the Xuanyuan family bowed their heads, their combat record was much worse than that of Xuanyuan Qingyun, and many people could not comprehend the charm of this fist, and it was difficult to evolve it at all. Not to mention four punches, most people can't punch a single punch.

"It seems that the first time people only threw eight punches, I didn't expect the bad guy cousin to be able to compare with me. Xuanyuan Yue muttered to herself, her voice was not loud, but she could hear it, and the self-confidence of the young people of the Xuanyuan family was completely damaged.

"Perverted ......" The monks from other families cursed secretly, knowing that Xuanyuan Yue's talent was indeed terrifying, surpassing her second sister Xuanyuan Yanran.

There is nothing to dispute about Xuanyuan Yue's talent, she is the purest demon girl in a hundred years, and this title alone is enough to overwhelm the younger generation of the Xuanyuan family. Of course, whether she can reach the achievements of the second lady of the Xuanyuan family at the same age, no one knows.

Although Xuanyuan Yue's talent is good, she doesn't love cultivation, and the goal of the little wealth fan is to become the richest overlord in Central Continent, not the strongest monk in Central Continent.

"Boom"

Boxing wind hunting, brute force is endless, Wu Heng hit the ninth punch of Qiankun, piercing the chest of an ancient corpse in front of him. Suddenly, blood shot out like a column of water, and the ancient corpse let out a hoarse scream, and then lost its voice, this was an ancient corpse of the second psychic realm, but it was directly killed by Wu Heng in seconds.

"Leapfrog challenges, and you can kill enemies in seconds...... This punch is too domineering. Someone gasped, and his heart was deeply shocked.

Ouyang Xi said: "Don't ignore Wu Heng's own strength, he is an ancient physique, his physical body is unparalleled, and his terrifying talent has long allowed him to leapfrog the challenge, and now he has learned the Ninety-Nine Fists of Qiankun like a tiger, and he may be able to match the young generation of leaders in Central Continent." ”

"If you are against Wu Heng, how sure are you?" asked Allure Chengxue.

"Seventy percent. Ouyang Xi was confident that his strength was still above Wu Heng, but when Wu Heng hit the tenth punch of Qiankun, his eyelids jumped suddenly, his pupils contracted, and he changed his words: "Now it seems that five or five wins." ”

On the other side, the monks of the Xuanyuan family were already stunned, and their jaws couldn't close their mouths in shock, and someone said in a trembling voice: "Wu Heng actually punched the tenth ......"

"Couldn't it be an illusion caused by us, it is said that even the first evolution of the Qiankun Fist of the head of the family only hit the ninth blow......"

"It's incredible. Xuanyuan Yaotian shook his head, feeling that everything in front of him was not real. He looked at Xuanyuan Yue, then at Wu Heng, and felt that Wu Heng's talent even surpassed this little girl.

"It seems that when Miss Ben finds a partner, she can think more about you kid. Xuanyuan Yanran smiled charmingly, with a variety of styles, a little less of the usual fierceness, and a little more of a rare charm.

Wu Heng panted and pouted, and evolved the tenth punch of Qiankun, shattering more than a dozen ancient corpses of the psychic realm, this was not his limit, but it was enough to do this. Wu Heng is not fond of performance, but when he left, his grandfather Xuanyuan Huo explained to him that he must show his strength to be able to convince the public, and now it seems that he has not only served the public, but also made everyone's jaw drop in surprise.

Even Xuanyuan Shu was cursing Wu Heng and said, "It's okay if the eldest brother is a pervert, I didn't expect the eldest brother's grandson to be even more perverted!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's still too weak...... "At this moment, a discordant voice appeared in the black forest.

It was a young man in a black robe, he looked at Wu Heng in the void and shook his head disdainfully, and said with a cold smile: "Wu family divine body, today you will become a stepping stone for my enlightenment!"

"Who are you?" all the monks of the Xuanyuan family looked over in unison, and found that the eyes of the young man in black were hairy, as if he was from purgatory.

Ahead, the shadows of the trees were mottled, the fallen leaves were flying, the black boots were stepping on, and the dead leaves on the ground were crushed, making a crisp sound.

When he was twenty-five or sixteen years old, he carved a black dragon on the left side of his face, which looked a little hideous, and his pupils shot out a terrifying killing intent, but he had a knife-like silhouette, sharp edges and corners, very handsome, this person's face was like snow, and he looked a little weak.

He was shrouded in black demonic energy, as if he had just come out of purgatory, and when he looked at his eyes, everyone was cold.

When this young man appeared, Wu Heng's face froze, and his heart was turbulent, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Why are you laughing?" Sun Yiqing was carrying a mace, and he had an urge to fight, and he couldn't get used to seeing this young man with a weird yin and yang spirit, and said: "At first glance, he is not a serious monk, so tell me his identity quickly!"

"You're too weak to tell me who you are. The young man was disdainful, he looked at Wu Heng who was evolving the Divine Fist in the void, his face became extremely excited, he had been waiting for this moment for too long, and now that he saw the enemy, he couldn't help but fight.

"Nangong Chen. Wu Heng's tone was cold, his voice pierced through the void, and everyone heard these three words clearly, his fists clenched, and his whole body was full of fighting intent.

"Looks like you're looking forward to this fight too. The corners of the young man's mouth arced, revealing a cruel smile.

Wu Heng said: "I accepted your life today, which can be regarded as avenging the broken arm of Cousin Yifan." ”

"Hmph, then it depends on whether you have that ability. Nangong Chen snorted coldly, completely enraged, although he cut off Wu Yifan's left arm, but his right arm was also cut off by Wu Heng, and now he came to avenge the broken arm.

As soon as the two met, they were tense, as if they had an enmity against each other.

"Who is Wu Heng, and why does he have such a grudge against you?" asked Xuanyuan Yanran.

"His name is Nangong Chen, and he is an ancient demon. Wu Heng said a shocking word, which made everyone's expressions freeze instantly, and their eyes showed a look of horror, there are still ancient demons in this world?

Ouyang Xi restrained his shocked expression and asked, "How come I have never heard of an ancient demon body appearing in the modern era of Central Continent?"

"He's not a monk from Middle-earth. Wu Heng's clenched fists crackled, and the murderous intent in his eyes soared to the sky, eager to immediately cut off this scourge.

Everyone was in a trance, this person was not a monk from Middle-earth, and where did he come from?

"Why did you appear in the Demon God Valley?" Wu Heng asked in a cold voice, and immediately a golden divine power emerged, and he rushed forward in the formation, he evolved the eleventh punch of Qiankun, shattered the void, and smashed it towards Nangong Chen.

"Boom!"

A punch smashed, and the aftermath shook the heavens and the earth, and rolling stones fell from the mountains in the distance.

Nangong Chen's expression was disdainful, he waved his big hand and shot out a monstrous demonic qi, intertwined the Dao method, tore out of thin air a black hole, engulfed Wu Heng into it, and then said with a smile: "Why do you say why am I in this Demon God Valley, then I tell you, I came to take your life!"

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