The golden holy power of the Sun Holy Fist is vast and blazing, and the divine is supreme.

The Seven Kills Slash is a light blue sword qi, and the killing intent bursts out, and there is nothing to stop it!

In the next moment, the golden light and the blue light collided violently, making a bang!

However, in an instant, the golden light was shattered by the blue light and scattered in all directions!

Wufeng only felt an unbearable force coming from his fists, and his legs were forced to bend down for a moment, and then straightened up again under his strong willpower!

It was not completely unexpected, after all, Sword Douluo was a Super Douluo known for his attack power, even if he only showed one percent of his strength, it was far from being comparable to him, even if he triggered all the secrets, he was far from being an opponent!

But Wufeng doesn't plan to throw in the towel easily!

He strengthened his holy power, swung his fists in a row, and once again struck out a few punches that were not weaker than just now, and finally took this sword!

But before he could catch his breath, Sword Douluo slashed out the second, third, and fourth swords......

Countless sword lights slashed out one after another, and endless sword qi surged towards Wufeng, he seemed to be a lonely boat caught in a sea of sword qi, and could be drowned by the fierce waves at any time!

Wufeng's eyes were solemn, and he met it without fear with one punch after another, and the bitter sea holy power rushed out, turning into a fist shadow in the sky, colliding with the sword light one after another.

Boom - Boom –

The continuous energy collision made a thunderous sound one after another, and between the aftermath and spread, the entire small hill was slashed off with a thick layer, and the rubble flew wildly, and then turned into flying ashes in the blink of an eye under the sword qi and fist intent, and disappeared without a trace.

However, as time passed, Sword Douluo's offensive became more and more fierce, and the sword qi rushing towards Wufeng also increased, and he soon surrounded him and began an endless attack in all directions!

Wufeng only lost his mind slightly, and was scratched by the sword qi with a few deep scars!

A trickle of blood oozed from the wound and soon stained the clothes all over the body!

Slowly, there are more and more injuries on Wufeng's body, but his heart is getting calmer and calmer!

He continued to analyze: "The soul power contained in each sword qi emitted by Sword Douluo is not very much, it is basically the same as the holy power consumed by each punch of mine, but why is the power far greater than mine?"

Tang San Xiaowu, who was watching the battle from a distance, saw that Wufeng was covered in blood, and there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes, and he wanted to speak but was stopped by Flender.

"These injuries don't matter, Sword Douluo's predecessor is actually pointing out Wufeng now! this is his chance, you can watch it carefully!"

Ning Rongrong stomped his foot hard, threw himself into Ning Fengzhi's arms and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, the old man pouted, and whispered hatefully: "Grandpa Sword is really, why is it so heavy......"

Ning Fengzhi patted his daughter's back and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, Grandpa Jian is very measured in his hands, and there will be no problems......"

Speaking of this, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, usually Ning Rongrong was very dependent on Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu, why did he actually do it for an outsider today......

This is not right!

As soon as he thought of this, Ning Fengzhi's heart suddenly tightened, and his eyes looking at Wufeng instantly sharpened......

In the middle of the field, Wufeng gritted his teeth and tried his best to swing his fists to resist Sword Douluo's endless attacks, but he felt that his hands were getting heavier and heavier, and the surging holy power also became a little sluggish, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would soon be defeated!

"Why is the same amount of power so different?" Wufeng's eyes were full of incomprehension and unwillingness.

At this moment, Sword Douluo's clear voice suddenly came into his ears: "The essence of sword intent and fist intent is the same, both are special powers produced by spiritual condensation to the extreme!"

The soul power was originally weak and powerless, but with the blessing of the sword intent, it became a sword qi that cut through everything!

The same is true of fist intent, the key lies in two words, condensed ......"

Wufeng's heart moved, this was Sword Douluo's comprehension of sword intent, this was teaching himself by word and deed!

"Condensation! Yes, it is condensation! The sword qi that Sword Douluo casts seems to be cast from fine iron, but my Sun Holy Fist is just a piece of dough, and the same amount of soul power is injected, of course, the power is far less!"

An astonishing look bloomed in Wufeng's eyes, and the six reincarnation fist intents that were difficult to touch in the past suddenly came to my heart!

"No wonder I haven't been able to get started before, it turns out that the six realms of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist are not the six realms of the Hell Dao Shura Dao that I thought they were, but the six realms of the fist technique! The first realm is condensation! Only with enough condensed power can we exert enough lethality!"

Wufeng only felt that he had never felt the true meaning of the Six Realms of Reincarnation Fist so clearly, and an indescribable Dao sound resounded in his mind, as if the gods and Buddhas of the heavens were teaching the Heavenly Dao Truth in his sea of knowledge!

And at this time, Sword Douluo's attack did not stop, but became stronger and stronger, and the sword qi became more and more dense, and in the blink of an eye, there were several more wounds on Wufeng's body!

But Wufeng's consciousness at this time has been immersed in the six reincarnation fist intent, and he is unaware of the injuries in his body!

He just instinctively swung his fist, resisting the increasingly fierce sword qi!

"Condense, condense ......"

Wufeng muttered in a low voice, and slowly, the piercing golden light on his fist became weaker and weaker, gradually turning from strong to flat, and at first glance it seemed that it was unsustainable under the siege of sword qi, and it would soon be swallowed by the sea of sword qi.

However, the strange thing is that after the golden light dimmed, the windless figure was much calmer in the sword qi!

His punches and kicks looked the same as before, but the sword light that originally required ten punches to shatter now only took five or six punches!

The original Sun Sacred Fist was like a spread dough, but now it gathered and turned into a solid ball!

Sword Douluo was in the field, and of course he was the first to discover the change without wind.

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect that in just a few breaths, Wufeng had already mastered the method of condensing fist intent?

Wufeng was still immersed in the comprehension of the fist intent, but the original surging holy power in his body was under the control of the condensing fist intent, and it slowly calmed down.

In the very center of the Sea of Suffering, a small whirlpool gradually took shape, and as soon as it appeared, it sucked a large piece of nearby holy power into it, and after the rotation and condensation of the whirlpool, tons of holy power finally turned into a drop of extremely brilliant holy liquid!

With a movement of his mind, Wufeng mobilized this drop of holy power, injected it into his fist along the meridians, and unleashed the Sun Holy Fist again.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering loud noise suddenly stunned the onlookers, only to see that the sword qi that originally surrounded Wufeng's whole body was impenetrable, but a gap appeared in front of him!

Wufeng's punch just now actually shattered several sword qi!

You know, he originally wanted to shatter a sword qi at least ten punches!

Sword Douluo's heart skipped a beat, this kid really mastered the trick of power condensation so quickly!

Thinking back to the time it took him to realize this step in the first place, Sword Douluo suddenly wanted to give himself a sword......

Fortunately, he quickly found an excuse to comfort himself: "Well, it must be the old man who taught him well!"