The seventh level is guarded by a law enforcer who is good at evolving boxing, and his cultivation is in the Five Realms of the Gods.

"If you can beat me in the field of boxing, I should admire it!" The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, dressed in a black robe, tall and heroic, with a rugged appearance.

"Okay, then I'll use the Xuanyuan family's Qiankun Ninety-Nine Fist to meet this senior for a while!" Wu Heng readily agreed.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you a demon monk?"

Wu Heng said: "I am naturally a Terran monk!"

"The Qiankun Ninety-Nine Fist is the secret method of the Demon Clan, how did you learn it as a Terran monk?"

"Oh, my predecessor has been trapped in the forbidden area for so long, and he actually knows about Qiankun Ninety-Nine Punches?"

"The Xuanyuan family's Qiankun Ninety-Nine Fists are famous all over the world, I naturally know that the most domineering boxing method in the world is none other than it, this domineering boxing method has never been passed on, even if it is a demon monk, it is extremely difficult to have the opportunity to refer to it, could it be that you steal the master to get it?"

"Definitely, this fist technique was taught by my third grandfather!"

"Who is your third grandfather?"

"Xuanyuan Tree, he's a demon monk. ”

"Your third grandfather is a demon monk, but you are a human, oh, I see, your father is a human, but your mother is a demon monk. ”

"Not bad. ”

Hearing Wu Heng's affirmative answer, the middle-aged man was relieved and said with some emotion: " At the beginning, I asked myself to be quite accomplished in the field of boxing, but only defeated by your Xuanyuan family's Qiankun Ninety-Nine Punches, hundreds of years I have been trapped in the forbidden area and meditated, and finally have a way to crack it, but no one will make the Qiankun Ninety-Nine Fists to break for me, and now it just so happens that I have met a descendant of the Xuanyuan family who can use the Qiankun Divine Fist, but you don't let me down, at least thirty punches, so that I can confidently speculate whether I can defeat the Xuanyuan family powerhouse who fought back then. ”

"Oh, do you have a way to crack it?" Wu Heng also came to be interested, how domineering Qiankun Ninety-Nine Punches were, he knew best in his heart that this fist method, the power of each punch was superimposed on each other, and in the last few punches, it was not impossible to defeat a strong man who was three or four small realms stronger than himself!

"Qiankun Ninety-Nine Punches One punch is powerful by one punch, but there is a fatal weakness!"

"What Achilles' heel?" Wu Heng frowned.

"Hehe, you'll know later!" the middle-aged man smiled mysteriously, and then stretched out his calloused hands, which were weather-beaten, but also revealed a sense of heaviness that had been battle-hardened.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged man suddenly clenched his hands into fists, and charged like a tiger, his momentum skyrocketed, and his body was covered in blue light.

Seeing this, Wu Heng immediately counterattacked, his right hand clenched into a fist was shining with golden light, and he evolved the Qiankun Divine Fist to blast towards the opponent.

"Bang!"

A small golden sun rushed out from Wu Heng's fist, the first punch of Qiankun!

"Okay, good, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!" Seeing that Wu Heng had really evolved the Qiankun Divine Fist, the middle-aged man's face showed excitement. His lifelong wish was to crack the domineering boxing method of the Xuanyuan family, and he thought that he would not be able to realize his wish if he was trapped in the forbidden area, but who knew that God suddenly opened his eyes and sent such a young man!

"Seven Absolute Fists!"

The middle-aged man let out a deep sigh, and his fist technique was ethereal, looking extremely profound.

"Boom!"

The golden fist flew out of thin air and collided with the middle-aged man's fist, and the golden fist was directly shattered, and they were evenly divided, and there was no victory or defeat in sight.

The second and third punches also ended in the same way.

The Qiankun Ninety-Nine Fist became more and more powerful the more it went to the back, Wu Heng should have nothing to worry about, but at this moment, his face was extremely solemn, and he discovered a terrifying fact.

His second and third punches were stacked with no strength.

"My technique is not wrong, why can't the force of inertia take effect?" Wu Heng muttered to himself in his heart, and after repeatedly confirming that it was not his own problem, he began to focus on the other party.

Although Qiankun's ninety-nine punches were punched with the power of Jing Yuan, Wu Heng could still feel the feeling of the two sides colliding.

He found that his fist was smashed against the middle-aged man's fist, and he always had a feeling of embarrassment, that is, he had the strength but could not hit the other party.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth punches passed, and it was still the same!

The middle-aged man's face did not change, he took thirteen punches in a row, and said with a crazy look on his face: "Great, it seems that I have cracked the Xuanyuan family's domineering fist technique!"

The power of Wu Heng's thirteenth punch is exactly the same as the first punch, and there is no change at all, so naturally he can't hurt the other party.

"How can this be?" Xuehua was secretly anxious beside her, she knew that Wu Heng's Qiankun Ninety-Nine Fist had always been invincible, but now it seemed to have no effect, and she was frequently found by the other party to fight back.

"It's all flaws, you're full of flaws!" The middle-aged man smiled faintly, after bearing the thirteenth punch of Qiankun, he suddenly attacked, the fist in his hand was shining with blue light, and he evolved an extremely profound boxing technique, which was clearly visible to the naked eye, but he felt that he couldn't see clearly.

"Oops, can't get away from it...... He actually knew the flaws in my punches. Wu Heng's heart was not good, he had no time to use the Void Displacement, and he could only be forced to be hit in the chest by the opponent's fist.

"Poof!"

Wu Heng's face changed drastically, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat.

"What kind of punch is this, ignoring my body and hitting my internal organs!" he found himself suffering from a pang of angic in his heart and suffered a loss.

"Seven absolute fists, unloading and fighting, mainly soft, supplemented by rigidity, I created my own!" the middle-aged man smiled, and before Wu Heng counterattacked, he retreated to a hundred meters away with an ethereal body.

It seems that the middle-aged man is still quite jealous of Wu Heng, and he did not press forward step by step because he hurt the other party, but calmly chose to retreat strategically.

"The sixth child has two hits, and he actually hurt this kid!"

The rest of the forbidden area enforcers also breathed a sigh of relief, Wu Heng broke five levels in a row, and finally was blocked in this seventh level!

However, after the middle-aged man retreated, his heart was overturned, and the smile on his face gradually converged, and the timing of his punch was grasped, so that the other party could not hide, and he also used all his strength, but it was such a fatal punch that hit the heart, and the young demon was just spitting blood, and he could still stand straight!

This kind of opportunity is used for the first time, and there will never be a second time, and the master moves are like this.

It's impossible for someone to show the same flaw and give you a chance to hit a second lethal attack.

Seeing that Wu Heng was injured, Xuehua and Cold Frost were both worried, and Xuehua said in a loud voice: "Wuheng, you come down first to recuperate, and I will break through this seventh level!"

"No need, I already know how to deal with him!" Wu Heng left a back for the two beauties behind him in a chic manner, raised his head and chest, his eyes became sharp, and he said to the middle-aged man who was a hundred meters away in front of him: "Seven absolute fists, unload the force, no wonder my Qiankun ninety-nine punches can't be superimposed on each other, it turns out that you have removed all my fist strength, and then it is a boxing method based on soft fists, so my physical defense can be easily broken for you......"

"You are very smart, you immediately understood the reason for your failure, but your physical defense is not easy to break, I don't think I will have a second chance to make such a good move!

"Oh, why do you say that?" Wu Heng wondered.

The middle-aged man said: "You have already lost to me in the field of boxing, so I will naturally break the domineering boxing method of the Xuanyuan family!"

"Before I finished fighting, how do you know that I lost to you in the field of boxing? I only threw thirteen punches, and there are eighty-two punches left!"

"What? And eighty-two punches? Could it be that you can evolve the Qiankun Ninety-Nine Fists to the ultimate ninety-nine punches?" The middle-aged man's eyelids jumped, and his face looked incredulous.

"Boom"

It is impossible to say that Wu Heng's fourteenth punch has been played.

The middle-aged man hurriedly used the Seven Absolute Punches to remove the power of the Qiankun Ninety-Nine Punches, as long as he grasped it properly, even if Wu Heng punched the Ninety-Nine Punches, the power would be the same as the power of the first punch, and he would definitely win!

But as Wu Heng's punching speed became faster and faster, the middle-aged man began to be a little overwhelmed, panting, and the original confidence on his face began to become dignified.

"Hmph, that's the case, as soon as I speed up the speed of the punch, he can't keep up with the rhythm!" Wu Heng smiled in his heart, and increased the speed of the punch to the extreme, he could hit three golden fists in one second, which was his limit, three punches in a row, and when he hit a punch, he had to rotate around his body to achieve the purpose of inertia.

The middle-aged man couldn't bear it all of a sudden, Wu Heng originally had one punch per second, and he could skillfully remove the strength in it, but at this moment, he could only remove one of the punches with three punches at once, and the other two fists had to be carried hard!

In this way, the power of the fourteenth punch is removed, but the power of the fifteenth punch and the sixteenth punch can be superimposed.

In the calculation, the power of the seventeen punches is unloaded, and the eighteen and nineteen punches can be stacked.

For every six punches that Wu Heng throws, there are four punches that can be added together.

When Wu Heng threw seventy-six punches, in addition to the thirteen punches that had been completely removed from the previous punches, there were still sixty-three punches, and the sixty-three punches were forty-one punches without one-third, and the power of the full forty-one fists was already quite terrifying.

"Boom!"

The power of forty-one punches superimposed into a golden sun the size of a house, streaked through the dark canyon, and rushed towards the middle-aged man like a fireball.

Wu Heng's fist was fierce and domineering, and it was extremely arrogant, to the point where the power was superimposed to forty-one punches, and the middle-aged man's soft fist could no longer be dissolved, and it was blasted out and slammed into the canyon cliff.

"Wow"

He spat blood from his mouth, his face turned white, and his heart was bitter.

I thought that I could crack the domineering fist method of the Xuanyuan family in my lifetime, but now it seems that it is all empty!

In fact, he has already broken the domineering fist of the Xuanyuan family, at least the fist of most of the masters of the Xuanyuan family, but the opponent he encountered was too terrifying, Wu Heng was unprecedented, he was the only one who could hit the Qiankun Divine Fist three times in a row at the same time, it was simply unbreakable.

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