has a similar physical advantage, but at first glance, the kung fu lung punch hit Tang Song's abdomen.

Tang Song wanted to stop it too late, gritted his teeth and kicked his legs, and with one move, the holy monk swept the court and forcibly distanced himself from Gu Ming.

This fist also invaded Tang Song's body in the next moment, and unlike the strength of the heart-damaging technique, which was bright and dark, this lung-hurting fist brought only one force.

But after this fist entered the human body, it actually wrapped around itself, endlessly. And the blood qi in his body was also distorted under this fist force, and Tang Song found that his aura also began to be disordered.

The aura imported by the warrior from the outside world will form a unique spiritual power according to its own special operation mode, which is called the internal force by the Chinese warrior.

At this time, Tang Song found that the spiritual power generated by his cultivation of Siamese Fist could not offset the fist strength brought by the Lung Wounding Technique, and his blood and qi would boil even more under the forcible operation of the spiritual power.

A fishy smell came from his lungs, and Tang Song felt the breath of blood in the breath.

I didn't expect this Seven Wounds Fist to be so domineering!.

Wen Xue watched from the side and was frightened, and asked Rosika, "Sister, who do you say will win between Big Brother Ace and that young master of the underworld!" ”

Rosika kept watching Gu Ming and Tang Song fight, and said at this moment: "In terms of cultivation, this Gu Ming is even better." However, Tang Song also has a lot of means, and he may not necessarily suffer. ”

"Tang Song?" Wen Xue looked curiously at Tang Songdao, who was fighting with Gu Ming, "Are you talking about Big Brother Ace?" ”

Rosika's eyelids jumped, knowing that she had missed her mouth, and explained: "Well, Ace's Chinese name is Tang Song. The Tang of the Tang Dynasty, the pine of the pine tree. ”

Rosika thought about it, anyway, Tang Song also decided to continue using his previous name, so it didn't matter much if he said it himself. Besides, this name is actually really popular.

Feeling the fist power that was constantly scurrying in his body, Tang Song's eyes widened, since the spiritual power of the martial artist could not be resolved, then use the spiritual power of the apocalypse.

"Those who are angry, resist the wind with emptiness. Attract the power of all things in the universe and pass through the spirits of yin and yang, gods and demons......"

Since everything in this universe will be forcibly taken away by my spirit of the apocalypse, what is your mere strength!

In the inner vision, the spirit of the apocalypse emitted a gentle soft light in the skull, and the power of the blood veins turned into streams of spiritual power and killed the fists in the body.

The strength of the lung-wounding fist is like a big fish covered in a fishing net, constantly struggling around. Sensing the restless fist, Tang Song shouted angrily in his heart, and this fishing net instantly contracted, strangling this big fish on the spot!

Gu Ming's figure had also rushed to Tang Song, jumped forward, and kicked down at Tang Song. The wild donkey kick is extremely ingenious, and it can gather all its own strength to the root of its own foot, so it is also very lethal.

However, the use of wild donkey pedals also requires a lot of cultivation from the martial artist himself, which shows that Gu Ming is not like an ordinary gentleman who can only embroider his legs with fists.

Tang Song grinned, and also avoided Gu Ming's kick with the mountain god in the Siamese fist, and pushed his backhand to Gu Ming's face with his elbow.

Although this wild donkey pedal is extremely lethal, it can almost be said that the whole body is flawed after penetrating all the strength of the whole body under the feet.

Gu Ming also took advantage of Tang Song's breath disorder under his lung injury, and he was no longer able to fight back, so he adopted this trick.

But he obviously miscalculated, Tang Song's skills were still agile, as if he had injured his lungs.

But Gu Ming's body had already rushed downward at this time because of the inertia of the wild donkey's pedal, and Tang Song's blow to the mountain god made a comeback, as if Gu Ming had taken the initiative to lean his face over and let the family beat him.

Helpless, Gu Ming could only hurriedly block his arms in front of him and took the elbow blow.

After falling to the ground, Gu Ming rolled on the spot, narrowly avoiding Tang Song's next kick.

The two fought against each other for a few more rounds, but it was difficult for each other to suppress each other. Gu Mingsheng is stronger than Tang Song in his own cultivation, and the Seven Injuries Fist is domineering and direct. Tang Song's Siamese fist is swift, and with the assistance of the spirit of the apocalypse, his own aura is abundant.

After fighting for a while, Gu Ming also noticed that something was wrong, and said in his heart: "Why does this kid look like he can't get tired all the time." No, if you continue to consume him like this, you will inevitably be exhausted! ”

After checking the punch with one move, Gu Ming pulled away his body that was glued with Tang Song again.

"Tang Song, you took the first two tricks of my Seven Injuries Fist in a row, I don't know if you can take the third trick!" Gu Ming let out a loud shout, and transported his internal force into his right arm.

"The name of the trick destroys the liver and the intestines!" As he spoke, Gu Ming also punched Tang Song. This punch Gu Ming exposed his entire body in front of Tang Song. If Tang Song shot at him now, Gu Ming would either die or be injured, and the same Gu Ming's punch would also fall on Tang Song.

But this is the essence of the Seven Wounds Fist, fearless, killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred!

It was impossible for Tang Song to ignore the power of this punch, so he could only frown and condense all the martial cultivation aura in the palm of his hand, and at the same time, the spirit of the apocalypse operated with all its might, spreading the power of the bloodline all over the body to prevent the fist power that destroyed the liver and intestines from attacking into the body.

The fight had already entered the white-hot stage, and Rosika looked at Gu Ming and said with appreciation: "I have heard the name of the Seven Injuries Fist, look at this Gu Ming's move and indeed get the mystery of this punch intent." ”

Tang Song and Gu Ming collided with one palm and one fist, and at the same time took a step back. Gu Ming only felt the stinging pain in the tiger's mouth, and when he looked down, he saw that the flesh of his right hand had been cracked, and blood was constantly flowing out from the tiger's mouth.

The fist strength was blocked by Tang Song's palm, and it slowly dispersed in his hand.

It was so easy to break this punch! Tang Song was overjoyed in his heart, and when he was about to withdraw the power of the blood veins in his body, these scattered fist forces actually condensed into wisps of sharp and tricky force along Tang Song's arm and attacked into his body.

The momentum was so turbulent that Tang Song didn't have time to mobilize his martial arts spiritual power and the spirit of the apocalypse, and these dozen or so fists had already come from his arm to his body, and Tang Song only had time to use his vitality to protect his various internal organs under the urgency of the situation.

After Gu Ming glanced at Wen Xue and Rosika, he sat down calmly to adjust his internal breath, which was also a great loss to him.

That woman should also be a cultivator! Gu Ming said in her heart, but she didn't seem to want to meddle in this matter.

Tang Song's blood and qi were all disordered at this time, and these dozen or so fists were extremely agile in his body, although he couldn't attack his internal organs for a while, but the damage to his flesh and bones was also very great.

It is very difficult for the vitality in one's own body to carry out the process of killing them. Ten or so minutes later, when there were only four punches left, Tang Song finally couldn't suppress the tumbling blood, and with a "wow", he spit out a large mouthful of turbid blood.

And Gu Ming also finished recuperating his internal breath at this time, and walked towards Tang Song with a sneer: "I thought you kid was so capable!" ”

Tang Song wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned at Gu Ming, and a heart-like picture and text quietly emerged in his palm......

First Quarter Moon: I'm a little busy at the end, and the update speed may slow down, but try to keep it updated every day. And the Divine Punishment has nearly 100,000 words one after another, and people who like this book still hope to be able to support the first quarter of the moon, and the road to writing is a bit lonely, but everything is like this, and I am willing to grow up with you.

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