Zhanjia Qianjun Fist contains a total of thirteen changes, and the thirteen dozen broken vines are multiplied together, attacking the opponent's vital points in a very short period of time, and achieving the effect of killing.

Zhan Feihong has been exposed to the old man since he was a child, and his mastery of the essence of Qianjun Quan is not inferior to that of the two uncles.

Now he has cast thirteen dozen broken vines, although it is the first run-in, but he has his hands on it.

Collapse, inch, lean, suddenly, through, hook, disc and other skills, following the pace of the teenager constantly slammed the surrounding air, and the breakthrough point swayed with golden ripples, spreading outward like a circle of light, and the shock was buzzing.

And the golden spirit veins that were half-hidden and half-visible on the arm before gradually revealed its traces.

"Hum—"

Hearing only a roar, Zhan Feihong turned over and leaped up, and his small body stepped out a distance of several feet, landing in front of a boulder that looked extremely hard. The surging golden waves brought up by the arms drew a circle of golden light in the air, converging into a thick streamer, like a rainbow.

Suddenly, the aura retracted, converging on the fist, and at the same time as the young man's front foot landed, the final blow of the broken vine thirteen strikes also slammed.

Strangely, within a breath of the punch, the boulder did not react, as if he had missed it.

But at the moment when the fist left the surface of the rock, it was like the sound of a thousand pounds of gunpowder exploding and stopped abruptly, shaking Zhan Feihong's eardrums and almost stumbling to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the boulder shattered from the inside out, and for a time the sky was full of stone chips, but fortunately he was quick with his hands and eyes, and he hugged his head and lay down, otherwise he would have been affected and his skin and flesh would have been opened.

Finally waited until the billowing droplets settled down, Zhan Feihong stood up straight, took off his burqa and trembled for a long time before he could barely see the original color of his robe.

"It's a big fuss. He couldn't help but shake his head, waved his arm and looked at it, the invisible veins that depended on the outside of the body had not completely subsided at this time, and were still faintly shining.

It seems that this spiritual period is really going to enter the country with force!

Smiling slightly, the boy grabbed the center part of the boulder and rubbed it gently, turning into dust and flying away.

Imagine what kind of effect this punch would have if it hit the human body? I'm afraid that only an earth-based cultivator of that kind of spiritual realm can barely bear it.

"What are you doing?" Just as Zhan Feihong clapped his hands, ready to continue cultivating, a question came from not far away.

"Are you awake?" Seeing Miss Su's half-squinted eyes, Zhan Feihong hurriedly put on his robe.

"I can't wake up with such a big movement. Su Chuanfang stretched and said helplessly.

"I'm sorry to make you noisy. Zhan Feihong looked sorry.

Miss Su walked up to the young man, blinked her eyes, and asked curiously, "Are you practicing, why are you making a mess?"

"I, I didn't expect this stone to explode from it, as soon as I couldn't dodge, I 。。。。。。 Zhan Feihong felt very embarrassed when he heard the other party's question, after all, this punch was swung by himself, how could he not know the weight of it?

This kind of behavior, which is not even able to grasp the proportions, can only be done by those Lingmeng children who have just entered the path of cultivation.

"You burst the stone?" However, Su Chuanfang's attention was not on his miss, but on the result.

Saying that, the girl did exactly the same thing as Zhan Feihong just now, and she also stretched out her slender jade hand, grabbed the stone foam, and sprinkled it gently.

Seeing the wisp of gray smoke in front of her, the girl's heart couldn't help but surge.

As a member of the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf Sect, she has seen countless demon cultivators, among whom there are not a few in the spirit stage and the spirit stage.

But she had never seen a demon cultivator at these two stages be able to display such an explosive spiritual martial arts technique.

You must know that it is simple to break a stone, and even breaking a stone is not a difficult task for demon cultivators in the spiritual period.

But to beat a stone into powder, it requires extremely terrifying explosive power. In particular, the part that is crumbled into powder is not the surface, but the core of the boulder.

This kind of strength can be said to be the ultimate play of the word "through".

Of course, in the spiritual period, there is nothing to show off about this matter, but Su Chuanfang couldn't be clearer about the strength of the young man. Although he has the little secret of crossing the border for a short time, in terms of real strength, he has only just reached the Ten Patterns Agility.

Listening to Zhan Feihong talk about those pasts, his family couldn't even reach the threshold of the second-rate, why did he have such a magical spiritual martial arts technique?

Could it be。。。。。。

Su Chuanfang naturally contacted the snake hairpin owned by Zhan Feihong's mother, and stopped reverie.

She sighed softly, still remembering the old saying: If I had known you five years earlier, how good it would have been!

"What's wrong?" Zhan Feihong asked a little puzzled when he saw Miss Su's face uncertain.

Su Chuanfang hurriedly put on a smiling face and said, "It's okay, your clothes are so dirty that they don't look good, let's go to the city to change." By the way, I also satisfied my appetite, I was dry food and meat all day long, and my stomach was very uncomfortable. ”

Zhan Feihong has never liked to get to the bottom of things, although there are so many secrets in Miss Su, she has never done anything to be sorry for herself, so why gossip so much. nodded in agreement, to be honest, this outfit is indeed a little numb, making his whole body itchy and prickly, I really want to take it off immediately.

But due to weathering, he had to endure it silently, and now that the girl took the initiative to bring it up, he naturally had no opinion.

After walking for more than an hour, the two of them finally walked along the main road to a small town, during which they did not bump into the demon cultivator who planned to kill people and seize treasures like Uncle Hornet again, nor did they encounter the spiritual cultivator who offered a bounty.

Secretly glad, Zhan Feihong found a family that was easier to talk to, bought the set with silver taels, and shook off the ashes on his body by the way. This outfit just matches his unattractive appearance, and it feels like whoever inadvertently glances at it will involuntarily withdraw their gaze.

Zhan Feihong was helpless in his heart, but Miss Su was very happy with his dress, and she didn't know what she was satisfied with.

The two of them entered a small restaurant by the way, and they wanted to serve a meal, and they ate deliciously, and suddenly saw four people chatting and opening the curtain and walking into the restaurant.

"Lin Shao, please come here!" Without waiting for the four of them to speak, Xiao Er next to him bent down and flattered the person in front of him with a flattering expression.

This man was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and although he wore brocade clothes and jade pendants, although they were all high-quality things, they could be matched very incongruously, and he looked very tacky, like the son of an upstart.

He then threw Xiao Er a silver ingot, and swept all the diners in the restaurant with his spare eyes, his eyes resting on the table of the boy and girl.