Ding Peng held the stiff rope of the yellow-maned horse in one hand, stood in place and closed his eyes and cultivated himself, while beside Ding Peng lay a person whose body was twisted into a zigzag shape, screaming continuously......

Half an hour passed, people from all directions came to gather around Ding Peng, and when the number of people reached thousands, as if agreed, everyone rushed towards Ding Peng, and behind them there was still a steady stream of warriors coming. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Kill! Kill this son of a bitch! ”

Ding Peng tied the stiff rope of the yellow-maned horse to the arm of the screaming man on the ground, so that at least the survival of the yellow-maned horse could be guaranteed.

The fingertips of the palms of the hands were wrapped in sharp black flames, and the figures shuttled through the crowd at will, and the black flames pierced the throats one by one, leaving the figures who fell to the ground one by one.

In group battles, the seemingly majestic range attacks are majestic, and the kills are extremely pleasant, but the consumption of true qi is also huge, and a lot of waste is wasted, and it is the most efficient way to exchange the most direct damage with the smallest consumption of true qi like Ding Peng.

These civilian warriors were horrified to find that the invincible tactics of the sea of people against the big family in the past did not seem to work at all at this time, the figure in the crowd was like a ghost, no one could touch the corner of his clothes at all, and every time he dodged, he would leave a corpse on the ground.

Dealing with these martial arts level is only one level, no matter how many people there are, there is no pressure on Ding Peng, Ding Peng is just a mechanical dodge, a mechanical wave of his hand, harvesting human lives one by one, and even thinking about which task to do to obtain space equipment in his heart.

Looking up at the sky, his eyes didn't look at the opponents in front of him, the bored Ding Peng's heart gradually began to empty, and suddenly, Ding Peng was stunned to find that his mind just now was actually sinking into self-cultivation;

"What's going on?" Ding Peng, who came back to his senses, instantly broke away from the state of self-cultivation; "Try again!"

Immediately, Ding Peng began to recall his state just now, so that his mind gradually emptied, but when Ding Peng deliberately wanted to find that state, it didn't feel right, and Ding Peng, who didn't give up, kept trying.

The surrounding warriors gradually found that Ding Peng's movements were getting slower and slower, and his attack moves were not as sharp as before, and they shouted in their hearts; This bastard has finally reached his limit, hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer......

After the rebirth of the warrior, from the rebirth point on the way to join a passing small sect at will, and then rejoin the battle, and continue to call friends, a few hours passed, the flow of people besieging Ding Peng did not decrease, a steady stream of people joined the siege of Ding Peng, and the dense crowd occupied the entire mountain road.

Ding Peng finally realized a mistake in his past, Ding Peng always thought that as long as he exercised combat and self-cultivation into physical instincts, he could cultivate himself while fighting, but at this time it seems that things are not so simple, Ding Peng has already understood at this time that in order to achieve that state, he must first enter the realm of no moves.

Fighting while self-cultivation, most of your mind is focused on self-cultivation, and it doesn't give you time to react and think when facing the enemy!

It seems to be a very simple truth to win without moves, but in fact, any martial arts has moves, and what moves should be made at what time, which is an instinctive reaction and a subconscious behavior of people who practice martial arts all year round, which does not mean that there are no moves.

Of course, no tricks doesn't mean that you can reach the legendary realm of no moves if you don't learn moves at all.

The learning of moves from simple to complex, and then the comprehension of simplifying from complex, learning all the tricks and then forgetting everything, no tricks is a kind of transformation to refute the truth, and it is a kind of condensation that washes away the lead!

With Ding Peng's cultivation now, coupled with the precipitation of more than 100 years in his previous life, he still doesn't dare to say that he has entered the realm of no tricks.

In his previous life, Ding Peng began to specialize in martial arts thirty years after entering the Pangu world, and when he was sixty years old, he thought that he had entered the realm of no moves, but ten years later, he found that he had only touched a threshold, and after another ten years, he found that he was still just outside the door!

Only now did Ding Peng really dare to say that he had touched the artistic conception of no tricks.

When Hu Bayi received the report from his subordinates, Ding Peng had been killed for six hours, Hu Bayi frowned deeply, and some of the people who joined the Shura Hall had already told him that this Ding Peng was the chief disciple of the Shura Palace, and since he was the chief disciple, then he must be a member of the big family.

What shocked Hu Bayi was that this Ding Peng's strength was too strong, and six hours had passed, but he did not show any fatigue;

"Take me to see it!" Hu Bayi decided to meet this Ding Peng;

On the hillside behind the crowd, Hu Bayi looked at Ding Peng in the distance and was silent, since Hu Bayi arrived here, two more hours have passed, and the moon on the horizon has risen, but Ding Peng in the distance is still killing.

Hu Bayi suddenly felt that his previous thoughts were very wrong, what is the use of having more people? This is the Pangu world, this is a world where manpower can defy the sky, only strength is fundamental!

Eight hours, killing for a full eight hours, Ding Peng has begun to adapt to fighting while self-cultivation at this time, removing the black flame on his fingertips, Ding Peng directly used his fists and the strength of his body to wipe out one warrior after another.

Ding Peng had forgotten how many people he had killed, and at first Ding Peng would pay attention to the murderous value, but after Ding Peng sank into self-cultivation, he seemed to have forgotten his original idea of brushing up the murderous value, and was just obsessed with that kind of realm without tricks.

What moves should I use? What moves will you use? Ding Peng forgot, really forgot, his empty eyes looked ahead without focus, and casually twisted the neck of a warrior who rushed towards him.