Knock knock knock!

With Duan Zhen's loud roar, more than a thousand people behind him suddenly became stunned.

Then, a deafening and intense singing voice suddenly erupted.

It's a very creative song.

The lyrics are like a gorgeous and beautiful prose poem, and they are extremely vivid and powerful to sing.

Although there is no melodic accompaniment, just a cappella can make anyone feel that extremely intuitive emotion.

Agitated, sonorous, and inspiring.

The young people of Fusang who were singing on the field were almost instantly suppressed by this thicker, more intense, and more uplifting singing!

The lyrics in their mouths suddenly became slow, as if there was an irresistible force in their hearts constantly interfering and repelling them.

For a moment, the surrounding air ignited two extremely distinct emotions.

One is ambitious, the other is tragic and tragic.

And that high-spirited heart is fierce and powerful, like the combined forces of heaven and earth, and it is powerful in all directions.

"Take our flesh and blood! Build our new Great Wall! ”

Duan Zhen also sang loudly, his voice was the loudest and loudest.

The Giant Python Swallowing Pill Qi in his body was repeatedly compressed, solidifying to an unprecedented level.

In the middle of the operation, it was like a giant steam boiler that continued to roar and roar.

And the next step of his feet, every inch of force used the diamond hammer strength in the old frame of Tai Chi, with an extremely open and divergent power.

This force is extremely strong and is the most violent method of luck in Tai Chi.

slammed into the ground one after another, stepping the granite concrete floor out of extremely deep holes.

And the wind that had been surrounding him all the time, like a whirlpool eye, wantonly mixed with the gravel that had been stepped on.

The passionate singing of the chorus of thousands of people almost shook the earth, calling for wind and rain to move forward.

Their minds seemed to have formed a sharp sword at this moment, breaking through the vastness of heaven and earth, and returning the mountains and rivers to Qingming.

That will is incomparably firm, full of the meaning of protection and resistance, and instantly overwhelmed the singing of Fusang in the field.

"How is that possible... The spirit of my Yamato nation is unexpectedly invincible! ”

The old man holding the box in the distance spoke miserably.

When the Chinese national anthem sounded, he immediately felt the indomitable and passionate power.

That force was extremely strong and deep, and it was not something they could resist at all.

He also felt that the fighting spirit of the young people on the field was rapidly fading, as if facing an unstoppable enemy, unable to sing the soul of the nation anymore.

The old man's expression changed greatly, the physical body can be killed, but the spirit cannot!

"Gentlemen! Again! ”

With a long roar, he slammed more than ten steps on the ground, and all the energy in his body was concentrated between his chest and abdomen, and he immediately raised the voice he was singing to the maximum.

His whole body flashed an extremely abnormal bright red, and every piece of skin became black and purple, and he was already overdrawing his life to exert his strength!

The young Fusang on the field immediately felt that their momentum had risen again, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the old man together.

Then I saw the scene of trying my best, spitting out liver and gallbladder blood, and burning the light of life.

"May my emperor...!"

Tears welled up in their eyes, and suddenly they all closed in unison.

Almost in a moment, they stood up as a human wall, blocking Duan Zhen's face.

And that singing is getting louder and louder.

They were all not afraid of death.

Even if he saw Duan Zhen's posture of leaning and destroying everything with the wind, he was not afraid at all.

"The spirit of a nation can only be defeated by a spirit stronger than it."

Duan Zhen saw the scene in front of him and groaned slightly.

As a native of China, he had a deep hostility and hatred for Fusang since he was a child.

Every time he looks at history, what the other party has done makes him extremely angry.

That's when I can't wait to go on the field in person, go back to that era, and kill the offenders.

But he doesn't have extreme thoughts, at least he doesn't have the idea of slaughtering everyone in Fuso.

"This time, it's just about the position!"

Duan Zhen's eyes froze, his body did not pause at all, and he stepped abruptly again.

"Onward! Advance! Go ahead! ”

The singing voice that had been filling the air instantly sublimated again, as if breaking through the top of the clouds, and then going further.

Breaking through all the difficulties and obstacles, and finally stepping on the unknown bright future!

More than a thousand people walked slowly behind Duan Zhen, and when the last seven words were sung, they also stepped violently at the same time.

Every step is calm and powerful, fearless.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

As the last word was sung, Duan Zhen let out a long roar again, and all his spiritual power was released at this moment.

The gravel wind that surrounded his body, like an innate qi, instantly rushed towards all the young Fusang people who stood in front of him.

This time, the power was even more fierce than the first time he unleashed it!

The air was compressed to an extremely heavy degree, and it actually formed an awl-like wave of air, which swept away blatantly!

Whew!

The sound of air explosion, the impact of flesh and blood, and the sound of broken bones and tendons rose one after another.

The wall of people standing in front of him was torn open by the wind that pierced through the sky.

The wind invades like fire, and the mind is unstoppable.

Those young people in Fusang had no power to resist at all, and one by one they were like being attacked by air bombs, bounced off one after another, and became a mess.

"Stop!"

When the old man standing at the end saw this scene, he immediately spat out a mouthful of red blood.

He felt that as everyone continued to fall, the spirit hanging in his heart gradually began to shatter.

Thousands of them sang tragically, and the Yamato national spirit formed was defeated again.

Although the young people present did not die, after this battle, I am afraid that it will be difficult to further the martial arts for life

Even more seriously, even the spirit of maintaining the nation in their hearts will be shaken.

"Ahhh

The old man moved suddenly, and he pulled out the long knife on his waist almost instantly, like a crescent moon, slashing at Duan Zhen who was slowly coming.

"I'm Beichenan, and I will never back down!"

He roared with rage, and the knife used all its power.

The nine major acupoints around him all agitated their energy, and the sword light flashed through the air, setting off a trace of strong wind, and attacked straight towards Duan Zhen.

In the flow of that energy, he is also a great master at the peak of his strength.

"Hokshin Temple? Very good. Your spirit, your martial will, I have seen it. ”

Duan Zhen saw that the old man reported his name and slashed with a long knife, but he didn't stop at all.

It's still the same forward attitude.

As he went, he just raised his palm and pinched a seal with one hand.

"Boom!"

The air flow around him suddenly became obscure, and the air was a little heavy, as if it had been filled with lead.

Layers of visible ripples burst through the void.

Even the Beichen-an, who was slashed with a knife, could see the scene of the air turning into water, as if the mere existence of this palm print made it difficult for him to resist.

"It's a terrible palm print..."

At this moment, Beichenan only felt a long knife, as if he had fallen into a layer of chaotic whirlpool quagmire.

No matter how hard you try, it's hard to cut off.

He felt the air around him begin to be pulled away, and his body became heavier and heavier.

It's like losing oxygen in a vacuum, about to fall into eternal silence.

"Your spirit deserves respect. This primitive chapter is my fundamental method, please taste it! ”

Duan Zhen spoke again, and his voice became extremely solemn.

He shared his hands at the moment, and his fingers changed to an inexplicable degree of complexity.

A bright seal suddenly flashed, and then melted into the palm of the hand as if it were the same as the light.

He twisted his waist, and a surge of energy gushing from the soles of his feet instantly surged.

At the same time, the spiritual power flowed out from the center of the eyebrows and fell into the dantian.

The qi and blood of the whole body began to condense into a very small point, like the origin of the opening of the world, and it was vast and empty.

Then, he slowly rolled out a palm and covered the knife of Beichen'an.

"Bang!"

Beichenan finally broke through the obscurity with all his might, and then heard an extremely crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, I found that my vision was dark, and a distant and mighty seal came into view.

"Primitive..."

He could no longer move for a moment, and his mind finally stopped at this moment.

As soon as the seal is stamped, the knife shatters and destroys the soul.

"Beichen senior!"

"Nope! Stop it! ”

"Stop! Let go of Beichen seniors! ”

The moment Duan Zhen's palm covered the ground, those Fusang youths who were injured by the gravel and fell to the ground suddenly burst into an extremely sad cry.

They watched as it happened, but there was nothing they could do.

"Boom, boom!"

The ground exploded into layers of air, and the entire field was in chaos, as if it had been bombarded by countless shells.

And Duan Zhen also let go of his hand and gently placed the body of Beichen Nunnery on the ground.

He looked at the young people in front of him who were standing in place, all injured and hung their colors, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Just as he was silent, a small sound suddenly sounded on the field, and then the sound became louder and louder.

"Devil! You devil! ”

"Executioner!"

"Kill him! Kill him! ”

"Avenge Beichen's predecessors!"

The young people present roared angrily, and their words were full of the tragic Duan Zhen who was going to be killed.

There was also a sense of grief and unforgettable hatred in the roar.

Hundreds, if not thousands, stood up again.

They kept moving towards Duan Zhen, as if they were going to go up together and tear Duan Zhen apart.

And just as they got up, more than a thousand people behind Duan Zhen also moved.

The two sides combined with two or three thousand people, and they faced each other in an instant.

The atmosphere on the field changed again, and it seemed that a fierce group fight was about to break out in the next moment.

"You're so tough."

Duan Zhen looked at this scene, his eyes did not fluctuate.

These people on the field are all ordinary martial arts practitioners, and they should be Aikido Kung Fu based on their body shape, but they obviously haven't gotten the true transmission.

That's why he didn't kill before.

Otherwise, with the rubble raised by that spiritual power wind, combined with his Tai Chi vibration, it was enough to penetrate and kill everyone.

"Roar!!

Seeing that everyone's emotions were getting more and more intense, Duan Zhen suddenly burst out with a loud roar.

This sound, like an ancient dragon soaring in the sky, swept down, and the air exploded again with layers of air waves.

The potholes and dirt on the ground were revealed, and the sound echoed for more than ten seconds before stopping.

And he trampled the ground violently under his feet again, and his luck was greater than before.

At this moment, it was like countless crazy bulls running rapidly.

Knock knock knock!

His heart beat more and more violently, as if it were beating a heavenly drum.

And the body suddenly rose taller, growing to two meters and one or two.

The flesh and blood all over his body surged, and his clothes seemed to be hiding dozens of giant pythons, constantly flipping and rolling.

"Are you still fighting?"

He looked at the young Fusang people in front of him who were frightened again, and spoke in a deep voice.

There is a limit to the human spirit.

When this group sang the Requiem for the first time, they were crushed by the air turbulence set off by Duan Zhen, and then under the encouragement of Beichen'an, they cheered up and sang the Fusang national anthem.

But then he was suppressed by Duan Zhen's singing again, and even Beichen Nunnery was killed by Duan Zhen.

The breath in their chests suddenly rose again, and they wanted to attack in groups.

But at this moment, seeing Duan Zhen make such a big movement again, even the whole person grew to more than two meters tall, and he walked like a demon god between his words.

The breath in their hearts finally couldn't be maintained.

Again and again, two and decline, three and exhaustion.

The power of the spirit does not oppose the power of the flesh that is too strong.

After missing the backbone, this group of Fusang youths didn't even need Duan Zhen to make another move.

Their hearts, spirits, and wills have been completely shattered by today's scene.

In the future martial arts, unless you can break through the oppression in your heart, it will be difficult to make an inch of progress in your life.

"Let's go."

Duan Zhen shook his head when he saw that the nearly a thousand young people in front of him were silent to death.

After this battle, these people have been abolished.

He returned to his normal form and turned away.

The Duan family behind him immediately made way for him, looking at him with respectful and adoring expressions.

"Grandmaster spirit."

Duan Shiyi also sighed secretly in his heart, he followed Duan Zhen's side, from the time he entered the venue to the present, he had watched the whole process.

All the time adds up to less than an hour.

But in this hour, the opponent's huge scene was completely defeated.

Even the contemporary head of the Beichen family, the inheritor of Beichen Yidaoliu, Beichen Nunnery, was killed by Duan Zhen's palm.

Just after Duan Zhen left this dojo, the entire Fusang martial arts world exploded.

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