Bang.

The bluestone slabs all over the ground almost collapsed, and the mud and gravel came out.

It can be seen how strong this punch is!

"I actually know how to do it, it's good." Xue Liangchou narrowed his eyes.

The body method is also a type of exercise.

However, the vast majority of body methods do not have any substantial lethality, but it does not mean that body methods are not practical.

On the contrary, the body method is a must-have exercise for almost every monk!

No matter how strong the offensive is, what's the use of not being able to hit people?

is stronger than the other party, but if the other party questions and wants to escape, wouldn't it be uncomfortable to not be able to catch up?

Therefore, it is indispensable to cultivate a body method!

Whether it is used to fight for life and death, or to run away when defeated, the body method can come in handy.

Some monks are not strong in frontal resistance, but with extremely skilled body skills, they can cope with most battles with ease, and this is a monk who is known for his agility!

But......

Ordinary monks in the Qi refining period have no intention of studying the body method, let alone practicing diligently.

As far as the inner disciples of the Fengshan Sect are concerned-

It's already very good that they can participate in one or two exercises, so how can they have the time and energy to get in touch with something more supportive, such as the body method?

Therefore, Xue Liangchou was still a little surprised by Fang Mu.

Don't forget, he's just a little monk in the middle of Qi refining.

"Do you think you're the only one who knows how to do it?"

Xue Liangchou gradually calmed down.

He slammed into a lunge, jumped high, and smashed his fist into Fang Mu at the edge of the square, "Iron Wind Fist!" ”

In an instant, the fist wind burst out and swept down at an incredible speed!

Fang Mu rolled over in embarrassment to avoid it.

In the same place where he had stood, a huge boulder shattered in an instant, and collapsed with a bang, leaving behind a ground of gravel powder!

A wisp of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Even if he avoided the front, this strange fist style was floating around, causing Fang Mu to be injured.

"But that's it."

Xue Liangchou sneered: "The old man still thinks that you have some mysterious means, but now it seems that you are just a hairy boy who doesn't know the height of the sky." ”

The monks of the foundation building period are so terrible!

And that's not all he has to offer.

"What's wrong with the Qi Refining Period?"

Fang Mu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "During the Qi refining period, you can also cut the foundation!" ”

Suddenly, he was half-squatting on the ground and gasping, his legs were bent into a bow, his true qi was entangled, and he suddenly exploded!

Unexpectedly, instead of advancing and retreating, he rushed to Xue Liangchou!

"Look for death!"

Xue Liangchou's eyes froze, and the fist wind shook out.

Under everyone's noses, Fang Mu was so bold that his hands were in fists, and he was hard to catch the fist!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a few punches, Fang Mu staggered and took a few steps.

His hands were already dripping with blood.

And Xue Liangchou was face was pitch black, gloomy and ugly.

He couldn't accept it,

He has been cultivating with fists, and he has been cultivating for so many years, but he actually hit the other party head-on, and he failed to beat the other party to death!

You know, the other party is just a hairy boy who can be in the middle stage of Qi refining!

"This son must die!"

He knew it all too well.

If Fang Mu didn't die today, once he escaped, it would definitely be a potential threat to the Fengshan Sect in the future!

Qi refining and warfare built a foundation, and it has persisted until now.

This kind of talent really shocked him!

"This time, I'll see how you resist!"

"Iron Mountain Fist!"

Xue Liangchou burst into a shout, and his two fists were red, like an iron fist being branded red!

Smoke emanated from his fist.

Boom ——!

The sound of explosions broke out, and Xue Liangchou blasted away with all his strength, pointing directly at Fang Mu's head!

Once this punch hits, Fang Mu's head will inevitably be blown to pieces!

"This kid is dead."

"Hehe, what about geniuses, it's not like they are going to fall under Elder Xue's iron fist."

"Elder Xue has killed more than one genius."

Dozens of inner disciples who were watching the battle laughed one after another.

Xue Liangchou didn't speak, so they had no intention of making a move.

Besides, Elder Xue had already taken action in person, so how could they have that need?

"What a hard punch." Fang Mumei's heart skipped a beat.

It's hard to resist!

The true qi of this punch is too majestic, it is obviously one of Xue Liangchou's killing moves, and his attention to Fang Mu has reached this level!

Xia Yan on the sidelines, leaning against the trunk of the tree, witnessed all this happening.

At this moment of life and death, she never spoke, even if it was just a reminder of 'be careful'.

Because

Xia Xi firmly believed in this back.

This down-to-earth back, he said that he would wait for a while to solve it, and he would definitely do it!

The burning sensation is approaching.

Fang Mu's cheeks tingled, it was from the oppression of fist wind and fist flames.

Iron Fist, getting closer......

Even so, his eyes were still as calm as autumn water, as if he was not afraid of life and death at all.

"Forget it......"

A sigh came from Fang Mu's mouth, "I've had enough." ”

In an instant, his figure exploded back.

"You can't run away!!"

Xue Liangchou sneered, taking advantage of the victory to pursue, he must hit this punch!

One retreated, one approached.

Fang Mu's feet left the ground and floated back, a puddle of stagnant water in his eyes, just staring at Xue Liangchou.

Suddenly, his palm flipped over.

"Here comes the sword."

With this low voice, in the pile of corpses of more than thirty outer disciples, an unpretentious light sword floated out of thin air.

The light sword flew into Fang Mu's hand.

The corners of his mouth curled into an imperceptible arc.

Xue Liangchou paused for a moment.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, he seems to have a vague feeling, as if ...... The man with a calm face in front of him changed his momentum the moment he got the sword.

Faintly becoming ......

Something unusual?

"Pretending!"

Xue Liangchou snorted coldly, throwing away the ridiculous illusion in his mind.

It's just a mid-stage Qi refining cultivator, no matter what he does, he can't resist his iron fist!

"No matter what kind of conspiracy you have, the old man punches it!"

"Death to the old man!!"

Xue Liangchou's true qi exploded, the speed of the pursuit exploded, and the iron fist had almost reached Fang Mu's head!

At this moment, the atmosphere seemed to stand still.

Even the sound of the wind can be heard clearly.

Fang Mu's right hand shook, the blade flipped, and he actually responded to the enemy with the sword body, gently slapping Xue Liangchou's iron fist!

The light sword body, the moment it touched the iron fist, the two of them stopped.

Xue Liangchou's original smug sneer froze instantly.

"Hiss——!"

He gasped coldly and retreated desperately, his face changing drastically.

Subconsciously looked down and saw that one of the knuckles of his right hand had been broken, bursting out of flesh and blood, white bones!

Looking at Fang Mu again, he was unharmed!

"What kind of weird swordsmanship is this?!" Xue Liangchou's expression was extremely shocked.

He is not afraid of being wounded in both fists,

But at this moment, he actually had an inexplicable panic, which came from an instinctive uneasiness about the unknown.