Chapter Seventy-Eight: Fighting the Slaves

The black poisonous gas as viscous as a liquid swept down, and the fishy smell spread, which was disgusting, Zhang Xiaotian felt dizzy, his body shook, and he secretly screamed badly, but he didn't expect the poisonous gas on Nakata Jun's body to be so powerful.

"Corpse Tianyou did not cultivate into a poisonous body, but it was cultivated by you."

Zhang Xiaotian bit the tip of his tongue, the pain made him sober again, and he hurriedly used his internal force to protect his whole body, and his soul power rotated, decomposing the poisonous gas that invaded his body into nothingness.

At this time, Nakata Jun's palm was less than three inches away from the top of his head, and when there was no way to dodge, Zhang Xiaotian's right fist swung out and collided with Nakata Jun's palm.

Bang!

The fists and palms intersected, and the waves of qi swept away with the poisonous mist, and the two figures each took a few steps back.

Zhang Xiaotian looked at his fist, although it was not damaged, but it was entangled in poisonous mist, and his soul power moved slightly, decomposing those poisonous mist, and then looked up at Nakata Jun.

The latter was also looking at his palm, and took a move with Zhang Xiaotian, and his palm shook as if it was about to be fractured, which he couldn't bear.

Wandering on the verge of going mad for a short time, he almost lost his life, and became a poisonous person, but what made him glad was that his strength had improved a lot in a short period of time, and he thought that when he met Zhang Xiaotian again, he could defeat the enemy with one move, but who knew that one move was connected, not only did not poison the other party, but his hand was almost broken.

"How is that possible!"

Nakata Jun roared in a low voice, and the next moment, he rushed towards Zhang Xiaotian and punched him.

Nakata Jun's moves were exquisite, and his palms flew over, almost blocking all of Zhang Xiaotian's retreats.

He practiced martial arts under the guidance of Yoshiko Nakata since he was a child, in addition to the kung fu of Wajima, he also learned the superior kung fu of Buddhism in the Huohuang Empire, and he is now making the exhibition of the Buddha Gate to the Gang Fist Method, the Buddha Gate Fuhu Fist, its internal force is profound, every time he swings his fist brings out a buzz, and with the poisonous gas on his body, it is really earth-shattering.

Zhang Xiaotian didn't learn martial arts moves, not in the ancient martial arts era, he only knew martial arts theory, so the moves were not good-looking, but they were very practical.

Zhang Xiaotian's body turned, his left palm slashed towards Nakata Junmaimen, and his right palm cut to his left ribs, this move seemed mediocre, and it was incomparable to Nakata Jun's fierce fist.

But these two ordinary palms just resolved Nakata Jun's moves, and forced him to take a step back, otherwise his left rib would have been cut.

Nakata Jun's body is moving, and his fists are played one after another, Shaolin Divine Fist, and Demon Subduing Tiger Palm, all of which are the essence of authentic Buddhist kung fu.

Zhang Xiaotian replaced the knife with his palm, and even eliminated the fight, but the moves were still mediocre, not only to resolve Nakata Jun's subtle and fierce moves, but also to counterattack.

Jun Nakata attacked for a while, changed four punches, and attacked dozens of moves, but he didn't seize the slightest opportunity. The right fist suddenly retracted, and when it struck again, it turned into a fist.

Laugh at!

This finger popped out, and it turned out to be a flick of the fingers, and a wisp of strong wind pierced Zhang Xiaotian's throat.

The two were originally close to each other, and Nakata Jun's fingers were already less than two inches away from Zhang Xiaotian, and the sudden strong wind that stabbed out instantly reached Zhang Xiaotian's throat.

A touch of joy welled up on Nakata Jun's dark face, he was very satisfied with his sneak attack, but he forgot about it, Zhang Xiaotian's flesh and blood could change at will, and when the wisp of finger wind hit Zhang Xiaotian, there was only a crisp sound, and no blood shot out.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaotian made the molecular structure of his skin extremely condensed, as hard as gold and jade, and that finger did not hurt him. And Zhang Xiaotian drew out his right palm, slashing at Nakata Jun's throat from bottom to top, and at the same time took a step across, twisted his body, and hit Nakata Jun's lower abdomen with his left elbow.

Nakata Jun had to withdraw his hind legs, and in an instant, the palm shadow was flying, flying like a raging wind, and like catkins flying, it was the Taoist Qingping brushing the willow palm.

This kind of palm technique is not known for its fierceness, but for its ingenuity and ethereal weirdness, which is difficult to fathom.

Nakata Jun changed several kinds of kung fu one after another, some fierce, some weird, or sharp, but they are all extremely subtle kung fu, and they are also the most famous kung fu today.

And the moves used by Zhang Xiaotian are all moves, in the eyes of ordinary people, they are played indiscriminately, I am afraid that children can imitate them, but it is such a universal move, but in Zhang Xiaotian's hands, he can block several exquisite kung fu of Zhongtian Jun, and he also has the power to counterattack.

Each of his moves is accurately hit on the fleeting flaws between Nakata Jun's moves, all of which are at the junction of Nakata Jun's moves, although his moves are bland, but they are extremely fast, perhaps every move has no tricks, straight to the point, so that his moves are as fast as possible, faster than others more than three times.

The more Nakata Jun fought, the more frightened he became, he couldn't imagine how such an ordinary kung fu that was not a martial arts move at all could have such power in Zhang Xiaotian's hands.

Later, Nakata Jun was even more shocked, because Zhang Xiaotian was fighting faster and faster, and his moves had been blocked before they were fully used, and he had to dodge.

Jun Nakata suddenly thought of the boss's words, "Don't underestimate the leader of the Condor Gang, even if he doesn't have internal strength, ordinary people won't be his opponents."

It is true that Zhang Xiaotian has no intention of fighting hard with Nakata Jun in every move and style, and there is not much internal force fluctuation on his palms, but Nakata Jun retreats step by step.

Jun Nakata felt very aggrieved, and he waved his fists, always having to retract halfway through the fist, as if there was an iron wall around him, so that he couldn't stretch his hands and feet.

Nakata Jun secretly gritted his teeth, his left palm was protected in front of his chest, and his right palm slammed out, ignoring Zhang Xiaotian's palm that cut into his left arm, obviously planning to lose both.

Internal force gushed out, poisonous mist rolled out, even if Zhang Xiaotian's move was faster than Nakata Jun, even if he could break Nakata Jun's left arm and then retreat, the surging poisonous gas would also hit his body.

"If you want to be tough, let me try, are you a poisonous person as powerful as you imagined."

Zhang Xiaotian suddenly retracted his palm, and then slapped it out, and the internal force rolled out, and he slapped Nakata Jun hard.

Rumble!

The fierce wind shook Zhou Dashu's waist, the leaves on the ground rolled up, the gravel flew wildly, and a figure flew upside down, hitting a big tree, the big tree broke, and the person also slipped down, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of dark blood.

It was Nakata Jun, wiping a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, looking at Zhang Xiaotian as if he was looking at a monster, Zhang Xiaotian had no internal strength, but he had been cultivating since he was a child, and he had a good talent, and he was definitely a leader among his peers, especially after getting Zhang Xiaotian's main exercises, he had the guidance of the boss and greatly increased his skills, but he didn't expect that he was not Zhang Xiaotian's opponent.

The internal force of hard work was shaken back, and the internal organs were extremely injured.

If it is about the majesty of internal force, Zhang Xiaotian is indeed inferior to Nakata Jun, but the quality of Zhang Xiaotian's strength is more than one grade stronger than him, it is the purple sun condensed by the power of the sun between heaven and earth, and the great power of heaven and earth formed after devouring the essence of thunder and lightning. Mighty and domineering, far from being comparable to Nakata Shunnai's strength.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaotian condenses his own molecular structure, and his body is hard, which is not comparable to Nakata Jun.

"I'm not reconciled!" Jun Nakata looked up to the sky and roared, and at that moment, the poisonous gas on his body suddenly skyrocketed.