The golden sunlight passed through the clouds and sprinkled the earth, and the entire Zhenwu Square was reflected in golden light, and nearly a hundred disciples on the square were neatly lined up, and one move and one style seemed to be carved out of the fine carving, and they were synchronized and uniform.

"Drink!"

Nearly 100 people exhaled in unison, and their voices blended with each other, merging into one, and becoming more and more intense, so that later, it actually achieved a monstrous sound, which was magnificent and magnificent.

Everyone at this moment abandoned all the distractions in their hearts, and devoted themselves to the drill of the fist, their faces showed an extremely sincere and persistent look, and their eyes were flashing with high fighting spirit, powerful moves, and no slack.

Li Jingyun, who was standing with his hands in his hands, seemed to be infected by the momentum in it, and once again put on the shelf, followed along, and practiced with both palms, so that the stage and the stage seemed to be integrated at this moment, regardless of you and me, and achieved the most moving scene of the True Martial Sect.

I don't know how long it took, the disciples in the audience gradually reached the limit, many of the disciples' clothes were soaked with sweat, their faces were covered with sweat, and they were all glowing in the sun, but no one was the first to retreat and fall, even the disciples who were exhausted and fast to the limit were gritting their teeth and holding on, and under the infection of such a general trend, they were supported by a will.

Li Jingyun on the stage glanced around, nodded slightly, and made a decision in his mind, so he stopped his movements and said in a voice towards the stage.

"Stop!"

His voice alone came out at this moment, and he actually suppressed the unison exhalation of nearly a hundred people, and his cultivation was so strong, which can be seen, and the disciples in the audience heard his order, they were slightly stunned at first, and then immediately stopped their movements, still standing neatly, without any confusion.

"That's the end of today's drill, all of you will be disbanded, and you will go back to digest and absorb today's insights and disband!"

As soon as his words came out, a little puzzlement and doubt just rose in everyone's hearts, but as soon as they stopped, the sour numbness from all over their bodies made them suddenly realize that this was the senior brother who saw that they had reached the limit and could not continue, so he spoke out to stop it, this move once again deepened the admiration of many disciples in the hearts of the disciples for Li Jingyun.

Without too many words of objection, they all respectfully waited for Li Jingyun to leave from the stage, and then began to disperse and leave in twos and threes, and the Zhenwu Square, which was originally dense with black pressure, began to slowly become sparse.

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"Whew, I'm really tired! The Nine Extremes Palm is really difficult to practice! I've been practicing all morning, and I haven't touched the trick of that palm strength at all, except for a palm power on the surface! How are you two? Have you realized anything?" Chu Feng gasped, held his knees, and asked Fang Yun and the others breathlessly.

"I comprehend a fart, the moves are all memorized, but I am confused about the skills of luck and power, and I can't figure it out. Wang Cheng was obviously a little frustrated and annoyed, both of them shook their heads helplessly, and then turned their heads to look at Fang Yun, but they were slightly stunned.

I saw that Fang Yun was groaning, as if he was still thinking about something, as if he hadn't heard the conversation between the two of them at all, but instead gestured with his hands to himself, and raised his palm, except for the sound of the palm breaking the wind on the bright face, there was a faint muffled sound hidden in it.

This kind of movement made Wang Cheng and the others couldn't help but be slightly moved, and when they looked at each other, they could see the shock in each other's eyes.

"This kid !!"

Although the two of them failed to grasp the essence of this "Nine Extreme Palms", it didn't mean that they couldn't understand some of these doorways, Fang Yun's current state was obviously that he had already grasped the threshold of the first dark power palm power, and the hidden muffled sound was already beginning to take shape.

Looking at Fang Yun's state again, it was obvious that he had realized something, this rare opportunity, the two of them had a very tacit understanding and did not make a sound, and stood aside, quietly watching him immersed in the perception of this road palm.

It's just that the two of them have this character, but others don't necessarily have this demeanor.

"Yo, look, what's wrong with our junior brother Fang? Looking at the crazy demon dancing around, isn't it going crazy!haha!"

A voice with a bit of flirtatiousness suddenly appeared at an inopportune time, which immediately interrupted Fang Yun's state of comprehension, he stopped moving, his face was a little ugly, and Wang Cheng and Chu Feng on the side were even more angry and scolded.

"Zhao Hong, you villain, despicable and shameless!"

I saw a young man dressed in a bright yellow costume, standing on one side with a playful look on his face, and a pair of narrow eyes with a bit of ill intentions.

In the face of Wang Cheng's roar, Zhao Hong was not impressed at all, and even spread his hands slightly exaggeratedly, pretending to be innocent.

"Tut-tut, how can the two junior brothers speak, don't I just worry about Senior Brother Fang's personal safety, so I asked if I asked, why are I despicable and shameless?"

"You!"

Looking at Zhao Hong's scoundrel appearance, Wang Cheng and the others turned pale, their fists clenched, as if they were about to burst out, at this time, Fang Yun stepped out one step in advance, stood in front of them, stretched out his arm to stop them, and said to Zhao Hong with an expressionless face.

"Don't bother Senior Brother Zhao, you better take care of yourself!"

"Hehe!" Zhao Hong glanced at Fang Yun, an elusive and playful smile appeared on his face, and then he said in a relaxed tone: "That's okay, I won't bother you guys to play at home, senior brother, I'm very busy, hey, the six-fold level of blood quenching is near, and it's not easy to cultivate recently, hahaha, I won't accompany you, farewell!"

After speaking, he didn't stop, and turned around and left decisively, without dragging the mud and water at all, leaving only Fang Yun and the three of them standing in place with ugly faces, watching him leave.

"Damn, Xiao Fang, what are you stopping me from doing, this bastard has a chance to break people's fate, even if we fight, the deacon of the sect has nothing to say!"

Chu Feng's face was full of anger, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Fang Yun's blocking of their actions, while Wang Cheng, who had a gloomy face on the side, was silent, but looking at his somewhat whitish knuckles, it was obvious that his anger was also overflowing.

"Now is not the time, this kid has reached the fivefold peak of blood quenching, even if the three of us join forces, it will be difficult to get benefits, and besides, I almost comprehended the seven-seven-eighty-eight just now, and his interruption didn't affect me anything, now the most important thing for us is to practice hard, and when we cultivate to catch up with him, are we still worried that we won't have a chance to teach him a lesson?!"

Hearing this, the anger on the faces of the two of them was slightly suffocated, and then they both looked at Fang Yun with a somewhat strange expression, and Chu Feng even rubbed his hand to touch Fang Yun's forehead.

"Damn, what are you doing!" Fang Yun dissatisfiedly brushed aside his palm.

"You kid isn't sick, when did you become so sensible? I used to shout and shout and kill, but you kid is the first one! What's wrong today?" Chu Feng said with a look of disbelief.

Hearing this, Fang Yun's face sank, and then he turned around and left: "Nerves, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, I'll go back to practice." ”

"Hey, hey, don't go! Tell me, tell me about your mental journey!" Wang Cheng quickly followed, and together with Chu Feng, who was smiling evilly behind him, he stood on both sides of Fang Yun on both sides, one left and one right, surrounded like flies.

"!"

"Don't mind!

"Roll !!"

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In the yard.

On the clearing, Fang Yun's eyes were closed, and the whole person was frozen, standing there motionless, without saying a word, like a scarecrow who couldn't move.

"Whew!"

A gust of wind blew, and suddenly, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying cold light swept by, only to see his footsteps move, his palms staggered out, and in an instant, he seemed to have seven or eight more arms, and countless palm shadows appeared, enveloping him all over his body.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

His palm is fierce, the strength is fierce, every palm comes out, hitting the void, there is a big roar breaking the air, as his palm spreads, one after another, the power is not small.

"Nine Extremes Palm" itself focuses on the use of strength, especially for the hidden power of the palm power play requirements are extremely high, if you can't grasp your own strength to the point of perfection, it is extremely difficult to show the essence of this palm.

And although Fang Yun beat the "Nine Pole Palm" all the way, he was strong and fierce, but he was not able to play a so-called "Nine Pole Palm" dark energy.

"Sure enough, it's still a little bit worse, this turn of martial arts is also quite difficult to comprehend, even if the dark power method is a little worse, I can't beat it smoothly, but even so, it makes the power of this palm technique a little stronger, damn Zhao Hong, damn it!"

Thinking that the sinister kid deliberately interrupted his perception by making a loud noise, making him comprehend that this palm technique was so dark that Fang Yun couldn't help but itch his teeth with hatred, but the fact was already like this, and he was helpless after all.

After practicing the palm technique, Fang Yun couldn't help but relax, and this relaxation, he felt a deep sense of fatigue surging up like a tide, although it was only noon, he was already fighting with his eyelids, and he was sleepy.

"Forget it, let's sleep first, and only when you have enough spirit can you cultivate well. ”

Yawning, Fang Yun walked into the room listlessly, came to the bedside, fell asleep, and only a few seconds after going to bed, there was already a sound of snoring, it seemed that he was really tired.

There was no one around, and Fang Zhenshan didn't know where he went, so no one noticed that a place on his chest, after he sank into a dream, actually emitted a faint luster, flashing and flashing...