Although Cheng Kun kept saying that as long as Song Ying could make his next move, he would let him live, but he attacked first, and the strength in his hand was even harder.

With this trick Phantom Yin Finger, Cheng Kun is confident that even if the other party is wearing an iron plate, he will be pierced by himself, and he can even stir up his internal organs like paste!

The finger has not arrived, but the finger power has arrived!

But listening to a muffled sound, it was like a temple monk ringing the old bell, and the next moment, Song Ying spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Hit my phantom yin finger, see if you die!" Cheng Kun has a hideous expression, he likes to strangle all signs of danger and act decisively.

The power of the Phantom Yin Finger instantly penetrated the muscles in Song Ying's chest, and the tarsal bone burrowed into his body like a maggot.

The strong muscles forged by cultivating hard qigong were the first to show their original defensive power, and they actually relied on the barrier of the muscles, which made the power of the phantom yin finger wear out forty percent!

The remaining sixty percent had already reached the chest position, aiming at his heart.

Just when the strength wanted to attack the heart, the internal force of the Jiuyang Divine Skill suddenly swooped in, but it was a pity that the Jiuyang Divine Skill was only the realm of the threshold for the first time, and it could not withstand the Phantom Yin Finger that Cheng Kun had cultivated for many years.

So much so that the faint Jiuyang Divine Skill actually consumed the strength of the Phantom Yin Finger again!

There are still 20 percent of the strength left, but the heart is already fragile, and even these 20 percent are enough to stop it from beating.

In the next moment, the phantom yin finger slammed into the heart.

Boom!

Heartbeat.

Song Ying only felt a tightness in her chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

It's just that that's how it all ended.

Although the remaining two percent of the strength crashed into the heart, he didn't expect that his hard qigong had forged the five internal organs, and the internal force was also hard, which fully offset one and a half percent of the strength, and the remaining half percent of the strength in the end just made him spit blood.

Song Ying, who spit blood, felt it~ The body found that there was nothing wrong with it at all, and said disdainfully, "You are far worse than Huangquan"

"How could it be ?!!" Cheng Kun was shocked, he didn't believe that he was good at his skills, and he directly pointed at the young man's heart, but he just made the other party spit blood.

"Look at me......" Cheng Kun wanted to raise his hand again, but how could Song Ying give him another chance, even if he knew that he would not be injured, he didn't want to let this bald monk continue to pester.

He immediately raised his hand and threw it with a fist.

It just so happened that Cheng Kun raised his index finger and pointed it over again, feeling the internal force entangled, I am afraid it is no worse than the phantom yin finger that was pointed on Song Ying's chest just now.

Although Cheng Kun was a little surprised, Song Ying dared to raise his fist and blast over, but in an instant, a cruel smile appeared on his face: "Even if you have practiced foreign kung fu, this finger can definitely break the meridians of your arm!" ”

Finger fists collide.

There was no suspense, the fingers were crushed instantly, Song Ying was even more unforgiving, after breaking Cheng Kun's two fingers, he smashed Cheng Kun's chest with undiminished force, fortunately, Cheng Kun's martial arts cultivation was profound, and this punch only dented his chest.

Cheng Kun fell to the ground, his chest was sunken into a fist-sized pit, and blood was gushing upwards.

"Even according to the rules of rock-paper-scissors, how can you win my fist with two fingers?" Song Ying sighed, shook off the blood on his fist, and saw that Cheng Kun was breathing more and less breathing, so he didn't care about him anymore, and stepped over his body.

Although Cheng Kun is extremely treacherous, but the other party didn't provoke him, he really wanted to find fault, but he never thought that the other party rushed to die, if he really fought for internal strength, Song Ying thought that he was not an opponent, but if he fought hand-to-hand, three more Cheng Kun would never be his opponent.

"Childe ......"

Song Ying turned around when she heard the sound, where was the ugly maid behind her? Standing there was a handsome girl, with eyebrows and nose, cherry mouth, pear vortex on the cheeks, beautiful and incoherent, but she was young and her figure had not yet grown.

If it weren't for the iron chains wrapped around his ankles and wrists, he really wouldn't dare to recognize it.

was just slightly stunned, Song Ying reacted and said, "It's still much more pleasing to the eye, and I won't be blind in the future."

"Childe, don't you wonder me doing this?"

"Everyone has their own secrets, what's so strange?" With that, Song Ying turned around and continued to walk forward.

Looking at the figure in front of him who was getting farther and farther away, Xiao Zhao blinked his blue eyes, "Childe is really different from the people in this martial arts, and he is more straightforward."

The reason why she became like this was because when Cheng Kun attacked just now, she stood in front, but Song Ying dragged her behind her to protect her, she had never felt this feeling, she only felt that no one in the world would die for herself like this.

The mind changes, and the eyes of the natural people are softened.

"Hey, come here," Song Ying's voice came from the front.

"I'm not called Hey, my name is Xiao Zhao" Xiao Zhao trotted past Cheng Kun, and she didn't want to pay much attention to this old monk who was about to die.

The chains collided, and the sound of friction was light~ "Childe hasn't said what his name is?" ”

"Song Ying"

"This name is really coincidental, quite ambitious," Xiao Zhao blinked and said, "Is it Childe's parents who want Childe to be a hero in the future?" It's really ambitious."

"Heroes?" Song Ying shook her head, "No, no, my old man doesn't have much knowledge, but I heard people say that the pound is the most valuable in the world...... You don't know what the pound is, it's useless to say it."

Song Ying, send pounds, I'm afraid the deep meaning of the name can only be said to the ancients, and you can't be laughed to death in modern times?

Just when the two were talking and laughing, Cheng Kun, who was waiting to die on the ground, and only had one breath left, struggled to raise his hand, and he grabbed a fire fold in his right hand.

"Yang Dingtian...... I am dead, and I want you to teach, chicken, dog, don't ......" Before he finished speaking, he was already exhausted, and his right hand fell to the ground weakly.

The fire fold slid into the ditch to the side with the force, whoa!!

Mars ignited instantly!

Cheng Kun actually buried the gunpowder in advance!

Just when Song Ying and Xiao Zhao had just found Yang Dingtian's corpse bones and turned out a cowhide scroll, a rumbling explosion came, and the two of them only felt that the ground was shaking under their feet.

Song Ying leaned on the solid lower plate and grabbed the ground with both feet, which stabilized and grabbed Xiao Zhao by the way.

"It's Cheng Kun!" He turned his head sharply, but just happened to see the scene of Cheng Kun's body being pressed down by the boulder.

The Lord is dead, but the two of them are trapped here.

"Childe, we are trapped, the boulders here weigh a thousand catties, and they are not human beings that can be moved at all" Xiao Zhao looked at Song Ying with a sad face, "However, according to legend, the leader of the Ming Sect has a martial arts, if he can learn it, he will definitely be able to get out of here"

Song Ying looked at Xiao Zhao with some surprise, is this a plot? Why is it that he is not Zhang Wuji, and he still wants to let his cultivation move greatly? But he didn't refuse.

With Xiao Zhao's help, he began to cultivate.

"The Great Shift of the Universe" is originally a method to stimulate potential and exert force, although it is not as subtle as it is to use, but it is magical enough just to practice.

Practicing this martial art can make people lift thousands of catties and stimulate their potential.

In the original work, Zhang Wuji was able to quickly practice the first six layers of the Qiankun Great Movement because he was in Jiuyang Divine Skill and had strong internal strength, but now Song Ying was just getting started, and he only felt that he might not be able to practice the first layer.

Now I just want to memorize the content of martial arts, and slowly cultivate when my internal strength is strong.

But I didn't expect that after memorizing martial arts, as soon as I practiced, I had a feeling of coming naturally!

The muscles of the hard qigong cultivation swelled uncontrollably~ swelled up, making him turn into a muscle giant, and that's it, the advantage of "Qiankun Great Shift" to stimulate his potential was stimulated, making him grow taller and taller, and he went straight to three meters!

Xiao Zhao watched Song Ying change from a pretty boy to a muscular monster in a daze, and his blue eyes were about to pop out.

The cultivation of the first layer was completed in the blink of an eye, but this was not a stop, he only felt that the slightest cold air shot out~ out, and at this time he was already cultivating the second layer.

This is not a stop, after a while, he feels half of his face red and hot, half of his face is blue and cold, but his eyes are more and more focused, this is the third or fourth layer of training.

It's not that simple when he reaches the fifth layer, although the changes in his face are huge, but his fleshy body is the biggest problem.

The face is blue and red, the body trembles slightly when the face is green, like falling into the cold ice, and the sweat on the forehead is like rain when the face is red.

After more than twenty times, he has become an ordinary height, and he has already practiced to the top six layers!

He knew that the seventh layer of this martial art was just speculation, and he couldn't practice it, and besides, his body had now returned to its normal posture, but his strength was not only worse than that of the incarnation of a muscular giant, but on the contrary, it was several times stronger, and it was even stronger than the King of Force!

After practicing the great shift, he only felt that the mental strength of his whole body was all commanding his wishes, and he wanted to send and receive, and everything was done by his heart, and he was very comfortable.