Long Aotian saw that the opponent was already in a mess, so he stepped back a little and slowed down, he had just attacked more and defended less, and he had spent a lot of strength, and the hot sweat of excitement on his head almost made his bangs stand in a ball. www.biquge.info When Yinchen saw him stop, he could only stop, gasping violently, thinking that he would never fight with people again in the future, it would be a sin.

"How?" Long Aotian couldn't help but have a hint of pride in his tone when he saw Yinchen's embarrassed appearance. At this moment, he has won the game.

"What the hell are you, why are all the boxing techniques wrong? Plausible, Zhang Guan Li Dai, it's just a splashy style of play, is this called a test technique!" Yinchen felt that Long Aotian's boxing skills were simply the standard word "pit daddy", a move is not a move, and a fist is not a fist. The starting style and the moves played are not a system at all, as if all the moves are used wrongly, but they have obtained the essence of each boxing style. Yinchen knows that martial arts and magic are completely different, you are specialized, all the way to the boxing method with the corresponding magic skills, in order to achieve something, but the opponent in front of him seems to have learned all the boxing styles in the world, every way is proficient, and every move is outrageously wrong, it is impossible to prevent it, and he is a very powerful character. Silver Dust has also experienced some melee combat battles since the Demon Cry Slash Fist was completed, and the Demon Cry Slash combined with the Deep Snow Cold/Heartbroken Red Flame, the Great Incineration Technique, the simple three cycle routines, but they were respectively integrated with fisting, fingering and grappling techniques, integrating breaking the enemy, breaking armor and breaking soldiers, and it was very much to defeat some famous people in the rivers and lakes, so he also thought that his melee level was worthy of the title of "Battle Mage", but who knew that today in such an inconspicuous small town, facing such a small "alliance leader" who is basically not ranked on the rivers and lakes , was so embarrassed to lose.

"In this set of boxing, it is an original stunt, called 'Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist', and it is an honor for you to defeat under this edict. Baihua made a wrong punch, and he has never been defeated since he shot. Long Aotian mentioned his box-pressing stunt, and naturally became proud.

"What a hundred flowers wrong fist, completely out of character!" Yin Xueli's voice came out of the microscopic crowd, and anyone could hear her anxiety, worry and grievance: "If you have the ability, you can use regular boxing techniques and have a dignified duel with Mr. Yinchen!" Her voice was high and sharp.

"Little sister Sydney, how is it that the Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist in the lower is not a regular boxing technique, but in the next one I have already worshiped the ancestor of the sect, and this set of 'Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist' is listed as a closed school of the Shenhai Sect, and it will be passed on from generation to generation in the future, so that the heroes of the world know the power of our Shenhai Sect!" Long Aotian said and looked excited, as if he saw the Shenhai Sect become the first in the world, he paused for a moment, and sneered at Yinchen who was embarrassed: "The skills are not as good as others, don't find a reason, hurry up and admit defeat!"

"Is the wrong fist of the hundred flowers?hey!" Yinchen suddenly showed a chilling smile, that smile was not like a person, but like a ghost: "Your wrong fist of a hundred flowers, the idea is really ingenious, the wrong punch is the wrong punch, the wrong punch is the right one, the move is wrong, but you can make a hit, which is unguardable, isn't that the case?"

"Of course, in the next hundred flowers wrong punch, it is deliberately wrong, so wrong that no one should want to predict the next punch, the fist and foot dispute, if you can't predict, you can't break the move, you can only be beaten, you can only admit defeat! Even if you are told that none of the wrong moves in the hundred flowers are correct, what can you do? Can you predict the next boxing road, can you block the next fist?" Long Aotian was still full of pride, and he didn't particularly care about Yinchen's dangerous smile, and still had a "win as a matter of course" underbeaten expression.

"But the flowers are wrong, the wrong ones come and go, but they are unguardable, pointing to the east and the west, that's all. Yinchen's voice suddenly became cold: "Yinchen has practiced a punch style since he was a child, the boxing path is clear, clear, and the easiest to resist, but once the fist style comes out, no one has been spared so far, I don't know if you dare to collide with my trick once?"

"Hehe, don't admit defeat yet? I think you're just a trapped beast fighting in the next place, and your spirit is commendable! Forget it, I'll let you lose convincingly today!" Long Aotian didn't care about the subtle changes in Yinchen's voice at all, his Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist and the big masters of the Hedao realm can "win more than Wen", and he has not been defeated since he practiced, he has long regarded this set of boxing techniques as an invincible magic skill, and he can only be shocked by his own cultivation and realm refinement.

Long Aotian knew that he was not an invincible Yuanying master in the world, but he never believed that his Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist could lose to anyone.

His left hand was still protecting his chest and abdomen, and his strong arm was covered with red fist marks, and it was obvious that Silver Dust's Demon Cry Slash Fist was not as easy to deal with as his mouth said. He took a step forward, caught up with the retreating silver dust, his right hand was slowly raised, placed near the right cheek and swayed slightly, and put out the starting hand style of "One Style Life and Death Fist", which is one of the most powerful fist styles that a warrior in the Peiyuan realm can use. Long Aotian set up his hand, and watched with great satisfaction as Yinchen contracted his left coupon, protecting his throat intentionally or unintentionally, and sneered in his heart. With a hundred flowers wrong fist, he didn't plan to come out with "One Style Life and Death Fist" at all, his real move is the most complex and gorgeous "Thousand Hands Xuanluo Fist" in the martial arts of the Peiyuan realm, a move that purely uses skill to win. The purpose of these two moves is just the opposite, the artistic conception is far from the opposite, no one will think of the two of them together in the usual competition, but Long Aotian fused the two moves into one furnace, and practiced the most unexpected strange move in "Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist", and I don't know how many people have hated this move.

He put on a starting gesture, deliberately making Yinchen see clearly, his heart was completely filled with the pride of being about to win a big victory, and he didn't care about Yinchen's silver-colored right hand at all, clenched his fist and tightened it like a slingshot.

"Look at the move!" Long Aotian, who was full of confidence, just shouted, adding a little momentum to himself, and he hadn't yet brought out the "Thousand Hands Xuanluo Fist", and at this moment, he saw the despair of the world collapsing.

Silver Dust made the first move, and his silver-colored right hand, as naturally as if breathing, blasted out the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist.

Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist, in fact, purely in terms of power, is ten times higher than the Demon Crying Slash Fist, and of course, the interval between consecutive moves is also ten times. In the past five years, Silver Dust has rarely used the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist, which makes the remnant soul of Thor a little dissatisfied, but in fact, every time Silver Dust uses the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist, it is the final lore like the awakening of the fairy song, and it is completely a hole card that he uses to challenge the top masters.

This time, Silver Dust's Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist didn't have too much magic condensed, nor did it have any magic flashes, let alone any gangfeng, it looked like it was just a fairly direct punch. However, when he made this punch, not only Long Aotian, not only Da Si Stick, but everyone in the entire venue was completely "frozen" by the artistic conception of this punch.

Time and space are separated, the flood is desolate and silent, the heavens and the earth are broken, and all things are prostrate. This is the fist intent of the Heaven and Earth Splitting God. When this punch was blasted, the artistic conception of heaven and earth did not exist, time was no longer there, and everything seemed to have melted away in front of this punch. In the face of this punch, Long Aotian couldn't make a move at all, his heart was dead, his courage was broken, and his soul seemed to have left his body, and at the moment when Yinchen punched, he suddenly couldn't feel his hands and feet, couldn't feel his body, and couldn't even feel his own thinking and will, as if the moment Yinchen punched, he had been defeated and died.

At that moment, in the sky above Yinchen's head, a great trend of heaven and earth, an invisible power of the law of heaven and earth, surrounded his fist, rumbling like a grinding disc. At that moment, the light cracked the water and fire, and the ground under the feet of Silver Dust suddenly turned into a lava desperate situation, and the air around Silver Dust suddenly swirled with wind and snow. Heaven and earth, the fist around the silver dust quickly flipped the field like a rotation, crushing like a grinding disc, undefensible, and unavoidable.

Silver Dust's fist hit Long Aotian's heart fiercely, he didn't burst out with any power other than muscle power, he didn't activate the realm, elemental polarization flip or divine magic, but it was such a simple and pure punch, it was enough to determine the outcome of this so-called Wenwen ratio.

Long Aotian, the head of the Shenhai Sect and the master of the Jianghu Alliance, curled up and fell down like a boiled prawn after a perverse blow from that time and space, lying at the feet of Silver Dust as a complete loser.

For the first second, no one in the audience spoke, no one moved, because everyone was still immersed in the fist intent of Yinchen's punch just now. It wasn't a mystery, it wasn't a killing dao, it wasn't even any earth-shattering style recorded in the legacy of the Evil Dark Monarchy, it was a horror that the people of the Jianghu Alliance couldn't imagine at all.

It is impossible for ordinary people to understand the divine will of creation.

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In the blink of an eye, in the afternoon, the boring and full of chicken blood and chicken soup "pledge meeting" ended in the cheers of everyone. The ten members of the Zhennan Gang were respectfully sent back to the small attic where they temporarily lived by the disciples of the Shenhai Sect. Their status now is completely different from when they first came, they have been upgraded from the gang of the "Jianghu Alliance" to the guests of the Shenhai Sect, and Yinchen is even more known as the "Worship", which is as noble as the two old-timers who were invited by the Shenhai Sect from the Xuantian Pavilion and the Holy War Gate at a high price.

Yinchen and Yin Xueli, Lu Qingyun and several young disciples of the Shenhai Sect said goodbye with a smile, and went back to the room to make final preparations, but in front of the attic, they met Wen Qingsong and reprimanded the other five disciples of the Zhennan Gang fiercely, those five people were all kneeling in the cold and biting shallow pool, the hem of the robe was full of mud, and the trouser legs were completely soaked, looking very embarrassed, but Wen Qingsong was angry and scolded, making everyone's face red.

"Brotherhood, life and death together! What about the poisonous oath you made in front of the old gang leader (Yin Shanluan)? Hmm? The young gang leader (Yin Xueli) saw that he was being surrounded, so you hid in the crowd and watched? Is this something that the men of the Zhennan Gang can do!"

“...... Our Zhennan Gang has indeed reached a difficult time now. The eldest brother and the second brother died in the battle of Tongguan, and died as a hero, the third brother, the fourth sister-in-law, the fifth brother and the fifth sister-in-law, the sixth brother, the ninth brother and others were all escorted to the "young gang master" on the way to the court eagle claw killed, also considered a hero, the old fourteen led people to answer in the ambush town, and was killed by random arrows, that is also for our young gang master not to be caught by the eagle claws to bully ****, how to say that it is also a hero, but what about you? Ranked twelve to sixteen, younger than thirteen, the old seventeen are ahead, but here you are a shrunken turtle! That person from the Shenhai Sect is also reasonable, can it be more terrifying than the eagle claws of the imperial court?

Wen Qingsong was scolding, and a pair of young men and women suddenly came out of his side, both dressed in moon-white robes, the man had a square appearance, the eyes were mighty, and the woman was plump and charming, exuding the charm of a mature woman like a seductive peach. The two of them ran straight over from a path, and when they reached Wen Qingsong, they pulled out the long sword they were carrying, and Wen Qingsong was not defenseless at this time.

When Silver Dust saw this, his first reaction was to chant a mantra loudly. "The Lotus of Final Ice!" He was a little more away, and was about to use the ice lotus that burst out on the ground to stop the two, but he didn't want to be pushed to the ground by Lu Qingyun beside him.

"I can't help it, Brother Yinchen! That's ten brothers and ten sisters-in-law!" As soon as Lu Qingyun's words fell, he heard the ten sisters-in-law in front of him exclaim: "Oh, why is it freezing all of a sudden?" followed by a loud sound of ice explosion.

"Mr. Silver Dust, Oolong!" Wen Qingsong has not seen Silver Dust's trick of "fire + ice = water" along the way, and naturally recognizes this unique skill of conjuring cold ice out of thin air, and saw that Lao Shi and Shi Niang were forced to retreat again and again by ice thorns, and a layer of hoarfrost formed on the long sword in his hand, he knew that Yinchen was afraid that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly shouted at him, but as soon as he turned around, he saw that Yinchen was pressed to the ground by Lu Qingyun, and Yin Xueli fled to the side in embarrassment.

Wen Qingsong was just about to run over to help Yinchen up, when he saw a blue pillar of light suddenly shoot out from Yinchen's hand and fall directly on his chest, and a thick layer of dark ice condensed on his body at the same time. This Xuan Ice was not very cold, and it would not freeze Wen Qingsong in place, but it was like a thick and heavy armor on him, affecting his activities while providing extremely high defensive power. Wen Qingsong had just been put on the "Ice Battle Armor" by Silver Dust, when he suddenly felt the evil wind behind him, followed by the sound of a sharp weapon hitting the armor. Wen Qingsong's body shook and shook forward slightly, but he didn't have any intention of falling down at all, let alone being hurt in the slightest. He turned around quickly as much as he could, and looked at the twelfth Zhennan Gang brother with an incredulous expression, who was actually holding a short black dagger and stabbing at him.

"Song Baoshu, are you actually?" Wen Qingsong looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, he never thought that the Zhennan Gang, which was originally united, could still have such an unforgivable thing as "fratricide and betrayal of the gang". His gaze moved to the faces of the other four, and what he saw was a water of shock and incredulity. The sixteenth of them even shouted, "Brother Twelve, what are you doing!" (To be continued.) )