Man Jianghong jumped up, twisted his waist in the air and sat on his hips, his left arm was quickly raised, and the middle finger of his clenched fist protruded obliquely downward, "holding" to the end of the silk, but it was the plum blossom mantis fist that he had secretly learned from the dead ghost king Daqing. Even though he was not instructed by a famous teacher and didn't know the method of luck and strength, his strong body, sensitive reactions, and fierce strength made up for everything, even if Wang Daqing saw this thunderous and lightning after his resurrection, he would be ashamed of himself.

"Hmph, the praying mantis catches the cicada, but do you know that the yellow finch is behind?"

A cold snort was like Huang Zhong Da Lu, and the old man's stern voice continued to come from outside the cave.

However, it was a bird that appeared before the sound, the yellow finch!

A small dot protruded from the center of the quiet moon wheel, as if something was pushing out from under the membrane, and in an instant it was as big as a fist, and the wings flew out like lightning, and the sharp beak pecked at the red eyes of the manjiang.

Man Jianghong saw it clearly with his heavenly eyes, this was clearly a mass of spiritual energy condensed, and the legs, claws, and feathers were very blurred, not a real bird. With his temperament, he is ready to withstand the sharp blow of the yellow sparrow alive, and he will never give up the nuclear boat silk that is about to touch his fingers and is about to be "bitten".

His thinking is fast, but what is faster than thinking is the instinctive reaction of the body. Suddenly, he saw something hulala rushing towards his eyes, his body instinctively shrunk his neck and lowered his head, and his obliquely raised left arm blocked it horizontally. When his right hand, which was clipped to his waist, stretched out again to grab the nuclear boat, it was just a beat slower.

The yellow finch suddenly drew a semicircular arc in a very small amplitude, turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and flew away with the nuclear boat in its mouth.

Man Jianghong saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, as soon as Fang landed on the ground, he kicked his legs and feet violently, and in an instant, the rubble cracked under his feet, and the smoke and dust rose everywhere, and he chased after him.

At this moment, a quiet palm the size of a pu fan seemed to be condensed from the void, and it suddenly came, but it slapped in front of him but slowly, as if it just wanted to push him back.

The other party showed mercy, but he couldn't accept such an outcome. Man Jianghong exhaled and exerted force, accompanied by a roar, and punched out as fast as a meteor.

Break......

In the martial arts, only when you reach the realm of the palace can you release the internal qi externally, and only when you reach the realm of the grandmaster can you communicate the vitality of heaven and earth. In this regard, Man Jianghong did not have an intuitive understanding before. However, the palace saw a lot, and found that their internal and external gas was more of a detection, deterrence, blocking, and other functions, in short, they did not carry out direct strikes.

For example, it's a bit like releasing a cloud of "natural gas" to wrap around the other side before going to war. Of course, the other party is uncomfortable, sincerely afraid, and even suffocated and poisoned. But the biggest effect of "natural gas" is not this, but ignition and explosion, bursting out with huge energy and burning a sky-high fire. It's a pity that he hasn't found any hall that does this, whether it's the peak butterfly dance or the flower rong. Did Papaya's head not think of it, or couldn't do it? He was a little disdainful of this, and he didn't think so.

The palm in front of him completely subverted his cognition, and the other party's true qi crossed the spatial distance, and actually condensed a substantial blow, surpassing the fingers of the old Taoist on the Hudu River.

The thing outside the cave is definitely not simple, definitely not just a great grandmaster!

Man Jianghong refused to retreat, and now he is not what he used to be, and he also wants to try to fight hard with force, and see if his extremely strong body can be broken and get the legendary magic skills!

Bang, bangbang......

There was a continuous popping sound in the air, like stir-frying thousands of soybeans in a large red-hot iron pot, and the dense popping and jumping sound were rammed in one place, but it looked extremely dull and disgusting.

The fist is like touching a hard and extremely elastic rock, and the deeper it goes, the greater the resistance, as if it has hit a 10,000-year-old granite head-on.

One punch, two punches, three punches!

Man Jianghong gritted his teeth and dumbfounded, leaned forward, twisted his waist and kicked the ground, completed several adjustments to his body within one breath, and blasted out three punches in one second, each faster than the last, and heavier than the other.

Click, click, click......

It was as if the ice cracked, the hard shell broke, and the cyan palm finally collapsed.

Through the bursts of touch from the fist, Man Jianghong felt that it was similar to the "qi lock" that broke free from Yuyangzi on the eagle's beak cliff, except that one broke through from the inside out, and the other broke through from the outside in. The so-called one law, ten thousand laws, in the moment of lightning and fire, he suddenly realized that the basic principles of these mysterious methods with very different functions are actually similar!

Damn, the young master can still have such an esoteric martial arts and cultivation theory at such a tense moment of battle, he is really a genius!

Joy flashed away, and a sudden change occurred.

The so-called spring breeze is proud of the horse's hooves, and once the horse's front hooves were lost.

To his surprise, the true qi condensed into the palm of the other party was pervasive after the collapse, and it was forcibly poured into the Guan Chong, Shangyang, and Liquid Gate of the palm.

Bai Qi also attacked with his true qi into his body, but that guy ran a small business, and after seeing that the little money he had saved was absorbed by the big funnel meridians, his heart hurt so much that he quickly stopped. But this time, the aura that was poured in in an instant was more than ten times stronger than Bai Qi, just like a riverbed full of sand, a little water poured into it would be immediately absorbed and disappear cleanly, and once a flash flood broke out, there was a danger of bursting the embankment.

Partridge Heaven once commented on Man Jianghong's strengthened body:

“...... Grandmasters and Qi Refining Levels above the fourth level may not be able to suppress you with their aura, and True Qi entering the body may not be able to effectively attack you. You are a big funnel anyway, and the true qi will leak out as soon as you enter, and no one will be able to hold you up and die. But also keep in mind that don't let the huge amount of True Qi pour in at an instant, otherwise it will damage the internal organs. ”

In other words, the huge amount of true qi in an instant cannot be slowly absorbed and penetrated, and once it penetrates the internal organs that have no resistance, it will be terrible!

The surging true qi rushed forward, and it overflowed over his shoulders with a flick of his fingers. Man Jianghong's right arm was burning and painful and numb in an instant, as if it was about to swell and crack, and he lost consciousness completely.

And the little yellow finch flapped its wings, and the mouth of the nuclear boat had already flown over the boulder like the Taishi's chair. The bright silk silk trembled violently in the stirring wind, as if the lonely sail was far away in the blue sky, and the lover was sad and could not be suppressed, waving goodbye.

No...... Come back soon!

Man Jianghong's right arm, which had lost its combat effectiveness, swayed and drooped like a failed pendulum pointer. Ignoring it, he let out another roar and took two steps forward, chasing him before the boulder.

Seeing that he was so uninteresting, another palm was generated from the void, like an angry wind sweeping, and the momentum was still superior.

The right side of his body was numb and painful, and he began to disobey the call, Man Jianghong twisted his waist and waved his left arm in an extremely awkward posture, and struck out five punches in an instant.

The cyan palm collapsed again, like smoke and mist.

And then......

Then both of someone's arms turned into a malfunctioning pendulum pointer, dangling at either side of the body.

Can't throw punches, and legs!

He didn't have to think about it, he immediately squatted slightly, bounced onto the top of the stone like a big frog, and then used a move "Tiger Jumping Stream", and frantically pounced on the nuclear boat that was about to fly to the quiet moon wheel.

If Bai Qi saw this type of tiger fist, he would probably be so angry that he would crawl out of the eighteenth layer of hell. Nothing else, because this tiger has no front paws, and it looks very miserable, and there is no power at all.

Hunan people are brave, and there is a saying that "no Hunan can not be an army" since ancient times. In modern times, the Hunan people are even more famous for "hard-working, domineering, and patient". The word "tyranny" is a domineering and brutal ruthlessness and gangsterism. Once the bloody bite is stimulated, it will be recognized by the king of heaven.

is like the tragic scene of hitting a stone with an egg in front of me.

Man Jianghong knew that he was not an opponent, but if he had a chance, he would fight a hundred times more;