"Immeasurable Fist", which is the "Fist of the Infinite God" at the moment, does not care about the form, and when a punch comes out, it is the explosion of all the power of one's own spirit, spirit, qi and blood. This is the ultimate use of one's own strength, the power of the spirit, the strength of the body, the power of qi and blood, all the power that can be used, the most extreme explosion.

I am invincible, and my fist is lifeless, which is its fist intent!

At this moment, Yang An is a real cultivator, and the gap between the feeling and the second life is too big, the second life is the execution of the data program, Yang An can only feel the domineering momentum and subtlety of the cast, but in the real cultivation, to play such a punch intent, Yang An needs to practice step by step.

"Momentum! Must be condensed enough momentum!

Yang An took a deep breath and continued.

Punch, Recovery, Punch, Recovery......

Yang An sweated like rain, as if he didn't need money, he would eat one after a while, and he would be able to recover his consumed strength in minutes.

Such an ability to refine the pill against the sky can only be done by hanging force.

It is all thanks to Yang An's spiritual power that far exceeds his own realm.

If you want to cultivate the Lifeless God Fist as an ordinary martial artist, it is not bad to be able to punch three times a day, but Yang An is one punch in a few minutes, and half an hour is worth three days of cultivation for an ordinary martial artist!

Although the first punch is still not practiced, the accumulation of proficiency is growing rapidly.

As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle, and the water droplets are worn by the stone, practice makes perfect!

Yang An believes that it won't be long before he can really punch the first punch!

An hour later, Yang An stopped, six days without sleep, the consumption of energy, and the fatigue of severe overdraft were no longer what the pill could replenish.

Yang An glanced at Guan Qingzhu, who was sleeping, and also lay down directly on the ground, fell asleep in a few minutes, and soon fell asleep.

In the dream, he was still practicing boxing.

......

The sun rises three poles, and the bright sun pours down.

Guan Qingzhu woke up quietly, slowly opened her eyes, she was a little confused, suddenly thought of something, looked at her body suddenly, touched it, checked it, and made sure that everything was normal, then she breathed a sigh of relief, shook her little head vigorously, and bounced up.

At this moment, I can't care about the previous "stalemate", when I saw a hundred meters behind him, Yang An was in the shape of a "big character", obviously when he was sleeping, Guan Qingzhu's charming and natural pretty face, her eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a thick fear in her eyes that could not be resolved until now.

She couldn't even figure out what had happened last night!

But the domineering fist in her mind was unusually clear, and when she thought about it, she shivered.

That's the route of the boxing method?

Let her soul be ingested...... Is it fist intent?

At that moment, she already thought she was dead!

Who was he, and what happened last night?

Just the perception spreads past, and her spirit is destroyed!

Just by seeing his gaze, her mind was forcibly ingested, or rather, devoured!

It's horrible......

At this moment, Guan Qingzhu had palpitations, and there was a feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, as if he had survived the catastrophe of life and death, and the pride of the past was like a paper tiger, shattered by the endless fist.

Looking at Yang An, Guan Qingzhu didn't dare to sense it at all, let alone urge spiritual perception.

This is a sleeping tiger, a wolf in sheep's clothing, a demon who eats people and does not spit out bones!

"Is that fist a legendary artifact? Also, his divine sense ......?"

At this moment, Yang An moved, his hands slowly opened, and as soon as he stretched his waist, Guan Qingzhu, who was thinking about it, turned around and sat down cross-legged, motionless, with his cold hair standing on end, like a mouse that met a cat and had nowhere to escape.

Yang An got up and stretched lazily.

Squinting his eyes, he first checked his data, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile on his face, and his mood became wonderful.

53% power control!

Obviously, although the first punch has not yet been practiced, his power control has increased by 2%!

The higher the power control, the higher the attack burst from the whole body strength, and a 2% increase in attack power means a 2% increase in attack power!

That's a lot more powerful than adding a few cards or dozens of cards!

"'Hmph', the young lady is still recovering quickly. ”

Yang An looked at the graceful back, his eyes were clear, and he muttered, "It's just ...... I don't think I'm scared......"

Guan Qingzhu seemed to be calm, but the slightly messy breath and the slightly tense tense muscles and veins couldn't escape Yang An's perception.

"Hey, girl, I'm going forward, well, three hundred meters. ”

Yang An said.

"Humph!"

Guan Qingzhu got up with a "rub", twisted his waist and fat buttocks, and walked forward quickly.

As always, there was a "hum".

But this time the "hum" seems to lack some confidence.

Advancing three hundred meters, Yang An began to practice boxing unscrupulously.

Every few minutes, there was a "boom", and the sound of the air being burst stimulated Guan Qingzhu's tense nerves again and again.

Guan Qingzhu couldn't help it after all, and looked back......

Yang An didn't care either.

Anyway, Guan Qingzhu has already seen the real Wusheng God Fist, and it is the Wushang Fist that is deduced from the first punch in reverse of the ninety-ninth fist, so it doesn't matter if you watch him practice boxing at this moment.

Yang An looked focused, gathering momentum, punching, punching, punching.

It's like punching Guan Qingzhu in the air......

Don't say it, it's quite emotional!

Yang An also simply and directly set Guan Qingzhu as the target of the breath lock, and the idea of every punch was to blow Guan Qingzhu a hundred meters away!

His power began to grow more and more condensed.

At the moment of the outbreak, it became more and more domineering and violent!

A terrifying momentum, faintly formed!

Guan Qingzhu just glanced back, now it's okay, she feels like she is being targeted by a poisonous snake, and the feeling of being on her back is getting stronger and stronger. Even the fist wind seems to be able to sense, and gradually even the spirit seems to be locked......

Well, the girl's face is green.

But......

She can't be provoked, she can't be provoked!

Although she felt that Yang An's burst of strength was not strong at all, she could blow Yang An with one punch when she faced it head-on......

But she didn't dare!

She is not stupid, Yang An's origin is definitely not simple, she is definitely pretending to be a pig! Her hidden strength is not enough to see in front of others. The terrifying spiritual power that can directly ingest and devour her mind, as well as the fist that dominates the world, once it really explodes, her small body will be abused into scum in minutes.

Fortunately, she was sure that the other party was also clumsy. Reluctance to expose true strength.

Otherwise, what kind of pretend at this moment? Moreover, the pretending is still very similar, and a complete punch can't be punched, and every time it is still gathering momentum for so long, but it is thunder and rain, who is it to lie?

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