"Iron-striker. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"What are you going to put here?"

Voices were being heard, someone was talking, and there was a black and white world.

The colors here are monotonous and unremarkable. And that sentence was spoken by a young man.

It was a young man in a black robe.

He was handsome, but his face was expressionless, and his tone was the same, as light as frost, without any emotion.

This is a world of memories, and the reason why it has no color is naturally because people who recall it are born without feelings, thoughts and thoughts.

And in front of this black-clothed young man, it was a tall man with a body as strong as an ox.

At least a foot tall figure, a piece of muscle in the eyes.

There was a terrifying aura of power emanating from this body, which was terrifying.

When asked, the man looked back.

"I don't need to ask, of course, it's for me to make a place to practice. ”

The man turned around and spoke.

......

The picture is changing.

The memories are over, and they are in front of us.

The eyes of the young man in black were looking, looking at a certain place.

There was a battle platform, the first prison of the reincarnation death prison.

Zhou Chenxi and the skeleton general were still fighting, but all along, it was Zhou Chenxi who was bombarded, pierced by a spear, and then completely fell.

But after Zhou Chenxi fell, there was a miraculous energy running, the brilliance was present, and Zhou Chenxi's body miraculously turned into a point of light, and then came back to life.

"It's so weak. ”

The young man in black stood in the sea of fire, his hand moving, and a seat composed of flames appeared, and it fell behind the young man in black.

As soon as he sat down, the young man in black shook his head and spoke.

"Iron-striker, is this your descendant? ”

"I don't know how many years have passed, have your last generation of clansmen fallen into such a situation?"

Shaking his head, the young man in black said.

While he was talking, Zhou Chenxi was killed by a bombardment and fell in a pool of blood.

"Think you once had forty-two stripes. ”

"With full force exploding, such an opponent can only be killed by one punch. ”

"Is it because I can't play the fifth punch? ”

"The limit is in the third punch...... There is no blood of your clan who strikes iron. ”

For a long time, the young man in black was silent, watching incessantly, but he didn't feel half bored.

Because for the endless years, he no longer knew what it meant to be bored.

Seeing Zhou Chenxi being constantly killed, the young man in black actually had a strange emotion breeding.

It seems that today, countless years later, since the departure of the iron, the young man in black has not felt the emotion.

"Is it a relief......

The young man in black actually had a faint smile on his face that had not changed for eternity.

......

The rumbling sound was sounding, and on the battle platform, Zhou Chenxi was vomiting blood, constantly flying upside down.

But in his blood-colored eyes, there was a smile in it.

"Finally, let Lao Tzu knock you on the head!"

Even if he is crazy, Zhou Chenxi can never forget his first goal, which is the first step, and it is a step that must be done.

That is to use your fist, to slam that punch on the head of this guy who is dead and only a skeleton can move.

And just now, Zhou Chenxi did it.

The smash of that punch made the skeleton general's helmet crooked, and there was a big depression on it, obviously the force of that punch was definitely not small.

And the head of the skeleton general almost flew out.

"Hahahaha......"

Zhou Chenxi's heart softened slightly, and he laughed wildly.

Because the first step was successfully achieved.

And the skeleton general stood there fixedly.

It's in a daze.

Because after I don't know how many times I died, Zhou Chenxi actually did it, slamming his fist on its head, not on its body.

Looking at Zhou Chenxi, who was laughing wildly, the skeleton general stabbed the spear in his hand to the ground.

The body is moving, and its fists are blasting.

“？？？”

In front of him, the skeleton general threw down his spear and rushed over, Zhou Chenxi's crazy head was full of question marks, because his crazy thinking had already been short-circuited, and he could hardly think.

But before Zhou Chenxi could react, when the rigid braincase went to work, the skeleton general had already arrived.

The gloved fist was blasting out, and the speed of the punch was as fast as lightning, and in just a blink of an eye, the fist with terrible power had already bombarded in front of him.

Punched on the left side of the face.

Zhou Chenxi's body was flying upside down, rolling in the void, and he did a 4,200-degree grand slalom before falling to the ground.

Under this punch, Zhou Chenxi shook his head and finally reacted.

Skeleton generals don't only use spears, their fists are sharper!

Getting up from the ground, Zhou Chenxi was drinking, wanting to fight back.

He never dreamed that this skeleton general's fist would be so terrifying.

But when Zhou Chenxi looked up, he saw a spear stabbed out again.

It was a sharp blade filled with cold, and in just a moment, the darkness had filled the entire world.

Under the awakening of Du, Zhou Chenxi was roaring, and rushed towards the skeleton general.

And on his abdomen, the forty-third line opens.

This pattern has been reincarnated countless times since it first appeared.

Because every time there is death here, it seems that time is returning to the beginning, and it seems that only the brief memory can bring the beginning.

And no matter how this pattern is depicted, it will eventually reach a critical point, even if it is only one step away, after death, it will disappear.

But the portrayal was restarted again and again, and until now, Zhou Chenxi's body has been completely familiar with this nascent line.

In this way, the speed of the depiction of the texture has been increased!

After countless repetitions, the speed of the pattern becomes extremely fast.

And this time of resurrection, the forty-third lines are appearing, and it is only a short moment, and it has reached a critical point!

"Die!"

But Zhou Chenxi didn't have half a sense of this, because he was punching.

The skeleton generals are also attacking.

But between the fist and the gun, there was a change in Zhou Chenxi's mind.

It was a wonderful light and color, and this light was shining.

Someone's figure is appearing, it is asking the old, and asking the old is showing the boxing technique, the fourth punch of the positive tattoo boxing!

"Fourth Punch ......"

There was a sudden coolness in his heart, and his spiritual power suddenly soared at this time! Zhou Chenxi's mind at this time was like the ancient well that was about to dry up, suddenly filled with water, and it was instantly full of vitality.

This is exactly what Zhou Chenxi came out of his madness, with the complete portrayal of the forty-three lines on his abdomen.

Mental power skyrocketed wildly.

The fourth punch was finally realized by Zhou Chenxi under the breakthrough of this spiritual power.

Bang out of the punch.

Zhou Chenxi was stunned, but deliberately, there were thirty-one lines of ancient rune energy that changed differently.

That's exactly how the fourth punch works.

The roar of the tiger roared through the battle platform, a terrible howl that shook the heavens and the earth.

And under this punch, the skeleton general held the spear in his hand, but his body kept retreating, and he stopped after retreating dozens of steps.