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Chen Xun's smiling face changed suddenly, and gradually became serious, and the oppression of death flashed in his heart.

Then he looked at He Yiming, who had a gloomy face, and felt a chill in his heart: "One sword and pen has already given me a lot of trouble, and four words already have the ability to seriously threaten my life." ”

"This supernatural power is very powerful, and it is a rare dual-attribute supernatural power. ”

Chen Xun sighed in his heart, "The body of ink and wash that is a combination of water spirit and earth system is not an entity that can be turned into scattered ink and wash all over the body, and the body part is hidden in the blade for volley manipulation, I am afraid that there is a rare level of high grade, similar to Wen Wanhuan, who can easily fight across the ranks." ”

Brush!

The four sword pens suddenly turned around slowly in the air, spun a beautiful pen flower in the air, and then like sharp arrows, they stabbed towards Chen Xun's beautiful face!

"You know how to stab your face!"

Clang!

Chen Xun's figure dodged the two sword pens.

Then he turned around and punched twice in a row, hitting the two sword pens to make them fly upside down, and then the other fist still hit He Yiming's chest non-stop: "Thirty-one punches!"

Boom!

Chen Xun punched He Yiming in the chest, but it only caused a slightly sticky~thick inky ripple, and He Yiming didn't have any change in expression at all, obviously it didn't matter at all.

Similar to this kind of non-physical body, the physical fists of ordinary means must be overcome, which is one of the reasons why ordinary supernatural powers are far inferior to rare supernatural powers.

"Thirty-two punches!"

Chen Xun drank in a low voice, dodged the encirclement and suppression of several sword pens in a strange manner, and then flashed his figure behind him, and suddenly swung his fist again and again: "Thirty-third punch... Thirty-four punches!"

It was impossible for Chen Xun to stop.

After all, once stopped, all the previous more than 30 punches were in vain, but at this time, because one hand was freed to defend, only one hand was used to swing the punch to stack, which was twice as slow.

But fortunately, this sword pen is not sharp, after all, it is only made of mortal iron, it is not a blade transformed by supernatural powers, and it does not have all kinds of terrible supernatural characteristics, so Chen Xun dares to shake it away with his fists.

"Thirty-fifth punch!"

Chen Xun blocked the sword pen again, and after swinging this fist, he suddenly felt a wonderful artistic conception in his heart, and his heart was surging, like a dam that had accumulated countless monstrous floods collapsed in an instant, and all his power could be poured out.

"The first... Thirty-six punches!!"

With Chen Xun's gentle drink, his voice was as deep and heavy as the waves.

Airplanes...

The punch suddenly rolled away with a deep blue wave, like a fan.

Blue ripples emanated from the fist as the origin, and the huge sound was like a seaspout, instantly overturning the entire white rocky field, making people feel a trace of seeping coldness under the scorching sun.

"It's ?!!"

And He Ming seemed to see that this was wrong, and surprise flashed in his heart, and he didn't dare to resist Chen Xun's powerful blow at all, and his body suddenly turned into a pool of red ink and scattered from all directions on the ground.

Boom!

The ground was fully ploughed by Chen Xun's fist in a fan-shaped way, and more than 20 meters of ground was ploughed open.

"This punch is so strong!!"

Surprise flashed in Chen Xun's heart, and he looked down at his fists stupidly.

I couldn't imagine that this superimposed punch would burst out with such power: "This punch of mine is superimposed thirty-six times, and it can already make me burst out in the realm of the second-order high-level, and burst out with a cross-order range of the second-order peak!"

Chen Xun felt it early.

When he threw the sixth punch before, he had already reached a certain threshold and was able to burst out a range attack of the same level, that is, the second-order high-level, but he vaguely knew that this was not the limit, so he accumulated thirty-six punches.

"The superposition of the six punches is a second-order high-level blow of the same level, and the superposition of the thirty-six punches is a second-order peak blow that spans one level. Chen Xun faintly understood this supernatural power, "Is it progressing in multiples of six?" ”

"If six times is counted, then two hundred and sixteen punches can burst out into a third-order low-level blow? A three-order mid-level blow can be broken out with one thousand two hundred and ninety-six punches?

It seems to have infinite possibilities, and theoretically, with the cultivation of the peak of the second order, he can swing tens of billions of punches in a row, and he is afraid that he can reach the earth-shattering blow of the near immortal, but in fact, it is just chicken ribs.

How could anyone be willingly punched so much?

In real combat, it is almost impossible for others to stand still and let you throw thirty-six punches, and it is generally possible to hit the opponent six times in a row without being interrupted, which is already remarkable.

If it weren't for the fact that a liquid body like He Yiming almost ignored physical attacks, the enemy was really punched by you for more than two hundred punches, and it is estimated that he would have been killed alive, where would he still need to burst out with this charged blow?

It seems to be very strong, but it's actually just chicken ribs, after all, it's just an ordinary-level supernatural power, and it only has a slight effect in actual combat, and it can only be used as a burst with six punches as a cycle, and thirty-six punches are basically impossible.

"It's very interesting. ”

He Yiming's body gradually condensed, but his face turned slightly pale, obviously the punch just now was not a purely physical level, but a water attack.

He stood in front of Chen Xun and smiled bitterly. "But it's just fun. ”

He Yiming's insight is not shallow, and his evaluation is somewhat similar to Chen Xun's, which looks strong but is useless.

After all, this supernatural power is just an ordinary supernatural power after all, and the fist power contained in it is weak, even if a series of attacks hit the enemy, it is difficult to hurt the enemy, and it only relies on the accumulated explosion.

However, in real combat, unless the combat skills of the two are too different, or the realm is too different, who will stand still and let you punch more than ten times in a row?

"Well, it's really useless, and it's very limited, but there are some places where it can work wonders. Chen Xun nodded and agreed.

Poof!

He Ming's mouth was sweet, and a trace of blood penetrated from the corner of his mouth at this time.

It was just the aftermath of the blow just now, and the injury was not light, but like most of the madmen who "sacrificed their lives", they didn't care about the extent of the serious injuries.

"So now that the actual combat ability of this supernatural power has been tested, then today's battle will end here. Chen Xun looked at He Yiming, who was slightly oozing blood from the corner of his mouth, and found that he also nodded after hearing the words, which was the same as Chen Xun's opinion.

After all, the two are just learning after all, and they seem to be fighting each other in laughter, but they will kill each other when they make moves, but in fact, they still have spare strength and can stop at critical moments.

(To be continued.) )