Song Xing, who stepped into the firelight from the darkness, made all the twelve stars stunned, and under the firelight, Song Xing's face appeared clearly in front of them.

The man was still the same as before, but he was more than twenty years younger.

The doppelganger in this world is a middle-aged man in his forties, and Song Xing, who is replacing him at the moment, looks like he is only in his early twenties, and his quiet temperament looks like the big boy next door, which is completely different from Pang Wen's evil temperament before.

Both the enemy and the enemy were shocked by Song Xing's appearance, especially Bai Shanjun, who was the most shocked, because he saw Pang Wen enter the secret room with his own eyes.

Wei Wuya waved his hand, and the rest of the Twelve Stars who were besieging Bai Shanjun saw it, and his men's offensive slowed down, allowing Bai Shanjun to break out of the encirclement and join Song Xing.

"Damn, I'm being stalked by a mouse, I'm going to find a way to get out."

Bai Shanjun got rid of the entangled astrology and came to Song Xing's side and whispered.

He thought of a possibility in his heart, that is, Song Xing really understood the secret in the Immortal Sword, so that he rejuvenated and became so young.

The two of them are now prosperous, since they were discovered by Wei Wuya, then only one of the two sides can survive, to be honest, although Bai Shanjun shouted loudly, but in terms of kung fu, he was not Wei Wuya's opponent.

Song Xing looked at the few remaining people in the Hades Palace, and did not speak, but turned around and sat down on the black jade throne at the top of the main hall, looking down at the twelve stars below.

"Why, did you give up resisting knowing that you would not escape death?" Wei Wuya sneered, and while the wheelchair turned, he crossed the Twelve Stars and stared at Song Xing coldly.

Although he was a little puzzled about Song Xing's young appearance, Wei Wuya was confident that as long as he made his own move, Bai Shanjun and the two of them would only have one way to die.

Song Xing, who was sitting at the top, finally said the first sentence after hearing Wei Wuya's words: "Do you know the Shifting Flower Palace?"

Wei Wuya was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Song Xing, who was on the verge of death, would ask such irrelevant words.

"Don't you know?"

Song Xing looked at Wei Wuya's performance and was a little disappointed.

"In that case, then you're of little value."

Looking at Song Xing's expressionless face, a trace of uneasiness passed through Wei Wuya's heart: "Kill them." ”

As the words fell, twelve figures came out of the crowd and took the lead in attacking Song Xing.

Although the twelve astrological signs are ranked according to the zodiac signs, there are not only twelve people, and the lower astrological signs are all composed of many people in one astrological aspect.

The one who besieged Bai Shanjun just now was the seven people of the Black Dog Astrology, and at this moment, in addition to the seven Black Dogs, there were also one red-clothed chicken comb, one yellow-clothed chicken breast, and three flower-clothed chicken tails in the chicken phase.

In Wei Wuya's cognition, even if everyone who shoots is not as good as Song Xing, but when they shoot together, Song Xing is either dead or injured.

In front of everyone's eyes, Song Xing punched.

When he punched, the muscles and bones in Song Xing's body thundered, and the strength was born from the spine, which came from the physique obtained from the previous world, and became stronger and inhuman under the nourishment of a mysterious internal force in the body.

In the last years of martial arts, it was extremely difficult to reach this point.

However, in this world with internal strength and true qi, Song Xing, who has the eighth layer of Ming Yugong's power, under the operation of his true qi, instantly crossed the realm of bone cutting and marrow washing, and reached the realm of gods and clarity that Song Xing had never touched before.

Under the rotation of his mind, Song Xing did not use the true qi of Ming Yugong, and only relied on the strength of his own body to smash his fist into the chest of the black dog star in front of him.

Set up the golden beam of the sea, set the needle of the sea!

In this world, Neijiaquan appeared for the first time in front of the warriors of the rivers and lakes.

Compared to the world where the body can only be cultivated, the martial artists in this world can easily cultivate their true qi, so the polishing of the physical body cannot be compared with the inner fist at all.

It's like the difference between the witch clan who sanctified the flesh and the qi refiner who refined and transformed qi during the ancient flood and famine.

When the Qi Refiner who did not cultivate enough and the people of the Wu Clan fought directly in hand-to-hand combat, it was like the Black Dog Star in front of him, his chest was directly smashed by Song Xing's punch, and he didn't snort and was killed on the spot.

God and Ming, the practitioner can achieve the ultimate control of his own body, and the essence and spirit of the whole body, and the blood marrow plasma are condensed a little, just like the golden pill said by the Taoist.

Use the power of 'Jindan' to control your own qi and blood, stimulate the hidden acupuncture points in various parts of your body, polish yourself to be as crystal clear as Jindan, break through the limits of the human body, and finally evolve towards the road of 'immortals'.

Killing one person with one punch, Song Xing stepped on the four elephants, easily avoiding the siege of the first four, his right hand was as fast as lightning, crushing the throats of the three people, and a cannon punch hit the chest of the remaining one, listening to the sound of the person's sternum shattering, he couldn't die anymore.

When Song Xing killed five people like lightning, he didn't even use his weapons, and Bai Shanjun, who followed closely, had just pounced on and exchanged hands with a few people in the chicken phase.

And Wei Wuya's raised hand had not yet been put down.

At the same time as the five corpses fell to the ground, Song Xing exerted force under his feet and strode to punch again.

Bang!

The entire underground palace hall seemed to be shaken, and the remaining two people in the Black Dog Star were using sword moves to prepare to attack Song Xing, but they saw all five people in front of them flying out upside down, and then, in the turbulent airflow, a fist crossed the space and appeared directly in front of the two of them.

Like a hammer smashing a watermelon, the heads of the two exploded directly.

The few major stars behind Wei Wuya, the body was ready to take a step, ready to make a move.

There was a deathly silence in the air, and only the shouts of Bai Shanjun were left.

The first five people were shocked, the twelve stars have their own expertise, although the martial arts are high and low, but the gap is not so big that it is killed in seconds.

Witnessing the instantaneous ending of the Black Dog Star Seven, the five subconsciously wanted to retreat and join the people behind them.

I saw a flicker, but what the five of them saw was Song Xing, who was originally at the front door, and disappeared in front of them, but there was a gust of evil wind behind them.

Nine-hand rows, sticking to the wall and hanging paintings.

Song Xing gathered his strength in his palm, as if he was pasting a New Year's picture on the wall, and wiped his palm lightly on the back of the five people.

The retreating bodies of the five people seemed to hit a wall, and they vomited blood and rebounded.

The sword flashed, and Bai Shanjun, who followed closely, how could he give up this great opportunity, and the steel knife in his hand was picked and wiped, and five good heads flew into the air.

Song Xing turned around, just in time to meet Shang Wei Wuya's suspicious eyes.

What was shocked was the death of the black dogs, and what was suspicious was the strength that Song Xing showed at this moment.

With his strength, he could single-handedly kill the seven Black Dog Star Stars, but he couldn't do it as quickly and easily as Song Xing at the moment.

His vicious gaze could even tell that Song Xing didn't even use his true qi at all, and completely relied on the power of his body to kill several people.

The meaning behind this made his scalp tingle.

"This is not Pang Wen's usual kung fu, who are you?"

Wei Wuya stared at Song Xing's hands as white as jade, and said hoarsely.

Bai Shanjun and Pang Wen's kung fu, Wei Wuya can be said to know everything about it, but now Song Xian's boxing moves, with his knowledge, are unheard of.

Song Xing didn't answer his interest, and under the stimulation of his true qi, he realized the luck method of Dan Jin in the inner boxing, and officially stepped into the realm of Bao Dan.

Coupled with the Son of Heaven's Qi Hope Technique, seven martial artists whose strength was still above Wei Enming were killed by his fist in an instant, giving him a clear understanding of his current strength.

Facing Wei Wuya's questioning, Song Xing directly pulled out the immortal sword behind his back, and the pale cyan sword body made Wei Wuya and the astrons behind him change their faces.

"Immortal Sword!"

Wei Wuya's left hand slapped on the metal wheelchair, and suddenly countless steel needles shot out of the armrest, shooting towards Song Xing and Bai Shanjun, who were less than three meters away.

In addition to martial arts, Wei Wuya is also proficient in miscellaneous arts, and he is good at the technique of secret weapons, as a wheelchair for his daily travel, he has also been transformed to hide all kinds of hidden weapons.

The cyan sword light flashed, sealing the path of all the steel needles, breaking all the hidden weapons in the air into two and falling to the ground.

One of the three stunts of the Huanhua Sword School, it is famous for its lightness and swiftness and unpredictable changes.

When cultivating, you have to face the wild bees flying all over the sky, and kill all the wild bees with a sword before you can be considered successful in your cultivation.

This sword technique requires extremely high skills in eyesight and arm power, but with Song Xing's control of his own body, the first time he used it was the realm of Dacheng.

Seeing that Song Xing broke his hidden weapon, Wei Wutooth slapped his palms on the wheelchair continuously, and suddenly all kinds of hidden weapons poured out of the wheelchair.

Bai Shanjun suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and in the face of the overwhelming hidden weapon, he subconsciously rolled to the side, and was about to dodge.

The sword light flashed again, and in Wei Wuya's somewhat dull gaze, all the hidden weapons flying in the sky were shot down by Song Xing again.

Bai Shanjun, who was hiding behind a copper pillar, looked up and was a little dumbfounded.

As Pang Wen's partner, he asked himself if he knew something about his kung fu, but at this moment, Song Xing showed the profundity of his swordsmanship, which he had never seen before.

"Could it be that Lao Pang has been hiding his strength?"

This idea subconsciously popped up in Bai Shanjun's mind, and then he thought of the immortal sword, and immediately affirmed that Song Xing had understood the immortal sword, otherwise where did he get such a profound swordsmanship.

Just when Bai Shanjun was thinking wildly, Song Xing had already stepped out, turned into a sword in his body, and stabbed towards Wei Wuya.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, the Ape Strike Technique.

Wei Wutooth screamed, and threw himself out of the wheelchair, his body in the air, his hands formed ghost claws, and he grabbed at Song Xing's vital points.

However, with the blessing of Song Xing's True Qi, the speed of the ape attack technique once again broke through the limit of the human body, and at the moment when Wei Wuya urged the Nether Ghost Claw, the Immortal Sword had already directly pierced his heart.

The short body instantly seemed to be drained of all his vitality, Wei Wuya's eyes burst out, his mouth gurgled, his hands stretched forward, wanting to grab the corner of Song Xing's clothes, but he was shaken by Song Xing's sword-holding right hand, cutting off his last trace of vitality.