Song Xingren was in the air, and he pressed a palm towards the little old man, and the nine-layer peak Mingyu True Qi surged out like a sea tide.

The little old man's eyes darkened.

It was as if all the light had been sucked into Song Xing's raised palm, and there was no trace of it.

After experiencing the shuttle between the two worlds, Song Xing's mood and spirit have undergone a strange transformation.

After holding Dan, the soul is rounded, the spirit is sublimated, and all kinds of moves can be used at your fingertips, all of which can exert great power.

Gang is successful, and he can already integrate a trace of his own 'god' will into the moves, so that the simple move competition is more integrated into the contest of spiritual will.

In addition to the darkness, the little old man also felt quiet.

Extreme quiet.

Obviously, when Song Xing made a move, the true qi was agitated, and the air flow was surging, and the little old man could even hear the sound of Lu Xiaofeng and the others breathing, but after Song Xing slapped this palm, all the sounds disappeared in the ears of the little old man.

The world fell silent.

Even though he gathered his breath in his ears, he still couldn't hear anything, and in the darkness, there was no sound.

It was as if Song Xing's palm directly erased the little old man's vision and hearing.

Fortunately, the little old man could still feel the cold.

Even the cold air that can freeze and crack the rocks is all around the little old man, and King Kong's incorruptible body can't stop the invasion of the cold current in the air.

Those who are slightly weaker in success will be killed in an instant in this terrifying cold snap.

What's even more terrifying is that in the darkness, the invisible and untouchable sense of silence fills the little old man's mind.

The darkness, the gloom, the silence, the destruction, the feeling that is enough to make people crazy shakes the five senses of the little old man.

Unable to see things, hearing or hearing, the little old man's face still did not change much, and he knew that these were all caused by the magic of Song Xing's exercises.

His eyes can still see, his ears can still hear, as long as he breaks through the cage that Song Xing has laid for him, all the predicaments will no longer be a problem.

Unable to see anything, the little old man did not retreat, but took a step forward.

Forty years of cultivation of the Great Yin and Yang endowed True Qi, like a flood of waves, going upstream, instantly coming from the sea of qi to the meridians of his palms.

In an instant, the little old man was a few feet away, and his palms pushed out horizontally.

The air waves emptied and roared.

This is the first time in decades that the little old man has gone out with all his strength, like a meteor falling from the sky, the little old man's simple move, but it seems to be with a hurricane that is enough to tear everything, towards the palm that Song Xing has pressed.

The little old man finally saw the light again, and the whistling sound of air waves sounded in his ears, and then a hand as white as jade pressed against his palms.

Rumble!

Song Xing and the little old man collapsed a foot under their feet again, and smoke and dust rose from under their feet like earth dragons.

As Song Xing's palm continued to press down, the sleeves of the little old man's arms exploded together, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning, and he took a few steps back.

The eyelids of all the onlookers jumped, when Song Xing made a move just now, they didn't feel the slightest vision, but when the little old man came out of his palm, the waves were stormy, showing his true qi cultivation that shook the past and the present.

Gong Jiu and Lu Xiaofeng asked themselves if they couldn't stop the little old man's move.

However, Song Xing's palm, which seemed to have no power, forcibly suppressed the little old man's counterattack in the palm, and even made him suffer a lot of losses.

The look of fear flashed from the bottom of the little old man's eyes, if his reaction was half a minute slower just now, the speed of the palm hesitated a little, and the internal force cultivation was a little worse, and Song Xing's palm should have smashed his head.

In his decades of life, he had never seen such a strange palm technique.

The little old man has seen a lot of exercises in the rivers and lakes that can confuse people's five senses, but all of them rely on foreign objects or gestures to pave the way, slowly diverting people's senses and making wrong judgments in battle.

But it has never been like Song Xing, just one palm, almost sucking people's hearts into the palm of their hands, in that silent and dark world, feeling the sense of extinction hope that returns to the void.

At this point, the little old man no longer had the slightest contempt for what Song Xing had just said about defeating the top ten lists.

"In terms of palm alone, there is no one in the rivers and lakes who can compare with you."

The little old man gave high recognition to Song Xing's palm that almost killed him: "I have read all kinds of martial arts scriptures, and I have never seen such a palm technique, can this palm method have a name?" ”

Song Xing was a little sorry that he didn't slap the old man in front of him with one palm, and when he heard the little old man ask, he still said, "Return to the ruins." ”

The east of the Bohai Sea does not know hundreds of millions of miles, there is a big gully, but there is only a bottomless valley, and there is no bottom under it, and the name is called the ruins.

The legendary ruins are the end of the seabed, filled with endless darkness and silence, extreme cold, without any life, and the final destination of all life.

The little old man muttered: "Return to the ruins, return to the ruins, return to nothingness..."

The great yin and yang endowed the true qi to operate, and the momentum on the little old man's body skyrocketed, and he unfolded what he had learned, and waved seventeen claws at Song Xing in an instant.

The Ruyi Orchid Hand, in the hands of the little old man, is more powerful than the beef soup, and even leaves an afterimage in the air between the claws.

Song Xing reacted quickly, and pointed into a sword, and returned the little old man's seventeen fingers in an instant, and the little old man was stunned to find that each of Song Xing's fingers was accurately pointed at the most critical point of his true qi operation.

If he didn't change his moves, Song Xing would abolish one of his hands as soon as he pointed out.

The little old man was helpless, so he changed a set of palm techniques, called Ichthyosaurus Change, and his body suddenly looked like a golden carp entering the sea, like a dragon, and between the palms, it was unpredictable.

Song Xing responds to all changes with the same, swings the sword, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, let you change in every way, I have my own swordsmanship.

Next, the little old man changed several sets of boxing techniques and fingerings, all of which were lost in martial arts, but he could never help Song Xing.

Song Xing punched again to force the little old man back, and then the momentum on his body was retracted, and his hands were raised, putting on a peculiar posture.

Seeing this, the little old man did not take the opportunity to sneak attack, because when Song Xing took this pose, his hair stood on end, and under a spirit, his body instantly turned into a wisp of light smoke and quickly retreated towards the rear.

If Sikong picks the stars here and sees the light skills of the little old man at this moment, he will find that the little old man's light skills are almost not under Chu Liuxiang.

In the blink of an eye, the little old man retreated a few feet away, but the deadly sense of crisis in the dark still did not dissipate, he could only stare at Song Xing, and then retreat.

Song acted!

One step out, shrinking into inches, has approached the little old man a few feet away.

He Zhizhang's eyes lit up, he understood Song Xing's step, and there was the shadow of his drunken Liuyun Seven Killer.

The qi machine wraps around the opponent, and according to the opponent's qi machine changes, it follows like a shadow, like a maggot attached to the bone.

However, Song Xing's one-step method is obviously more clever than that of Drunken Liuyun, you must know that he and the little old man were a few feet apart before, but they can step into the attack range in one step under the entanglement of the qi machine, which is simply amazing.

Looking at the little old man who was still flying away at hand, Song Xing raised his hands and made a seal in the air, and then turned his palm over and pressed it downward.

In the eyes of the little old man, an endless sea appeared, and in the dark water, there was a majestic mountain as high as 10,000 feet, and you could even hear the sound of the tide crashing on the mountain.

What shocked him even more was that he found that the mountain and the sea were actually supported by a huge palm on top of the palm.

The palm of the hand is overturned, the mountains and rivers are overturned, and the world is turned upside down suddenly!

In the face of this heavenly scene, people can't afford to resist anything, and all that is left is fear and despair.

The little old man bit his tongue violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the pain briefly dispelled the hesitation in his heart, and with a roar, the true qi of his whole body surged, and he blocked it towards the top of his head.

Before the palm of his head fell, the little old man could already feel the crackling of bones all over his body, and the air around him seemed to turn into steel, restraining him from moving.

A palm falls, the four poles are wasted, Kyushu is split, the sky is not covered, and the earth is not circumferential.

The little old man felt that he was not fighting with people, but with the 'heaven' that was high up.

In the next breath, the little old man's palms were broken, his arm bones were shattered, and decades of true qi cultivation were like spring and white snow under that white palm, all of which melted.

The palm print fell, the little old man's blood vessels burst all over his body, and the ground under his feet shattered and sank inch by inch under the terrifying pressure, and the blood all over his body was instantly pressed out of his body under this force, dyeing the ground under his feet bright red.

The little old man who has controlled the invisible man for thirty years and mastered all kinds of divine skills is exhausted under the palm of Song Xing.

Killing the little old man with one move, Song Xing raised his jade-like right hand and sighed dissatisfied.

Gather the principles of martial arts in the inner family boxing to create a half-style loose hand Buzhou Mountain.

And with the idea of true qi martial arts, he created a half-style scattered hand to return to the ruins.

When a mountain and a sea return to one place, it is the first complete loose hand created by Song Xing.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas!