The world is dyed with snow, and the world is white.

After a night of fierce fighting, Gan Renlong's breath was sharply discharged, and the whole person was like a short cut in an instant, and he lost a circle, and his original forced gas was gone, and his momentum was weak, and his old state was fully revealed, and his steps were staggering.

Chen Zhuo and Gong Baotian vomited the sound of killing, their eyes were like cold lightning, and they chased after the victory under their feet, flashing and sweeping, and their fists and feet were wide open.

Gan Renlong's expression changed wildly, his cheeks swayed between dodging, and he made two "coo" sounds, and he actually planned to swallow his breath and become the fishing toad.

How can you do it?

Sun Lutang stepped forward sideways at this time, and launched a series of fast attacks with both fists, and the fist wind was like an arrow, rushing to the door.

His state at this moment was a little delicate, his eyelids drooped, his eyes lowered, he didn't look at the opponent, but his fists rose and fell to block Gan Renlong's advance and retreat trajectory.

But he didn't fight Ganren Dragon, but the Void, and he only had killing thoughts about the Void. The shadow of the fist is shrouded, trapping the Gan Renlong in it, and if it moves, it will bear the brunt of it.

The battle of martial arts is a battle of square inches.

And the battle of square inches has two meanings.

A layer of fighting, fighting for the inch of land under your feet; Fists and feet come and go, in the square inch of the violent murderous thoughts, beckoning and falling, pushing shoulders and elbows, tossing and turning, starting from the square inch, falling in the square inch, dying in the square inch, hand in hand to see life and death, raise the foot to talk about the height. The other layer is the heaven and earth in each other's hearts, competing for ideas; The ability of fists and feet is to practice for ten years or a hundred years, and after all, you have to rely on your ideas to control the way of attack and defense, and the ability to square inches.

But how could Gan Renlong not move, on both sides behind him, Chen Zhuo and Gong Baotian were eyeing each other, and the killing moves were repeated, he could avoid it with his foresight, but he couldn't avoid Sun Lutang's killing thoughts on this void.

The sound of swallowing air came to an abrupt end.

As soon as the breath was broken, Gan Renlong's eyes showed an extremely rare look of horror, and he was moved by it.

The person in front of him obviously couldn't detect a trace of murderous intent on his body, but it could make him feel cold all over his body.

And this person's understanding is also superb. Shicai is just watching his shadow move and punching, listening to his fists and feet rise and fall, but whenever he thinks about it, he can avoid it first, and it is not difficult to deal with; But the further back he played, the more this person's fist momentum became more and more devoid of fireworks, and with his gestures, he gradually gave up his five senses, and he didn't need to see or listen, but to kill the world where he was.

Good idea.

People's physical and mental minds are born because of the five senses, and if the five senses are shielded and abandoned, they will no longer think about it.

And Sun Lutang is to extend and amplify the enemy in his heart infinitely, so big that even the Gan Renlong can accommodate it, which is to take heaven and earth as the enemy.

No matter how it dodges, but if the world does not change, it will be difficult to get out of its shape.

This is the sublimation of the spiritual level, feeling the qi of heaven and earth, and Gan Renlong is also in it; In Sun Lutang's heart, there is no longer his existence, only the vast world, and he is insignificant.

It's not a mystery, but it's an enemy of the mysterious, and the martial artist is immersed in it, becoming a mysterious state.

There is no thought and move the fist, and the intention is to fight with heaven and earth.

From now on, there will be no more murder for this person.

such mental states......

Gan Renlong's pupils shrank, and for no reason he thought of what Sun Lutang had said before, "The holy and unknowable is a god......

Two words popped up in his head.

Valkyrie !!

But Gan Renlong's face was gloomy and terrifying in an instant, and this guy was actually using him to understand his fist and refine his mind.

Distracted, the two behind him came again.

Chen Zhuo's breath was swallowed, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, with the violent rise and fall of his chest, between exhaling and inhaling, a thick white mist overflowed from his mouth and nose, and the water vapor spread, hanging a layer of white frost on his eyebrows.

Gong Baotian was also quite embarrassed, stepping through the sea of fire, rolling through the frost, his clothes were torn and broken, his hair was scattered, and he was stained with blood, but the bright splendor in his eyes did not change.

Today you must kill this mysterious old ghost!

And the two of them are also secretly frightened, worthy of Sun Lutang, half a hundred years old, I think that the strength has already penetrated the whole body, and the fighting style is difficult to meet opponents, and the spiritual will has been tempered thousands of times, and now it is a day of enlightenment.

This state is probably unheard of, unseen, and unique in the world, which has never been seen before, and may not be there again in the future.

Realize the meaning of fist refining, take heaven and earth as enemies, and condense the meaning of "martial god".

What a big spirit.

The two of them are one left and one right, Chen Zhuo secretly lucked "Tiangang Jin", the residual medicinal power in the body was frantically urging, the qi and blood were shocked, and the thunder sounded, and the arms were already withdrawn, and the explosive power of the whip was transmitted to the two hands and knives, the muscles and bones collided and trembled, and the ten fingers seemed to collapse thunder, hitting its key points and attacking its vital points.

"Bang Bang ......"

Gong Baotian shrank close to the ground, rolling and rolling, as fast as a raccoon, and at the same time exchanged elbows and palms, probed between the thighs, elbowed his legs and legs, flipped like flying, and the fast people were dazzled.

Now that Gan Renlong's mouth is breathing, he has no ability to unload his strength, and if he is hit, he is no different from ordinary people.

Gan Renlong clenched his fists, hurriedly swallowed his breath, and hit the five elements hammer, the front foot just avoided the killing moves of the two behind him, and the back foot also had a fist shadow smashed in front of him, and there was no way to avoid it, and he also used the five elements hammer.

But the former is the number of Taijiquan, and Sun Lutang makes it the move of Xinyiquan; Monkey, tiger, snake, chicken, bear five true forms and also split, collapse, drill, cannon, horizontal five elements of fist, easy to come, its momentum is unstoppable, the ape body is unstoppable, is a little bit of killing but extraordinary drill punch.

Gan Renlong immediately parried with his fists, changed his playing style, and his eyes were calm, and it was another hammering method of the Golden Toad Sect.

Ruyi Zijin hammer !!

The arms shook, as if turned into a steel whip, the collapsed flesh suddenly stood up again, the empty palms with the influx of strength, the blood surged, the curled ten fingers became thick when they landed, the flesh and bones fit, as if there were no finger seams; At first glance, the whole fist swelled in a circle, and it really clenched into a hammer, dark red as a soldering iron.

As soon as the fist shadow moved, the north wind squeezed through the palm of his hand, and a sharp fist sound was born under the squeezing of the wriggling muscles, meeting Sun Lutang's drill fist.

The two fists collided in the air, like thunder and fire.

He was already shocked by something, so he simply breathed a smooth, his body was like a willow arm like a whip, and he had no reservations, and even the fighting style of Huaquan was also integrated, no longer blindly avoiding, but turning passive into active, and defensive into attack.

And Gan Renlong thought of the land true immortals, attacking everything, and avoiding everything in the code; Now Sun Lutang's style of play has a bit of the shadow of extreme attack, and as soon as his fist falls, there is nothing to hide, which actually complements their "Xuan" path, and is also a nemesis.

This person actually found another way and realized another spiritual realm that belonged to him at the time of the sinking of the Shenzhou land and the decline of the martial arts.

Archenemy.

Flower boxing, Huaya.

Can be used as a long fist, the arms can also be put long to hit far, soft as cotton, hard as iron, at this moment the luck of a move, the two arms when bent and straight, twisted and turned, a pair of hammer-like fists pushed back and forth, the power is amazing, the fist wind rumbles over, and the scalp of the listener is numb.

It's just that after repeated outbreaks, Gan Renlong's old state is getting heavier and heavier, and the wrinkles on his face are also increasing at an extremely terrifying speed, or rather, they are there, and they are back to their original appearance.

The old thing is going to be desperate.

Chen Zhuo and Gong Baotian dared to slack off, their eyes widened angrily, the breath in their mouths was like a roar, and the cold wind penetrated, like a knife scraping through their throats, piercing into their lungs, and bleeding in pain.

After chasing after them, the two of them have already boosted their strength.

I don't want that Gan Renlong not only didn't hide this time, but also burst into a killing machine, destroying the withering and decaying with a pair of fists, and took a punch from Sun Lutang in a non-critical place, and turned around and smashed at Gong Baotian and Chen Zhuo with his strength.

Suddenly, he was shocked by the strong wind in front of him, Gong Baotian's face changed wildly, and he parried with his fist, and when he hit it in the air, blood broke out from his mouth and nose.

After a night of hard fighting, he was already almost exhausted, and he didn't want this old immortal to have energy to consume.

Seeing that Gong Baotian was about to die, under the terrifying thrashing method, Chen Zhuo clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, and directly intercepted in front of Gong Baotian, meeting the two fists that were as big as hammers.

The four fists were opposed, and Chen Zhuo was also like being struck by lightning, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were red.

Damn, this old monster can really survive.

Fortunately, he still has some medicinal power in his body, but it is also in danger.

Seeing that Chen Zhuo could resist his double hammer and not retreat, Gan Renlong gritted his teeth and hissed: "How do you think I got to where I am today? Get in the way, damn it! ”

As he spoke, his arms suddenly stretched outward like lightning, and he had already turned in a circle, not only taking Sun Lutang's fist, but also turning around and smashing at Chen Zhuo, his feet still moving and dodging.

Gong Baotian breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were calm, and he hurriedly lunged forward and punched Chen Zhuo.

Now I'm afraid that they have reached the limit, looking at the rapid deepening of the old state of the Ganren Dragon, there should be not much essence left in the body, so I can't wait to kill the two of them first in order to survive.

Who lives and who dies?

The fist wind shook, and the two of them coughed up blood, as if they were hit hard, they retreated three or five steps on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, one half kneeling, and the other fell softly.

Seeing that Gong Baotian was crumbling, Chen Zhuo said hoarsely with red eyes: "Hold on, this old thing is almost unbearable!" ”

Sun Lutang's eyelids trembled, as if he was shocked that the two of them were in danger, and had hurried to help.

"Hahaha, you all have to die today......"

Gan Renlong laughed wildly, like a night owl, and he was about to raise his fist and attack again.

correct

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the laughter stopped.

On the high platform, Xu Sanye held a foreign gun, but he didn't aim at people, but put it into the sky.

But it was this shot that actually made Gan Renlong's breath involuntarily.

That's it.

He had already landed a heavy punch in the back of his heart, leaning forward, and blood spurting wildly from his mouth.

At the same time, Gong Baotian forcibly pressed the reverse blood in his throat, taking advantage of the moment when the other party leaned forward, his center of gravity was unstable, his eyes were fiercely reunited, he flipped to the ground, grabbed and probed with both hands, touched the ground with one foot, and swept the right leg of Gan Renlong on the ground with the other foot.

Gan Renlong took advantage of his prescient ability, and suddenly turned on the ground, but before he could stand firmly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a person in the snow had already kicked the ground and flew up, and a knee hit him like a meteor, waiting for him.

The frost and snow were agitated, and what caught my eye was a hideous and crazy evil look, as well as a fierce laugh that had reached his mouth.

"Bang!"

As if feeling that a gunshot was not enough, Xu Sanye released another empty gun.

Gan Renlong's face was distorted, his essence was depleted at the moment, even if he had the ability to have foresight, but his body was slow for a moment, and his reaction was half a beat slower, and he was busy folding his arms to resist.

Gong Baotian also clenched on, flew sideways, shot like lightning, and his right hand had reached under Ganrenlong's crotch.

"Bang!"

The knee has fallen.

The frost and snow stained by Gan Renlong's body seemed to be scattered and shattered by a heavy blow's domineering force.

It was blocked.

"Ahh

But a terrible scream broke out from his mouth, his eyes were cracked, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he saw Gong Baotian's five fingers clenched under his crotch, and he was already flying back.

"Die!"

The screams started, and the ten fingers of Chen Zhuo's hands in the air were quietly retracted, and the ape arm was extended, and he was already full of murderous eyes to the left and right of Gan Renlong's head, and his palms were clasped opposite each other in the air.

"Poof!"

Between the palms, a skull exploded.

The sky was full of blood mist, splashing like rain......

(End of chapter)