"What a strong ......"

Wang Yanwang's unremarkable punch injured Gu Dao, who had an incomparably strong body, and the pain did not disperse, only at that point it was extremely painful, like a knife that could not be pulled out if he wanted to, and Gu Dao barely stood up after a long time.

King Wang Yan came over and said, "How about a hundred catties of strength?"

Gu Dao covered his abdomen, faintly ached, and said a little angrily: "How can a hundred catties of strength knock me more than 500 meters away, and can break my body that is enough to resist the treasure weapon?"

"This is a killing punch!"

Wang Yanwang said without changing his face: "What the old man wants to teach you is to turn decay into magic, even if the strength is small, you can burst out with terrifying and destructive killing punches!"

"Killing punch?"

Gu Dao's eyes suddenly brightened, his heart beat sharply with these two words, an unprecedented urgency permeated his heart, and a voice shouted, he must cultivate to kill the fist.

King Wang Yan said: "What is the most direct and effective attack? Straight punch! the simplest and most perfect attack." ”

"The strength of the force depends on the accuracy of the control of the force and the realm of speed, just concentrating the force and blasting out all the power of the explosive force that cannot be perfect. If the amount of force is concentrated like a wooden pillar, the effect caused is several times stronger than that of ordinary attacks, and if the amount of force is concentrated like chopsticks, it is even more skillful, and the destructive power caused is far more than dozens of times. Killing boxing can interpret the amount of force to perfection, and push the amount of force to a hundred times or even hundreds of times. ”

Gu Dao didn't speak in a daze, his complicated eyes were full of shock, pushing the amount of force to a hundred times or even hundreds of times, what kind of explosive power is this, just imagine, Gu Dao's current maximum strength can be increased to two million catties, and then increased by a hundred times...... This is undoubtedly the power of extreme terror!

"The accuracy and speed of the killing fist control are extremely harsh, not only to concentrate all the force to the gun, arrows, needles, so small, but also to make the force spread out in the slightest, but also to have an absolutely fast speed, when the control and speed of the force and speed are perfect, and then into the murderous aura, so that a punch is a killing punch!

Wang Yan Wang talked about the killing fist at the same time, his expression also became longing, he has practiced the killing fist for more than three hundred years, so far he has not reached perfection, his desire for the killing fist exceeds all, but the more he desires, the more disappointed, the killing fist is too difficult to cultivate.

Wang Yan once asked himself over and over again, does the most perfect killing fist really exist, and how can he perform a perfect blow? Wang Yan did not know the answer, and the only way to find out the answer was to keep trying, and to keep swinging his fist to explore. Constantly throwing simple straight punches, swinging punches day and night, Wang Yan believes that he is enough to complete the most perfect killing punch. During these three hundred years, every punch of King Yama seemed to be the same, but in fact, every punch was different.

Finally......

Once Wang Yama threw the closest thing to a perfect killing punch, which was a perfect blow that had been tempered for thousands of years, the action of clenching the fist, the control of the force, the angle of the punch, and the speed as fast as lightning...... There is no flaw at all, a seamless punch.

This punch made Wang Yama shatter the void, looking at the broken void, the churning spatial airflow, it took Wang Yama three hundred years to finally find the answer, the most perfect killing punch really exists, but there is still a long way to go from him.

King Yama was silent for a long time, and said, "It's too early for you to say this. The old man will show you the straight fist again, and it is up to you how much you can comprehend. ”

When the words fell, Wang Yanwang's naturally hanging right hand suddenly clenched, slowly raised it, lungeed and bent his knees, his right fist leaned on his waist, Gu Dao stared intently at all the movements of Wang Yanwang, suddenly, his eyes widened, Wang Yama punched, slow as stationary, fast as lightning flashing, and waved a perfect straight line between movement and stillness, at this moment, Gu Dao was deeply shocked, what a beautiful punch!

"Boom!"

Wang Yama's fist slammed into the void, and the air flow was repelled in all directions, and a fist force could be faintly seen through the air flow and forced into the distance, and a high mountain in the distance collapsed with a loud bang. This punch, Wang Yan Wang did not use the murderous aura, and it was not the eighty percent perfect killing punch that he could cast, but the power of this punch was too terrifying, and it collapsed a mountain with one punch, and it crossed a distance of thousands of meters like a cow across a mountain.

Gu Dao's breathing stopped, his expression was frightened, and he kept rehearsing Wang Yanwang's punching action in his mind, the thrilling punching trajectory, every detail, every process, Gu Dao saw it really, in the process of recalling, Gu Dao unconsciously imitated Wang Yanwang, lunge and bend his knees, clenched his waist, and then quickly blasted out a straight punch, what is surprising is that the trajectory of Gu Dao's first punch is almost exactly the same as that of Wang Yanwang, only a slight deviation.

Gu Dao's reaction made Wang Yan Wang feel a little proud in his heart, showing this expression showed that Gu Dao wanted to practice killing boxing, however, he was stunned for a moment, because Gu Dao made a punching move, he smiled in his heart, this is the result of the old man's three hundred years of swinging his fist day and night, if you want to cultivate, you have to suffer a little, at least a hundred years of cultivation can figure out the trajectory of the straight fist, but at the moment when Gu Dao punched, Wang Yanwang's body shook greatly, like petrification, and a pair of eyes were full of disbelief.

"Boom!"

Gu Dao also hit his fist in the void, a strange scene appeared, the air flow in front of him retreated, and a fist passed through the air flow without hindrance, and the most bang hit a towering tree a hundred meters away, after a loud bang, the towering tree fell from time to time, and then the big tree fell to the ground and shook the mountain.

"The killing punch is really powerful!"

Gu Dao looked at his fist in surprise, he didn't use much force just now, but knocked down the towering tree a hundred meters away, when Gu Dao turned his head, King Wang Yan was still in shock, Gu Dao asked, "How about this punch I just had?"

"Not good!"

Wang Yan came back to his senses, he didn't know what kind of emotion was hidden in his expression, he looked at Gu Dao's gaze a little more cold, jealous, envious, and shouted: "Can you not tease the old man! How can you learn so quickly! Forget the scene just now, learn from scratch! Swing your fist for three hundred years, ten billion times!"

After the words fell, King Wang Yan left angrily.

"What did I offend him?"

Gu Dao was confused, he didn't understand Wang Yanwang's feelings, it took Wang Yan three hundred years to figure out the trajectory of killing boxing, how much effort and sweat he had put in, how much he had lost, but Gu Dao took a look at it and used the trajectory of killing boxing that he had explored to the point of not leaving ten, how could he be embarrassed?

"How can cultivation talent be so unscrupulous! Is Gu Dao laughing at the old man's poor talent? Three hundred years, three hundred years! I really envy the old man......

However, Wang Yan was angry on the surface, but he was about to cry happily in his heart, "He may be able to truly achieve perfection in the killing boxing! In his lifetime, the old man can see the perfect killing boxing and die without regrets!"

That night, Gu Dao didn't go back, but kept swinging his fist in the same place, as if he had forgotten himself and time, and had been immersed in punching.

The cultivation of killing boxing needs to be divided into four parts, punching trajectory, force control, speed, integrating murderous energy, Gu Dao's talent is terrifying, just like the original physical fitness, it can be displayed at just a glance, but the punching trajectory mastered by Wang Yan is not the most perfect, the theory of force control, Wang Yan has told Gu Dao that the three cultivations in addition to the murderous qi still need Gu Dao to ponder by himself.

The next day, as soon as the sky was slightly bright, two hundred newcomers from the South China Sea stepped into the Immortal Mansion, and the elders who led them repeatedly emphasized that they should not clash with the old disciples.

The Hailan faction accepted the newcomers from the South China Sea for the first time, and the Qiankun Gang was furious, and sparks sparked between the two forces that had not clashed for many years.

This makes everyone in the old disciples worried, and the newcomer male tiger in the South China Sea is also a ruthless person.

An hour later, the newcomers of Beidao entered the Immortal Mansion, known as the white bear west who was known as the genius of the first day of the North Island, killed hundreds of members and more than a dozen cadres of the Qiankun Gang in a row, and threatened: "The Immortal Mansion is now his territory, and the old force has regressed!"

Bai Xiongxi's domineering and strong made the old disciple think of Gu Dao, these two people are the same domineering!

A quarter of an hour later, the newcomers in the Central District stepped into the Immortal Mansion and did not clash with the old disciples, but their actions were even more rampant, and they directly established the "Middle Emperor" of the Central District, and announced that they would receive the "Big Mac" of the Central District within a year.

Half an hour later, the newcomers from Dongzhou arrived, and when the Qiankun Gang went to receive them, they were all killed by Dongfang Dark, the champion of the Battle of Dongzhou Hundred Courtyards, and said: "No one can be above me, and those with eyes will succumb to me as soon as possible!"

At this time, the Immortal Mansion came to Gu Dao to establish a new potential force "Immortal Dao", Xiao Er Dagger and the leader were responsible for recruiting new members, and the old members of Jucai Pavilion were received by Xiandao, and the list is currently being counted, and the members of Jucai Pavilion who did not join Immortal Dao within a day will be issued a death book, see you on the Immortal Stage!

Gu Dao's deterrent power is undoubtedly powerful, almost ninety percent of the old members of the Jucai Pavilion have joined the Immortal Dao, and the remaining one percent is still hesitating, pinning all their hopes on Lu Shuangtian, the boss of the Jucai Pavilion, who is still in retreat, hoping that his comeback can save the Jucai Pavilion.

"This year's newcomers are so scary!"

"It's over, the Immortal Mansion is about to change the sky, and the conflict between the old and the new forces will surely come!"

"The upper echelons of the Immortal Mansion have been involved to prevent a similar incident like the collapse of the Jucai Pavilion from happening again!"

"I heard that the rookie champions in each region have been called to the lord of the mansion to give a lecture. ”

"I don't know who is stronger than the rookie champions in each district of Ludao and Gu Dao!"

The things discussed in the Immortal Mansion were all about the news of the newcomers in each district.

"Shocking news, the boss of Jucai Pavilion, Lu Shuangtian, is suddenly out of the customs!"

Half a day later, a piece of news alarmed everyone in the Immortal Mansion, and Lu Shuangtian, the boss of Jucai Pavilion, who had been in retreat for half a year, was out of the gate!