What unfolded in front of Zhang Ye was a dark passage. The passage is seven zhang wide, and it stretches into the distance in a zigzag way, and the end cannot be sensed by the spiritual sense of Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye's figure flashed and entered the passage. As soon as he stood still, a terrifying aura was already coming to him. The breath is desolate and violent, reaching the depths of the soul, with such a strong cultivation as Zhang Ye, in front of this breath, there is actually a feeling of bowing down and bowing!

"Boom!"

A strange voice suddenly appeared in Zhang Ye's mind. With this strange laughter, the door behind Zhang Ye suddenly closed, and the passage was pitch black.

A hint of horror flashed in Zhang Ye's eyes. His soul power is quite powerful, his spiritual sense is extremely strong, and every movement around him cannot be hidden from him. But the strange voice of the terrifying Ancient Fist Method in Chapter 573 actually concealed his spiritual sense and appeared directly in his mind, which made Zhang Ye secretly frightened.

Zhang Ye was shocked in his heart, then he thought of something, and the whole person calmed down again, and the Broken Wave Knife quietly appeared in the palm of his hand.

At this time, that strange voice appeared again: "Hehehehe, you should understand who I am, right? Yes, I am a trace of the clone left by the Sword King, you can regard me as the Sword King." Junior, do you want to inherit the mastery of this sword king, crisscross the wilderness, and become a top powerhouse?"

Dao Jun's voice has an indescribable domineering, and it has a kind of majesty that looks down on the world. The rumbling sound sounded in his heart, like thunder rolling across the sky, and Zhang Ye almost vomited blood.

The Tianhe Righteous Qi in Zhang Ye's body slowly moved, and said, "Daojun, I want to get your peerless knowledge and become a top powerhouse. But I don't want to inherit your mastery. ”

"Huh?"

There was a hint of anger in Daojun's voice: "Junior, you don't want to inherit this Daojun's mastery?

When he said Zuihou, Dao Jun's voice was like a knife, stabbing into Zhang Ye's heart Chapter 573 The terrifying ancient fist technique, Zhang Ye instantly had a headache, and a huge sense of crisis arose.

"Humph!"

Zhang Ye snorted angrily, his spiritual sense condensed into a line, resisted the voice of the sword king, and said coldly: "Everyone has their own path, and what suits them is the most haode." I have my own path, so I don't need to inherit your mastery at all. I'm just using your mastery for reference. ”

Dao Jun laughed angrily, and his voice was like cold ice, appearing in Zhang Ye's heart: "What a big breath! Junior, this Dao Jun wants to see what you are capable of, look at the boxing!"

"Boom!"

As soon as Dao Jun's voice fell, there was a sudden loud noise in the passage. A fist the size of a bowl, like a rising sun, suddenly appeared in the darkness!

There was darkness in the passage, and this fist suddenly appeared, and in an instant, the surroundings were bright. Zhang Ye's eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and when he suddenly faced this fist with red light, he felt the light dazzling, his eyes were sour, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"What a terrible fist!!!"

Faced with this sudden fist, Zhang Ye's face changed. This fist is shining brightly, containing infinite killing power, and he can't see through it at all!

What you can't see through is the most terrifying. Because, if you can't see through it, you don't know how to deal with it, you can't even fight hard, you can only wait for death!

Dangerous!

Extremely dangerous!!

Zhang Ye stared at this radiant fist, and faintly felt in his heart that if he was hit by this fist, there would be only one end, and that would be instant death!

"Humph!"

Seeing the fist breaking through the air, Zhang Ye's spiritual sense suddenly condensed, and eighteen phantoms suddenly appeared in the void!

Semi-materialization of spiritual sense!

When the spiritual consciousness is condensed to the extreme, it will be substantiated and have all kinds of wonderful uses. Zhang Ye's cultivation is only the fourfold true path, but his spiritual sense is extremely strong, and he can actually make his spiritual sense semi-materialize and condense eighteen illusory shadows!

The phantom, like eighteen filaments, headed towards the fist. This radiant fist, although it contains all kinds of wonderful uses and changes from moment to moment, is still locked by eighteen spiritual filaments.

"Slash!"

At the moment when the spiritual filament was locked, the Broken Wave Knife in Zhang Ye's hand flashed out like lightning, drawing a wonderful trajectory that slashed right on the top of the fist.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, this glowing fist was slashed by Zhang Ye in an instant. After a dazzling light, this terrifying fist finally disappeared into the void. The feeling of extreme danger also dissipated.

At this time, Dao Jun's voice came slowly: "A long, long time ago, there was a strong man in the Black Cloud Domain who was good at using fists, named Boxing Ba. Boxing is good at using boxing, and his boxing method is powerful in the world, and he is the biggest opponent of this sword king. The punch just now is a combat skill created by the boxer, called the rising sun, and when the punch is made, it is like the sun rising, and it is unstoppable. ”

Zhang Ye didn't make a sound, and listened quietly.

Dao Jun's cold voice sounded, and he said, "The boxer has created nine sets of boxing techniques, each of which has earth-shattering power. This Daojun will be the boxer's nine sets of boxing techniques, respectively engraved into the nine passages, with the enemy's boxing skills to test the juniors, only the boxing techniques cracked, qualified to enter the Daojun Palace.

Junior, the boxing method you are facing is called the big rì boxing method, and there are a total of three punches. This set of fist techniques was cast by a trace of his own doppelganger, and although the power was not as good as one ten-thousandth of the original, it was enough to kill the sixfold peak master of the True Dao. Junior, I hope you can survive this big rì boxing method!

"Boom!"

In the middle of the passage, another fist appeared.

If the punch just now is like the rising sun, then this second punch is like rì Zhongtian. The light that came out of this fist had reached the point where it could not be faced, and the blazing light emitted a terrifying high temperature, which instantly baked the passage red, and the ** of the chapter leaves were all roasted to boil!

Under this extremely domineering fist technique, Zhang Ye's eyes couldn't open at all. In desperation, Zhang Ye had no choice but to rely on his extremely keen spiritual sense filament to lock this punch with all his might.

Lingjue is an evolution of the jīng god Liliang, and it is extremely keen, and can catch every movement around it. Although this "Fierce Rì Zhongtian" came quickly, and although the change was mysterious, it was still captured by Zhang Ye's spiritual sense.

Lingjue caught the fist, but Zhang Ye's face changed.

In this punch, there are more than one thousand and eight kinds of changes. These thousand and eight changes, each of which contains a terrible killing machine, if Zhang Ye does not deal with it properly, he will immediately face a catastrophe!

"Is this the fist technique of the ancient powerhouse? This is also terrible! In such a powerful and peerless fist technique, there are still so many changes, and it is not allowed to let people live!"

Zhang Ye was secretly frightened in his heart, but his brain was running at high speed, thinking of a way to crack it. The liliang contained in this punch is extremely huge, and the changes contained in it are extremely complex, and with Zhang Ye's current strength, he can't fight hard at all. And this passage is only seven zhang wide, even if Zhang Ye's body is subtle, he can't dodge in such a narrow space.

In a word, if you want to retreat under this punch, you can only use ingenious techniques to cleverly crack this punch.

But the punching technique created by the ancient powerhouse, even if it is not as powerful as the original, is by no means so easy to crack.

What to do?

What to do??

Zhang Ye's brain was running at high speed, and he made all kinds of deductions and cracks in an instant, and countless ways to crack them poured out, and they were immediately vetoed by Zhang Ye.

The fist is getting closer and closer, and the blazing heat has already curled Zhang Ye's hair.

Seeing that the fist was about to hit Zhang Ye's body, Zhang Ye's eyes suddenly lit up. At this critical juncture, Zhang Ye suddenly remembered the knife move made by the purple-bearded middle-aged man when refining the consciousness of the Sword Monarch.

When Zhang Ye was refining the consciousness of the Sword Monarch, in the sea of consciousness, he had a life-and-death battle with a middle-aged man with purple beard. Although this purple-bearded middle-aged man was only a trace of consciousness of the Dao King, he was extremely strong, and with a wave of his hand at will, he emitted a terrifying knife light, and Zhang Ye fought hard to resist it.

Now, in the face of this terrifying ancient boxing technique, Zhang Ye naturally remembered the knife technique of the purple-bearded middle-aged man.

"Whoosh!"

The Broken Wave Knife in Zhang Ye's hand flashed mysteriously. This knife, the speed is extremely fast, faintly contains the artistic conception that Zhang Ye can comprehend, when the knife light flashes, all kinds of illusions come one after another!

"Bang!!"

Zhang Ye's knife was like piercing a balloon, and after the fist made a loud noise, it exploded violently, and the entire passage was filled with a violent liliang in an instant.

Zhang Ye retracted the knife, the Broken Wave Knife stood erect in front of his chest, and his hand trembled slightly. In his tiger's mouth, blood dripped down and onto the floor.

Just now, although Zhang Ye skillfully cracked the second punch, under this extremely powerful punch, Zhang Ye's wrist was still hit hard, and the tiger's mouth was broken.

Dao Jun's cold voice came: "Junior, you are so bold! The sword technique you just performed is clearly the sword technique created by this Dao Jun himself. In other words, you have actually refined a trace of the will of this Sword Monarch! You dare to refine the will of this Sword Monarch, you are so bold!"

"Whoosh!"

With the voice of Dao Jun, a purple-bearded middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the passage. The purple-bearded middle-aged man came slowly, with a faint brilliance on his body, walking in the darkness, like a king.

Sword-kun!

Seeing this familiar purple-bearded middle-aged man, Zhang Ye recognized this person's identity at first sight. This purple-bearded middle-aged man, there is no doubt that he is the world-famous sword lord in ancient times!

Dao Jun came slowly and said indifferently: "Junior, if you refine my will, it is tantamount to a provocation to me. In the next third punch, this sword will shoot with all his might, whether you are dead or alive, it depends on your ability. ”

At this time, Zhang Ye was unusually calm. He took a long breath, smiled and said, "Come on, I want to see what kind of means a strong man who has fallen for 10,000 years has!!!"