The purple-robed man spoke very eloquently, his face was very bold, but he was well-behaved, splitting his legs, closing his hips, holding his chest, pulling his back, twisting his waist, clenching his fists, sinking his shoulders, and falling his elbows.

Ma Bu Chong Boxing is one of the most basic movements in the world's martial arts, from south to north, from east to west, not to say that it is a person in the martial arts, even if it is a farmer in the countryside, he can also learn decently.

It's just that Bai Cheng hasn't seen it before he can use this trick to hurt people in actual combat.

What's more, the purple-robed man was seven or eight feet away from him, and he had already exceeded the attack range of most qi cultivation masters.

But Bai Cheng had an intuition that this punch could decide his fate of life and death, so he didn't hesitate to dodge, in fact, intuition saved his life.

The purple-robed man is not the majority of Qi cultivation masters, in fact, he is a master among masters.

The fist wind flickered past Bai Cheng's ears and slammed into a big tree behind him.

The big tree is more than one person thick, it is an ancient tree in the mountains, after a hundred years of wind and rain, it still stands tall, was hit by this punch, and broke into two without hesitation.

Bai Cheng stopped, glanced back, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, it was not unusual for the big tree to be smashed with a punch, but the strange thing was that the place where it was hit was instantly dried up and decayed, turning into dry wood residue the size of a grain of rice.

Bai Cheng gasped and asked tentatively, "Beidou Hundred Split Fist?"

The purple-robed man looked surprised and asked, "You know?"

Bai Cheng said: "The Beidou Thirteen Fist is the first killing fist in the army, and the Beidou Hundred Split Fist is the first among the thirteen fist techniques, even if I don't know it, it's not easy." ”

The purple-robed man didn't speak, he just shook his head, and he didn't know if he was not satisfied with the punch just now, or felt that what Bai Cheng said was wrong.

He slowly withdrew his right fist, opened his five fingers, and then clenched it again, his eyes were cold, his elbow flicked, and he struck at Bai Cheng again.

Bai Cheng had already seen his powerful boxing skills, so he naturally didn't dare to fight hard, and he swept out obliquely on his toes.

Unexpectedly, the blow of the purple-robed man was just a false move, and it didn't run half of his vitality until Bai Cheng stood up, and then he let out a loud cry and punched out from afar.

With the swing of his fist, the air in front of him shook suddenly, condensing into a white mist, the air mass was as fast as lightning, but it was silent, and it flew towards Bai Cheng's chest quickly.

Bai Cheng saw the white air mass and knew that it was the qi wave squeeze caused by the purple-robed man's fist speed and strength. The air mass is as fast as lightning, but it is silent, and that is because the speed is faster than the sound. Just by looking at this momentum, he knew that this punch was powerful and heavy, far better than the punch that hit the big tree just now.

But he was in the air at this time, and there was nothing he could do to dodge again, so he could only use his arms and blood to run his whole body qi and blood, and fight hard with the white air mass.

With a loud "snap", he was hit seven or eight feet away by this cloud of mist, only to feel that his arms were in severe pain, almost broken, his whole body was full of qi and blood, his muscles and bones were sore and numb, almost unbearable, fortunately, he was carrying a sword qi from Fang Yin, and the sword qi protected the internal organs, so as not to be seriously injured.

The purple-robed man thought that if he hit with a punch, Bai Cheng would be half dead even if he was not beaten, but he didn't expect him to look unscathed, his brows were furrowed, and he felt a little tricky.

More than a dozen zhang away, Bai Cheng also frowned, if he continued to fight like this, he could only blindly wander around the periphery and let the purple-robed man attack, the best result was only a tie, and it was more likely that he would die on the spot.

Thinking of this, Bai Cheng's heart was horizontal, a little on his toes, and he performed gossip footwork, constantly changing his position, and deceived himself to fight with him.

Seeing that Bai Cheng wanted to bully himself into close combat, the purple-robed man raised his eyebrows, sneered, clenched his right fist, swept his horizontal arm in front of him, and as the fist swept over, the fist wind stirred, like a crossbow arrow, shooting in all directions.

Bai Cheng didn't expect that in the Beidou Fist Technique, there was such a large-scale attack move, and he was hit by dozens of strong winds, and his footwork couldn't help but slow down.

The purple-robed man saw the opportunity, turned his left hand into a knife, and slashed at Bai Cheng, and a dark energy was lurking, flying silently towards Bai Cheng's right rib like a flying swallow.

Since the two sides have been fighting, the purple-robed man has made three consecutive punches with his right hand, and the punch is extremely violent, which is the most authentic Beidou boxing method. No one could have imagined that his left hand was practicing silent boxing, specifically hurting people with dark energy.

Of course, Bai Cheng didn't think about it, and he didn't react until his fist reached his body.

The purple-robed man's right-handed fist technique is purely to hurt people with yin energy, and his own strength is not large, and he sneaks into the human body with a dark energy, and then tears it suddenly, forming a cutting injury.

Fortunately in the misfortune, Bai Cheng was blessed with the sword qi given by Fang Yin, and the sword qi was far above this yin energy. The yin energy entered the body, and it was swept up by the sword qi, and it disappeared when it landed, but it didn't cause any damage.

When the purple-robed man saw that his left fist hit Bai Cheng, a smile appeared on his face, and the smile froze on his face as soon as it appeared, because he found that Bai Cheng did not pause in the slightest and still rushed towards him.

After Bai Cheng's punch, he was taken aback, thinking that he was going to be seriously injured, but unexpectedly, there was no damage in the slightest, and he was a little puzzled in his heart, and when he looked up and saw the purple-robed man's face stiff, he knew that something was wrong in the middle.

He immediately reacted, and the purple-robed man punched out his fists, which was the best opportunity to get close, and he didn't dodge or dodge at the moment, but used his foot strength to rush straight towards the purple-robed man.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he knew that this kind of mistake would never be made by the purple-robed man again, and if he missed this opportunity, I am afraid he would never have a chance to get close again.

Bai Cheng's rush was unhesitating, and his momentum was full.

The purple-robed man's face changed suddenly, he didn't expect Bai Cheng to be so bold and react so quickly, and dare to gamble with his life to win this line.

It's just that although he was surprised, after all, he has experienced a hundred battles, and his movements in his hands are not slow at all.

In an instant, he had made a decision, not only did he not retract his fists, but accelerated them, slumped down, arched his back, turned his fists into claws, like a big bear, and quickly grabbed Baicheng's shoulders, making it the most authentic wrestling kung fu of the Hu people in the north.

With this move, the situation on the field reversed again, and Bai Cheng rushed to lose his life, and turned into a self-imposed net.

The two black-clothed young men next to him couldn't help but shout loudly. Under the serious injury of the brocade-robed man, he couldn't help but clench his fists with both hands, looking excited.

Bai Cheng didn't have time to hide this move, and he couldn't hide anymore, but the most important thing was that he didn't have to hide.

Bai Cheng looked at the purple-robed man, his face did not change at all, and with a light smack, a fierce boar made of flames suddenly appeared between the two.

The fire pig didn't make the slightest extra move, and threw his head into the arms of the purple-robed man, and two three-inch-long fangs pierced the big man's chest.

The purple-robed man never dreamed that a fire pig would appear out of thin air, and it was already a daydream to try to recruit again, and in a hurry, he broke off his drink, and the blue light on his body flashed, and a cyan light mask suddenly flashed, covering him in it, which could block the attack of the fire pig.

"Green Worm Shield!" Bai Cheng blurted out.

"Dao Fa!" the purple-robed man's face turned pale.