"The reason why the three immortals of the Thousand Sails Sinking Boat Tower are called the three immortals is not because of their strength, but because they themselves are beautiful women. It's just that the speed at which this Sun-Picking Immortal came to the door is a bit fast, but I forgot a little, the Sun-Chasing Immortal is extremely possessive, and she has a good impression of me and the Star-Picking Immortal, so ......" the Stygian Moon Immortal pouted and said.

Hearing this, Ning Zai and Leng paused for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "Good feeling...... What do you mean...... She loved ......"

"Yes, she likes women. From the moment you followed me into the helm of the Thousand Sails Sinking Boat Tower, news of my newly acquired first follower spread. Since the Sun Chasing Immortal knew that the first follower I had received was a handsome and bewitching man, she would definitely not be relieved, but she didn't expect her to come so quickly. Xu Liyue sighed faintly.

"Can't you fight if you don't fight?"

"If you don't fight, you won't be able to do it, your life will be even more difficult. You also know, the rules of Qianfan Shenzhou Tower are that there are no rules, if you obediently accept her invitation to duel, she will also fight against you with the same cultivation, if you refuse her, I am afraid she will suppress you with a great realm. But there is no need to deliberately lower your posture, in addition to the owner of the Qianfan Shenzhou Building, there is no distinction between the two flags, the three immortals, the four ghosts and their respective cronies, you can do what you want. Xu Liyue spread her hands.

Seeing that he really couldn't escape now, Ning Zaihe had no choice but to admit it obediently and said, "Okay, then let's go out and have a look." ”

The group walked out of the chat room, and the originally empty lounge hall was already crowded with people eating melons to watch the excitement. The reason why Sunrise is called a battle maniac is precisely because she likes the feeling of fists and flesh when fighting with people, as well as the cheers and cheers of the onlookers around her.

Qianfan Shenzhoulou has taken the point of doing whatever he wants to the extreme, even if many of the people around him are nominal followers of the two banners, three immortals and four ghosts, but the followers do not have to grovel to the objects they follow. In other words, there is no distinction between young and old, no distinction between generations, and whoever has a hard fist is the boss.

"Yo, Stygian Moon, I'm finally willing to let your little white face come out. At this time, seeing that Ning Zai and his party finally came out, the Immortal of the Sun Chasing couldn't help but start gearing up.

"I ......"

Ning Zaihe was about to speak, but the Sun Immortal suddenly put up a fist fight.

"Little white face, don't talk crookedly with me! Fight first, and then ask all the questions when you fight. With a coquettish shout, the two fists of the Sun Immortal began to emit two jet-black lights. The two small fists that looked quite delicate looked inexplicably breathtaking under the reflection of the black light, like two black suns.

The next moment, the Immortal of the Rising Sun moved, and at the moment when Ning Zaihe just wanted to speak, she disappeared in place, and appeared in front of Ning Zaihe again, smashing Ning Zaihe into the chest with a punch.

Hmph, big villain, people punch you in the chest with small fists. Chen Xinyan watched the delicate little fist smash towards him, and his mind thought of this sentence inexplicably.

didn't have time to fight back, Ning Zaihe's mind instantly flashed several ways to unload the force, including the Taoist Rou to overcome the rigid, but in the end he still chose the purest and most simple block, and crossed his hands in an X-shape to block this punch.

The strength of the Sun Immortal's fist smashed on Ning Zaihe's arms, and the moment her fist touched Ning Zaihe's forearm, the black sun on that punch exploded like a high explosive. The strong impact pushed Ning Zaihe's body backwards, and the smooth floor was made of unknown materials, and there was no damage in the slightest, but as Ning Zaihe retreated, his feet rubbed two scorched marks.

Ning Zaihe looked at his forearm, there were two swarthy fist prints on it, other than that, it was no big deal, Ning Zaihe knew that it was also thanks to the effect of the sleeping fairy gong feeding the flesh.

Seeing this scene, the immortal's eyes lit up, as if he had found a novel toy, and he said with great interest: "The flesh is polished well, I will take back the title of little white face." But just now I took the lead in testing it, and it only took three or four percent of my strength. Let's go on, I won't release the water with the next punch. ”

"Come on, come on. Ning Zaihe raised his eyebrows and said casually.

Although it was said that he had already used the farmer's three punches in front of Meng Po in the building of the Banli Group before, Ning Zaihe couldn't rely on those three styles to compare his fists and feet with the Sun Immortal, but the fist posture could not be used, which did not mean that he could only use the sword qi and arrow qi on his body. From the incident of the Banli Group to the present, in addition to the adventures along the way and his own private reflections, the combat experience and combat consciousness of the Emperor of Beiyin Yudu have also given him great inspiration.

The essence of boxing is not in its boxing, but in its fist intent.

This is what the ancient masters of boxing said are not heavy, and the gods are similar rather than the form. The moves and postures of boxing are dead, but people are alive, and only without moves can they win. And the other party is a day immortal, and here is a thousand sails sinking boat building, the least important thing is the rules, so Ning Zaihe can let go of his hands and feet to fight, and there is no need to have any scruples.

With the help of the vision level of the Emperor of the Northern Yin Xudu, Ning Zaihe knew that the Sun-Chasing Immortal, who liked and was good at fighting people with his fists, would be his best whetstone. With fist to fist, abandon the sword qi and arrow qi of one body, and under the tempering of the opponent's fist intent, you can truly refine the fist intent in the farmer's three fists and truly use it for your own use.

After making up his mind, Ning Zaihe took a deep breath, and then his body burst out, and a punch shot straight out. Abandoning the fist posture, although the power of this punch is not as great as when the farmer's three-fist cart is directly applied to the old man's cart, it also has a faint momentum.

"It's funny, you chose to fight me, but your fist is too weak and rusty. There was a strange flow of brilliance in the eyes of the Sun Chasing Immortal, Ning Zaihe's fist was a little sluggish, and it was not fast in her eyes, but the Sun Chasing Immortal didn't dodge, but instead punched it over.

With a "bang!", the two fists collided together in the air, and there was an air explosion. The two fists, one big and one small, stuck together, and in the next second, the big fist trembled, and Ning Zai and the whole person flew out upside down.

"Come again!" Ning Zaihe was not discouraged in the slightest, and as soon as he landed, he turned over and got up, and he threw the same punch.

Seeing that he was doing the same trick again, Zhuri Immortal was suddenly a little impatient: "I said that you can't do this trick, or ...... Hey, there was a hint of fist intent, interesting. ”

The Sun Immortal put away his impatient expression, grinned, and punched out again.

The next moment, Ning Zaihe's figure flew out upside down.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

Countless punches, countless times of being knocked away, countless times of getting up, and countless times of punching, but this day fairy is still interested in punching him. Under the bombardment of the Sun-Chasing Immortals, Ning Zaihe was like a sword that had been tempered by a blacksmith, and gradually had its own edge.

The farmer has three fists and one style, and the old man pushes the cart, and the fist is into.