Sure enough, on Oda Gang's body, the originally dense and weird demon runes had already fallen into the flesh and gradually melted, and as for the medicinal power of the pill earlier, it had also fully melted into the body.

More than a dozen serious injuries and fatal injuries caused in the previous battles were the reason why he exhausted his vitality, the Central Plains Great Fist Master, no, it was the grandmaster's body-running, formless and phaseless technique, and the light and dark injuries caused in the gestures were something that the ghosts and gods of the Japanese slave country could never do.

After all, the Dan Dao of the Central Plains is a mysterious method derived from the Dao of the Immortals, and the evil fist of the Japanese slave country is only a superficial use of demon changes, and it is not even as good as the boxing technique of Tibetan Buddhism.

The contest between boxing should naturally end with the victory or defeat of boxing, and it is obvious that Oda Gang heard what Kou Li meant, and his huge body slowly put on the most basic frame of the rigid and soft hand - the posture of the yokozuna.

The left foot retreats, lifting the tibia of the right foot, the arms are slightly horizontal, and the elbows are kicked, like a mountain that shakes the earth, and it is like a leyline protruding from the ground, which is the same origin as the earth.

A trace of gratitude flashed in Oda's cloudy eyes, and he knew that the other party was giving him a final funeral as a pure martial artist.

The splitting fist belongs to gold, it is the ups and downs of yin and yang into one breath, the lungs bulge, the head is strong, the waist collapses, and the fist is clenched, as if it is pulled out from the dantian along the heart, each section explodes, the arm is bulging in a circle, the muscles and flesh are twisted and entangled, and it seems that the muscles and flesh of the whole body are fused on the arm.

After eighteen sounds, a musculoske-and-bone whip axe was condensed and formed, no smaller than the opponent's strange arm.

The ground exploded violently, the blood and water were repeatedly stirred in the arm, and eighteen different strengths were repeatedly wrapped, condensing and accumulating, like sharpening the blade of an axe, and the power was eighteen times that of the year.

The strength of the whole body was refined to one arm, and it was slashed down heavily, slashing into this humanoid giant mountain!

'Boom!'

The ground within a radius of ten miles began to tremble, and the faces of all the people present changed, this tremor just now made their hearts beat violently, and the blood seemed to rush to their hearts involuntarily.

'Boom!!'

Tsuyoshi Oda had two calves and was driven into the bluestone ground like a pile.

'Boom !!'

Splitting fist is the head of the five-form boxing, horizontal fist is the source of the five elements of boxing, the two clash, just like the tip of the needle against Maimang, and the ancient boxing in the martial arts, it is said that it is the first batch of boxing techniques evolved from the Dan Dao, it is said that there is an unfathomable power of ghosts and gods.

And from the current point of view, it is no longer said.

'!!!Boom'

'!!!!Boom'

'Boom !!!!!'

The trembling of the earth grew bigger and bigger, and the gravel where the two clashed, no matter how big or small, was smashed round by circle, with fierce will, fierce fist, and fierce man.

Even if it is a few miles away, there are boxers who are stunned on the spot, even if they refine the momentum of telescopic opening and closing into the body, and the boxing technique enters the realm of profundity, and the physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, it is still the same.

The terrifying momentum that cracks people's hearts, as well as the shock that can reverse the essence and blood, are irresistible to ordinary people, ordinary boxers, and famous boxers whose boxing skills have reached a certain level.

This is close to the change in the natural power of heaven and earth.

Oda Tsuyoshi's body surface is as hard as steel, and his strength is five times that of his usual state, and ten times and twenty times that of Kou Li, but Kou Li can condense the muscles, bones, qi and blood of his body into one point, and break the face with points, which is the key to victory or defeat.

In the center of the chaotic world, the stones in the small half area have been shattered by the earthquake, the stone powder is fluttering everywhere, and the ground is uneven, as if it has been turned over by an iron ox and steel plow, and the rich blood and heat have burned this place like a scorching hell.

Finally, when Kou Li slashed the ninth split, there was a crisp sound, and Oda Gang's two arms were broken at the root, and at the same time, the top of his head was split and concave, and his huge body finally fell to the ground softly.

Kou Li exhaled deeply, the muscles and muscles of his arms gradually melted into the prototype, and when the air was spit out, it was already a string of blood, and the back of his hand was stained with blood, and there were still a little white things.

"It's a pity, if you were from the Central Plains, it would be impossible for your boxing skills to stop here," Kou Li lamented.

Oda Tsuyoshi's vitality is amazingly strong, even if it is overdrawn, even if the door of his brain has been broken, he is still conscious, his mouth is open, and he said in a stiff Central Plains dialect: "I... Disobedient to the Central Plains... I... Convince you!!"

Then, Oda Gang threw himself to the ground, his mountain-like body fell, and slowly stopped at Kou Li's feet, and then, the first person with a strong and soft hand, the Kyushu fierce beast of the Owari family, finally died.

"At least, you're a good opponent," Kou Li shook his body and whispered.

The life-and-death fight just now, any mistake in the pool, the one who died was himself, the unparalleled strange power, the steel body, the pinnacle of the local fist skills of the Japanese slave country, the fierce beast that gathered these three together, he would remember this opponent.

Nine slashing power beyond the limit, in the inner view, dozens of cracks have been born on the surface of the small bones of the right arm, a kind of fire-like burning, coming out of the arm, ten percent of the strength, it is good to be able to use five achievements.

"But in the end, it was not in vain, the ninth split fist smashed down, the boxing technique was refined into the luck, and then the fist was melted in, it was sincere and divine, and no one could stop the position of the great grandmaster," Kou Li said to himself, looking at the ruins, a piece of ruins, although it looks like a huge momentum, the destruction is amazing, but in the end there is a little less 'the wind blows the clouds and disperses, and the rain sinks into the dust'.

"It's just the beginning. ”

Kou Li looked at the sky, and it just so happened that the dark clouds were beginning to cover, and it was really just the beginning.

............

Fengfu, in a large hall heavily guarded, more than a dozen boxers, killers, officers and soldiers, plus one after another bright and dark sentinels, this is the strength of Gongwei Huang Gongzi, if it is not for the shortage of manpower now, the strength of the guards will increase at least tenfold.

If Kou Li is the general, Feng Gongzi is the main general, the general is gone, the battle may be lost, but the main general is gone, and the whole battle will not have to be fought.

Especially with this heroine, who has no ability to do it herself, it is impossible to be too guarded.

However, in the midst of this heavy defense, a short stature, wearing a broken hat, the clothes on his body and the sword in his hand are all oily, and he can't tell at all that this is the first divine sword of the Japanese slave country, Miyamoto Sword God.

Although the local boxing of the Japanese slave country has developed rapidly in recent decades, especially in the four major refining stages, it has taken a completely different path from the middle earth boxing.

After entering the realm of the four great refinements, no matter how advanced the previous weapons skills were, they would eventually abandon them and turn to study the strength of their fists, in order to combine people with fists, fists and Tao, and enter the legendary realm.

However, the Japanese slave country is completely different, boxing has reached the peak of the human body, one is the kind of Oda Tsuyoshi, who deifies the body, and the other is that the sword does not leave the body, and the hand does not leave the sword, and the development of the sword art evolves to the realm where the technique is close to the Tao.

In this way, although it stops in the realm of boxing, in terms of the explosiveness of the integration of human and sword, I am afraid that even the great boxers of the triple realm may not be comparable.

Moreover, the human body can be deified, and the sword art can also be deified!

Miyamoto Sword God came so grandly, it was not that no one noticed him, but as long as the sword light flashed, the guard figure froze instantly, and there was no scar on the surface of his body, but the divine light in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Legend has it that the limit of knife technique is that before the knife is slashed on a person's body, the person has been frightened to death by the murderous aura that erupts from the knife, but the Miyamoto sword god obviously goes further, and his knife can suck away the soul of a person.

The old ghost smiled weirdly, revealing a mouth with few good teeth, and pushed the door in, and a glimmer of light flashed in the light of the knife.

Miyamoto Sword God, no, it's Miyamoto Sword Demon!