The palace has a state of land, and the garrison of the levy army accounts for a quarter, and there are countless capable people and strangers, and countless troops are stationed here.

Before he got closer, he heard the sound of the "Zheng Zheng" iron drum throughout the sky, arranging troops, spreading the killing qi of Gengjin, and countless essence wolf smoke gathered together to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

People and gods are frightened, ghosts and gods are easy, Yama does not invade, and has the power to overturn the country!

Zhang Wu had an illusion in his mind, this military camp was full of heavenly soldiers and generals, blood and qi were rolling and crushing everything, holding halberds and whips, holding swords and swords, and suppressing mountains and rivers!

"You haven't gone in yet, you're weak?" Nie Jiugong glanced at Zhang Wu with a sneer, she was simple and would not hide it.

"The legs are not so weak, it's just excited, there are many benefits to being able to practice boxing in this kind of place, and the will of countless people can come together to change the world, I integrate into them, experience the wonders, and boxing can go further!"

"It's a beautiful idea, let's pass this level first, let's not be killed for a while!"

Nie Jiugong took the lead and walked towards the barracks, and the sergeants guarding the camp were meticulous, even if they knew her, they had to conduct routine inspections.

As for Zhang Wu, the eighteenth generation of the ancestors have asked all over again, and all kinds of testing instruments have been used on the body, if they didn't know that this place is really strict, they would have thought that people were deliberately making things difficult.

Entering it, the camp tents are continuous, and Nie Jiugong is a figure who has become an immortal, so he naturally does not live in the residence of an ordinary sergeant.

Walking all the way back, there is an immortal palace, at a glance, Zhang Wu was stunned, and the ground was full of boxers who had become immortals.

Squinting slightly, holding a glimmer of light, hundreds of energy fields stronger than volcanoes appeared in front of him, and breath gushed out, which could invisibly affect others.

As long as they stood close to each other, the energy fields would collide and squeeze each other, crackling, and the void would explode sparks and rub electric light, and the scene was spectacular.

"Uncle Tang, there is a newcomer report!" Nie Jiugong shouted at one of the old men, presumably in charge.

"Coming, coming......"

The old man came with a fist, the ancient King Kong Arhat boxing, he played a transcendent artistic conception, a Zen rhyme makes people intoxicated, the atmosphere is ancient, and the fist and Zen are one.

After coming over, he nodded to Nie Jiugong, even if he had said hello, and then he was stunned when he saw Zhang Wu.

"Xiaoyou, you better heal your injuries and come again, let's recruit the army to compete cruelly, say death is death, you are an immortal, you have to find three immortals here to challenge, you can fight, you can pass the assessment, you can't fight, don't complain if you die." ”

Zhang Wu did not blindly agree, but looked at those immortals.

There is no sun and moon in the wall, the most powerful is the stage of the Heavenly Sword Song Yue, trying to fit the heaven and earth, knowing how to use the magnetic field, and the unity of heaven and man.

"Thank you Uncle Tang for your concern, the kid knows it" Zhang Wuxing bowed his hand, very respectful.

Tang Bo looked at Nie Jiugong again, meaning that the people you brought, you have the final say, don't blame me for being killed, after all, boxing immortals are not cabbages, even if the imperial capital Hao clan wants to recruit such a person, it depends on the wishes of others, and every death is a huge loss.

"Let him fight!" Nie Jiugong said loudly.

Tang Bo nodded, read the letter of introduction first, then stamped his seal, and then asked people to send it to his superiors, which required the approval of Taiwei Yingche, and Zhang Wu was included in the establishment.

"Young man, you pick people, newcomers have benefits, I will introduce you to their boxing skills and roots. ”

"Just those three," Zhang Wu pointed to the three young men.

These three people are hostile to him, and it is estimated that they are the suitors of Nie Jiugong, so in order not to be harassed in the future, they will be pulled down!

"Chen Zhen, from an ancient martial arts family, the descendant of Chen's Tai Chi lineage, is good at self-cultivation, boxing back to basics, a cannon hammer can hit the wall without collapsing, and the people in the house will be shocked to death in the air!"

"Yuan Kong, who has been inherited by a high monk, is proficient in prehistoric Shaolin martial arts, and has a flaming fist technique that resembles an ability, can make fire in the void, his fists are violent, his anger is domineering, and his fighting style is fierce!"

"Yu Wanxiang, a descendant of the Taoist Longmen faction, is proficient in talismans, pills, feng shui, meteorology, fortune telling, fortune telling, all kinds of thaumaturgy have been studied, and he has cultivated the way of ancient sacrifices, and can survey the heavens and the earth!"

This is worthy of being the most desirable place for martial artists, gathering the top wave of people in Taiyuan, and all kinds of strange skills and strange techniques gather here, which is interesting.

"You come first!" Zhang Wu pointed at Yuan Kong and shouted, this guy was violent, as if someone owed him, the holes in his eyes were about to pop out, and there was an angry look in his eyes, and the child was absolutely crying when he saw him.

The people around them all dispersed, with a playful look.

Yuan Kong is an immortal, and he still understands etiquette, so he hugged his fist to Zhang Wuxing and asked, "Are you ready?"

smiled and didn't reply, knowing that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would be met with a thunderous blow, and his words fell passively.

This man is thick and fine, and he has a hand in intrigue.

Seeing that Zhang Wu was not on the set, and the people were not discouraged, he kicked violently under his feet, and collided forward with a huge impact, setting off a fierce wind, and at the same time rubbing his hands, he actually had a flame in his palm, as if it had a special function, the wind helped the fire, and for a while the whole person turned into a fireball, emitting hot energy, burning the air and trembling.

Vulcan!

This flaming fist is actually very simple, we ordinary people often work in the field, and our hands are so rough that they are full of calluses, if you rub hard and rub hard, it will produce a strong heat.

What's more, the master of boxing, carrying qi and blood between his hands, rubbing his palms, can make fire in the void, plus the cold and heat do not invade, the flame spreads to the surface of the skin without injury, so it has the taste of ability.

A large fireball, carrying the impact of a locomotive, rolled in, the fire covered the hidden hand, I don't know what tricks are behind the fireball, this style of play is unprecedented.

Zhang Wu has a way to deal with it, it is still a sickle technique that makes him hallucinate from time to time, his right arm is sickle, and the blood is dripping blood, as if there is dead man's blood squeezed out of his skin, exuding a strong bloody atmosphere.

This is the extreme practice of boxing, comprehension to a certain extent, will evolve from the move to the cultivation of the spirit, the unity of fist and intent, so that people have spiritual illusions.

Just like Sun Lutang's practice of the shape of a monkey, the body shrinks, eccentric, vivid, and a live monkey.

The artistic conception of the blood scythe came out, and then he took a deep breath, as if to suck the air clean.

With the inhalation, the spine bends like a big bow, and the backbone explodes one by one, "bang bang bang", which is louder than the war drums in the school field, as if the spring higher than the mountain tightens up, forming a posture of drawing a bow and shooting arrows.

There are also two arms bowing each other, the right arm into a sickle, and the left arm into a bow back, forming a pulling force to form a whole.

Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, shoot the sun!

Collapse!

A crisp voice spread in all directions, and even the immortals couldn't help but cover their ears, this voice was really crisp, and it had the ability to pierce the heart, causing everyone to be dizzy and black, as if they had been attacked by a spirit.

When I looked again, the flames had been extinguished, and the heads were rolling.