The moon hangs high in the night sky, sprinkling light.

In the backyard of Jun's house, Jun sat cross-legged with the wind, constantly swallowing spiritual energy, and there was a vortex of spiritual energy above his head that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Jun Suifeng found that whenever he began to cultivate, that bead seemed to flow out of a cold air flow, this air flow could not only condense his muscles and bones, speed up his cultivation speed, but also concentrate his energy, and attract the aura of heaven and earth to speed up.

The faint aura vortex rotated, absorbing the surrounding aura, and the pale five-colored aura kept gathering in the dark night, releasing a fluorescent glow, wrapping Jun Suifeng's body.

Jun Suifeng was originally a martial artist of the Spirit Mirror before he was abolished, so there was naturally no bottleneck in his cultivation, and the speed was originally much faster than ordinary people, but now under the acceleration of the mysterious beads, the aura of heaven and earth was condensed into an entity, so that he could absorb it, condense his muscles and bones, open up his meridians, and strengthen his body.

After a long time, the airflow released by the mysterious bead also strengthened a little, and Jun's breathing with the wind became slow and long, but the absorption speed of his body increased more than doubled, and in a few breaths, he wanted the aura condensed by the whirlpool to devour it cleanly, dissolve it in the tendons, and condense it.

When you open your eyes, your gaze is like a sharp sword, piercing the night sky. Jun stood up with the wind, a smile on the corner of his mouth. Breaking through, the genius was slightly bright, and he had already broken through two realms one after another and reached the sixth layer of qi training.

This cultivation speed can be described as demonic, but Jun Suifeng will not be complacent. He has watched from a bystander for 5,000 years, and he knows that in this hot and cold world, the law of the jungle is more terrifying than imagined, and the most evil thing in the world is always the human heart.

For now, his strength is really no different from an ant in the world.

Feeling the clenched fist and making a "crackling" sound, the power in the body seemed to have reached a saturation, Jun began to dance his fist with the wind, and the Jiuyang Killing Fist with a masculine momentum was indomitable.

"Rustle"

Wherever the fist wind passed, the trees in the backyard began to shake and make sounds.

Jiuyang Killing Fist had been practiced countless times in Jun Suifeng's mind, and this night, he watched the fist swing of the figure in the bead again, which was plain and simple, but it seemed to conform to a mysterious meaning.

Jun has a slight understanding with the wind, this is a kind of momentum, no one dares to compete for the momentum. His boxing skills, the combination of moves, are natural, and the offense is fierce.

"Whew!"

The figure turned, kicked on the ground with one leg, dived one after another, and went forward, leaving me alone, punching out.

"Bang!"

An old tree the size of a millstone shook suddenly, as if even the roots were shaking.

The first layer of the martial artist in the Qi training period has the power of one thousand catties, and each layer of cultivation will increase the power of one thousand catties, Jun Suifeng is now the sixth layer of strength in the Qi training period, and he already has the strength of six thousand catties, but with the power of the martial art Jiuyang Killing Punch, the strength has been amplified to twice the strength, which is enough to have the power of ten thousand jun. Wan Jun's power is so great that he can't break a tree.

Jun frowned with the wind, this punch did not achieve the result he wanted. If you think about it carefully, the strength is definitely enough, but it seems that as soon as the old tree moves, the power is dispersed, although the strong force is still on the body, it is not so deadly.

Thinking of this, Jun Suifeng began to close his eyes, and carefully recalled that when the figure punched, he compared his own punch, what was the difference.

Time passed by with a snap, and after a full stick of incense time, Jun suddenly opened his eyes with the wind, and his true qi was condensed in his hands. At this moment, his momentum changed, different from the momentum of no one else, it seemed to be plain from the side, just a simple punch.

The punch is powerful, and the belief is invincible.

The old tree burst out with a cracking sound "crunch", and it came in response. But the fist did not stop, it still leaned back, the flowers and plants behind it kept shaking, and the petals danced in the wind, as if they would fall at any time.

"So that's the case!" Jun whispered with the wind, his boxing technique before was full of momentum, but it was deliberately created with strength, the essence of Jiuyang Killing Boxing was in the heart, Yu Nian, not to deliberately show it, not to show it, only the person who fought against it could feel the meaning of this domineering masculinity, and the power of the momentum would be condensed, and the fist power would not be easy to spread, and the lethality would be greater.

Thinking about this, Jun wiped the sweat from his forehead with the wind, and was still very satisfied with the comprehension of this punch, but it could not be compared with the punch of the figure, which could only be regarded as a preliminary comprehension of the full potential of Jiuyang Killing Fist.

Of course, Jun Dashao is not the kind of person who has achieved a little bit and is immediately complacent and self-sufficient, after all, he can't reach it if he wants to hurry, watching the rise of Tianjiao for five thousand years, he knows that the most important thing is to cultivate martial arts, the most important thing is an invincible heart, he is the biggest enemy, only continuous detachment, can achieve martial arts to the extreme.

"With the Jun family's martial arts and martial arts, I am confident that I can defeat the people of the seventh layer of Qi training, but with the Jiuyang Killing Fist as a killer weapon, I can completely win the people of the eighth layer of Qi training. ”

Early in the morning, Jun walked in the courtyard of Jun's house with the wind.

"Look, isn't that the young master, who was dying yesterday, but now it's better. A family member wiped his eyes in disbelief,

"Whatever, waste one, if I were him, forget it if I died, so as not to be embarrassed. The other family member said with some disdain, and looked at the king with cold eyes.

"You keep quiet, don't be heard by the head of the house, otherwise it will affect me. ”

Jun Suifeng heard these whispers, and there were no mood fluctuations, he had been used to it in the two years since he was abolished, which also created his endurance countless times stronger than ordinary people, and walked over slowly.

"Young family master!" Although the two family members disdain Jun Suifeng, they are young family heads after all, and they dare not slack off, because they are just family members.

"Hey, isn't this cousin Suifeng. ”

A voice came from a distance, Jun Suifeng looked in the direction of the sound, a young man in blue shirt and a young man in green clothes were walking slowly, the young man in blue shirt saw Jun Suifeng, his eyes were stagnant, his face was a little gloomy, and the young man in green smiled lightly.

It is the son of Uncle Jun Suifeng and Uncle Jun, Jun Yutian and Jun Lie.

"Yo, you're not dead yet, I heard yesterday that you're dying, it seems that your dog's life is quite big, and he can live that long. This time, Jun Yutian, who was in a blue shirt, spoke first, and looked at Jun Suifeng with a sneer, with thorns in his words.

"I haven't gone to settle accounts with you yet, you like to send it to the door yourself. Jun said secretly with the wind, looking indifferently at this cousin who was going to kill himself and the day before yesterday, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he didn't answer.

Jun Yutian was numb for a while by Jun Suifeng's gaze, and he felt a chill behind him, but he didn't think much about it, everyone knew that Jun Suifeng's meridians were abolished, and he only had the strength of the fourth layer of Qi training, and it was difficult to condense the true qi attack, which was a waste with empty strength. Thinking of this, he was confident enough, and the weakness of his heart at that second must have been because he had assassinated him.

"Waste is waste, and you're playing tricks on me. Jun Yutian was full of anger, and continued contemptuously on the spot, "Is it useful to stare at me, do you think that in the family, who looks up to you, there is no title of young master, waste, scum"

"If there is a father, there must be a son, and by your virtue, your father will certainly not be much better. Jun Yutian scolded more and more, and danced with his hands, and pointed his fingers straight at the bridge of Jun Suifeng's nose.