Hua Mantian said: "The second senior brother is really profound, this move of Yanyu Soul Breaking Fist has not been able to have such power when he is practicing martial arts on weekdays, but today he has such power in the life and death fight with ghosts." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThis set of boxing techniques is amazing, the master passed it on to the second senior brother, and the second senior brother must have practiced secretly when everyone was resting, and it was accumulated over time that he reached today's realm. ”

However, Ma Mingyu's boxing method is not the result of his diligent practice, of course, diligent practice is necessary. But Ma Mingyu's comprehension among the teachers and brothers is only ranked second to Lu Xiaofeng, how can Ma Mingyu be compared with today when he usually exercises?

Practicing on weekdays, after all, life and death are only hanging by a thread like today, and today is the time of life and death of the Jiuhua faction, and if you are not careful, you may make a big mistake for the ages. In the face of such a grim situation, how could Ma Mingyu stop as usual? He must fight to the death, although his martial arts skills are far less profound than those of the ghosts, but as long as he does his best, he will definitely be able to support it for a while.

With this perseverance, Ma Mingyu's boxing technique seemed to increase infinite power, as if he was a martial arts master, forcing the ghost to retreat again and again, sweating profusely.

The rest of the disciples of the Jiuhua Sect were all dumbfounded, and they were all amazed by the brilliant boxing technique of this senior brother Ma Mingyu. Ma Mingyu made a move to "send the Buddha to the sky", only to see him swing his fists straight out, like two extremely hard iron rods, hitting the chest of the ghost with great momentum, startling gusts of wind.

The ghost saw that his fists struck straight towards his chest, and there was infinite wind power in the fist wind, like two peerless swords, striking at him!

The ghost saw the dark luck of his true strength, and suddenly made a move in an instant, only to see his two extremely thin hands hit Ma Mingyu's fists, as if they were about to collide with his fists, knocking Ma Mingyu out of the way.

Suddenly, the two of them touched each other's hands, Ma Mingyu's fists and ghostly palms touched, and Ma Mingyu only felt that a strong internal force was coming. This internal force is like a surging river, endless, Ma Mingyu secretly screamed that it is not good, if he does not withdraw his fist, he will be like Lu Xiaofeng, and he will be struck out by the strong internal force of the ghost.

At this critical moment, Ma Mingyu used the "reversal" in the "Smoke and Rain Soul Breaking Fist", and Ma Mingyu reversed his fists. In his dantian, a long and strong internal force gathered from the acupoints in the chest to the palms with the twisting of the two fists, and finally this internal force collided with the internal force of the ghost.

I saw the two of them take a few steps back from each other, their bodies swaying, and the ghost saw that he took three steps back before he froze.

Seeing the sorrow, he only felt a burst of breath in his chest, his palms were numb, and he secretly felt that Ma Mingyu's internal strength was also amazing, and he had never met someone with such deep internal strength in his life.

When I saw him today, I suddenly felt a burst of excitement, and I was able to compare with him.

Ma Mingyu took five steps back before he stood up, his eyes were full of gold stars, his chest was extremely stuffy, and his hands were extremely sore, which was obviously far inferior to the skill of ghosts.

Lin Yichen saw that Ma Mingyu was repelled a few steps by the ghostly internal force, and he was anxious for a while, he was worried about whether his junior brother was injured.

If the junior brother is for the survival of the Jiuhua faction, even if he suffers internal injuries, he can barely support it, and he will die with ghosts. Lin Yichen was just about to shout for Ma Mingyu to rest for a while, go on the field by himself, and fight for life and death to the ghost!

But Ma Mingyu had already swung his fists and struck at the ghost again, and he didn't seem to be injured, but even more energetic. His fists rained down on the ghostly body, one punch as fast as a punch, and one move as fierce as a move.

Ghost Jianchou has already comprehended Ma Mingyu's internal strength just now, and admires Ma Mingyu's internal strength very much, and wants to see how many tricks he still has?

When the ghost saw sorrow, he slowed down his moves, wanting to see Ma Mingyu's kung fu one by one, and finally knocked him down! With this idea in mind, the ghost saw sorrow and lightened a little internal force in his hand.

Ma Mingyu felt that his ability to see ghosts and sorrows suddenly weakened a little, and his heart was full of doubts: Could it be that ghosts are seeing sorrows and what tricks are they playing? If this is the case, I need to deal with it well.

Or maybe the ghost was hurt by my internal strength just now? But how deep is the inner strength of the ghost and sorrow! How can he be injured by my internal strength? There must be something strange in this, and I have to be extremely careful not to fall for him!

When Ma Mingyu thought of this, the power of his fist increased by another point, and his fists were as fierce as a storm, attacking the ghost's head, neck, chest, ribs, and abdomen, all attacking its vital points. Let the ghost see sorrow without the slightest respite, punch after punch, punch after punch, fist after fist, dazzling to watch.

When everyone saw that the ghost was completely at a disadvantage at the moment, they were secretly surprised, thinking that the crisis of the Jiuhua faction was about to be solved, and everyone was happy.

Even Lin Yichen and Hua Mantian were secretly happy, although Lu Xiaofeng fainted to the ground, if Lu Xiaofeng woke up at this moment and saw Ma Mingyu beating the ghost to the point that he had no power to fight back, he would definitely be secretly happy.

Just when everyone was rejoicing, the ghost suddenly shouted, only to see his palms bent and agile like a long snake, attacking Ma Mingyu's fists in an instant.

Halfway through the palm, Ghost Sorrow turned his palms to Ma Mingyu's chest, and Ma Mingyu never expected Ghost Sorrow to change his palms.

I was going to deal with my fists with all my heart and soul against these palms, but suddenly I was worried that fighting with him was fake, and attacking him in the chest was real.

Although Ma Mingyu reacted, but the speed of the ghost was so fast, how could Ma Mingyu dodge the fierce palm of the ghost and sorrow, and he could only hear a snap.

Ma Mingyu's chest was hit hard by his palms, and the moment his palms touched his chest, Ma Mingyu's body flew towards Xiangding just like Lu Xiaofeng just now.

Lin Yichen was shocked, hurriedly stepped forward, and shouted: "Fourth junior brother, take care of your second junior brother, I will see ghosts and sorrows when I go." ”

As soon as his words fell, he had already taken Ma Mingyu's body, after all, Lin Yichen was the eldest disciple of the Jiuhua Sect, and he also had a unique skill, and it was this trick to pick up people, and it was also extremely exquisite.

Lin Yichen pushed Ma Mingyu's body to the sky, and he flew towards the place where the ghost was standing, and the speed of his body made people stare and open their tongues.

Hua Mantian caught Ma Mingyu and said, "Second Senior Brother, are you okay?"

Ma Mingyu's skills are profound, and he was injured by the internal force of the ghost, although the internal force of the ghost is pure, but after all, because of his profound skills, he will not fall into a coma on the spot.

Ma Mingyu only felt a sigh of anger, so he said slowly: "Fourth senior brother, I'm not in the way, let's see how senior brother fights the enemy!"

The two of them looked at Lin Yichen and the ghost......

I saw Lin Yichen holding a sword in his hand, and the ghost was sad and awe-inspiring, and the two of them stood still under the scorching sun, as if they were looking for a wonderful opportunity to prepare a move to defeat the enemy. Suddenly, Lin Yichen's long sword came out of the sheath, and a cold light pierced the sky, the light was the sword light, and the cold was the unique cold air on the sword. (To be continued.) )