The stone tree has grayish-white bark, a straight trunk, and a lush canopy, which looks imposing from a distance.

The stone tree not only has an extraordinary appearance, but also has a solid texture like a stone, and it is said that it can be continuously attacked by the full force of a martial artist during the refining period.

At this time, Yang Hao looked at the stone tree in front of him that was only the thickness of a basin.

After tying up the horse step, the qi sank into the dantian, and the spiritual energy in the body ran wildly into the special acupoint position, and the right fist was clenched violently, and it was vigorously swung towards the position of the tree trunk.

"Bang bang bang!"

After a stormy blow, Yang Hao fixed his eyes and saw that not only did the trunk not shake in the slightest, but even the bark was not damaged in the slightest.

Everything in front of him almost didn't make Yang Hao's nose crooked.

"Grass! This old money thing is a fake!"

"his grandma's angry fist!

"Lao Tzu has been practicing for a month, and he can't even break the bark!"

After scolding for a long time, Yang Hao reached out and took out a palm-sized jade plaque from his waist, this jade plaque was earthy yellow, and the lines on it were chaotic, but the west could distinguish the three big characters carved with the three big characters of Qi Bang Fist.

This hierarchical cultivation method cannot be simply passed on with paper and pen, but with a special material called Yin Shi, which records the cultivation method of this fist method in detail in the form of images, otherwise it is easy to practice indiscriminately without guidance.

Although this Yellow Order boxing method is not surprising in a sect like the Seven Xuanmen, if it spreads to the world, it is enough to sell for a sky-high price.

It is certain to say that there are no more than three of the miscellaneous disciples of the entire Seven Xuanzong who have the boxing technique of the lower grade of the Yellow Order.

Yang Hao sighed, and the jade plate in his hand lightly buckled his forehead.

In a trance, Yang Hao's spiritual consciousness appeared, a sturdy man with a naked upper body.

The man didn't say a word, the essence flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand and clenched his fist, leaned forward slightly, and the aura in his body surged wildly towards his right arm, and the fist the size of a casserole was shrouded in a layer of cyan cyclone.

With the strength of his belt, his right fist slammed forward, and with a huge sonic boom sound under the punch, he directly smashed a huge stone the size of a room, and the wind pressure caused by the cyclone blew the gravel all over the sky.

Yang Hao, who had seen countless times through the seal stone, was shocked by this huge scene again and fell into a deep thought.

"The cyan cyclone in that person's hand before, I didn't appear once during the cultivation process, so the problem must have appeared here."

"Air Burst Fist, Air Burst Fist!"

In this month, Yang Hao's obsession with Qi Bang Boxing has risen to the realm of obsession, eating and practicing, and even in dreams, he is still practicing.

Although the amount of training is sufficient, what is often missing is the moment of inspiration.

Break up the man's movements, clench your fists... Cyan Cyclone... Macadam.

"That's right! It's the power of the cyclone created by the aura!"

"I understand! Resist the power with qi! Create a cyclone with concentrated qi, and attack the enemy with a condensed and powerful cyclone, it is naturally easy to split mountains and rubble!"

Just when Yang Hao said the true meaning of the angry fist, in a trance, the corner of the mouth of the sturdy man with a naked upper body rose slightly, as if he was affirming or appreciating.

Yang Hao, who had mastered the core of Qi Explosion Fist cultivation, quickly retreated from the sea of knowledge.

Stretch out your right hand, clench your fist, and use the aura of your whole body to create cyclone wind pressure in your fist.

But it's that simple.

"Peng!" There was a crisp sound, and because the strength and aura were not well coordinated, the cyclone in his hand burst open.

"Shhh

A piece of flesh and blood on the back of his right hand was torn apart, and the skin suddenly opened, and the blood rushed wildly, quite bloody.

At this time, Yang Hao's face was pale, he bit his pale lip, tore off the corner of his clothes, and after gently wrapping a few white cloths, he once again plunged into crazy cultivation.

"Peng, Peng, Peng!"

"Failed!"

"Come again!"

In the process of repeating this cycle, Yang Hao slowly mastered that feeling.

At this time, there was no trace of good flesh and skin on Yang Hao's arm, and the thick plasma on the white cloth wrapped in his hand.

But Yang Hao didn't seem to feel a trace of pain, and entered some kind of mysterious cultivation state.

Leaning forward, his right fist raised, and his movements are meticulous and unobtrusive.

"Cyclone!"

At the sound of an order, above the right fist, a wind blew, blowing open the wrapping cloth wrapped in the hand, revealing the scarred right fist.

Suddenly, a touch of cyan wrapped the entire right fist, and this cyan cyclone was completely incomparable to the power displayed by the strong man, only about a layer of egg shells.

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and without knowing how many times he failed, Yang Hao finally succeeded in condensing the cyclone.

"It's done!"

Yang Hao felt a burst of joy in his heart, and immediately swung his right fist at the trunk of the tree.

"Boom!", followed by the huge air pressure brought by the cyclone, blowing dust all over the sky.

"Ahem!" after half a ring, wait until the dust clears.

I saw that on the trunk of a thick stone tree, a huge fist mark was nakedly imprinted on it, which was extremely eye-catching.

Before I had time to vent the joy in my heart, the weakness of the overdraft body came to vent.

Suddenly, his consciousness darkened, his eyes closed, and he fell straight on the dry and hard grass.

.......

Tonight, the moon is shining high, and the starry sky is full of stars.

Yang Hao, lying on the beam of the house with Erlang's legs crossed, facing the starlight in the sky, was extremely lonely in his heart.

"It's been three years!"

"Hey, when will I be able to return to Earth!"

Crossing the Earth?

Yang Hao was originally an 18-year-old high school student in Huaxia Kingdom on Earth, and because of some coincidence, he crossed over to this different world called Tianxuan Continent, and it happened that the owner of this body was also called Yang Hao.

Because the humanities, customs, and even language of this continent are highly suitable for the Tang and Song dynasties of the Chinese Kingdom, although they are not very adaptable, they have slowly lived.

This world doesn't pay attention to any technological civilization, but almost all the people are martial arts and cultivate a thing called Reiki. It is said that this thing has ten realms according to the level of cultivation.

The refining realm is out of the mortal realm, the condensation yuan realm, the unity realm, the battle respect realm, the heavenly realm, the emperor realm, the emperor realm, the emperor realm, and the god realm.

The cultivation realm of each major rank is subdivided into nine levels, and after the nine levels, you can impact the next rank, and if you fail to rush the stage, you will retreat into the original rank, and your strength will fall one or even several times on the contrary.

So normally, if you don't have absolute certainty, ordinary martial artists will not rush at will.

If the warriors of each rank do not have great magical powers or treasures with extremely powerful powers, the warriors of the upper rank will definitely be able to defeat the warriors of the lower ranks.

This is hierarchical suppression.

It is said that those who have cultivated to the divine realm not only have a boundless lifespan and spiritual power, but also can travel through the universe plane at will.

"Do you have to cultivate to the god realm before you can return to the earth!" But he is a martial artist in the body refining realm.

Thinking of this, Yang Hao's head was almost lowered to the crotch of his pants.

"Your grandma's!

"Don't you know the protagonist's aura?"

"Whatever!"

"Grass! It's a yarn!"

“......”

Yang Hao pointed to the sky and kept scolding for a long time.

You must know that when it comes to strength, there are countless people in the entire Seven Xuanzong who can beat Yang Hao, and when it comes to the powerful verbal offensive skill of scolding, Yang Hao said without breathing, one beats two God Realm powerhouses.

"Damn!"

"It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on the heavens and the earth!"

After a period of weak chicken soup for the soul, Yang Hao turned over, his toes were light, and his body fell to the ground quite smoothly like a fallen leaf.

I have to say that Yang Hao's strength still has some.

After turning back to God again and slapping the middle finger, he pushed the door in, washed up at will, and fell into a deep sleep.