This move is a move that Levan learned from Pengjia's hand and is called "Shatter Shock". The key to this move is to concentrate all the explosive power of the whole body in a small amount with the fastest speed, and then hit the enemy violently, smashing the opponent's attacked parts to pieces. The offensive should be supported by an indomitable momentum, whether it is the hands or legs, this move can be used.

This move is extremely powerful, but the drawbacks are also obvious. That is, the physical requirements are more loaded, and only martial artists like Non-Lewang and Pengjia who specialize in physical injuries can use it occasionally. As for Ding Chunqiu, martial artists like Gu Mozhi, who hurt people more and relied more on internal strength, were unable to practice this move because their physical strength was not enough.

Even if they were as fierce as Liewang and Pengjia, they did not dare to use too many "shattering shocks", the so-called "wounding the enemy by 1,000 and inflicting self-damage by 800." Once you use this trick too many times, the tendons and bones in the body will be in danger of breaking.

Le Wang, who had a trace of crazy genes in his bones, exuded a dangerous battle signal in his eyes, and his left hand grabbed the opponent's fist before the strength of the Xuan Nan "Luohan Fist" was fully used. Just listening to the sound of "Gra", Lewang's left hand was broken and dislocated, and a strange angle formed between the palm and the wrist bone.

At that moment, the crazy flame in Liewang's eyes seemed to burn more violently, with the momentum of either you die or I die, Liewang's right leg with a loud "bang" sound, and it was firmly pumped on Xuan's waist.

"Be merciful!" Before Xuan Yan finished his words, he saw a frightened and inexplicable look in Xuan Yan's eyes, and he didn't even have time to scream, just like a kite with a broken string. The whole person was kicked out by Levang.

Looking at the Xuan Yan who had been kicked out of shape by the huge impact, the others suddenly felt a chill invade their bodies.

From the side, the upper and lower bodies of Xuan Nan were kicked by Liewang to twenty degrees, which is simply impossible for normal human beings to bend, but in the case of Xuan Nan's vertebrae shattering, it was unbelievably completed.

After flying across the air for more than a few dozen meters and breaking five large trees, Xuan Yan finally stopped on the branch of a huge pine tree that was at least a few hundred years old and extremely thick, and slowly slid to the ground. Blood is like no money. One bite after another spit out of Xuan Nan's mouth.

It depends on the current state of the mystery. Even if the treatment is timely and the life is immortal, the fate of lifelong disability of the lower body cannot be avoided. The Shaolin monk who has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years was kicked by Liewang and became a half-dead cripple.

The Shaolin disciples shouted in a chaotic manner: "Uncle Shi", "Uncle Shi", "Uncle Shizu"...... One by one, they rushed to the direction of the mystery.

But just a few steps after running, the muscular men of Black Wind Village sneered "hehe". or grab or take their own heavy weapons. Qi Shushu stopped in front of the Shaolin disciples. If you don't agree with each other, you will see each other.

After the Shaolin disciple glanced at the momentum and weapons of the strong men, he cautiously weighed the strength comparison between the two sides. Then he reluctantly paused his steps, and shouted loudly to the big man who was blocking the front. Strongly asked the people in Black Wind Village to dodge, and a few clever people turned around and asked for help from Xuan Pain.

But at this time, the pain is "mud bodhisattva crossing the river", and it is difficult to protect itself. Duan Xing stood beside Xuan Pain intentionally or unintentionally, and the momentum of the innate middle section was unreservedly released, and the Xuan Pain forehead was sweating, and it was difficult to move an inch.

Especially Wu Yazi had just passed on all his more than seventy years of skill to Duan Xing, which made Duan Xing's momentum skyrocket again compared to before. This power is too pure and profound, and with the full force of the thirty-six Northern Darkness Cyclones mutated by Duan Xing, it is impossible to transform all of this power into the internal force of the "Pure Yang Supreme Gong" in a short period of time.

Duan Xing's mutated Northern Pluto Cyclone can instantly transform the internal force of the "Pure Yang Supreme Gong" in the body into the true qi of the Northern Pluto Divine Gong, but for the power obtained from the outside, it can only be slowly and step by step transformed into the internal force of the "Pure Yang Supreme Gong".

It's like a process of purification and decontamination. The quality of each person's true qi will always be different from other people's internal strength and true qi due to the difference in the cultivation method and the length of cultivation time.

Even if two different people practice the same kind of exercise, one cultivates day and night, and the other cultivates for a while, after ten years, there will definitely be a difference. And if a person cultivates peerless internal strength and second-rate internal strength respectively, even if the cultivation time is the same, it is impossible to have the same true qi quality.

What's more, it also involves a series of issues that affect personal understanding, fortune, opportunities, and so on.

If Wuyazi only passed on to Duan Xing the True Qi of the Northern Darkness, then according to the relationship between the exercises of the same root and the same origin, Duan Xing could use the Northern Darkness Cyclone to quickly transform it into his own strength.

But somehow, Wu Yazi's power system is a family of its own, and according to Duan Xing's cognition, there are at least three kinds of internal strength and mental methods that have been blended together by Wu Yazi with supreme wisdom.

One is the "Northern Shengong", the other is the "Little Wuxianggong", and the other Duan Xing can't feel it. With Duan Xing's extensive knowledge, he didn't find any exercises similar to them from his memory.

On the contrary, this third unknown exercise actually made Duan Xing vaguely feel that it seemed to be related to his "Pure Yang Supreme Gong", but there were many different places in the middle, and Duan Xing couldn't say what was different, which made Duan Xing's heart full of question marks.

According to Duan Xing's estimate, it would take about ten days and half a month to digest all of Wuyazi's huge True Qi. At that time, Duan Xing could directly step through the realm of the middle stage of the innate stage and officially step into the realm of the high stage of the innate stage.

This is also the reason why Duan Xing majored in the "Pure Yang Supreme Skill", if Duan Xing majored in the "Northern Spiritual Skill", the mighty skill of Wuyazi could make Duan Xing become a master of the congenital realm in a leap.

Although Wu Yazi conveyed his skills to Duan Xing, he even passed on his many years of cultivation experience to Duan Xing. After all, the exercises cultivated by Wuyazi are different from Duan Xing's main exercises, and it is not easy to help Duan Xing comprehend his own martial arts and step through the realm of the innate middle stage.

Duan Xing didn't expect Wuyazi's internal strength empowerment to let him smash the void and go, he still had too many things to do, too many plans to be arranged.

Wu Yazi's huge True Qi not only helped Duan Xing pass the realm comprehension of the middle stage of the innate realm, but also saved Duan Xing a lot of effort, so he didn't have to think about what happened if he suddenly had an epiphany one day, but fell into the embarrassing situation of not having enough True Qi to impact the next layer of realm.

Even if Duan Xing goes around arresting people and absorbing internal force at that time, it will take time. Now that there is a sudden increase in the true qi of more than seventy years in the body, coupled with the doubling effect of the cultivation of the power of the Maharaja in the sea of knowledge, Duan Xing's cultivation path no longer has to worry about the lack of true qi and headaches.

The pain of cold sweat all over his body was just the threshold of the innate realm, and even the realm was not stable, how could he be Duan Xing's opponent, but under the confrontation of momentum, he had obviously fallen into the upper hand.

Even the Shaolin Void Character disciple with low martial arts can see that the uncle from the family is now standing a little shaky. The clenched teeth were obviously trying their best to confront Duan Xing.

opened his mouth with difficulty, and Xuan said bitterly: "Master Duan, Xuan is my Shaolin monk, and I hope that Your Excellency will raise your noble hand and spare his life." ”

Liewang looked at Duan Xing, saw that Duan Xing did not squint, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and showed an attitude of letting Liewang dispose of it, and immediately understood the meaning of his master.

A loud roar: "Xuannan, you old horseman, dare to sneak attack and plot against your Uncle Liewang, and give the uncle his life!"

The Shaolin monks saw that the ancestor of the Xuan Sect was about to be killed, and shouted with Master Xuzhu: "Go and save the uncle!"

"Wow", the Shaolin monks punched and kicked, and the Shaolin monks who picked up a Shaolin wooden stick from their backs, and all of them hit the strong men of Heifeng Village who were blocking in front of them, wanting to break away from a road and rescue the monks of Xuanjiao.

"Kill this group of sanctimonious bald donkeys!" I don't know which big man roared, and the strong men of Heifeng Village howled, wielding their heavy weapons wantonly, and collided with the Shaolin monks.

How fast is the speed of the innate master, in such a delayed effort, Liewang has already flown past the Shaolin monk who is in a mess with the strong men of the Black Wind Village. "Wow wow!" he shouted, and with a thunderous momentum, he smashed the mace in his hand at Xuan's head fiercely.

Xuan Nan reluctantly glanced up at Liewang, and sighed secretly in his heart: "My life is over!" The things in his life passed by him one by one like playing a movie. Until he and Xuan Lin joined forces to fight against Qiao Feng, until the scene of Xuan Lin being beaten to death by Qiao Feng with a palm stayed in front of his eyes for a while, the past of Hongchen seemed to be like a passing cloud, and a moment of kung fu made Xuan Nan have an epiphany, and the spiritual platform was clear for a while.

"People die like lights out, all the grievances and grievances in life, and the enemies of life and death are just obsessions in the heart that refuse to let go. A flash of realization flashed in Xuan Nan's heart.

"Bodhi has no tree, mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust. Xuan Nan looked at the mace that was getting closer and closer, and the shape was hideous and vicious, and suddenly smiled, closed his eyes gently, and said, "Amitabha!"

"Bang!", as if smashing a watermelon with a heavy object, was recreated under Lewang's mace, and the red plasma sprayed everywhere mixed with the white brain marrow splashed on the ground, messing up Lewang's naked upper body.

Levan didn't care about the appearance of his body, threw the mace casually, grabbed his left hand with his free right hand, and "rattle" to take the dislocated wrist back into place.

With a demonic smile like the return of the Demon King of Hell, Liewang turned his head to look at the Shaolin monks, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Little bald donkeys, this time it's your turn." ”

Kicking the ground with his foot, a strong wind around his body brought up a strong wind, and Liewang pounced on a group of Shaolin monks.

Seeing Liewang pounce, the Shaolin monks showed a desperate look in their eyes, and with a loud roar: "Fight with this murderous demon king, avenge your uncle!" The monks burst out of their life potential, and their combat power instantly soared, and in the blink of an eye, the strong men of Heifeng Village were forced to retreat again and again. (To be continued......)