Chapter 2011

The breath of death, more and more intense, he was completely flustered.

This boxing is a brand-new boxing technique that chuxuan bombarded out. It was just when he and Lao Zhentian ant fought with the purest martial arts skills, his mind flashed and he thought of a shaking formula in Taijiquan.

He thought that he could borrow it at that time. Therefore, he used the "shock" formula in Taijiquan.

His fist awn is still in the void, but the power in his fist awn, like the river water, is continuously shaking the void.

Shaking like a mountain, this is the secret of Taijiquan.

Using the body force, in the shortest time and distance, the fastest speed, the strongest force, ferocious force, condensing out a dark force, producing vibration.

This concussion force, has the extremely strong penetrating power, extremely ruthless.

Just now, he was directly borrowed by Chu Xuan and transformed into his own knack.

After the transformation of chuxuan, it is much stronger than Taijiquan.

This power of using order turbulence alone is enough to destroy the heaven and earth.

Boom!

When Chu Xuan nodded with satisfaction, the crowd was stunned, and Lao Zhentian ant felt sad, angry and desperate. At last, Chu Xuan's fist was smashed on the spirit of laozhentian ant.

The power is endless. Among the spirits that directly pierce the spirit of laozhentian ant, the fist seal is not scattered and vibrates endlessly, which makes the ant have no resistance at all.

His spirit, under the fright of the old ant, exploded and turned into a little bit of gold, becoming the most pure soul power.

"Ah Why do you have such a strange fist? How can you have such a strong penetrating power and such a powerful concussion force... "

"I'm not willing to Chuxuan You can't die easily... "

In the golden awn transformed by a little soul power, the roar of the old ants haunted the void.

Boom

The spirit of the old rock ant is constantly exploding, as if delaying the blooming. It is beautiful, and the firetree is full of flowers.

Seeing this, Chu Xuan waved his big hand and swallowed up the soul power of the old ant in the void, and transformed it into his own. His spirit grew a little bit more and became more brilliant and focused on reality.

When Chu Xuan stopped, the roar of the old rock ant had dissipated.

At this point, even the world's great masters have to fear the three-thirds of the strongest in the flesh, so Chu Xuan killed them with a fist, and they were extremely oppressed.

His face was expressionless, but his heart was full of waves. He sighed softly: "there is no immortal existence in the world. The road is vast and the practice is against the sky. However, there is a possibility of failure at any time. Ah, the road of cultivation is long, and we still need to work hard!"

His sigh, floating far and far in the starry River

If it was not for self-protection and for the people he cared about in his heart, he would not fight or dye his hands with blood. He was originally a kind-hearted person, and a person with feelings in his heart would not have to do anything but kill people.

The life he yearns for is the wandering landscape and the world of mortals. He looks at the blossoming and falling of the flowers with his beloved. In the peach blossom forest, under the moonlight, a pot of sake, a song and a beautiful woman dancing

Warm, beautiful, this is his heart most yearning for and care about things.

However, the responsibility on his shoulders and the hatred in his memory pushed him to this step step step by step.

Even if there are too many helplessness and too many unwillingness, he must make a move.