Chapter 847

"Calm down, the unity of mind and action!" Chen Mo's voice rang out again in Chen Songzi's mind. He knew that it was the master who was reminding him not to be distracted.

"Forge ahead, be invincible, break nothing, and destroy mountains with one blow!" Chen Mo's voice is surging in Chen Songzi's mind, which is very impressive!

He suddenly found that a set of boxing techniques appeared in his memory. Some of them were like those taught by his master, but they were more than those three moves. Moreover, the exercise route of each fist seemed to be more complicated and exquisite. It was only in a moment that Chen Songzi understood that his master had taught him the complete version of Tianxuan Shenquan, which he was most proud of!

It's not a simplified version, but a complete Tianxuan boxing!

It's just that the master said before that he was weak in physique, and his practice started and finished. He could not control the complete Tianxuan divine boxing. Therefore, he simplified the three types of boxing to teach himself. Why did he teach him all of them today? Can you give full play to the real power of xuanshenquan?

However, Chen Songzi couldn't bear to think about it. Zhu Wenxiu's sword light had come to him. Chen Songzi even felt his skin ache under the erosion of the sword.

He suddenly waved his fist and said, "the first move of Tianxuan Shenquan - Duanshan mountain!"

Fist meaning and sword meaning suddenly collide, send out a clear sound of gold and iron, and then hear a click.

"Sunset clouds fly with solitary ducks!" In the distance, Zhu Wenxiu's exclamation rang out again. At the same time, the sword in his hand shot away from the sky, like a wild goose flying alone. Then it swept down, and a round of glow appeared in the hazy.

"Click! Dang ～ "

two pieces of iron swords fell to the ground, making a few crisp sounds, which was particularly clear in this silent space.

Zhu Wenxiu covers his chest, suddenly a mouthful of blood spurts out, and then stares at Chen Songzi.

Granny long looked at all this in surprise and murmured, "Mr. Zang Jian, Zhu Wenxiu has failed! How could that be possible! "

The woodcutter's eyes burst out with two kinds of light. The whole man was as sharp and introverted, giving a sense of danger. He had been standing there without saying a word or moving, but he could see the whole process of the fight clearly.

Zhu Wenxiu's unique skill "the autumn water is the same as the sky, the sunset clouds and solitary ducks fly together" is originally the unique skill of the Tibetan sword school. Even if he is able to cope with it, he has to spend a lot of time. However, this little Taoist who only has the cultivation of the divine realm uses only one punch to force Zhu Wenxiu to use these two moves in succession.

It's just a punch, breaking Zhu Wenxiu's sword.

It's just a punch. It hurts Zhu Wenxiu's spirit.

His boxing skills seem to be the same as Zhang Ting and Zhu Changchang when they fight, but they seem to be different, but he can't see what is different.

Zhu Wenxiu's first sword had no strength to fight back. In addition to the disintegration of the sword's intention, a crack was made in the body of the sword. Thanks to Zhu Wenxiu's timely response, Zhu Wenxiu immediately used the second sword. Although he finally destroyed the sword, he at least saved his life.

The woodcutter began to take the axe off his waist, and he was ready to do it himself.

Chen Songzi stared at his fist and looked at it over and over. He seemed to have no idea why his fist was so powerful?

Clearly just now I still feel that the sword is unmatched. How can I easily crack it in a flash? Even Zhu Wenxiu, one of the four ancient sects, was broken by his fist and hurt his body.

Is this the real power of Tianxuan Shenquan? It's too powerful!

"Good!" The woodcutter untied the axe hanging from his waist and said, "tell me your boxing formula, and I will spare your life."

This woodcutter even wants to get the cultivation method of Tianxuan Shenquan!

This made Chen Songzi angry. He tried his best to practice and suffered a lot. Until today, the master finally taught me the skill. You even want to take away my skill?

"Shameless!" Chen Songzi scolded.

The woodcutter took a trace of radiance from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of scorn and raised his axe high in his hand.

"Run!" When Granny long saw the woodcutter's action, she suddenly gave a big drink. In a moment, she came to Zhu Changchang, a dwarf dwarf who was still recovering from the injury on her knees. She grabbed Zhu's foot and carried it upside down to disappear.

Zhu Wenxiu, who was seriously injured by Chen Songzi's fist, immediately slapped him on the chest and immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood, which turned into a blood mist in front of him.

"Run away!" Zhu Wenxiu drank so much that the blood mist in front of him suddenly formed a mysterious mark, which wrapped Zhu Wenxiu's body and disappeared instantly.

At the moment when the woodcutter raised his axe, Chen Songzi felt a surge of pressure like the tide.

It was as if there was a mountain pressing on him, making him breathless.

"Cleave Huashan Mountain The big man suddenly drank and waved the axe in his hand.

A huge axe formed by black spiritual power fell from the sky. Chen Songzi, who was directly under the axe, felt that the air around him was suddenly limited, and his breathing became particularly difficult, as if someone was pinching his neck with both hands.He gave a big drink, then clenched his teeth, threw the broken duster of his right hand, squeezed his hands into two fists, and suddenly waved it to the sky, and said, "divide the rivers!"

Chen Mo once taught Chen Songzi three simplified versions of Tianxuan Shenquan, which he could use freely. But now, when he uses the second form of Tianxuan Shenquan, he has a feeling that his strength is not enough.

Just with this move, he felt that his whole strength was drained, and all the aura in his body was gathered on the fist in an instant. However, it seemed that the fist could not be formed because of insufficient energy.

"Tianxuan Shenquan can even fight in the sky. What's a mere axe? If you want to be a strong man, you must first have a strong heart. No matter what is in front of you, you must smash it with one fist! " Chen Mo's voice sounded in Chen Songzi's mind again.

Chen Songzi's spirit was invigorated, and he drank again. In some invisible places in his body, there was a huge amount of spiritual power. Now he even urged him to gather on the two fists. Suddenly, two brilliant lights broke out on the two fists, one for white and the other for black and white. The forces of black and white attract and repel each other It became a black and white fist.

"Boom!" Black and white fists and black axes meet in mid air, making a terrible explosion. It seems that the sky has been broken a hole by their counter attack.

"Poof!"

Chen Songzi stepped back a few steps, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The whole person seems to have been evacuated in general, fell on his back, but was surrounded by a pair of powerful arms.

"Master, I'm sorry. I tried my best."

"You did a good job." Chen Mo said, "sleep, the rest, I'll come."

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