Chapter 105 Fist Gang

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Chapter 105 Fist Gang

Xing Lin looked at the three people opposite him, and a cruel smile couldn't help but emerge from the corner of his mouth. At this time, he had just advanced to the level of the chivalrous person, and the internal energy all over his body was rolling like ink. All the meridians and organs in the body had been washed by the internal energy. Whether it was endurance or reaction ability, there was a gap between him and the warriors who were not in the level of the chivalrous person. Quite big.

Yi Xifeng didn't dare to slack off. When Xing Laoer walked out of the forest, he took off his iron chain vest. Holding the Hanxing Sword at this time, Yi Xifeng attacked first before the burly man could take action.

"Whoa!" The fair boy's figure turned into an afterimage and headed straight for Xing Laoer.

"So fast!" Zhou Di couldn't help but admired when he saw the boy's figure turned into an afterimage.

Yi Xifeng has been practicing body and sword skills with Li Chengtao every day since he was five years old. Although Yi Xifeng could only learn some of the sword skills of "Thirteen Swordsmen of Chasing the Wind" due to his own skills, the foundation of this skill was extremely solid.

After that, he followed Li Chengqian to practice the Wandering Dragon Body Technique, and cooperated with the young man to wear an iron chain vest all year round to exercise his physical fitness. It can be said that there are few warriors below the level of the chivalrous person who have better light skills than Yi Xifeng.

The fair-skinned boy turned into a blurry afterimage and headed straight towards Xing Laoer. Behind him, the sword shadow like a long river followed closely behind the boy.

The amusement flashed in Xing Lin's eyes, and he saw that before Yi Xifeng could get closer, he punched forward, and his fist landed exactly one foot in front of Yi Xifeng. I saw layers of internal ripples spreading out, like ripples on the water surface.

"Brother Yi, be careful! That's an internal shock!" Zhou Di quickly warned.

There was a solemn look in Yi Xifeng's eyes, and the Hanxing Sword in his hand flashed past him, mixed with layers of sword shadows - Shadow Breaking Slash!

Boom boom boom! Continuous internal energy oscillations impacted the sword shadows surrounding the young man. Sword shadows were constantly being annihilated in the shock ripples, and new sword shadows were constantly flying out from his Hanxing Sword.

During the stalemate, Lin Fenghuo came with a knife, and saw a huge green knife light, directly hitting the place where the shock ripples overlapped.

puff! Yi Xifeng fought hard and lost dozens of sword shadows, coupled with Lin Fenghuo's sword slash. Finally, this internal shock was stopped.

Fortunately, even warriors in the chivalrous realm cannot release internal energy shocks continuously and uninterruptedly. As for the length of the interval, it depends on the strength of the warrior. The stronger the internal energy of the warrior, the shorter the interval.

Xing Er seemed to have discovered something interesting. He looked at the blow he had just swung at random. The shock was full of repulsion, no less than a full blow from any peak warrior in the Mang Realm.

"Okay, let's see what kind of strength a real warrior is!" Before Yi Xifeng could get close, Xing Lin ducked out in an instant, and appeared three feet away in the next moment.

Yi Xifeng's eyes narrowed, and with a "Follow the Wind, Turn the Willow" movement, he redirected the sword that was originally slashing forward towards Xing Laoer behind him.

There was a trace of cruelty on the corner of Xing Lin's mouth, and he murmured: "Four-armed Pluto Fist!"

I saw Xing Lin retracting his fists to his waist, instead of letting his inner energy turn into black mist like Xing Laosan did, and finally used his inner energy fist light to turn into two arms. Xing Lin just put his fists into his waist, and the originally dark fist light gradually turned into blood-ink color.

Xing Laoer kicked his feet on the ground, and the originally solid ground seemed to explode. The next moment, he went straight to Zhou Di.

When the burly man appeared behind Yi Xifeng, Zhou Di summoned up the remaining internal energy, and traces of purple light slowly gathered on the blade of Fang Tianji. At this moment, he saw that the opponent was coming straight towards him. The young man holding the halberd waved the halberd. The purple electric light carried by the halberd was used to swipe at the opponent with great force!

"Purple Thunder God-Destroying Halberd!"

The Fang Tianji, like a purple electric dragon, pierced the opponent's chest. The purple lightning that was supposed to destroy gods and destroy evil had little effect when it hit the black-red fist light.

Between the punches, Xing Lin brought up a series of afterimages. It was obviously two fists, but it gave people the illusion of four punches with both arms. The black and red afterimages that filled the sky swept away the purple lightning. The burly man punched Fang Tianji, which had dissipated its electric light, and at the same time, three more punches landed heavily on Zhou Di.

Zhou Di flew out like a broken sack, landed in an open space more than ten feet away, and was completely killed.

"The third one!" Xing Laoer turned to look at Yi Xifeng and smiled proudly.

Lin Fenghuo put a hand on Yi Xifeng's shoulder and whispered: "Don't be impulsive, that's not Quan Mang, it's Quan Gang!"

Yi Xifeng was silent for a moment and nodded.

Before a warrior enters the realm of chivalry, he usually goes through three realms: Qi, momentum, and aura. This is also the most intuitive manifestation of realm strength. When a warrior officially enters the third level and the twelfth level, it not only means that he has mastered the true meaning of his martial arts, but also that the inner strength in his body will advance to another level.

Taking sword cultivation as an example, Qi, momentum, and light correspond to sword energy, sword shadow, and sword light respectively. The sword cultivator in the knight realm corresponds to Jian Gang. Of course, depending on everyone's different understanding of the true meaning of martial arts, the "Gang Qi" that everyone can use is also different. The four-arm Pluto Fist used by Xing Laoer used exactly the Fist Gang.

What is Gangqi? Transforming the true energy of heaven and earth for one's own use is called Gang!

"Xifeng, go and protect Xintian. Your sword shadow attack has no effect on Gang Qi." Lin Fenghuo said in a deep voice.

Yi Xifeng frowned and said, "What do you want to do? We will handle the difficulties together. We are brothers, so don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Fenghuo grinned and said, "I'm not talking nonsense to you. Don't get in the way here. I think your poor kung fu will prevent me from killing people!"

As he spoke, Lin Fenghuo's eyes flashed red, and he saw fiery red inner energy condensing around him.

"Flowing Blade!" As soon as Heizi finished speaking, the originally dark red green fire knife turned into flowing fire snakes and wrapped around his upper body.

The young man's shirt was instantly turned into nothing by the crimson flames, and the fiery snakes were imprinted on his exposed skin like lines.

"Fenghuo!" Lin Fenghuo roared, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and in the next moment he was less than two feet away from Xinglin.

The burly man narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "This kid is amazing, he can actually move at the speed of a knight!"

As he spoke, he dodged his fist and punched the opponent directly.

Lin Fenghuo turned the green fire knife in his hand and struck the red and black fist with a bright sword light.

boom! The fist dissipated and the young man was pushed back three steps.

"Oh? Is your physical strength also in the chivalrous state? What an incredible kid." Xing Lin marveled, but his eyes turned cold and he muttered: "Then I can't keep you!"

As he spoke, the fist in the man's hand changed and turned into a dazzling red light.

"Heizi, be careful, that's a soul attack." Yi Xifeng quickly reminded.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Before Yi Xifeng said this, Xing Lin had already punched Lin Fenghuo with his fist. Without any precautions, the young man suddenly fell into a state of unconsciousness.

Only then did Xing Laoer slowly say: "Netherworld Fantasy Demon Fist! The fourth one!"