Fate Coin (consumable): A magical coin with one side yellow and one white. After tossing the coin, look at the front and let fate decide whether the user will suffer bad luck or good luck. When the front is yellow after tossing, the internal and external injuries suffered by the user will be instantly restored. Recover as before. If the front is white after throwing, the user's injuries will worsen.
Just after Song Xing said these words to Yin Ji, a powerful and heavy fist had already broken through her zhenqi defense. The nine-level Mingyu Gong zhenqi drove straight in and directly shattered Yinji's heart.
Yin Ji didn't expect that Song Xing, who was left with only one breath, would use such incredible means to recover all the injuries on his body, and took Song Xing's punch completely without any precautions.
Yin Ji roared angrily, and before she was about to die, she counterattacked and raised her palm to slap Song Xing on the forehead. However, Song Xing had planned for a long time, just to let Yin Ji get close and decide the world with one blow, so he would not give her a chance.
Song Xing took a step forward and raised his arms to block Yin Ji's palm. Then he changed his fist into a palm and used his backhand like an arrow, directly hitting Yin Ji's throat, cutting off her last vestige of life.
The leader of the Qinglong Society, who was a powerful figure in the martial arts world and had peerless martial arts skills, suppressed the peerless Yin Ji in the martial arts world for an era. She just disappeared and died at the hands of Song Xing with incomparable grievance and resentment.
After killing Yin Ji, Song Xing turned his palms into fists, grabbed Yin Ji's body, and threw it towards Shenzong behind him.
All the changes happened so fast. Song Xing was dying one second, and the dragon spirit tiger killed Yin Ji with a sneak attack in the next second. Even the Shenzong city almost didn't react.
When he reached behind Song Xing again, he saw Yin Ji, who had turned into a corpse, smashing towards him.
His left fist struck horizontally, knocking Yin Ji's corpse off the cliff. Shenzong kept walking, and smashed his golden fist towards Song Xing who came through the air.
Amidst the loud noise, the two punched each other and took a few steps back at the same time.
The indestructible magical power of the Vajra versus the Jintai Jade Palace was a close match between the two sides.
After a punch, the look of surprise in Shenzong's eyes became even heavier. After all, Song Xing's appearance of dying just now could not be deceived. Now, his current appearance of vitality and vigor really overturned his understanding of martial arts.
Song Xing didn't give him time to react. After one move, he was like a galloping horse rushing towards him again. He raised his hand and punched.
Song Xing punched out, and Shenzong on the other side felt that the power of the fist filled the world, and it carried a majestic suction force, making it impossible for people to avoid and escape.
The ten abodes of Mahayana power, the ten kalpas of samatha, and the samatha-contemplation!
With his five senses disturbed, Shenzong simply used the Vajra Indestructible Magic Art with all his strength. Relying on his extremely deep Qi cultivation, he shot out a fist shadow that filled the sky and fought with Song Xing's fist.
Amidst the roaring sound, Shenzong's cold voice came out: "It's useless. The indestructible power of the Vajra is perfect. You can't break my defense."
Song Xing said nothing, shrugged his shoulders and raised his arms. With a palm across the air, the sky was filled with palm shadows and strong winds, and instantly transformed into countless arms and hit Shenzong's body.
A sound like striking iron sounded on the mountain road. Shenzong was beaten back by Song Xing's violent palm force, but he was not hurt at all.
Just like this, withstanding the dense palm wind, Shenzong punched out, like a volcano erupting, like a meteor exploding in the night sky, the endless air flow tore through the sky, hitting the cliff with a crackling sound.
"I am the Son of Heaven, with the body of a real dragon. How can I be shaken by ordinary people like you?"
Shenzong punched out, and the turbulent air exploded, and it instantly came to Song Xing's chest, carrying a ferocious aura that shattered the mountain road.
Facing Shenzong's unparalleled power, Song Xing cupped his palms, and his sleeves expanded to push out the fierce wind. However, Shenzong had the illusion that the punch was involuntarily thrown into his sleeves.
When Shenzong's punch reached its peak, Song Xing's right hand pushed horizontally and turned his hand to grasp Shenzong's fist, as if he had squeezed the entire space in front of him in his palm.
The fist hit Song Xing's palm, and the violent force was like a drill breaking through Song Xing's defense layer by layer, trying to enter his body and tear his body apart.
At the same time, a suction force came from Shenzong's fist, trying to suck out the true energy in Song Xing's body.
However, the power-absorbing method that had been tried and tested in the past failed this time. No matter how Shenzong strengthened his power, the Mingyu Qi in Song Xing's body formed a cycle of its own like a whirlpool, and automatically generated a suction force to offset the power-absorbing method. of suction.
At the ninth level of Mingyu, the true energy is endless and endless, and it is not afraid of any suction-type techniques.
When Song Xing saw Shenzong using the power-absorbing technique, he suddenly removed Mingyu's true energy from his body. Another burst of true energy surged out of his Dantian. He then sent this true energy to his arm and allowed Shenzong to absorb it.
Seeing that the method of absorbing power was effective, Shenzong refreshed his energy, strengthened his power again, and continuously absorbed Song Xing's true energy.
The more the Qi dissipated, the brighter and brighter Song Xing's eyes became. Not only his eyes, but every inch of his skin seemed to be glowing in Shenzong's eyes.
"what happened?"
Feeling something bad, Shenzong took the initiative to disperse the energy-absorbing technique, took a step back, and looked at Song Xing warily.
The moment Shenzong retreated, Song Xing stamped his feet on the mountain road, and his whole body's momentum surged.
The earth shook with a loud explosion, and the entire mountain road seemed to shake. With Song Xing's kick, a large number of rocks on the cliff not far away were shaken and fell down.
Song Xing struck out with his palm, as if the whole sky had collapsed. Amidst the sound of bones exploding, it was as if mountains and rivers were toppling over, overwhelmingly pressing down on Shenzong.
It is the first form of Sanshou, the Classic of Mountains and Seas!
After being confused for a moment, Shenzong used a strong will to free himself from the palm. Looking at the palm that filled the world, he waved his palm to meet it unwilling to be outdone.
With a loud explosion, the originally indestructible Shenzong spurted out a mouthful of blood, his golden body was broken, and he was blasted away and hit the cliff.
"Impossible, why can't my golden body block your punch!"
The golden body was broken, Shenzong's shocked and angry voice sounded, and he immediately felt that the internal power previously absorbed from Song Xing's body was dissolving his own internal power, greatly weakening the defensive power of the Vajra Indestructible Magic.
The Ten-Resident Mahayana Kung Fu specializes in the Sun Essence and Moon Glow. It is naturally capable of restraining any inner Kung Fu and mental methods, greatly reducing a person's ability to resist. He is born to be the nemesis of the Vajra Indestructible Magic Kung Fu.
Shenzong absorbed the true energy produced by the Ten-Resident Mahayana Kung Fu in Song Xing's body, which accelerated the process of destruction, so that the defensive power of the Vajra Indestructible Kung Fu could no longer block Song Xing's palm power.
Enduring the pain in his body, Shenzong stared at Song Xing, who was walking slowly, and said: "Even so, I will not be defeated. I have absorbed the skills of hundreds of masters. How can I be just like Mingyu like you?" It can be broken.”
Song Xing's fists were glowing. Not only his fists, but his whole body and skin were like pure white jade, emitting a gleaming light that caught Shenzong's eyes.
Song Xing looked at the Shenzong in front of him, his hair was still windless, and the true energy at the ninth level of Mingyu Gong burst out of his body, causing the temperature within dozens of meters to drop sharply in an instant, and the air was filled with murderous intent everywhere.
The hair on Shenzong's body stood on end. From Song Xing's simple movements, he felt a fatal crisis.
After absorbing the terrifying true energy obtained from countless masters, it surged out from Shenzong's body and condensed into a protective shield of true energy outside his body.
Song Xing finally punched down. The moment he punched, Shenzong's eyes suddenly blurred, as if he saw a giant Buddha sitting behind Song Xing, looking at all the living beings in front of him with compassionate eyes.
There are thousands of floating things, but there can be no three.
The moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, it’s hard to calm down.
Therefore, the Buddha said: All living beings are suffering, and we can only overcome it by ourselves.
Song Xing's Sanshou style makes all living beings suffer!
