After receiving Li Zhenzong's confirmation, Pichen finally believed that this was not his illusion.
He, the youngest junior brother, actually reached the realm that he had only reached in half his life at the age of sixteen.
It's ridiculous that I used to laugh at my master for his lack of vision, but who knows that the only ones who really have no vision are my fellow seniors.
"How is it possible? Junior brother is so young, how can he master Tai Su Yin Gong?"
The one who raised the question was not Bichen, but Mu Jiangyin who woke up from the shock next to him.
In just a short time of burning incense, everything that happened in the hall shocked him too much.
Although Bichen Taisu's great achievement in Yin Gong was beyond his expectation, it was not unacceptable. After all, as his senior brother, his martial arts talent over the years was not inferior to anyone else's.
But the mediocre Song Xing, who he had almost watched grow up, suddenly took off his mask and revealed a body of terrifying fangs. This was immediately beyond the scope of Mu Jiangyin's acceptance.
Compared to Bichen and Song Xing, what was the complacency that I had just felt in the eyes of them? A clown-like performance will only result in ruthless ridicule.
Song Xing looked at Mu Jiangyin, who was almost going crazy, with a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Has your career in the Dajiang Gang lowered your horizons to this low, Second Senior Brother?"
Mu Jiangyin was stimulated by Song Xing's cold voice. The madness in his eyes subsided slightly, and then he showed an even crazier look. He stepped forward and attacked Song Xing, shouting:
"If you want me to believe it, defeat me first!"
He still didn't believe that Song Xing could defeat Bichen with his strength.
Heng Lian Yan Gang's true energy was poured into his whole body. Mu Jiangyin's whole body suddenly swelled, and his exposed skin took on a layer of bronze color, which could block the power of the sword and offset the true energy of his fists.
At the same time, his hands turned blood red in an instant under the movement of Yan Gang's true energy. Under the rapid squeezing of the true energy, the blood emitted a scorching high temperature, concentrated in the center of the palm, and used the scorching true energy to kill. enemy.
Facing Song Xing, Mu Jiangyin suddenly showed a more domineering attitude than when he faced Bichen.
Song Xing, who was under the cover of Mu Jiangyin's palms, just raised his right hand and pointed towards Mu Jiangyin's palm.
Everyone, including Li Zhenzong, watched intently where the two men met, for fear of missing any details.
Rong Jiaojiao, who had the lowest skill, opened her eyes wide and looked towards the center of the hall.
She could not clearly see the moves between the two, but she felt that Mu Jiangyin waved his palm, and the sky above the hall suddenly sank out of thin air, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was sinking.
The surrounding space seemed to be attracted by a strong suction force. It collapsed behind Mu Jiangyin and squeezed towards Song Xing, trying to crush him to pieces.
Even at the edge of the hall, Rong Jiaojiao felt a fatal crisis coming and couldn't help but open her mouth to speak.
The next breath, a finger as white as jade appeared in front of her eyes.
That was Song Xing's finger, pointing out from far away like a flying fairy from the sky, and pointed it right in the middle of Mu Jiangyin's palm.
The terrifying cold air emanated from that finger, instantly seeming to freeze the entire hall. Rong Jiaojiao opened her eyes wide, and the exclamation she blurted out seemed to be frozen and could no longer be uttered. Any sound.
A slight sneer sounded from the middle of the hall, and Mu Jiangyin's palm, which he smacked down with great force, stopped in the air.
There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and then countless Taiyin Qi penetrated his hands. Along with the bright red blood, the extremely sharp Taiyin finger force directly broke his Yan Gang Qi.
After piercing Mu Jiangyin's hands and defeating his Yan Gang Zhenqi, Song Xing's Taiyin finger power did not weaken at all. Before the blood on the back of Mu Jiangyin's hand could splash out, he had already crossed the space and came to Mu Jiangyin. Jiang Yin's chest.
In Mu Jiangyin's horrified eyes, Taiyin's finger force fiercely broke through his body-protecting Qi, pierced his chest, rubbed his heart, and passed through his chest.
The sharp finger force remained, and with Mu Jiangyin's burly body, he flew several meters away, and then crashed to the ground.
With the sound of Mu Jiangyin falling to the ground, the world in Rong Jiaojiao's eyes seemed to come alive. All the collapsed spaces and fatal crises disappeared with Song Xing's pointing.
Rong Jiaojiao seemed to wake up from suffocation. She breathed in the air in front of her and looked at the young man she had looked down on in horror. Only then did she understand the vague sense of vigilance in her body when they met for the first time. , where are you coming from?
After defeating Mu Jiangyin, Song Xing didn't even look at him. Instead, he turned his attention to Bichen and Liu Qingshan.
"Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, are you interested in playing?"
Liu Qingshan looked at Mu Jiangyin who was badly beaten by one move, with a stiff smile on his face, "Junior brother, senior brother has no objection to you..."
Before he finished speaking, Song Xing took a step forward, and the person was already in front of him, and he punched out with ease.
Seeing that Mu Jiangyin couldn't block any of his moves, Liu Qingshan no longer dared to doubt Song Xing's strength. However, facing Song Xing's fist, Liu Qingshan could only grit his teeth, wave his hands in the air and wave several palm shadows towards him. He swung it around the big acupoints on Song Xing's chest.
After searching for magic hands, Laojun's Guanzhang technique ranked first. The difficulty and viciousness of the practice are among the best even among the demon sect.
A person who has mastered this skill will have nine palm shadows appear every time he attacks. The nine palm shadows are difficult to distinguish between false and real, and they can be changed at will between true and false.
Those who fight against it often cannot tell which of the nine palm shadows of Dasou's divine hand is real and which is fake.
Even those with good eyesight can see through the reality of Dasou's magic hand. When you take action to block, you will suddenly find that the shadow of your palm that you thought was a real move suddenly turns into a feint, and the shadow of your palm that you thought was a feint. , but it actually hits the vital points of your body.
Wherever one is struck by Dasou's divine hand, the vicious power contained in its palm will instantly corrode the vitality in the body and melt away the skin and bones of the affected area.
Unless the skin and flesh of the area hit by Dasou's divine hand is peeled off immediately, the vicious palm force will corrode it like maggots on the tarsal bones, melting blood and rotting bones, and will continue to die.
Facing Song Xing, whose strength was unpredictable, Liu Qingshan was extremely nervous, and instantly activated his magic hand to the extreme, and arrived in front of Song Xing almost in the blink of an eye.
Facing the dazzling palm shadow, Song Xing's punch was obviously the first, but he still waved it slowly in the air. In the eyes of Rong Jiaojiao, Bichen and others, it seemed that the punch was only halfway through, and Liu Qingshan's big The God Searching Hand can already penetrate Song Xing's chest.
But in Liu Qingshan's eyes, he saw a completely different scene.
It was obvious that Song Xing's punch was not moving very fast in his eyes, but no matter how the nine shadows of Liu Qingshan's palms changed rapidly, he could only feel that at the end of each of his palms was Song Xing's slow fist. fist.
Fist accepts the world!
Cold sweat instantly broke out on Liu Qingshan's forehead. Song Xing's fist was magnified infinitely in his eyes, and then filled the entire world, as if it was everywhere, leaving him nowhere to hide.
Finally, with his extremely horrified eyes, the nine palm shadows of Dasou's divine hand hit Song Xing's fist at almost the same time.
As soon as the vicious zhenqi from Dasou Shen's hand left his palm, it was directly defeated by the astonishing amount of Taiyin zhenqi in the opponent's fist, and instantly dissipated in the air.
Song Xing's fist shook open Liu Qingshan's palms, and at the moment when the middle door was wide open, he punched in the air, and the terrifying energy hit Liu Qingshan's chest.
Along with the slight sound of bone cracking, Rong Jiaojiao could even clearly see that Liu Qingshan's chest was already filled with a thin layer of ice.
A look of horror appeared on Jianmei Xingmu's face. Liu Qingshan was also punched away by Song Xing. His body in the air spurted blood from his mouth. Before the blood even hit the ground, it had already turned into ice slag, shining dazzlingly in the air. red light.
