"Potian, today I will accept you as my disciple. I will stay here for the next five days. During these five days, I will teach you all the six styles of the Eternal Demon Suppressing Fist."
Yang Feng learned from Xuanyuan Junyi, the clan leader of the Xuanyuan clan, that it turned out that to practice the Eternal Demon Suppressing Fist, one must have the bloodline of the Xuanyuan clan.
Only now did he understand that when he activated the Wugu Town Demonic Fist, a warm current would pass through his lower abdomen. It was Xuanyuan Yangxie, and the blood of Xuanyuan was left in his body.
The Xuanyuan Potian in front of them had a thin bloodline, but according to Xuanyuan Junyi, he was already the junior with the strongest bloodline in their generation.
If even Xuanyuan Potian couldn't comprehend the Eternal Demon-Suppressing Fist, there would be even less hope for others.
"Yes, Master!"
Xuanyuan Potian has been given high hopes by the clan leader since he was a child. He has been working hard to temper his body and practice boxing skills. However, when he was fifteen years old, he seemed to have encountered a bottleneck. No matter how hard he tried, he had little effect.
He had also been troubled by it, but in order not to worry his grandfather, he did not tell anyone about it.
It wasn't until Yang Feng's words today that he woke up. It turned out to be because the Demon Suppressing Fist he practiced was only a fragment.
"I will teach you from now on. Remember the full name of the Demon Suppressing Fist. It is called the Eternal Demon Suppressing Fist. To practice this method, you need to constantly train your body to increase your body's endurance, because if your physical body is not strong enough, you will not be able to use this method. Not only can boxing fail to defeat the enemy, but it can also injure oneself.”
Regarding this, Yang Feng has a deep understanding of this. Even with his current, transcendent body, he can only barely use the fifth form: Suppressing Demons.
so,
He had to warn Xuanyuan Potian in advance, remember not to rush for success and damage the foundation, resulting in the inability to improve the boxing skills. In that case, the gains outweigh the losses.
"Disciple, please follow your master's teachings!"
"Next, be optimistic, this is the eternal demon suppression, the first punch: slay the demon!"
boom!
The shadow of a fist covering the sky and the sun deeply shocked Xuanyuan Potian's heart.
This kind of boxing technique is the real demon-suppressing boxing, and only this kind of power can frighten the demons.
Demon-slaying fist, breaking mountains and breaking rocks, and cultivating the physical body to the level of Yang Feng, even the first move is enough to suppress demons.
"Don't be stunned. Did you understand the punch just now?"
Hearing Yang Feng's voice, Xuanyuan Potian came back to his senses, scratched his head in embarrassment and said:
"Master, my disciple was a little distracted just now and didn't see clearly."
"Watch, don't get distracted, I'll practice it again."
This time, compared to before, Yang Feng restrained his momentum, but the fierce punch was still terrifying.
But this time, Xuanyuan Potian finally saw it clearly.
The first punch of this Eternal Demon Suppressing Fist is to slay demons.
It's about building momentum, but Xuanyuan Potian is just a matter of observation with the naked eye, which is like looking at the scenery outside through a window.
"Did you see clearly this time?"
Xuanyuan Potian nodded hurriedly.
"Then let's demonstrate it again!"
With that said, Yang Feng moved to the side to make a clear space for Xuanyuan Potian.
Because the Eternal Demon Suppressing Fist is related to the rise and fall of the Xuanyuan clan, Yang Feng had no choice but to take Xuanyuan Potian to teach it in secret.
Xuanyuan Potian had clearly seen Yang Feng's movements just now, and remembered how the opponent punched and the movements of his hands and fists.
Yi Hulu Hua
He quickly demonstrated to Yang Feng the demon-slaying fist that he had just seen.
"The movements are too stiff, and you still haven't mastered the key points of the punch. The focus of this first punch is to build momentum and use the power of heaven and earth to your own advantage. This is the true meaning of the Eternal Demon Suppressing Fist."
Yang Feng lectured and continued to patiently practice boxing skills for Xuanyuan Potian.
There is no way, the Xuanyuan clan has been passed down to this day, and the bloodline is thin. Practicing the Eternal Demon Suppressing Fist cannot be completed in a day or two. In the next five days, Yang Feng taught Xuanyuan Po Tianwan over and over again impatiently. Ancient Town Magic Fist.
Gu Ling, on the other hand, wanted to inquire about some things about Huang Xing.
Huangxing and Daxiaxing are now grasshoppers on the same rope. It is only good for them to know more about Huangxing.
In the blink of an eye, five days passed.
In a secret room.
One big and one small, two people.
"Well, you have basically mastered the first five punches, but you are still far from being able to use them. When I leave later, I will ask the clan leader to give you special training, especially in the physical aspect. As for the physical aspect, I will copy this sixth punch in your sea of consciousness, and when your body becomes a saint, you can actually use this punch."
After speaking, Yang Feng pointed his finger towards Xuanyuan Potian's eyebrows.
Xuanyuan Potian felt a huge amount of information pouring into his mind, making him almost faint.
"Okay, remember these six moves. Whether the Xuanyuan clan can return to the Star Territory or not, it's all up to you."
"Master, I... will definitely not disappoint your expectations."
"Silly boy, get up and remember what I said. Before the physical body is completed, remember not to use the Eternal Demon Suppressing Fist. Otherwise, you will injure the enemy eight hundred times and injure yourself.
one thousand. "
"Disciple, remember this!"
"Let's go! It's time to leave."
Everyone has their own way to go. Yang Feng accepted Xuanyuan Potian as his disciple because he was favored by Xuanyuan Yangxie in the past, but now it is just a matter of cause and effect.
He didn't want to restrain Xuanyuan Potian because of this, and now that the Xuanyuan clan was in decline, he really couldn't bear to take away the Xuanyuan clan's only hope.
Unconsciously, we have arrived at the small bamboo house of the clan leader, Xuanyuan Junyi.
"Clan leader, we are here to say goodbye. We are really bothering you if we stay for a long time."
Early this morning, Yang Feng notified Gu Ling.
"No, my benefactor is a nobleman of our Xuanyuan clan. If my benefactor hadn't acted righteously, I would have died long ago."
"The clan leader is serious. Senior Mengyang Xie taught me the Demon Suppressing Fist back then, so I was able to escape. What I am doing now is just to repay senior for his past kindness."
Yang Feng took Xuanyuan Potian into the Xiaozhu Tower.
"My benefactor is serious. Please bring Potian with you and let him practice with you."
"Clan leader, Po Tian has good qualifications, but lacks training. When practicing boxing, he should focus on the physical body. I see that he has a solid foundation in the physical body. I think the patriarch should also baptize his physical body. Now Po Tian is practicing the Eternal Demon Suppressing Fist.
Even if he doesn't go out with me to gain experience, he will still be able to accomplish something when he becomes physically mature. What's more, I still have to continue to explore the deserted star. He follows me and doesn't get the experience he deserves, which also wastes his talent. "
It was not that he had never thought about letting Xuanyuan Potian follow him, but seeing the current decline of the Xuanyuan clan, he really couldn't bear it.
"My benefactor, thank you very much for your kindness.
! "
How could Xuanyuan Junyi not know what Yang Feng said? It's just that he, the Xuanyuan clan, has always valued friendship and loyalty. How could he, the Xuanyuan clan, not repay Yang Feng's great kindness?
Now Yang Feng's actions made him extremely grateful to Yang Feng.
"Clan leader, it doesn't have to be like this. I wonder if the clan leader knows what forces there are in Huangxing now?"
The Desolate Star is larger than the Daxia Star, because there is a place for mortals to live in the Daxia Star, while there are no mortals in the Desolate Star.
Hearing this, Gu Ling also asked.
"I don't know, clan leader, but the Spirit Sword Sect mentioned two days ago is the Spirit Sword Sect of the five holy sects in the Star Territory?"
"That's right! Behind the Spirit Sword Sect is the ancestor of the sword. However, the ancestor of the sword disappeared thousands of years ago, and the Spirit Sword Sect also declined. Naturally, it became the force targeted by the domain lord."
Yang Feng felt a chilling aura and hurriedly grabbed Gu Ling's white wrist.
"What are you doing?"
Feeling the warmth coming from his wrist, Gu Ling suppressed the murderous aura in his heart and gave Yang Feng a cold look.
"Clan leader, I wonder where the Spirit Sword Sect is located?"
"Going north from here, there is a desert. The Spirit Sword Sect is currently hiding in that desert."
"Clan leader, Potian, please take care, we are setting off."
From Gu Ling's reaction just now, Yang Feng guessed that the Spirit Sword Sect must be Gu Ling's force.
"Two benefactors, take care!"
After all, Xuanyuan Junyi is the leader of the clan. He has seen many big scenes and knows that the person in front of him is definitely not a thing in the pool. The Xuanyuan clan can establish a relationship with him through Potian, which has fulfilled his wish.
"treasure!"
After saying that, Yang Feng left closely behind Gu Ling.
From then on, we headed north and flew over Dayue for an hour and a half. Yang Fenghe
The ancient spirit fell into the desert.
"Gu Ling, you..."
"Shh! Don't make a sound."
Gu Ling made a silent gesture.
The temperature in this desert is extremely high, and mortals without cultivation simply cannot survive here.
"Kill him! He saw his compatriots being killed by aliens with his own eyes, but he didn't dare to draw a sword. Is this worthy of being a swordsman?"
"Give my brother his life!"
…
The yelling and cursing attracted Gu Ling, and Yang Feng also looked not far away.
Three or five young men were punching and kicking a ragged man, but the man who was beaten just curled up and held his head with his hands without any resistance.
"There are such useless men in the world. People like you, Xu Jinyi, are worthy of becoming sword cultivators. Today I will avenge my brother."
As he spoke, a monk in spiritual robes stepped on Xu Jinyi's chest and was about to insert his sword into his body.
Xu Jinyi was on the ground, with the sword in his arms still showing no intention of unsheathing it.
Dang!
Just when Xu Jinyi closed her eyes tightly and prepared to face death, a flying stone pierced through, and the sword of Lingpao Swordsman was knocked several meters away.
"Who? Who dares to attack me secretly?"
"When did Lingjian Sect, one of the five holy sects, raise a waste like you who only bullies the weak and fears the strong?"
Gu Ling took action. If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, the stone just now would not have pierced the sword body, but the man's head.
"You, you... who are you? Now that you know that we are the Spirit Sword Sect, one of the five former holy sects, you still dare to attack me. Are you tired of living?"
The spirit-robed monk said bravely.
Phew!
Two sword energy
It slashed across the shoulders of the monk in spiritual robes, frightening several other monks to the point where they all knelt on the ground.
Begging the ancient spirit for forgiveness.
"Sir, please spare us, please?"
"When you kicked him just now, why didn't you think that today would happen?"
"Is the person lying on the ground dead? If not, stand up like a man."
Xu Jinyi moved his hand slightly, turned his head, and looked towards the end of the sound.
The eyes looking at Gu Ling were full of alertness.
He was confident that he could deal with those who bullied him just now, even if he handed out a sword now, but from now on, his swordsmanship would not stop there.
Thinking of the various inhuman tortures he had suffered before, his desire to draw the sword was not so strong.
But when facing the ancient spirit, his sword actually trembled, as if he was encountering a natural enemy.
"Not dead? Pick up the sword on the ground."
Gu Ling's commanding tone sounded.
Xu Jinyi frowned and looked at the long sword that was kicked by Gu Ling and was only three feet away from him. He did not pick it up.
"What? You think if you give in, something like this won't happen to you next time! If a sword cultivator can't move forward courageously, then why should he practice swordsmanship?"
Gu Ling saw that Xu Jinyi was indifferent, and she said to Xu Jinyi on the ground with a tone of hatred for iron.
"Gu Ling, don't make it difficult for him. It seems to me that he has some troubles."
Yang Feng could feel that the disciple who was struggling to get up on the ground actually had a sharp heart. It was only because of his unspeakable secrets that he allowed others to beat him and scold him, even when it came to life and death, he remained indifferent.
"Sir, please spare us, I... I am old and young."
"Shut up! Whatever I ask next, you will answer."
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