This feels very strange.

He suddenly realized that his left hand suddenly seemed to have penetrated into a millstone vortex...

Penetration, shock, horizontal twist, vertical wrap, various forces condense into a stream, both hard and soft, and come hard.

Kalala...

Amid the explosion, the old Taoist priest lost his strength without being controlled... It originated from his palm, and then from the forearm to the upper arm, the entire left arm was broken into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

It was shattered into pieces by an infinite force.

Flesh and blood fly.

Great pain hits the soul.

Venerable Lianxin roared with pain, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Fighting a cow across the mountain, are you the master of the Marrow Refining of the Spirit?"

So young but so powerful, even if he practices martial arts in his mother's belly, he will not be able to reach this level.

Whether it is the level of cultivation, practical experience, or the perfect and magical boxing techniques, it is impossible for a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old to achieve.

The ultimate boxing technique of fighting a cow across the mountain is said to be generally the kind of master who can create an era that can be completely controlled.

He often becomes a master-level veteran boxer and performs his trump card to guests from all directions.

Tell others that without the control of this power, don’t come and challenge and seek death.

Unexpectedly, this lost boxing technique would reappear in the hands of such a young boxer.

He punched it out, and it did not hurt the little girl in the slightest. All the power was passed over, and he even avoided the outer body protection method of refining the body into steel. He exploded from the inside of the tendons, veins, bones and flesh, and directly exploded his arms, and could not block them.

This is the weird thing about "fighting a cow across the mountain".

The left hand was broken and the right arm was weak. Before the old Taoist priest could change the pattern again, a flash of flowers appeared in front of him.

A palm passed through the little girl who was steadily caught and poked out from her armpit...

First, he transformed his palm and touched the old Taoist priest's left chest;

Then it turned into a half punch, and a heavy blow was hit by a soft force.

Then, the palm contracted three times and turned into a solid fist, hitting it like a landslide...

Three punches turned into one blow.

Infinite power burst out suddenly.

The old Taoist priest shook, and a huge fist mark appeared on his back.

The force was penetrated through the front and back, and the heart was broken into eight petals.

Blood surged in his mouth and his eyes gradually became dim.

“Good boxing.”

When you look up to the sky, you fall down.

"Put away the waves with both hands and knock out the mountains with one punch."

Zhang Kun hugged the little girl Yang Ying and gently touched her hair. Hearing the little girl's hissing and crying that escaped death, he felt sorry for her and felt relieved.

Just now, with the support of the huge anger and murderous intent in his heart, he suddenly touched a certain martial arts essence.

Boxing is originally a killing technique.

Regardless of whether there are weapons or not, as long as you take action, your only goal is to kill.

Stop killing with killing, and use violence to change violence, that's all.

Tai Chi is treacherous and gossip is the most vicious thing about your intentions.

His heart is integrated into the box, but before the box arrives, he attacks first...

This is the true meaning of fighting a cow across the mountain.

Only by doing this can it not hurt Yang Ying, but instead hurt Taoist Lianxin, and destroy his wonderful body-protecting skills.

The wonderful use of strength is to this.

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