Li Hongxian has dominated the martial arts world for many years, relying solely on his brute strength, and his moves are not subtle at all, so Chu Dong began to teach him some of the simplest techniques for exerting force, and how to make good use of his own weapons, such as elbow strikes.

, such as a simple knee bump.

Li Hongxian's greatest advantage is his body. He doesn't need any strange tricks at all. As long as he can maximize his strength, he can be a mess.

So when Chu Dong has something to do, he will come and teach him how to use simple to extreme attacks to perform combos, and how to use them to match his power habits and physical conditions. These are all scientifically analyzed by Chu Dong using his brain, and they are perfect for him.

He, Li Hongxian, is indeed talented in learning martial arts. In professional terms, he has a pure mind, so he absorbed it quickly. After seeing the effect, he completely gave up his previous boxing routines.

Li Hongxian always felt that what Chu Dong taught him was some kind of peerless boxing technique. He would brag about it to everyone he met, and he would often spar with the Li family. Only when facing his own family could these rough guys truly unleash their full potential. As a result, Li Hongxian relied on

This simple and unexplained combo has become the idol of the Li family.

Li Hongxian always asked what the name of this boxing technique was, as if in their eyes, if he didn't have a name, he was just a common martial artist. But to a certain extent, what Chu Dong taught him was a common martial art, which was very simple, extremely fast, and extremely fierce.

, so Chu Dong gave this boxing a name, Wudingquan, because it really has no fixed form.

Li Hongxian is currently using this set of Wuding Fist that Chu Dong tailor-made for him. He can hit people extremely fiercely. The most intuitive manifestation is that his attack speed is at least 50% faster than before, and his attack power has not dropped.

Even slightly improved.

The ghost army in front of Li Hongxian was beaten back repeatedly by him, but no one was injured. The more the attack hit Li Hongxian, the more unsure he became. Every time he hit these ghosts, a strange force field would appear outside their bodies.

This force field removed most of his attacks and transferred them to everyone, which meant that his attacks were reduced hundreds of times, and the two phalanxes on the left and right were already moving towards him.

Just as Li Hongxian was about to retreat, he heard Chu Dong shouting from behind: "Xiaohong, you can come back!"

Li Hongxian turned around and ran away, not forgetting to curse angrily: "You stinky boy! Don't call me Xiao."

He paused before he finished speaking, because he saw something that he might not be able to understand in his life. Chu Dong was divided into two souls. His body was standing firmly on the ground. The spiritual patterns were already opened, and his neck and

Mysterious bloody red lines appeared on his face, and his soul was hanging high in the air.

If it were just these, it wouldn't matter. What was outrageous was that countless talismans were appearing out of thin air around Chu Dong. Ten black iron plates the size of palms were flying up and down. One after another, red talismans appeared out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, they appeared above.

Qiandao constructed the Exploding Sun Talisman with soul power, and Li Hongxian suddenly felt so insignificant.

Li Hongxian lost his voice and asked: "What kind of technique are you doing!"

Chu Dong smiled slightly: "Printing!"

Chu Dong waved his hand, and the thousands of talismans were like a big net covering the ghost army in front of him. The whole world seemed to tremble when the talismans exploded. The thick ghost energy was completely dispersed, and the thousands of ghost armies were crooked.

It was slanted, but they managed to hold it down, and they were ready to continue attacking Chu Dong. After all, this kind of technique requires preparation time, but as soon as the smoke and dust cleared, hundreds more talismans flew over.

Chu Dong controlled ten printing plates to fly continuously, and the talisman appeared out of thin air. He only needed to shoot the talisman. The speed was already comparable to that of a machine gun. Even the weakest Exploding Sun Talisman should not have such speed.

Frequency, even the highest level of spells cannot produce this effect.

Talisman is just an energy circuit. Now that Chu Dong has mastered the circuit board technology, he can completely print the talisman. However, each circuit of the talisman has to pay attention to it. The angle and sequence need to be controlled, but this is not a problem for Zhi Nao.

As long as the brain can achieve perfect control, the spell can be reproduced, so spell printing appeared.

This printing plate can print talismans as long as soul power is injected into it. For ordinary people, this just saves them the step of drawing talismans. The soul power must be pure enough and condensed. If there is so much soul power, the talisman can be condensed.

It's not difficult anymore, but this printing plate seems a bit redundant, and compared to mantra power and Yang energy, soul power is a small amount of energy that is slow to recover, but this is different in Chu Dong, he is unlimited.

The power to control the movable type template, coupled with the perfect control of the brain, combined with Chu Dong's near-infinite ability to separate his soul from the body, created this printed version of the spell machine gun. This machine gun is not a single point, but a plane.

bombardment.

There were explosions all at once, and all kinds of energy intertwined. Black gas, smoke, and red mist entangled and mixed together, making it impossible to see anything. After a minute of indiscriminate bombardment, Chu Dong finally stopped. He was afraid of destroying the army on the opposite side.

If it is really blown up, it will be troublesome when this underworld collapses.

"Xunzi, the wind is rising!"

Chu Dong formed a seal with his hands, the Qimen opened wide, and the breeze blew in his face. All the smoke and dust were blown away. The three phalanxes in front of him had retreated dozens of meters, and they had formed a defensive formation and were completely unable to move. Chu Dong

Dong was right, this ghost army knew how to use military formations to exert its abilities.

But Chu Dong didn't care. In theory, he was having sex for nothing. His soul power had been restored just by observing the battlefield. He could continue to bombard. And he was not limited to the Exploding Sun Talisman. In the second round

The indiscriminate bombardment began. The ghost army had just adapted to the defense of one kind of talisman. Then came another. The printing board was flying up and down. Chu Dong kept controlling the talisman to blast forward. Li Hongxian and Huo Shu stood beside Chu Dong.

My whole back was numb.

Huo Shu asked with some confusion: "Excuse me, is this a real warlock?"

Li Hongxian didn't know how to answer, so he said no reply. Huo Shu scratched her head. She was indeed a little curious, because none of the warlocks sent by Dazou had been so fierce. She wondered if it was Dazou's.

The warlocks who come here are all low-end warlocks, and Chu Dong is the real warlock.

He has excellent medical skills, profound knowledge, understands Feng Shui and the underworld, and his methods seem to be endless. He must be the top among warlocks.

Li Hongxian probably felt that swearing was not a good idea, and he really hadn't seen many warlocks. After a while, he replied: "Don't get me wrong, that's just him."

The second wave of bombing was over. The phalanx had been blown apart by Chu Dong. No matter how hard the defense was, Wushuang could not withstand the indiscriminate bombing at this frequency. The main reason was that they formed a phalanx so the area that could be attacked was

It has greatly increased. If Li Hongxian resists this wave of attacks, he will not be affected at all.

Another gust of breeze blew away the smoke and dust, and the ghost army retreated directly into the thick ghost mist. But immediately a team came out carrying a bronze coffin. They threw the coffin on the ground and retreated.

He didn't dare to get close to Chu Dong either.

Chu Dong didn't quite understand. He returned to his body, and ten printing boards in the air flew back to Chu Dong's hand in a row. These printing boards were very thin, and there were clips between each other, so they could be perfectly printed.

Put together.

"What do they mean, they don't want to fight me, and then they throw a coffin at me?"

At this moment, the lid of the bronze coffin was pushed open from the inside, and a man in his thirties stretched out. His bones cracked, and his body was probably really rusty.
Chapter completed!