Chapter 2528: Feeling

"Hmm ..."
With a muffled sound, Xia Ming's complexion flushed, Xia Ming forced this powerful pain, and the aura in his body burst out frantically, resisting this force deadly.
When the reiki collided with the fist, Xia Ming's reiki waned and collapsed in an instant, and the fist seemed to have the momentum of the world. As he went forward, he couldn't compete with it.
Seeing that his aura was broken, Xia Ming's face also changed slightly, urging his own strength hurriedly, and swept wildly.
Want to resist that punch.
"No, no ..." Xia Ming suddenly realized that something was wrong. If these intentions were left here, was it for the military to resist? This is impossible, this is the place for trials. If a genius is to suppress these punches, at least they have to
This is the realm above the realm of the gods.
Since the ancient ancestral gate has been destroyed, it is impossible to continue the original method. Is there something in it?
Thinking of this, Xia Ming hurriedly withdrew his arm. Because of this fist, Xia Ming's arm appeared a little swollen, and the blood mark on it was extremely clear. Even Xia Ming's body was suppressed by the fist to such a degree. It can be imagined that the fist has arrived Where to plant
Anyway, it has been going for so many years.
However, the fist was condensed, but it must be because of this stone pillar.
Xia Ming's eyes stared at the stone pillar, his complexion became extremely dignified.
"Is it that these boxing intentions are left here in order to hope that some disciples who enter here can appreciate the meaning here?"
When Xia Ming wanted to buy it, he realized that he couldn't understand the words. He rose up, and Xia Ming laughed, "I understand, I understand."
Xia Ming suddenly realized.
Then he came to a stone pillar, flung his robe, sat down with his knees crossed, and the robe fluttered. Xia Ming's eyes were staring closely at the stone pillar in front of him, and there was a punch on the stone pillar.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes slowly, and his mental strength gradually approached the fist marks!
"boom……"
When his mental strength was just close to the fistful jab, a roar rang loudly above Xia Ming's head, and the terrible sound was rippling, shaking the world.
"Oh!"
Immediately after, Xia Ming felt as if his consciousness had encountered tearing, and the latter black hole directly tore his consciousness into it.
Xia Ming's complexion has also changed.
Hurrying to spur mental power, resisting that majestic power, but his mental power seemed a little small in front of this majestic power.
"not good……"
Seeing that his consciousness was pulled in, Xia Ming's face changed greatly, and then Xia Ming felt a change in his eyes. He suddenly found that he seemed to be in a void.
In front of him was a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was dressed in a blue robe with long hair, his face was indifferent, and his body was imposing.
This momentum, however, shocked Xia Ming.
"Who is this?"
Xia Ming looked closely at the figure in front of him. He didn't know the figure, and wanted to be a senior in Qingxuan Palace, but how could he enter such a place?
Xia Ming looked heavy and stared at the figure in front of him.
But at this moment the figure moved!
This figure slowly punched a punch. With such a slow punch, Xia Ming felt that he was free and able to resist, and Xia Ming was puzzled.
"Brush!" Then, Xia Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was shocked to find that when this figure randomly punched a punch, there was a slight fluctuation on the punch. If you observe it yourself, You will find that the surrounding space is
At this moment it gradually became disordered.
"Is this ... boxing?"
"boom……"
A thunderbolt struck Xia Ming's heart fiercely, and Xia Ming's body was shaking violently at this moment.
"Brush ..."
Xia Ming saw the middle-aged man flashing fast in the mid-air, and every punch would bring out a strange power, and the space would fluctuate with it.
And this middle-aged man seems to be evolving some kind of boxing, and it is shaking the world.
Xia Ming was wrapped in a strong fist, and Xia Ming stared at the figure with a swift movement of his brain. He felt the waves of fist incessantly.
The fist is coming!
Time passed by a little bit, and Xia Ming was also caught in this kind of perception. I didn't know how long it took. When the fist on the stone pillar gradually dissipated, Xia Ming slowly woke up from it.
Xia Ming looked at the stone pillar in front of him doubtfully. For some reason, he realized it for so long, but he didn't realize something useful. If he changed himself, he would not be able to use the punch he possessed.
It was as if there was a blank look in his own brain and he could not remember anything.
"How could this be?"
Xia Ming's brow froze, his complexion began to become dignified! He vaguely remembered that he had stepped into an unfamiliar time and space. At that time, he learned boxing with a middle-aged man, but suddenly the boxing gradually dissipated, and he was gradually pulled out. After being pulled out, That feeling
Feeling also disappeared.
It's as if I have never felt this kind of fist?
"Really strange?"
Thinking of this, Xia Ming couldn't help but stand up and looked at Shi Zhu. Xia Ming hesitated a bit, and couldn't help but reach out and touched the fist print.
This time, Xia Ming didn't feel any blocking power, and easily touched the fist print, which made Xia Ming's mind move slightly.
"What about boxing?"
Xia Ming was shocked to find out that the horrible fist had just disappeared. How could this be? So the horrible fist says that it disappears, what's the joke?
Xia Ming couldn't believe it. Immediately, Xia Ming walked towards a stone pillar again, and there was a palm print beside the fist print.
Xia Ming didn't hesitate, and touched the palm print directly.
"Hmm ..."
The next moment, a huge force instantly blasted Xia Ming out.
This terrible force was rippling. Xia Ming felt like a ball and was kicked out. He hit the ground fiercely, giving the ground a loud bang.
Xia Ming hurriedly got up, staring at the palm print in front of his face with horror, wondering also in Xia Ming's mind. "How could this be……"