Vol 8 Chapter 623: Fist

In the blizzard of the sky, Christina only felt countless eyes looking at herself, aerodynamic mountains and rivers, the tragic feeling of the country's ruined home came out.
"This is ..." Kristina was startled. "Fist?"
At this moment, a figure came slowly in the snow and snow, and the snow and snow seemed to be dancing for him. When he appeared, he seemed to become the center of the whole world.
"Zhou Bai, you whispered what shemales live in peace with, but in the final analysis, you are neither a demon nor a person, you are only you, you are your companion, you are your own family, Your own small group, you just can't let it go, just to keep it. "
Kristina gritted her teeth, feeling that the other side's eyes seemed to give her a clear look, as if there was no secret in front of the other side.
Instead, she couldn't even find out where the other party really was.
The next moment, the sound of people in the wind and snow was boiling, as if people from all over the mountain rushed out, the whole world was filled with a kind of popularity.
It was as if Wei Cangsheng had thought, the world was repeated, and the world gathered to respond, and it was necessary to change the sky and change the ground to reverse the world.
Wei Cangsheng slowly said, "Zhou Bai, you are only pursuing your own selfish desires, but you don't know where you come from without a country. How can you get to where you are now without the identity of a pure blood race?"
At the same time, Wei Cangsheng's fist was slowly raised, and his motion was extremely slow, as if his fist was not as heavy as Tongshanheshe.
This kind of heavyness is not a physical heavyness, but a psychological heavyness, which makes Christina feel that her heart is sinking along with each other's fist, and the operation of the Yuanshen and the physical body are gradually obscured. .
‘No! What a strong punch! Can't follow each other's pace! ‘Kristina was shocked. One person and one sword had already rushed up, and she wanted to take the lead when the other side gathered their fists.
But with a slight sprint in her body and the snow drifting, Wei Cangsheng's figure has disappeared and then appeared in another place with the scattered snow.
It is still the action that has just continued, raising a heavy fist like a mountain or sea.
Kristina rushed several times in a row, but in this endless snowfall, it seemed that Wei Cangsheng was everywhere, and it wasn't him everywhere.
At the same time, Christina only felt that the wailing of the crowd around her was getting clearer and more boiling.
Among the shadows, all soldiers with blades stood in the snow and yelled at the sky.
Kristina seems to be affected by this sad fist, only to feel that her body is getting heavier and the blood is running more and more slowly, it seems that it is difficult to move at all.
At the same time, the figure had come to him, and the heavy fists fell inch by inch towards Christina, and a long howl sounded in Christina's ear.
The long scream was full of endless sadness, as if the country was ruined, and the soldier stood blankly among the ruins of the broken wall, and at last he could only utter an unwilling roar, shocking.
"The country is broken!"
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Ziyang Zhenjun raised a brow, and Xiang En, who had always lowered his head, looked up and sighed, watching the picture in the projection: "The imperial fist is based on the imperial fist meaning that the king is in the world. , To destroy the opponent's will to fight by means of fists. "
"Ji Wuchang's country breaks through the mountains and rivers. It is not a move in the imperial fist. I am afraid he created it."
Xiang Tian enemy's eyes glowed purple, and he kept his gloomy gaze at this moment.
"He awakened what he saw, heard, and thought into this kind of fist."
"The unwillingness of 500 years ago, the sleep of 500 years, the remorse and resentment of 500 years later have all been integrated into this type of fist."
"This punch vented the depression he had accumulated in his heart for five hundred years."
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At the same time, Wei Cangsheng's fist has come to an end, but he did not bombard Kristina, but just poured the fist intention into Kristina's heart without reservation.
Rumble! The wind and snow scattered all around, as if it exploded an invisible bomb.
Kristina felt that the handwriting was like 10,000 thunders exploding at the same time. Her Primordial God was directly hit, and she was slammed back to the depths of the sea by this punch. Countless cracks look as if they are completely broken anytime, anywhere.
It can be said that Kristina's Taoist heart was directly broken by Wei Cangsheng's fist intention, which caused the grasp of Yuanshen's power to float, and Yuanshen was directly damaged.
And as Christina's primordial spirit was beaten back, Zhou Bai's physical body was suddenly out of control because she suddenly lost control, and remained motionless.
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On the platform, the face of Mingyue Fairy changed: "Not good, Zhou Bai did not resist Wei Cangsheng's fist intention."
"Tianjian, Huangquan." Tu Guishen frowned. "Wei Cangsheng turned out to be a descendant of the Xia Dynasty?"
Xiang Tian enemies on the one side released bursts of Yuan Di Shen power, forcibly wrapped the entire platform: "No one is allowed to intervene."
Mingyue fairy, Qin Zhenren, Tianyangzi stood up suddenly.
Opposite to them, several Tianbu Zhengshen were waiting closely, all of which slowly released their own Yuanshen power.
Seeing that the atmosphere became more tense and stalemate.
But the ghost was sitting aside, watching the projection with interest, and didn't stand up from beginning to end.
At this moment, the cloud has changed in the projection.
...
Zhou Bai directly took over his body and regained control. He looked at Wei Cangsheng in front of him and grinned, "Your fist is very interesting, let's continue playing."
There was an accident in Wei Cangsheng's eyes. He felt that the other party's heart had been damaged by his fist.
But the next moment he smiled: "Yes, it's a little bit interesting without being knocked down by my fist."
Wei Cangsheng stepped out one step, the whole person has already dissipated in the snow.
The heavy fist that entered the mountains and rivers rose again.
With the spread of Wei Cangsheng's fist, Zhou Bai felt that the air around him had become sticky and wrapped around him like cement.
He knew that this was just an illusion. It was the opponent's powerful fist that shrouded his spirit and distorted his five senses.
‘Good boxing. ’Zhou Bai was a little surprised, and he could truly feel the mighty will that was contained in the fist.
‘This fist meaning is no worse than that of Li Xiuzhu ’s big flip. It ’s not that big, but it ’s more extreme and more intense. ’