Chapter 842: Wu Zhiji

boom!
The world-famous figure first began to practice his boxing techniques. His boxing techniques were extremely simple, like ordinary boxing techniques that could no longer be ordinary, and almost every martial artist could perform.
But between this person's swing, there was an unprecedented aura permeating, with one punch, the world collapsed, as if everything in the universe was concentrated in this punch, and with this punch, it burst open.
His fist pierced the sky, trembling through the ages, and with one punch, everything in the world died and ceased to exist.
As if there was nothing in the world, he couldn't crush it with one punch.
"What a horrible boxing technique, who is this person?"
"This boxing technique looks simple, but why does it contain such terrifying power?"
"No, it's not just the terrible power. There are endless changes between this punch. I can't even see that this punch is a strong punch or a soft punch."
"Weird, weird!"
Everyone was shocked, everyone was dumbfounded.
In particular, some people who are accomplished in boxing techniques want to perceive the artistic conception of this boxing technique carefully, but find that following their own thoughts, the opponent's boxing intent is also changing.
It seems that this fist is ever-changing, no matter from which point of view, you can get a huge insight.
In the large array, Qin Chen stared at everyone mentally.
"This boxing intent is the boxing artistic conception that I practiced by imitating the martial arts overlord-Jiutian Wudi Sikong Changtian. It depends on how much you can master. As long as you can control one-thousandth of the boxing intent, you can enter the Dao with boxing. , It’s easy to step into the realm of King Wu."
Sikong Changtian, one of the top nine-day martial emperors of the martial arts, reached the pinnacle with one-handed fist, destroying the world and destroying the earth, with eternal power.
Although Qin Chen was only an eighth-rank martial emperor in his previous life, he was extremely against the sky above martial arts, and had contact with Sikong Changtian, but he was able to imitate the opponent's boxing mood about 30%.
Although it was only 30%, for Liu Xuanrui and others, and even Liu Tai's ancestors, it contained unpredictable power, and one or two thousandths of it was the limit.
Buzzing!
In an instant, the martial artists who had achieved fist skills in the big formation felt one after another and fell into an epiphany.
boom!
After the exercise of boxing, the vague figure suddenly changed, from a towering and tall person to a deep, like a thick earth, containing everything.
His eyes were deep, he saw through the abyss of the universe, and between his hands, a big hand that covered the sky fell from the sky, squeezed the stars with one hand, and confined the void, making people nowhere to hide.
The ultimate palm of the martial domain, Emperor Wu of the Universe—Zhao Jitian, can capture the stars and the moon with one hand, unmatched.
Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world!
Immediately afterwards, the vague silhouette changed again.
Hum!
A grey war sword appeared in his hand, the sword blazed, the wind and clouds changed color, and the wind and clouds surging, severing everything.
With this knife, indomitable, nothing can stop him from advancing, gods block and kill gods, demons block and kill demons!
Fengyun Dao Emperor-Fu Jingcheng!
Wang Qiming's eyes suddenly widened.
He stared at the misty figure deeply, swiping the sword air, the endless sword intent, making his body tremble and his eyes fiery.
"boom!"
The horrible sword intent was pervasive, and the figure was too strong. Just the mood between the gestures and the feet made Wang Qiming tremble all over, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
But he didn't realize it, staring at the sword-wielding figure in front of him, unwilling to miss even the slightest.
"Is this the real swordsman?"
"Is this the real sword master?"
"Is this the ultimate sword path I want to pursue?"
Wang Qiming trembled and was completely immersed in it.
At this moment, everything between heaven and earth, what martial intent, all disappeared in front of his eyes, and only the figure wielding a sword was left, constantly dancing, filling his heart.
"Om!"
On Wang Qiming, a misty sword intent rose up, trembling constantly, and in the end, it seemed to be transformed into the ultimate, as if even the void was about to be split apart.
When Wang Qiming fell into enlightenment, the figure continued to evolve.
Next...
A long whip across the sky!
A silver gun pierced the sky!
A vigorous domineering figure with a spurt of muscles!
A figure chasing the wind, without a shadow, without a trace.
...
In the end, all the figures disappeared, only a lonely figure.
This figure, lonely and lonely, left alone in the world, as if to see through everything in the world, see through the coldness of the world, see the warmth of people's hearts, and return to nature.
Behind him, a long sword hung.
Sword dance.
From people!
For some reason, You Qianxue trembled inexplicably in her heart.
That figure, like a emperor, standing proudly in the sky, but You Qianxue inexplicably felt that the other party's heart was full of loneliness.
Like a forgotten child, helpless.
That figure suddenly shot out a sword, sword up, a sword cold light nineteen states.
Contains all kinds of amazing sword intent rising into the sky!
Immortality, destruction, killing, eternal life, endless...
All kinds of terrifying kendo moods swept over, making You Qianxue's heart tremble.
At this time, Qin Chen also fell into inexplicable memories.
I remember.
That year, it was snowing!
The top of the Wuyu skyscraper is a sword dance with red sleeves!
Try to brush the iron clothes like snow, talk about holding the sword and moving stars!
Remember no.
That year, Meihua Villa!
If the Zen Pass is broken, the beauty is like a jade sword like a rainbow.
Ever remember.
Young and frivolous, travels to Tianwu.
One pill and one sword to pacify the business, with a mad reputation for twenty years!
At the top of Wuyu, the world's emperor frightens ghosts and gods.
But now...
puff!
Qin Chen was inexplicably sad and bloody.
The lover is not there, the friend betrays.
Live up to the madness and live up to the Qing, leave the sword alone and lean against the blue sky!
In this life, if you step on Kyushu and enter purgatory, you will also return from hell, just to cut the next life!
boom!
The sword light soars into the sky, and it lasts for a long time!
There were tears in the corner of You Qianxue's eyes.
She cried and danced her sword, the sword intent was overwhelming, but she only felt sad.
The sword was crying, and she was crying too!
After the sword light fell, Qin Chen was calm.
Everything in front of me, restoring peace, wait until the flowers are gone, and the fallen leaves are scattered, and then I know all this, is it a passing moment.
"Shangguan Xier!"
"This sword, cut off the bond between you and me, see you tomorrow, and I will take you to the top!"
Qin Chen opened his eyes, and a sharp light bloomed.
The Wuyi formation was still operating at this time.
All of them were immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.
Even Liu Tai, Fu Xingcheng and others who were already masters in the realm of King Martial Arts were shocked and inexplicable.
A burst of artistic conception permeated everyone.
"There is only so much that this young man can do. Which step you can go to depends on your own good fortune."
Qin Chen whispered.
Using the willpower of the Wuyi formation, Liu Tai and others, he practiced the artistic conception of several top masters in the martial arts, just like cheating.
But he can't decide how much he can really grasp, it can only depend on everyone's talent and good luck!
Enlightenment, get Tao!
Don't realize it, become a fan! This is the way of Wu!