The fourth set of boxing techniques is the final combination of eight punches, called Minghan.

Xu Liusu didn't dare to be careless. He knew that Han Shi's boxing power could be superimposed, one punch was stronger than the other!

Therefore, when the fourth fist of Han Shi started, Mi Tian’s black spear thrust out, like a huge shot in the void, the power it drove swept through Jiuzhou, the snow waves were rising and violent!

Tuoba and Wen Hou's offensive followed closely, with an extremely fast speed. In just a blink of an eye, they arrived within ten feet of the ten feet centered on Han Ten!

"Fate is cold!"

Boom, Han Shiyi punched out, which was ordinary, but it was this seemingly ordinary punch that suddenly triggered the turbulence of space. In front of Han Shi, a space channel that was exploded by the fist appeared!

This passage is a hundred feet long, blocking the high-purity true mystery, colorless, and sound explosions!

A terrifying scene appeared!

The first spear light hit by the fist energy was instantly shattered, turning into shadows, dissipating invisible!

He was dispersed by a punch, and the fist came in a fierce manner, without any signs of effort, and he moved forward, showing an extremely domineering offensive!

Immediately afterwards, Tuoba's bright sword aura shattered one after another, the sword sound wailed and disintegrated into space!

"What--!" Seeing this, Xu Liusu was shocked!

"This is impossible... He clearly only has the peak cultivation level of the true realm, so how could he be so domineering in boxing?"

Tuoba was also frightened. He rarely had this kind of emotion, but the young monk in front of him was like an unattainable peak, bringing him heavy oppression!

Wen Hou's cold expression was also solemn, and he realized that he had met a strong enemy!

This Han Shi's combat power is probably one level stronger than the Snow Shark Demon Lord!

"Here you come!"

As the fist attacked, Xu Liusu narrowed her eyes!

"Young Master, leave it to me!"

Wen Hou stepped forward and the Battle Ghost Painted Gaul slashed down crazily!

The terrifying halberd shadow stormed in the air, the black fog rolled, and the magic shadow was heavy!

"A futile act, ridiculous."

Looking at the dark sky, Han Shi closed his hands and shook his head and smiled.

Wen Hou and Tuoba are extraordinary masters and Xu Liusu's guards. Anyone would feel very difficult.

But Han Shi doesn't care. He dares to force the two to take action, so he naturally has something to rely on!

"Junior brother, you have amazing talent and great combat power. If you practice in the Han Buddha Sect, your future achievements will definitely be above me."

Han Shilong laughed and said, "But it's strange that evil fate is a mess, and fate is impermanent. Everything about you will eventually be buried in the wind and snow in the sky."

"everything..."

“It’s all over…”

Han Shi's eyes suddenly became sharp, his palms were slightly apart, and his two index fingers swept outwards with bright light.

"Today I will let you see the supreme secret method of the Han Buddha Sect, the Relics and Cassock Mantra!"

He made a strange hand-strike, his index finger and ring finger clasped each other, muttered, and the robe on his body suddenly left his body, like a huge net, spreading into the void of a hundred feet!

"careful."

Seeing this, Xu Liusu and the two quickly retreated.

Xu Liusu has seen the power of the cassock, and Han Shi is the owner of the cassock, so the power it exerts may be extremely terrifying!

Wen Hou's intention to fight remained unabated, and he tried hard to resist the fist of the cold, intending to repel the punch and retreat with the young master.

However...

In the sky, the ice blue robe that was floating suddenly flashed, split into three, and ruthlessly covered Xu Liusu, Tuoba and Wen Hou!

"Curse!"

Han Shi raised his palm high, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he suddenly took a picture!

Boom boom!

The three sets of cassocks were like huge mountain peaks, and were printed on the heads of the three people at lightning speed!

"Not good..." Xu Liusu suddenly felt his blood surge. In desperation, he activated the Heaven-Swallowing Picture Record, which resounded, mobilized all the true mystery, condensed his palms, and suddenly banged against the cassock!

What a pity, the robe is not only as heavy as a mountain, but also has a strange devouring power!

Xu Liusu's offensive was absorbed, causing the light of the cassock to soar, completely submerging Xu Liusu's figure!

Boom, two more tremblings, and then the snow field was calm.

On the snow, except for the snow piles raised by Zhenxuan and the sunkens that were knocked out, there were three sets of cassocks that covered the three of them tightly.

At this time...

"Amitabha... Junior brother, you lost."
Chapter completed!