The barefoot old man's pair of iron fists is really difficult to defeat. Feng Jueyu and Lin Lie have been in the Nine Gates Formation for nearly a hundred years. From the gravity field to the cold field, they mainly practice with physical strength. It can be said that all the potential in the body has been drained.

It has soared so far that it has reached the perfection of the wonderful crossing. It has a high vision and adheres to the Tao, and its physical strength is even more tyrannical.

Who would have thought that this barefoot old man who suddenly appeared could block the two of them with a pair of iron fists. One punch in front and the other in the back, Feng Jueyu and Lin Lie's expression changed in shock.

Lin Lie, who was holding the Black Tide Soul Stick, raised an angry look. He was supposed to use 50% of his divine power to resist the six heavenly fires, and he instantly forced all of his divine power out of his body. The dark wind howled, the ghosts cried continuously, and suddenly there were thousands of people.

The ghosts and ghosts came out like thousands of troops.

The power of the physical body and the power of spiritual consciousness were perfectly integrated. Lin Lie's momentum increased several times in an instant. The black tide soul stick rolled up and turned into a wave of fire under the dark wind. The red seedlings made the ghost face look even more ferocious, which was shocking.

He slapped it down, and the stick stirred up wind and thunder. With the force of thunder, tens of thousands of ghosts condensed into a long stick light, which fell hard on the head of the barefoot old man.

"The big dream is hard to survive, and you will not fall into reincarnation."

call!

The wind was strong and loud, and the barefoot old man was suddenly shrouded in the shadow of sticks in the sky.

"The Great Reincarnation Technique?"

The barefoot old man's expression showed a slightly surprised expression, but it returned to normal in less than a breath. Chibo's arms were raised, and instantly became as red as a pillar of fire. He easily raised his arms, with his small elbow slightly bent, half

Arm block.

There was a clang, like a loud sound of gold and iron. Instead of sinking, the skin of the arm spattered countless sparks.

Lin Lie only felt that the stick hit the heavy wood and stone harder than Caiqi. Tens of thousands of ghosts immediately exploded and collapsed and fled in all directions. The frightened and ferocious grimaces were filled with a touch of surprise and shock after removing the previous viciousness.

"True Martial Saint Body!"

Lin Lie was horrified, and the tiger's mouth was so numb that it almost burst open. A strong force came back, creating several waves of strength, and directly launched him far away.

"Eh? You actually know about the True Martial Saint's Intersection? It's not easy. The old man has been in Shangjiumen for so many years. He thought that people in the world have forgotten that there is such a magical power as the Zhenwu Saint's Intersection. Boy, who are you?"

Lin Lie immediately put away the Black Tide Soul Stick, made a 180-degree turn in his attitude, bowed his bare body with a respectful bow and said, "Senior, my surname is Lin Minglie, and he studied under Youxuan City in Northern Xinjiang."

"Lu Jiuyou's disciple?"

"yes."

Lin Lie's previous anger had completely subsided, replaced by a trembling silence.

The old man could actually scare Lin Lie, who had always had a hot temper, like this. It really shocked Feng Shao. Seeing his submissive and groveling look, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, and asked in a low voice: "Who is he?"

Lin Lie quickly rolled his eyes at Feng Jueyu and signaled him to stop talking.

Such behavior fell into the eyes of the barefoot old man. The old man laughed loudly, pointed at Feng Jueyu and said to Lin Lie: "Yes, yes, yes, tell him, who am I? If you are right, there will be a reward."

Feng Jueyu saw two drops of sweat slowly rolling down Lin Lie's temples. It wasn't hot, but he was scared.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "Junior, how dare you ask me, are you the senior who can earn as much as five buckets of rice from Jiu Shu in Antarctica?"

The barefoot old man looked slightly surprised after hearing this, but he still laughed loudly and said: "Haha, I have been since five hundred

I entered the formation practice years ago and have heard someone call me by my name for many years. In the past five hundred years, you are actually the first one. If you answer the question correctly, you will be rewarded."

As the guy said this, he put his hands on his waist, and Feng Jueyu discovered that the barefoot old man's upper body was naked, and his lower body was only covered by a pair of torn shorts, but there was a black stone-like belt around his waist.

There was a flash of light, and like a magic trick, the old man turned into a monster about 10 feet long.

This monster looks like a tiger, but its fur has been stripped off, and its flesh and blood are exposed. There is a torn wound at the bottom of its neck. The blood has dried and its pupils are gone, making it look like a wild animal that has just been slaughtered.

Bang!

The old man threw the wild animal to the ground, used his divine power to block the six rays of sky fire from the wild animal's corpse, and with a flick of his wrist, he used the power of five oxen and eight tigers to slowly spin the wild animal's corpse several times in a playful manner, and suddenly the fragrance filled the air.

, full of oil and juice, the old man directly threw the cooked wild animal to Lin Lie. Zhang Xu Lai grew a whole roasted wild animal, which was bigger than Lin Lie.

Lin Lie caught it and used his divine power to protect it from being burnt into flying smoke by the six heavenly fires. His hands were greasy but he did not dare to put them down.

The old man waved his big hand, pointed at the torn wild animal and said: "Boy, eat what I rewarded you with."

"Gulu." Lin Lie swallowed hard, sweat pouring down his forehead.

The old man ignored it and said, "You eat first, and I'll play with this kid first."

After saying that, the old man's arms turned red again, and he danced up and down like a king's fist, without any plan, and went straight towards Feng Jueyu to kill him.

"Senior..." Lin Lie shouted anxiously when he saw this. He wanted to stop him but was reluctant to drop the roasted wild animal in his hands. He could only shout: "Senior, don't do anything."

In the end, it was of no use. The old man seemed not to have heard anything. His fists rushed like thunder, and he struck Feng Jueyu in the chest with a black tiger strike that took out his heart.

When it comes to boxing competitions, Feng Jueyu has never been afraid of anyone. The four major boxing skills of ** are extremely powerful. He has never encountered an opponent after practicing for a hundred years. However, the strength of this old man is also unfathomable. The magical power is integrated into the boxing skills.

, the artistic conception is everywhere, a seemingly ordinary punch, but it has derived countless possibilities. The punch point went straight to the chest, sealing several large acupuncture points all over his body. The most interesting thing is that the sharp point of the punch refers to his whole body.

Acupoints.

There are more than 2,000 acupoints in the human body. Once hit, not only will the movement be restricted, but even the divine power will not be exerted.

This seemingly haphazard boxing technique turned out to be flawless in Feng Jueyu's eyes.

And it's fast.

There is no way to avoid it.

In an instant, Feng Jueyu's pupils shrank, and endless fighting spirit arose in his heart. The old man was unreasonable and took action as soon as he said it. He didn't even have a reason. Maybe he saw me as easy to bully.

In a fit of anger, Feng Jueyu put away the Heavenly Falling Sword firmly at his lower body. He first made a normal horse stance, and then thrust out his fists from his waist. He punched with lightning like lightning passing through the clouds. He did not take any tricks and used

He fought hard with fists and punches.

There was not even a trace of divine power in his body, and he was already accustomed to resisting the power of God without using his divine power. The two fists clashed, sparks flew out, and the huge roar made people's eardrums hurt.

"boom!"

When the fists met, it was like a mountain collapsing and the ground sinking five feet. The rumbling sound centered on the point where the fists met produced huge energy ripples that spread out rapidly.

Then Feng Jueyu felt a powerful force of terror that was so strong that it shook him to the core, and he flew out in a spin.

sufficient number

Ten meters away...

Of course, the old man was not left without any wounds. This punch was truly earth-shattering. Feng Jueyu had spent hundreds of years practicing physical training in the Hanmeng Realm, and his physical strength had become unparalleled.

You need to know that the physical body is not as powerful as the cultivation realm. You can't see it with your eyes, and even with your spiritual consciousness, you can't even hope to see one tenth of it.

The barefoot old man felt an infinite force coming from the opposite side, and this force actually made him step back three steps in a row.

"Eh? You're quite strong." The old man was slightly startled, then he grunted and said with dissatisfaction: "What a good boy, you can actually block my three successful attacks. Try this punch again."

The barefooted old man kicked off the ground with his back foot, and his divine power surged out. The barefoot old man took advantage of this kick to jump up high, then dived down to kill him, suppressing him in the air, and his momentum increased by 10% again.

Looking at the old man's red arms, which were like copper pouring iron, he was coming to kill again. Feng Jueyu didn't dare to be careless anymore. The strength of this old man was really not small. Although he did not use his divine power to resist, his physical strength was no longer what it used to be.

However, someone could knock him away with a punch using only 30% of his power, which shows that this person's cultivation level is definitely not on the same level as mine.

"**Reverse Zi Jue."

The momentum increased, and Feng Jueyu finally used his divine power. The previous one-punch **Yanzi Jue was not blessed by divine power, so its power was average. Now that he used the more powerful **Ni Zi Jue, its power has increased a lot. In addition,

I used 30% of my divine power, but I don't know if I can take this punch.

"boom!"

Another head-on confrontation, this time Feng Jueyu retreated a hundred meters away, while the old man took a full five steps.

"Huh? I actually took it. It's interesting. Come again. This time I use my five-success power. Boy, there are not many people in the world who can take my five-success power. If you can take it, I will accept it.

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"call!"

The oppressive punch struck, and Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth in hatred.

As the old man's success increased, his success increased by 33%. Although he used more divine power than others, the results were getting worse and worse.

It used to be tens of meters away, but now it's a hundred meters away. I don't know how terrible this punch will be.

"Then you have to fight hard, so you won't be killed by others."

Feng Jueyu raised his cultivation level to about seven successes with a single burst of energy. He turned around with his fists, three inside and three outside, and pushed out the **Qi Chong Jue.

"Bang!"

This time, he flew out in a spin, a full two hundred meters away, while the old man only took seven steps back.

"Damn, he's still a tough guy. I'll add another 10% to see if you can stop him."

The barefoot old man didn't give Feng Jueyu a chance to recover for a moment. He put a plate under his feet and spun like a top, sticking to the ground like a tornado. He didn't know how many times he spun before the big red fist was handed over to him again.

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"**Broken Nirvana Technique."

Feng Jueyu also completely went berserk, fighting three punches in a row to retreat. Even though he knew that the old man's cultivation level was far above his own, he was still unwilling to give in. In the last punch, he used 100% of his divine power, and even used the

The most powerful punch in the ** art - ** Shattering Nirvana.

"Boom! Boom!"

There were two consecutive blasts. It was the collision of fists that triggered a big explosion. The blue halo sky fire rolled on the dry and cracked ground and spread out. Feng Jueyu was blasted thousands of meters away this time. Wow.
Chapter completed!