The intention to punch comes out, and the intention to kill appears.
The sloppy old man's little black fist was very small, but the force of the fist was like a strong wind, and like flying sand and stones, as if it blocked the sky and covered the sky.
The only thing in the world before Tang Fan's eyes was this punch!
"It seems that Lao Du really likes this kid!"
On the top of the mountain, the old man in green shirt smiled slightly.
"It's just that, can he withstand this punch..."
"boom!"
Before the old man could hit Tang Fan with his small black fist, his men had already flown out.
"Bang!"
Tang Fan's figure quickly crashed into the deep pit of the stone wall behind him, and was deeply embedded in it.
"ah……"
The pain is unbearable, the pain is so painful that I am torn apart.
Tang Fan has never felt such pain.
He felt as if his body was about to explode from the inside out. As a physical infant, he even felt death.
The punch had been completed, but the destructive power of the punch still existed in Tang Fan. It seemed that the opponent could still produce destructive power with just a thought.
If it weren't for the super restorative power of the Immortal Thunder Body and the Panshan Sutra, as well as the protection of the dragon scales, Tang Fan would have died countless times.
"Dead or not?"
The sloppy old man floated to the edge of the pit again.
However, this time he was no longer lying down, but sitting cross-legged in the air.
"Well……"
Tang Fan's cultivation was running around, and he finally absorbed all the fist energy in his body, but the pain remained.
His body seemed to be in danger of exploding at any time.
His body was covered with cracks, and the streaks of blood looked like streaks of earthworms.
"Bang……"
Tang Fan's body roared, and streaks of black light flashed out from the cracks in his body.
Under the black light, the cracks on his body began to fall off in large areas. This is exactly what happens when Panshan is tempered.
The sloppy old man's punch actually caused Tang Fan to complete a body tempering process without even realizing it...
"boom……"
After the black light, golden light also filled the air, which was a sign of the breakthrough of the Immortal Thunder Body.
Tang Fan's fourth layer of shackles on his physical body was strengthened again.
In addition to the golden light, there was also purple light flowing, which was the purple pupil repairing Tang Fan's damaged internal organs.
For a moment, the light in the pit was dazzling, making the sloppy old man and the old man in green shirt on the top of the mountain look stunned.
"This kid is so full of treasures that I want to beat him up!"
The old man in green shirt had a look of admiration on his face, and a silvery light shone faintly in his palm.
Upon closer inspection, it was the prototype of a small sword, ready to be used.
"The skin is thick enough, it seems I need to work harder..."
The sloppy old man frowned, as if he was still not satisfied with the trauma his punch caused to Tang Fan.
"If you're not dead, get out!"
The sloppy old man saw the light gradually dissipating in the pit and shouted impatiently.
"ah!"
"Bang!"
As Tang Fan roared, his figure and the gravel flew out at the same time.
The surrounding gravel all turned into dust the moment it flew out.
"Old man, you are crazy!"
Tang Fan stared with red eyes, furious.
"You...you just want to give me advice, but you shouldn't be so deadly!"
"I almost died!"
Tang Fan was really angry. Even though he knew that the old man was enlightening him, he was still unconvinced.
"That punch was indeed too weak..."
The sloppy old man shook his head in disappointment, and then said: "Do you understand this punch?"
Tang Fan was slightly stunned, not knowing what to say.
"The fist force is restrained and the fist intention is diffused. This is called turning the complex into simplicity, and lifting the weight is as easy as lightness!"
"Maintain complexity and make it easier..."
Tang Fan nodded silently, recalling all the details of the old man's punch in his mind, thoughtfully.
"Next, let me show you what it means to reduce simplicity to complexity. To do something light and heavy!"
The sloppy old man's voice fell, and his legs that were coiled in mid-air suddenly straightened up and stepped lightly.
His legs seemed to have roots in the air, and the nothingness under his feet was trembling.
While his legs were straining, the sloppy old man didn't forget to lift the wine bottle and take a sip.
"Lao Du, it's time to get serious! It's interesting!"
The interest on the face of the old man in blue became more intense, and the silver sword in his hand became more conspicuous.
"Lao Du, you beat him to death. I still want to play with him for a while..."
The old man in green shirt looked a little anxious and couldn't help shouting.
"puff!"
A strong breath of alcohol spurted out of his mouth, like a ball of sparks.
"When I saw him, I couldn't help it..."
While the sloppy old man answered the old man in green shirt, he raised his little black fist again. The fist was filled with the smell of alcohol and exuded the meaning of thunder and fire.
But under this fiery package, there is a cold air emanating from within.
Finally, it gathered into murderous intent and rushed towards Tang Fan's chest.
This punch seems to include all the attack attributes in the world that can kill people. The five elements rotate, yin and yang complement each other, making the sky change color.
The power of this punch is completely opposite to that of the previous punch. From the moment the punch is thrown, it arouses killing intent from all directions, showing the full power of the punch!
This punch, whether it is light or heavy, seems to be nothing special, and it also shocks the world.
However, it is different from the previous punch in the way of luck.
"Hello……"
Tang Fan was still thinking about the punch just now, and suddenly felt the boundless killing intent that overwhelmed him, and then he realized that the old man had punched again.
"I'm not ready yet!"
Tang Fan looked at the fists in front of him that were like fire, thunder, wind and rain, and filled the sky with death intent, and he screamed in panic.
"I punch and never take it back!"
"Damn..."
Tang Fan was so angry that he cursed others.
In desperation, he ignored his newly repaired and tempered body, his cultivation exploded, and his Immortal Thunder Body and Panshan Sutra were moving in unison.
Dragon scales also appeared, strengthening the body's protection.
While Tang Fan was defending, he also raised his fist.
While Tang Fan raised his fist, all the details of the sloppy old man's last punch came to mind.
Unknowingly, he began to imitate...
This punch seemed to have little strength and was very slow.
But precisely because of this, it shows that this punch is very fast and powerful. Although there is no punching force, there is punching intention everywhere.
Although this punch was not as shocking as what the sloppy old man showed, it still produced that wonderful feeling.
It seemed that this punch moved the earth in all directions and formed its own power of rules.
"I understood it pretty quickly, but unfortunately, I don't have enough strength and my fisting intention is not strong enough!"
"I really want to try his sword..."
The old man in green shirt shook his head, and the small silver sword in his palm had been separated from his palm, shining with an eerie cold light.
"Bang!"
At this moment, the two fists clashed together.
The moment the fists collided, all the power of rules induced by Tang Fan's punch disappeared, completely covered by the old man's supreme punch power.
It's like a small world collided with a large world. Although it was not destroyed, it was swallowed up.
"ah……"
The result was no different. Amidst the screams, Tang Fan once again flew into the deep pit on the mountain wall behind him.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise and the whole island was shaking.
Tang Fan was embedded in the deep pit, as if he was still wrapped in fists.
This punch was stronger, hurt more seriously, and hurt more.
In fact, Tang Fan was in so much pain that he couldn't feel the pain anymore.
Because his consciousness was distracted.
This punch not only shattered Tang Fan's body!
His dantian, spiritual consciousness, and even his immortal veins seemed to be shattered into pieces...
Tang Fan felt that his body and consciousness were all divided into countless pieces, connected only by silk threads.
But these threads could break at any time, and then, he would really be destroyed.
"I don't!"
Tang Fan roared in his mind, seemingly awakening these threads.
Under the pull of these threads, his consciousness and body began to be spliced and reorganized together, like a surgical operation, stitching bit by bit.
The only difference is, there is no anesthesia...
If he was unconscious from pain before, he could no longer feel the pain.
So now, his consciousness was awakened again and he could clearly feel the pain.
This kind of pain is several times greater than the previous punch!
In addition, maybe the injury was too severe. He felt that as soon as he was put back together, he was pulled apart by an invisible force and then put back together again.
I go back and forth like this, I don’t know how many times, I don’t know how much pain I feel...