Chapter 847 (1/2)

”Calm down, the unity of mind and action!” Chen Mo's voice rang out again in Chen Songzi's mind. He knew that it was the master who was reminding him not to be distracted.

”Forge ahead, be invincible, break nothing, and destroy mountains with one blow!” Chen Mo's voice is surging in Chen Songzi's mind, which is very impressive!

He suddenly found that a set of boxing techniques appeared in his memory. Some of them were like those taught by his master, but they were more than those three moves. Moreover, the exercise route of each fist seemed to be more complicated and exquisite. It was only in a moment that Chen Songzi understood that his master had taught him the complete version of Tianxuan Shenquan, which he was most proud of!

It's not a simplified version, but a complete Tianxuan boxing!

It's just that the master said before that he was weak in physique, and his practice started and finished. He could not control the complete Tianxuan divine boxing. Therefore, he simplified the three types of boxing to teach himself. Why did he teach him all of them today? Can you give full play to the real power of xuanshenquan?

However, Chen Songzi couldn't bear to think about it. Zhu Wenxiu's sword light had come to him. Chen Songzi even felt his skin ache under the erosion of the sword.

He suddenly waved his fist and said, ”the first move of Tianxuan Shenquan - Duanshan mountain!”

Fist meaning and sword meaning suddenly collide, send out a clear sound of gold and iron, and then hear a click.

”Sunset clouds fly with solitary ducks!” In the distance, Zhu Wenxiu's exclamation rang out again. At the same time, the sword in his hand shot away from the sky, like a wild goose flying alone. Then it swept down, and a round of glow appeared in the hazy.

”Click! Dang ～ ”

two pieces of iron swords fell to the ground, making a few crisp sounds, which was particularly clear in this silent space.

Zhu Wenxiu covers his chest, suddenly a mouthful of blood spurts out, and then stares at Chen Songzi.

Granny long looked at all this in surprise and murmured, ”Mr. Zang Jian, Zhu Wenxiu has failed! How could that be possible! ”

The woodcutter's eyes burst out with two kinds of light. The whole man was as sharp and introverted, giving a sense of danger. He had been standing there without saying a word or moving, but he could see the whole process of the fight clearly.

Zhu Wenxiu's unique skill ”the autumn water is the same as the sky, the sunset clouds and solitary ducks fly together” is originally the unique skill of the Tibetan sword school. Even if he is able to cope with it, he has to spend a lot of time. However, this little Taoist who only has the cultivation of the divine realm uses only one punch to force Zhu Wenxiu to use these two moves in succession.

It's just a punch, breaking Zhu Wenxiu's sword.

It's just a punch. It hurts Zhu Wenxiu's spirit.

His boxing skills seem to be the same as Zhang Ting and Zhu Changchang when they fight, but they seem to be different, but he can't see what is different.

Zhu Wenxiu's first sword had no strength to fight back. In addition to the disintegration of the sword's intention, a crack was made in the body of the sword. Thanks to Zhu Wenxiu's timely response, Zhu Wenxiu immediately used the second sword. Although he finally destroyed the sword, he at least saved his life.

The woodcutter began to take the axe off his waist, and he was ready to do it himself.

Chen Songzi stared at his fist and looked at it over and over. He seemed to have no idea why his fist was so powerful?

Clearly just now I still feel that the sword is unmatched. How can I easily crack it in a flash? Even Zhu Wenxiu, one of the four ancient sects, was broken by his fist and hurt his body.