Chapter 822 (1/2)

Nangong Wuliang didn't use weapons, because he didn't think it was necessary to deal with the later period of a grand master. With a pair of flesh fists, there was more than enough for him. But was it true? Facing this fierce fist, song Yan stepped out step by step.

”Bang”

the fist passed his face with a strong heat, but it was still empty.

One blow failed. Nangong had some accidents. The fist turned into sweeping. At the same time, the real Qi in the body erupted, and the capillary holes in the whole arm shot out one air needle, flying all over the sky.

His fist technique is nine star martial arts with drizzle all over the sky. It seems simple, but it conceals a big killing chance. It can often kill people unprepared.

Seeing that song Yan was about to be hurt by his Qi needles, Nangong immeasurable mouth showed a cruel smile. Once these Qi needles entered the body, they would root in the acupoints of the other side and destroy the acupoints.

Dantian and acupoint are both places to store Qi. Once acupoint is damaged, the skill will fall down greatly.

Therefore, it is a very vicious martial art.

”Whoosh”

in a flash, song inkstone suddenly disappeared in place.

”Puff”

hundreds of air needles lose their target, fly out tens of meters and dissipate by themselves.

”Your speed is too slow, don't you drink too much, otherwise, you should wake up and drink again”

Song Yan's voice came from behind him.

Nangong turns her head and finds that song Yan is standing tens of meters away, smiling at him.

At the edge of the school yard, song Jiuhe said with a smile, ”the commander's great move is more and more skillful. With this, he can be invincible.”

”also, this great move is really against the sky, and she doesn't know how the commander practices it.” Han Gu nodded with deep thought, and a trace of envy flashed in her eyes.

In fact, they didn't know that song Yan's great move skill had been improved several levels since the rise of his power. He left behind the Xuanyuan Wui who taught him this martial art.

With the great moving technique of song inkstone now, the moving and reading can go as far as five or six thousand miles, and can dodge at will in the square inch.

So, as long as it's not a surprise attack, even the wusheng can't help it.

Nangong is flying out again. People hit dozens of fists on the way.

All of a sudden, these fists intertwined and fused with each other. When they were in front of song Yan, they turned into a powerful dragon. The surging breath almost frozen the surrounding space.

There was a cold light in his eyes. He said to me, aren't you fast? I have frozen the void. No matter how fast you are, you can't be fast.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the main space is not the main space, but the dimensional space.

”Whoosh”

the figure flashed, song Yan disappeared again, making Nangong immeasurably empty.

”Your speed is still too slow, and then”

a little ironic voice comes from behind, which makes Nangong's infinite killing opportunity soar.

Only when he reached for his hand, a spirit sword appeared in his hand, which radiated the power of absorbing people's soul.

”Jiupin spirit sword”

everyone was shocked to see the sword in Nangong's immeasurable hands.

”Kill”

Nangong swims out as fast as lightning with a light drink. The Jiupin spirit sword in his hand is more like continuous rain, spreading all over the space in an instant.

Jian Yu comes from all directions, and song Yan seems to be unavoidable.

For a moment, everyone's heart and eyes all mentioned the voice.

”Martial uncle”