Martial Cultivator Chapter 34: False
The black sun hangs in Wang An's consciousness.
There seems to be no life at all.
But in the center of that black sun, there was still a tiny invisible flame struggling on its own, struggling to resist the cold wave that was still coming.
This is Wang An’s natural spirit.
He was still thinking hard.
How come?
With just one level difference, evil ghosts can decide their own life and death at will?
Its various methods can cause maximum damage to itself, but my full attack can hardly damage its fur?
From insight to spiritual creation, is it a quantitative or qualitative gap?
Could it be that there was something wrong with my fist training?
Fist intention.
What is fist intention?
The martial arts spirit and will are highly condensed, and can finally be projected into the present world as a power!
Where is the foundation of my will?
I practiced my fist intention through visualization, and my fist intention seemed to turn into the divine sun across the sky.
But that god, is it really me?
Is it my will?
No!
All the phenomena presented in the visualization are empty phases.
The foundation of my boxing spirit still lies in ‘I’.
I can turn into the scorching sun, but the scorching sun can never evolve into me!
Only when one's self-roots are strong and strong, can the divine sun transformed into one be invincible and shine all over the heavens!
If you place your fist intention on the illusory divine sun and sky, then the power of your fist intention will be like a rootless tree and a castle in the air.
Fighting against the enemy, collapse and collapse are just a matter of thoughts!
I am the origin!
If you are unable to do something, look for others instead!
Buzz——
The world covered by the cold wave began to tremble, and cracks quietly emerged on the ice.
At the core of the black sun in the mid-heaven, the flame that was swaying endlessly and seemed to be extinguished in the next moment suddenly stopped.
Then.
It begins to shrink inwards.
A subtle whirlpool of flames forms.
The cold wave of the freezing sun seems to have found an opportunity, and it comes over layer by layer, snatching away the living space of the flame vortex.
Although the vortex is condensing and shrinking, and the living space is becoming more and more crowded, it is also getting brighter and more intense. It seems that not only does it show no signs of extinguishing, but it is getting stronger!
Boom!
Finally, the vortex condensed to the extreme.
Really quality.
Rays of light and streams of heat emitted from its core, instantly tearing apart the cold wave ice and expanding outward!
The cold waves dissolved into gray-black aura, and were all suppressed by the light of the flames, turning into part of the divine sun that expanded outward!
In Wang An's consciousness, the world was turned upside down in an instant!
In just one breath, the cold wave was suppressed by his fist and turned into his own use.
His fist power became stronger and stronger, spilling out of his body, and the ice flowers covering his body also melted away without a trace!
Wang An, who fell to the ground, suddenly opened his eyes!
……
Brush!
In midair, two skeleton arms raised ten sharp claws and slashed down vertically.
Below is the Moyun Black Dog, whose hind legs are gradually stiffened by layers of ice flowers!
The burgeoning demonic energy around it has been washed away by the evil ghost's cold wave. It is swaying like a candle in the wind. It is impossible to withstand the evil ghost's claws and claws.
"Woo——" Mo Yun let out a howl.
Full of unwillingness.
After painstakingly accumulating for more than twenty years, I finally gained wisdom, became a demon, and embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
But because of the relationship between master and servant, he will eventually lose his life here.
Sigh!
"Die to me!"
At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped up from the ground, stamped its feet, and leapt into the air. The muscles all over its body contracted and exerted force, gathering a powerful punch, and punched the evil ghost's head!
Collapse!
Punched through.
In the eyes of the evil ghost, it seemed as if a ball of fire was heading towards him!
Out of instinct, it instantly retracted its skeleton hand and blocked it in front of the head!
Boom!
Wang An's fist moved forward fiercely, and fiercely hit the evil ghost's white bone claws stacked in front of him. The white bone claws immediately felt like they were burned, and a black hole was directly blasted out!
Boom boom boom!
He kept punching and directly used the "Three Fists and Six Hands" killing move in Lei Shisan's hand. His physical fists rushed forward and made six fist seals, all of which fell on the evil ghost's bone-white claws!
Every punch struck was like a cannonball hitting the ground.
Explodes instantly!
The evil ghost's white bone claws instantly burst into charred holes, and scattered into gray and black aura, drifting in the wind!
Only two skeletons are left waving in vain in the air!
"Ha!"
The red light surged in the evil ghost's eyes.
It suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a **** tongue!
On the tongue, sword blades stood up, turning it into something like a mace!
The tongue of the sword suddenly shot towards Wang An!
Wang An was exhausted at this moment, but he suddenly fell into the air, his feet on the ground, and the tongue of the sword brushed his hair and swept past!
He assumed the 'Tiger Stand' pose, with a fierce and mighty aura.
The muscles and bones all over his body cooperated with each other. He stepped out, and his speed suddenly increased to the fastest, like a tiger running into the forest. He rushed eight or nine steps in the blink of an eye, then dug his toes into the ground, suddenly rose up, and opened the tiger's mouth of his left hand. He bit the lower jaw of the evil ghost's head in mid-air!
Tiger bites!
"Ang——"
The fierce tiger roars in the forest!
The evil ghost's head shook and vibrated instantly!
It raised its head violently, trying to break away from Wang An's tiger bite. At the same time, it flicked its tongue and swept straight towards Wang An!
Brush!
The sword blade on the tongue flashed with blood and cut the air!
When the physical body collides with it, it will inevitably be torn apart!
"Come down!!"
As he shouted wildly, Wang An's muscles all over his body contracted, and the accumulated strength flowed into his arms like a tide. His other hand also made a tiger's bite gesture, biting the evil ghost's jaw, and violently Pull hard!
He didn't care at all about the sword-edged tongue coming from behind!
Since the intention of the fist can be both true and false, and can be transformed from false to true, how can the evil ghost's attacking and killing move not be a projection of its own will?
As long as the will is firm and consistent, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com and pretend that its killing move does not exist.
Then its ultimate move does not exist!
Can't hurt me!
"You're not hiding?" Mo Yun's eyes tightened and he couldn't help but take a step forward.
In its sight, the evil ghost's blade tongue finally swept to Wang An's back - but the imagined scene of human flesh and blood flying everywhere and being torn apart did not appear.
On the contrary, human beings are surrounded by brilliant golden light, expanding outwards like the scorching sun across the sky!
The tongue of the sword swept across the scorching sun, melting like snow meeting fire in an instant!
What is this?
When did a humble warrior have such ferocious power?
Can you fight against evil spirits? !
Is this really a martial artist?
Boom!
The evil ghost wailed and was finally pulled off to the ground by Wang An!
Wang An stepped on the ground with his feet, and he was immediately reborn with infinite power. He clenched his fists and punched the head like a water tank!
Boom!
The armor shatters!
Boom!
The blood in the eye sockets collapsed!
Boom!
Cracked skull!
Boom!
It exploded into gray smoke and dispersed in the wind!
"Huh..." The evil ghost finally shattered and died. Wang An let out a long breath, feeling a little tired.
At this moment, the center of his eyebrows suddenly jumped, as if he was aroused by the rising and dissipating gray smoke in front of him.
Wang Anxin thought about it and immediately visualized the true form of the sun.
The gray smoke that curled up and slowly dissipated seemed to be pulled in an instant, and all of them converged towards Wang An's eyebrows.
In his consciousness, the inner core of the Divine Sun condensed and shone everywhere, and the gray smoke that poured into him was washed away from evil nature, leaving only the pure breath attached to the Divine Sun, increasing the quality of the Divine Sun!