It's like entering another world, completely immersed in the body and mind, and only in my mind, there is a figure, waving his fists, which seems childish, and his fists are out of order, but every move and every move seems to be natural...

Su Han sat cross-legged under the Bodhi tree, his face calm, and a faint light flashed on his body.

Far from afar, the Dragon King narrowed his eyes, his face full of surprises and differences: "Genius! Freak! It's so scary!"

He said three words in a row, which he had never said in his life. Seeing Su Han enter that state, he couldn't believe it.

I thought it was very rare for Su Han to understand Vajra Arhat Fist. After all, although this kind of boxing is the most basic, the simplest way is. The simpler the thing, the more complex and varied it is.

What he didn't expect was that Su Han did not want to learn this Vajra Arhat Fist, but to integrate this boxing technique into his own body!

Su Han is like a melting pot, which can absorb all the things that are beneficial to him, melt them into his own, take the essence, remove the dross, and become more perfect!

"Brother's vision is indeed much more powerful than me. This guy must be a real dragon."

The Dragon King touched his beard and looked at the Bodhi tree above Su Han's head rustling. He turned his head and looked out. Outside, there was a fierce fighting sound, and he couldn't help it.

"The group of hypocritical things in the Divine God Cult are really here to make trouble," the Dragon King snorted, "I haven't moved my muscles for too long. I want to see if you old people have grown up!"

As soon as the figure flashed, the Dragon King disappeared, leaving only Su Han, who was still sitting cross-legged, under the Bodhi tree, practicing selflessly.

In front of Wuliang Temple.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The terrifying battle sound waves shocked the world and kept echoing, deafening!

The power of the Tiger King is invincible, like a fierce beast coming out of the mountain, overwhelming the world. Once the tiger fist is released, there will be a tiger roaring in each fist, and fight fiercely with the Judgment of Watching the Rain!

"You have not made any progress over the years. Old people, it's time to get buried!"

The tiger king shouted loudly.

"It's you who should be buried!" Seeing Yu Jue's face turned red. In terms of his skills, he was no match for the Tiger King at all. He was sarcastic by the Tiger King, so angry that he could only attack.

The two of them fought back and forth, but they still failed to decide the outcome.

"Tiger, you and a pheasant can fight for so long," King of the Golden Winged Roc said deliberately loudly, "This God of Light seems to be quite capable of raising chickens."

He turned around and glanced at Tingfeng and Wenxiang, and said lightly: "There are two pheasants and one of them is a female, which should be good."

"You're looking for death!"

How could she resist the fragrance? As the leader of the God of Light, she had ever suffered such humiliation? Even the four Dharma Kings of Wuliang Temple would not dare to mock herself like this.

She screamed and rushed out immediately.

"It's indeed a pheasant! The sounds are so similar!"

The Golden-winged Roc King laughed, and could not hold back any longer. He took a little under his feet and a huge wing transformed out behind him. A gust of wind passed by and rushed out: "Let you see, the difference between pheasants and big rolls!"

"Boom--!"

The two masters took action again, and the battlefield instantly doubled!

In front of Wuliang Temple, the bronze man formation has been set up, so no one can enter here.

He hid his body and breath, hid in the ground, heading towards the interior of Wuliang Temple from one side.
Chapter completed!