Teaching Disciple with Thought

"Calm down, unite mind and action!" Chen Mo's voice sounded in Chen Songzi's mind again, and he knew that this was Master reminding him not to lose his mind.

"Go forward indomitably, everything will be invincible, everything will be destroyed, and the mountains in front of you will be destroyed with one punch!" Chen Mo's voice surged in Chen Songzi's mind, deafening!

He suddenly discovered that a set of boxing techniques seemed to appear out of thin air in his memory. It was somewhat similar to the boxing techniques taught to him by his master, but it had several more moves than those three moves, and the movement route of each punch seemed to be more complex and subtle.

In just a moment, Chen Songzi understood that his master had actually taught him the complete version of his most famous Tianxuan Divine Fist!

Not a simplified version, but the complete Tianxuan Divine Fist!

It's just that the master said before that his body is weak and his practice has not started yet, so he cannot control the complete Tianxuan Divine Fist at all, so he simplified the three-style boxing method and taught it to himself. Why did he teach it all to himself today? He can

Can you unleash the true power of this Tianxuan Divine Fist?

However, Chen Songzi could no longer think about it at this time. Zhu Wenxiu's sword light had already arrived in front of him, and Chen Songzi could even feel his skin aching under the erosion of the sword's will.

He suddenly shook his fist and shouted: "The first move of Tianxuan Divine Fist - Mountain Breaking!"

The fist intention and the sword intention collided suddenly, making a clear sound of gold and iron, and then a click was heard.

"The falling clouds and the solitary owl are flying together!" Zhu Wenxiu's exclamation sounded in the distance again. At the same time, the long sword in his hand shot up to the sky, like a solitary wild goose, and then swooped down. There was a round of light in the haze.

The glow appears.

"Kacha! Dangdang~~"

The two iron swords fell to the ground and made a few crisp sounds, which were particularly clear in this silent space.

Zhu Wenxiu covered his chest, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then stared at Chen Songzi.

Grandma Long looked at all this in surprise and murmured: "Mr. Zangjian Zhu Wenxiu actually lost! How is this possible!"

Two rays of light burst out from the woodcutter's eyes, and his whole person seemed to have a restrained edge, giving people a sense of danger. He stood there without saying a word, motionless, but he could see the entire fight.

It's crystal clear.

Zhu Wenxiu's secret skill "The autumn water and the sky are one color together, and the falling clouds and solitary swans fly together" are the secret skills of the Hidden Sword Sect. Even if he can deal with it, it will take a lot of effort, but this little Taoist priest who only has the cultivation of the divine realm unexpectedly

It only took one punch to force Zhu Wenxiu to use these two moves in succession before he could stop him.

With just one punch, Zhu Wenxiu's sword was broken.

It was just one punch that hurt Zhu Wenxiu's spirit.

His boxing technique seemed to be the same as when Zhang Ting and Zhu Dachang fought, but it seemed to be a little different, but he couldn't tell what the difference was.

Zhu Wenxiu's first sword had no power to fight back under this punch. In addition to the sword's intention being completely destroyed, a crack was also made in the sword body. Fortunately, Zhu Wenxiu reacted in time and immediately used the second sword. Although it was destroyed in the end.

He lost his sword, but at least his life was saved.

The woodcutter began to untie the ax from his waist, and he was ready to do it himself.

Chen Songzi stared and looked at his fist over and over again, as if he didn't understand why his fist was so powerful?

Even just now, I felt that the sword was invincible, so how could it be easily broken by me in an instant? Even one of the four ancient sects, Zhu Wenxiu, a master of the golden elixir, had his weapon broken by his punch and his body was injured.

Is this the real power of Tianxuan Divine Fist? It is simply too powerful!

"Very good!" The woodcutter took off the ax hanging from his waist and said, "Tell me your boxing formula and I will spare your life."

This woodcutter actually wants to get the cultivation method of Tianxuan Divine Fist!

This made Chen Songzi furious. He had practiced so hard and suffered so much. It was only today that Master finally taught me the exercises. You actually want to take them away from me?

"Shameless!" Chen Songzi cursed.

The woodcutter's mouth curled up, his eyes full of contempt, and he raised the ax in his hand high.

"Run!" Grandma Long suddenly shouted when she saw the woodcutter's action. She instantly came to the short and thin dwarf Zhu Dachang, who was still recovering from his injuries in the cross-legged position. She grabbed Zhu Dachang's feet and disappeared while holding Zhu Dachang upside down.

Zhu Wenxiu, who was seriously injured by Chen Songzi's punch, immediately slapped his chest with his palm, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, which turned into a blood mist in front of him.

"Escape!" Zhu Wenxiu shouted, and the blood mist in front of him suddenly formed a mysterious mark, wrapping Zhu Wenxiu's body and disappearing instantly.

The moment the woodcutter raised his ax high, Chen Songzi felt a surge of pressure that was like a tidal wave.

It was as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, making him unable to breathe.

"Strike Huashan with all your strength!" the big man shouted suddenly and swung the ax in his hand hard.

A giant ax formed by black spiritual power fell from the sky. Chen Songzi, who was directly under the giant ax, felt that the air around him suddenly became cramped, and his breathing became particularly difficult, as if someone was pinching his neck with both hands.

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He shouted loudly, then gritted his teeth, threw away the broken whisk in his right hand, clenched his hands into two fists, waved it toward the sky, and shouted: "Divide the rivers!"

Chen Mo once taught Chen Songzi three simplified versions of the Tianxuan Divine Fist. He was able to use all three movements with ease, but now he felt powerless when using the second stance of the Tianxuan Divine Fist.

With just this move, he felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained out. All the spiritual energy in his body was gathered on the fists in an instant. However, the fists seemed to be unable to form due to insufficient energy and could not be wielded.

go out.

"The Tianxuan Divine Fist can hit even the sky, so what does a mere big ax mean? If you want to become a strong person, you must first have a strong heart. No matter what is in front of you, you must smash it with one punch.

!" Chen Mo's voice sounded in Chen Songzi's mind again.

Chen Songzi's spirit was lifted up, and he shouted again. There was a huge amount of spiritual power in some invisible places in his body. Now he was able to activate it and gathered it in his fists.

Suddenly, two dazzling rays of light erupted from the fists, one was white and the other was black. The forces of black and white attracted and repelled each other, forming a black and white fist due to the entanglement.

"Boom!" The black and white fists and the black axes met in mid-air, making bursts of terrifying explosions, and the sky seemed to be broken by their attack.

"puff!"

Chen Songzi took a few steps back and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His whole body seemed to have been evacuated, and he fell on his back, only to be hugged by a pair of strong arms.

"Master, I'm sorry, I tried my best."
Chapter completed!