The Divine Martial Stars

"It’s just mad, there’s no madness. You are a little big master, rumor killing me? Haha, kid, you are taking your own humiliation.” Tianjian’s sneer, his eyes gradually chilling, his palms are in front of his chest. When the emptiness closes, the innate qi of the red radiance is derived from the palm of the hand and transforms into the general shape of the sword.

Li Mu’s face is eager to try.

He really wants to understand, what kind of terrible power is there in the innate spirit, and I don’t know if I can survive it with my current physical strength. However, this is dangerous after all, if I can’t hold it... although I hope it is clearer. The earth will have the power of innate power, but it can't really kill life.

Li Mu forced his own terrible thoughts to be extinguished.

Everything today, he feels his own behavior, a bit like a madman.

Still solve the problem of Tianjian.

Li Mu slowly squats, it is still [Zhen Wuquan] starting piles, but the waist has to sink a lot, while the fists are up, the elbows are closed, and the arms are folded back toward the waist and abdomen. Breathing, in conjunction with [Congenital Power], the metamorphosis of the body is completely released, and the whole body bones seem to be roaring, especially the central axis of the caudal vertebrae, spine, and vertebrae, just like a roaring dragon. Power is surging.

The surrounding air, as if it had solidified, formed a ripple of ripples and gathered toward Li Mu.

"What is innate, if I want to kill, it is a smash into a slag. This battle is over."

Li Mu’s mouth, white teeth, is like a sharp sword.

His body, like a big bow, with his fists out, is a big arrow on the bowstring.

"The real style of Zhenwuquan... cracking the sky!"

In the sound of drinking, Li Mu gave a punch.

Beautiful posture and simple movement.

It seems that... there is no power.

At the same time, the Tianjian masters have completed their momentum, and they are extremely motivated and have made moves.

"Haha, junior, next life, take a look at the time of reincarnation, don't meet the old man again... Tianjian 16-style - stab-style!"

In his eyebrows, the killing machine skyrocketed, and his hands pushed outwards, turning the innate air of the palm of his hand into a long sword and directly stabbing it out. It was among the [Tianjian 16 styles] [Sword-style] - He only cultivated an innate temper, so it is best to use this sword.

Tianjian’s heart is full of confidence, and everything is in his grasp.

He can feel the terrible smell of congenital gas, enough to crush any weapon of the gods. [Sword-style] was cracked many times by Li Mu, but this time, it will be invincible existence.

Jianguang, such as the red sun.

The time, as if the light of the two heavens in the sky, is obscured by the sword light that is inherited by this innate spirit.

Everyone present felt the horror of this sword light, which seemed to kill the soul, making them feel the heart is moving, the soul is shaking... This is not a sword that manpower can block.

Li Mu, it’s over.

At this moment, almost everyone’s heart flashed such a thought.

However, it was also at this moment that Li Mu’s double fists came out to the top.

The change of moves appears.

The fists were suddenly combined, and the palms were facing the palm of your hand.

boom!

A strange shock force broke out from his fists.

The power of this shock is so strange that it seems that this piece of heaven has shaken.

The watchers have not yet reacted, and Li Mu’s double fists are another shock.

boom!

Scorpio once again oscillated.

This time, everyone felt that everything in sight seemed to be shaking sharply.

then……

Booming!

The continuous turbulence, such as the stunned string, continually erupted from Li Mu’s double fists.

At that moment, thousands of turbulent forces were instantly superimposed on the peak. Li Mu’s double fists were blurred, and a beam of gongs such as silver light gathered directly from the double fists and greeted the swordsman. The innate gas [sword-style].

In the violent turbulence of the Scorpio, under the gaze of countless eyes, the fist beam directly crushed the red congenital gas [Sword-style] lightsaber, the picture is like a mahogany branch inserted In the flame magma, it melted in an instant.

Yes, it is a melt.

Moreover, what is even more terrifying is that the shock beam is not lost, and it directly hits the body of Tianjian. It penetrates and slantes to the void, directly in the sky, and creates a vacuum boxing mark. The visible traces of the naked eye directly hit the clouds in the high places of the sky, and penetrated the clouds to form a shocking hole that pierced farther, just like shooting into the stars.

This kind of picture is really indescribable in language.

Among the sights of everyone, where the boxing marks pass, everything in it is like a glass that has been wiped clean. It is clearer and brighter than everything in the normal field of vision. The sky swordsman who passed by, and the sky long hours behind him.

Surprising, silent.

The entire Tianjian martial arts square, as well as everyone on the battle platform, fell into silence.

The battle on the platform, the picture is fixed.

Tianjian’s face is stunned.

He was all over the body, without the slightest scars, but his body shape was much stiffer, his face looked down at his face, looked at his body, and then looked at Li Mu, incredulously saying: "You...this... what is the boxing method?"

Li Mu received.

"True Wushu, the fist of the immortal."

He said.

The third form of Zhenwuquan [Cracking Skybreak].

Once, Li Mu, who had just arrived in this world, thought that [Zhen Wu Boxing] was just a technique of refining the body, and there was no obvious combat power. But in fact, this set of boxing methods can truly bring out his physical and terroric power to the fullest. The strongest boxing that produces an increase.

In order to strike a single blow, Li Mu directly cast the third style, which is also the strongest one in the "true Wushu" he has mastered.

"Sin... immortal... boxing? Impossible, there is no such boxing in the world."

Tianjian’s face is bitter.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it, I have already entered the earth, why... Why?"

He screamed.

Li Mu is up and down, the clouds are light and windy, there is no trace of scars, and there is no sign of exhaustion.

He naturally laughed, and it was very pretentious: "Is there any dissatisfaction, because you are a supporting role, you should have a supporting role. When the dragon sets are finished, you should hang up... Reborn in the next life, pick it up. Don't meet me anymore... stop here today, safely."

After that, Li Mu used a more pretentious posture and thought that he had a cool finger.

Hey.

It seems like there is a crisp sound of fine jade broken.

The last slight shock was caused by this one.

Then, it seems that the broken sound of a dead leaf caused a big avalanche, and a few kilometers of silver fists hit the route, so that a large piece of colored glass was broken, the same Cracked and turned into thousands of pieces of silver...

The void is broken!

Among them, the clouds, the sun, the blue sky... and the body of the Tianjian people are all broken.

No blood, no sorrow, no bones, no debris.

Tianjian Shangren, the newly born innate world, his body, like the portrait of graffiti on glass glaze, with this broken crack, turned into thousands of pieces Then, disappear, dissipate, and finally disappear like a thin piece of ice in the sun, disappearing between the heavens and the earth.

After the break, everything is back to normal.

The fist marks disappeared.

The sky is still the sky, the cloud is still the cloud, the wind is still the wind, the sun is still the sun.

Only the sword of the heavens disappeared with the fist marks.

Eternal disappearance.

His body, his bones and flesh, his spirit, his will...

Everything about him was shaken away by the terrible punches, turned into powder, and turned into the most primitive material invisible to the naked eye between the heavens and the earth, dissipated in the world, and all traces were erased.

This is the [cracking skybreak] boxing method.

This is the power of the Immortal Boxing.

This is also the strongest strength that Li Mu has now.

"Ah, this battle is really a big gain." Li Mu gestured exaggeratedly stretched out.

Oh.

After the bluestone collapsed, it was finally unable to withstand the pressure brought by the battle. It was turned into a piece of gravel. Like the sand sculpture dried in the wind, it collapsed. All of them are fist-sized pieces of stone, extremely well-proportioned. The cockroach rolled away and turned into a ruin.

Such a voice awakened all those who were shocked and lost.

All eyes are projected on Li Mu's body.

It was a shocking look.

Frightened eyes.

Unbelievable eyes.

And a stunned look.

Heavenly Swordsman, who was conceived in heaven, cultivated a congenital temper as soon as he entered the earth. In this way, the younger generation who had not yet entered the congenital state, with the punch of the flesh, punched alive? Like a fart, dissipated in the air?

If you don't see such a scene with your own eyes, I am afraid that everyone will hear such a thing, and will definitely think that this is the most ridiculous and lie in the world.

Congenital, that is a god.

Why is this happening?

The last punch seems to be called [Real Wushu]. Is it really the immortal boxing method?

should be.

Because in addition to the boxing method used by the immortals, what kind of power can you use the power of the flesh to make the congenital?

On the square in the north-south northwest, there are tens of thousands of people who are stunned and quiet.

On the battle table, the expressions of all the big men solidified on the face at this moment.

The predecessor Li Gang was no longer indifferent at this time. In his eyes, it was hard to conceal the unbelievable color. Under the ruin, he broke his own dozens of beards and did not notice it. He fainted and shattered. Look at the direction.

And Zheng Cunjian, standing behind him, was in a stunned look.

Among all the people, the most expressive, is the [opening the sword] Zhang Chengfeng.