Invincible Starts From One Punch Martial Arts

Ghost Valley.

Xia Wuji wiped out the last remnant of He Zhenxiong in the Qiushui Spirit Sword, and tried to inject the Astral Qi into it, and the Qiushui Sword immediately burst into a shocking brilliance.

can use!

His eyes lit up.

But then he sighed in his heart.

Too bad it's a sword!

It's not that he can't use the sword, it's that he doesn't like it very much.

Although I don't like it very much, the Spirit Sword can still play a big role in critical moments.

He did not let Qiushui Sword recognize the master, but put the sword away.

Went to He Zhenxiong's body, touched him, and found nothing except the storage ring.

It looks like the good stuff is hidden in the storage ring.

He Zhenxiong has died, and the storage ring has become an ownerless thing.

Spiritual power enters...

The corner of Xia Wuji's mouth raised a satisfied arc.

He immediately put it away, bent his legs, and kicked the ground violently.

All the bones on the ground shook, and then the whole person rushed up like a cannonball.

Go back to the passage above and walk out of the cave without looking back.

It seems unpleasant, but in fact, one step is a few meters away, and in a blink of an eye, you are out of the cave.

Look up to the sky.

The sky is full of stars, and a waning moon hangs in the sky in the distance.

Under the night, the entire Yuguizong is like a gloomy and terrifying hell.

Night is the world of ghosts.

It is also his world.

rumbling—

A figure approached from a distance at a high speed, bringing a burst of wind and thunder.

Xia Wuji's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he could see that it was the old man of Jindan stage who broke into the cave with He Zhenxiong.

He Yuguan came quickly, and the huge ghost king behind him followed like a shadow, and the terrifying coercion was overwhelming.

"You were the one who killed my son?"

He Yuguan was hunting in his clothes, his white hair was flying, and he shouted violently.

He felt He Zhenxiong's breath from Xia Wuji's body.

Xia Wuji's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he saw the huge ghost king that was several dozen feet tall, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Is this big?

Mind a move.

The ghost king appeared.

Big!

Peng~

The black robe of the ghost king's avatar exploded immediately, and his body soared, reaching a height of hundreds of feet.

The ghost king avatar at this time is no longer a mass of black gas, but a solid entity with bulging muscles all over the body.

It's not a handsome boy, but a real evil ghost with a ferocious face, blue face and fangs, and a dark body.

The long hair is automatic without wind, swaying freely in the air, with two rings hanging from both ears, wide mouth and tiger eyes, and a terrifying face.

A broad back, well-developed pectoral muscles, and unimaginably thick arms.

The two legs are like giant pillars, and the long legs are several meters long, flying wildly.

The whole body is cast like molten iron.

As soon as it appeared, the fierce power surged into the sky, frightening He Yuguan's ghost king with horror on his face.

Mad, meet the real king!

He Yuguan was also stunned.

This is... the ghost king?

It's too big!

And it's still an entity!

Do ghosts have entities?

Isn't this a devil...or a devil?

The ghost king avatar grinned widely: "Jie Jie Jie, tell me, how many times do you want to die!"

The sound shook all directions, piercing the soul.

After saying that, the huge palm suddenly clenched, forming a huge fist.

He punched He Yuguan and the ghost king behind him with a punch.

The space burst, forming a terrifying ripple, and the whole world seemed to be distorted.

not good!

Feeling the huge power, He Yuguan suddenly lost his soul.

With both hands clasped, various defensive talismans appeared in front of him without money.

In an instant, the layers are stacked, and the brilliance is magnificent.

"Block me-"

He Yuguan roared.

boom! ! !

Dozens of huge talismans were blown up with one punch.

No matter how strong the talisman is, it needs mana to support it, but obviously, He Yuguan's mana is not enough to maximize the defense of the talisman.

At the same time, the level of these talismans is not enough to resist the pure and huge physical power of the ghost king clone.

No matter what magic power you have, I will break it with one punch!

The power of the fist was unabated, and it hit He Yuguan and the shivering Ghost King fiercely.

Peng~~~

The sky was raining blood, and the black mist filled the air.

He Yuguan and his ghost king were blown up by one punch.

The ghost king avatar grabbed with a big hand, grabbed He Yuguan's remnant soul and his ghost king energy, and devoured it.

Xia Wuji put away He Yuguan's storage ring with a casual move.

With a thought, the ghost king clone took a step away, striding into the darkness.

bang bang bang...

Landslides and fissures.

Countless howls...

That night, no one escaped from the Yuguizong except those who were outside, and all were killed.

At this time, Xia Wuji was reading leisurely in the library of Yuguizong.

As for the old man who was often dozing off guarding the library, he had already let him fall asleep forever.

Most of the books in the library are some ghost control techniques, and even some room-in-the-room techniques, and side-by-side.

It's like harvesting and cutting, turning people into animals, skinning and changing faces, and then raising ghosts to harm people.

Xia Wuji has always scoffed at these sorcerers.

Only those with unrighteous minds, evil hearts, and unrighteous views will cultivate this kind of thing.

In Yugui Sect, these sorcerers are neatly and orderly placed on the bookshelf, which shows that this sect itself is a very evil sect.

On the contrary, some upright books were randomly placed on a small partition below.

"Nanzhou Chronicle" is one of them.

Xia Wuji flipped through the book, and the powerful mental power read the book extremely fast, almost one page per second.

I finished reading this book of "Southern State Chronicles" soon.

"I can't believe that there are so many sects in this southern state..."

Qingxuan Pavilion, Yugui Sect, Earth Demon Sect, Yinjian Sect, Hehuan Sect, Su Nugu...

Using Xue Wuhen's standard of judgment, none of these sects entered the rank.

He put away the "Nanzhou Chronicle" at will, and all other magic arts were destroyed by him.

In the lower corner of the bookshelf, there are several books.

Xia Wuji's eyes lit up slightly.

Is there a good practice?

In general, opportunities come in this way.

For example, the book on the legs of the table is actually a remnant of a peerless exercise technique... and many people don't know what it is.

Is this also?

Xia Wuji excitedly picked up the dusty books.

With a flick of the hand, the dust was swept away, and a few words on the book were suddenly revealed: "On the Importance of Posture", "What should I do if I become weak after a night?" ", "After the ghost enters the body, does the human control the ghost or the ghost controls the human".

Xia Wuji was a little curious and opened it to take a look...

Can not help but disappointed.

It's not a secret book, but an explanation of some of the younger disciples' experience in controlling ghosts.

At this moment, the ghost king clone came back.

He recovered to about his height, handed him a dozen storage rings and a bunch of storage bags, and then disappeared.

Seeing so many trophies in his hands, Xia Wuji sighed slightly, the amount of work is a bit large.

Immediately, he began to investigate one by one with excitement in his eyes...

All the underwear and underwear were thrown aside, and all the spirit stones were put away.

After a while, I turned to a book, the yellow one, the pages of which were ocher yellow.

But seeing the handwriting on it, Xia Wuji's eyes lit up.

"Martial footwork!"