The Invincible School Flower Master

To be honest, no matter how strong Xiao Han is, with his current strength, he is indeed not the opponent of this great elder. If two people fight, the final outcome will undoubtedly be the victory of the great elder, and even Xiao Han can save his life in front of the great elder. It's a very difficult thing.

But the result of the great elder was not to kill Xiao Han, but to see if Xiao Han could hold on for a quarter of an hour under his dark cloud, then Xiao Han knew that he was not certain to lose.

Thinking of this, Xiao Han was relieved a lot.

If I can't beat you, I can't beat you, but for a quarter of an hour under the dark clouds, I really don't believe he can't do it.

Then, Xiao Han squatted slightly on his knees and slowly assumed a majestic posture.

The spiritual energy all over his body was mobilized to the extreme, and Xiao Han was ready to take action at any time.

Before Xiao Han and Xie Chunqiu had a close fight, making Xiao Han's physical body stronger, and a casual punch was an earth-shattering reaction.

Xiao Han suddenly clenched his fists, his whole body leaked out, and a golden dragon appeared all over his body.

This is the boxing spirit that Xiao Han learned from Xie Chunqiu.

In the fight against Xie Chunqiu, Xiao Han received not only physical polishing and improvement in strength, but also changes in his moves.

A strong man at Xiao Han's level only needs to watch the battle on the spot to learn the moves used by other gas refiners, and if he makes another move, he can imitate it.

Xiao Han closed his eyes, and the breath of pure spiritual energy in his body, according to the way Xie Chunqiu worked at that time, the spiritual energy flowed quickly, like the water of a big river rushing into the sea, and it was up and down Xiao Han's body in an instant.

Xiao Han suddenly opened his eyes, lifted his foot, and stomped heavily on the ground.

"Rumble..."

Not only was the whole martial arts field shook, the swords, guns and sticks on the wooden frame swayed endlessly, and many weapons swayed and fell to the ground. As for the houses around this martial arts field, dust was flying almost at the same time.

Xiao Han shouted angrily, and the voice spread far away, and in this silent night, it seemed particularly shocking.

Xiao Han first blasted the figure in the sky with one punch, and then kept his fists out, punch after punch.

Xiao Han punched again and again, stomped again and again to borrow strength.

The whole earth under Feixian Town shook and rumbling, almost like a cow turning over.

This is the process of Xiao Han's continuous gathering of strength, punches and punches superimposed on each other, and in front of the middle-aged man, it is already earth-shattering.

Originally, Xiao Han was not good at fisting, but today’s fight with Xiaoyao Sect’s elder Xie Chunqiu made Xiao Han understand the strength of his physical body. In very close combat, even if it was shot from a long distance, Fist, power is also very terrifying.

It is said that some Qi refiners who have reached the pinnacle of fist will be full of fist in every move. With one punch, they can hit the rain curtain in the sky back hundreds of feet, and they dare not descend on the earth. How shocking is the power of a punch.

Xiao Han didn't think too much. The reason why he didn't use the Sky Sword when he shot, he chose to rely on his fist to make a punch, because it was just the billowing dark clouds above Feixian Town at this time, like the one about to descend on the earth. Heavy rain curtains are generally no different.

Xiao Han hit one punch after another, so that the layers of rain in the sky rolled back to the sky in front of my fists.

When Xiao Han blasted his first punch, the middle-aged man above the dark clouds, dressed in a white robe, was hunting.

The great elder of Xiaoyao Sect, his face was calm, even if Xiao Han had already appeared, there was no wave in his face and eyes.

He gently waved his hand as if casually, urging the billowing dark cloud to fall gently, as if holding a huge army in his hand to suppress a land of projectiles.

Naturally, that small martial arts training ground was not in his eyes.

The middle-aged man, the great elder of Xiaoyao Sect, narrowed his eyes to look at Xiao Han on the martial arts field in Feixian Town, and laughed blankly.

"You little guy, you really don't know how high the sky is, the old man will let you know how many catties my dark cloud falls."

The Great Elder sitting on the dark clouds still felt a little funny after Xiao Han's continuous punches.

His dark cloud is more than just a cloud.

How strong is Xiao Han's fist?

If there is no real realm as a support, it is just an attic looking at the gorgeous sky.

After all, Xiao Han's cultivation realm and strength are only in the middle of the psychic phase, no matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to display the strength of the quiet stage cultivation realm, right?

However, although the Great Elder didn't put Xiao Han's strength in his eyes, he really coveted the sky sword that was hovering quietly next to Xiao Han.

When Xiao Han punched out, the sky sword still hovered quietly beside Xiao Han, guarding it like a guard.

At this time, it was possible to guard the fairy sword beside him, and the rank must be high and scary, even the great elder of Xiaoyao Sect couldn't help being a little moved.

As long as Xiao Han is beheaded, this sky sword will soon become an unowned thing?

Even for the great elder of Xiaoyao Sect, getting a sword in the sky is a great surprise.

Before he took the shot, he first summoned the fairy sword. Isn't this open to the eyes of the treasure?

The elder didn't even look at Xiao Han who was punching, but stared at the sword beside Xiao Han.

A good thing is indeed a good thing, but it can't be said to be a veritable weapon of magic.

With the eyes of the elder of Xiaoyao Sect, he was naturally different from others.

Even Xie Chunqiu, Liu Chunfeng and Mu Tiezhu, the elders of Xiaoyao Sect, only vaguely felt that the Sky Sword in Xiao Han's hand was a bit extraordinary, but they couldn't see through the Sky Sword like the great elder.

At the level of the great elder, whether it is his cultivation level or strength, he is already a top-notch master in the entire world, and the treasures that can enter the eyes of their law are naturally rare.

Today, by the side of a foreigner, I actually saw a baby that even the elder was shocked. How rare is it?

It is false to say that it is not tempted. The strong at the level of the elder seldom are tempted by some magic weapons. It is very rare to be able to encounter a good weapon here.

With the pressure of the great elder's magic weapon "Dark Cloud Falling", in the small Feixian Town, almost everyone began to feel a little overwhelmed.

Some frail young women and children were even more so frightened that they didn't dare to come out.

In the streets and alleys of Feixian Town, some yellow-mouthed children were so scared that they couldn't stop crying. The woman at home brought the children into the inner room, comforting them with kind words.

As for the men in the family, most of them are Qi refiners with a low level of cultivation. At this time, they either hide in the room and dare not come out, or stand by the window sill with their heads up, watching the lower and lower pressure. The billowing dark clouds.

Old and young women and children may just feel that their chests are tight and panic, but some young and strong men, especially those with a certain level of cultivation, feel even more uncomfortable.

The feeling of oppression that came out of the billowing dark clouds made every Qi refiner in Feixian Town feel bored, and felt that the limbs were under tremendous pressure.

The more advanced a Qi refiner, the greater the pressure he can feel.

A gas refiner with an unstable realm, even under this kind of oppression, has no desire to resist.

As the billowing cloud lowered and lowered, many people began to tremble all over, and involuntarily wanted to fall to the ground.

In the entire Feixian Town, only Liu Chunfeng and Mu Tiezhu standing on the roof were able to be as stable as Mount Tai under this pressure.

However, Liu Chunfeng and Mu Tiezhu were far less relaxed than they seemed on the surface.

The faces of Liu Chunfeng and Mu Tiezhu, who were standing on the roof, were very solemn, and the roof under their feet gradually creaked overwhelmedly.

Had it not been for Liu Chunfeng and Mu Tiezhu who wanted to watch the battle between Xiao Han and Xiaoyaozong from beginning to end, I am afraid they would have jumped down and hid in the house.

There were huge movements in Feixian Town that looked like an earthquake. Many residents of Feixian Town were surprised to find that in the direction of the martial arts field, among the dust, there were fist intent condensed one after another, and those fist intent gradually grew stronger. .

The fist in the martial arts field first showed the size of an arm and the size of a bowl, then slowly expanded to the size of a well, and then continued to change.

A series of boxing intent, like a broken bamboo, rushed to the sky again and again, this scene seems to be that someone is constantly punching the sea of ​​clouds.

Many people feel dumbfounded. Under such pressure, there are still people who dare to punch the sky?

To know that the dark cloud coming from the top now brings the kind of oppression that makes it very difficult for a Qi refiner at the Jindanqi cultivation level to stand on the spot.

Above the martial arts field.

Xiao Han didn't stand dry and punched at the sky. After every punch he hits, Xiao Han would move to the side and punch from different angles to strengthen his fist.

After Xiao Han's continuous blasting of seven or eight punches, Xiao Han's boxing power has reached its peak.

The force of punching again can already crush the roar caused by his foot stamping on the ground.

The fist created by Xiao Han soared into the sky, wrapped in the roaring wind and thunder, and the momentum was amazing.

At the same time, the tiles on the roofs of the houses around the martial arts ground were layered on top of each other, crackling and cracking suddenly.

With Xiao Han standing as the center, cracks appeared on the surrounding floor, and these cracks spread quickly, forming a spider web on the entire martial arts field.

Every time Xiao Han lifted his foot and stomped it down, on the bluestone ground of the martial arts training ground, Xiao Han had long stepped on more than a dozen huge pits of different depths, and the bluestone slabs under his feet were all powdered.