Start Biyou Village: Start with one person and add some horizontal training

Dense silver needles shot at Han Jue from all directions.

It is another unique skill that he is good at.

Inherited from Bi Yuan's thirteen stitches of the ghost gate!

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The sharp silver needles tore through the air.

Attacked with lightning speed.

"Gate of ghosts...needles?"

Han Jue's eyes were empty.

A train of thoughts flashed by.

Compared with Splitting the Empty Palm, the Ghost Gate poses a greater threat to the physical body.

The scary thing about silver needles is that they can pierce the surface with a single point.

Once pierced through the body, it is bound to hurt the internal organs.

Without saying a word, Han Jue launched Yi Jin Washing Marrow.

There are tendons and marrow washing in it to protect the meridians and viscera of the whole body.

Outside, there are Vajra Indestructibility Magical Power, Golden Bell Cover of Ten Thousand Poisons, and Iron Cloth to protect the muscles, bones and flesh.

Foolproof absolute defense!

He rushed forward to meet the ghost gate needle.

He punched out fiercely and fiercely.

The goal is not to shoot down the silver needle.

Instead, he used the frosty air of Tianshuang Fist to slow down Ding Zhangan's movement speed.

Take!Take!Take!

A series of impact sounds sounded.

The silver needles landed on Han Jue's iron-hard muscles one after another.

Still failed to break through the skin.

They all fell to the ground.

"Good boy! Can't even the ghost gate needle break through your horizontal defense?!"

Ding Zhang'an was once again surprised by the intensity of Han Jueheng's hard work.

Pure physical strength reaches this level.

In today's alien world, I'm afraid only Big Brother is as powerful as a tiger.

how can that be possible?

Big Brother has practiced for 40 to [-] years, and spent most of his life obsessed with horizontal training.

How old is this little brother?

Even if he started practicing from the mother's womb, there is no reason why he can stand shoulder to shoulder with that tiger!

Can't figure it out!

All around.

Knowing the power of the thirteen needles of Ding Zhuan's Guimen, all the people in Quan Xing fell silent again.

"What the hell is that guy's body made of?"

Shen Chong adjusted his glasses, full of suspicion.

"The body of the little benefactor is indeed different from ordinary people." Monk Yongjue said with deep emotion.

"Yeah, this fucking is too hard. How can sister Xia He bear it?"

Lu Liang suddenly showed off his driving skills.

Dou Mei: "..."

The woman in black: "..."

Everyone looked at Lu Liang with "you are looking for death".

It's rare that Xia He didn't talk to him leisurely this time.

Otherwise, he would lie on the ground and cry and kowtow and beg for mercy.

Han Jue, whose body was strong enough, completely blocked all the silver needles shot by Ding Zhangan.

The cold air from Tianshuang Fist spread away at the same time, falling around Ding Zhang'an.

"What is it? Is it the cold air condensed by the innate Qi?"

Ding Tao felt sticky and cold under his feet when he settled down.

The flexibility of footsteps is not as good as before.

"There is such a method!"

The ghost gate needle is also ineffective against him!

As a result, Ding Zhang'an knew that his plan to fight at a distance had failed.

He made a wrong step, and squeezed out a strange formula with the ten fingers of both hands.

The ultimate skill, killing the spirit finger!

One is used to increase the ability to protect the body from escaping light and launch attacks.

at the same time.

A mass of pure and heavy innate qi surged out from Ding Zhangan's body, covering him completely.

Seen from the outside, his body seemed to be completely covered by a thick invisible qi hood.

Unique skill, body protection escape light!

The two abilities of one attack and one defense were displayed by him in an instant.

He was going to fight Han Jue head-on.

"Wow! Protecting the body and killing the spirit finger, Brother Ding is going to do it for real."

Lu Liang shouted.

"Wazi's horizontal practice can't even break Xiaoding's split palm and ghost needle, it's incredible."

Xia Liuqing, who had seen a lot in her life, was deeply moved.

Tu Junfang, the corpse demon, did not speak.

There was a strange light in his eyes.

"What will be the result of his horizontal training against my three corpses?"

Shen Chong and Gao Ning looked at each other, seeing each other's helplessness.

Facing this level of extreme defense, plotting a sneak attack is probably a waste of effort.

Xia He, who was always paying attention to the battle situation, breathed a sigh of relief.

His gaze followed Han Jue.

"Oh? Are you planning to confront me head-on? Hahahaha, uh, wish... wish for it!"

Ding Zhangan's actions made Han Jue even more excited.

Playing against each other in the first two rounds is not his favorite mode.

Men should be hard on men!

The winner is decided by muscle collision!

What fun is there in hiding?

It's not hide and seek.

"Come on, little brother. I have learned your horizontal training, now, you might as well come and try to break my light."

Ding Zhangan said calmly with an extremely confident tone.

Han Jue landed fiercely in front of him with a fierce and violent aura.

Not much nonsense.

Raising your arms and raising your hands is a Tianshuang fist!

Bang!

Ding Zhang'an's body shield only fluctuated slightly.

"Huh? The strength of this light is almost catching up with my current ultimate defense. No...it's not the same, he is purely relying on the innate qi released from the outside, and a layer of qi condensed into a shield, like a shield outside the body. Added a set of armor."

"And my absolute defense comes from the muscles themselves, from the muscles, bones, and flesh cells, which are strengthened after various hard exercises and muscle-yielding marrow washing."

Thoughts flashed.

Han Jue punched like a dragon.

He punched seven or eight like a storm.

Fist and fist hit Ding Zhangan's bodyguard at the same position as the escape light.

The effect is lackluster.

7000 points of strength plus the second stage of Tianshuang Fist is still not enough to break his escaping light.

How about trying the Seven Injuries Boxing in the fourth stage and the Vigorous Vajra Kick in the third stage?

Before Ding Zhuan could fight back, Han Jue changed his boxing style from Tianshuang Boxing to Seven Injury Boxing smoothly.

The bronze-colored legs were raised, and dozens of legs were kicked out like a torrential rain.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

After the powerful vajra legs, there is another set of airtight Seven Injuries Fist.

The body shield gradually began to distort and deform.

Ding Zhuan, who was in it, remained motionless, staring at Han Jue quietly.

The spirit-killing fingers of both hands are ready to go.

He wants to kill his opponent with one blow!

The expressions of all the people watching the battle were completely numb!

I thought that Ding Zhuan would easily win the opponent.

I didn't expect to be slapped in the face again and again.

Lu Liang felt tired and didn't like it, so he shut his mouth tightly and stopped talking.

The rest of Quan Xing felt a chill inexplicably.

If Han Jue's opponent was replaced by them instead of Ding Zhuan.

Can they hold back?

After the shadow of fist and leg.

It was Ding Zhuan's turn to launch a counterattack.

He protected his body with light escape, and pounced on Han Jue like a tiger waiting for an opportunity.

The long-awaited Soul-killing Finger struck Han Jue's chest like lightning.

This finger contained ten percent of his strength.

As long as they get hit, even if it's the big brother Ru Hu, Lu Jin, Lu Ci and the like, they will still be injured.