The one-eyed Xuanyin Bull suddenly became pressed and his body sank slightly, and his speed immediately slowed down.

However, its power is far beyond any demon king. When he felt someone attacking it, he let out a huge roar and suddenly appeared on his body.

The black light hit the palm of Iron Handhou's hand, causing blood to appear on the corners of Iron Handhou's mouth.

Tie Shuhou's face changed rapidly, and he tried his best to suppress the one-eyed Xuanyin Niu, shouting: "Hurry, I can't support it!"

The huge body of the one-eyed Xuanyin cattle has reached an incredible level.

The iron hand can suppress it and cannot move, and this kind of power is considered strength.

"kill!"

The long sword in Zimuhou's hand turned into a dazzling light, breaking through the void and slashing onto the one-eyed Xuanyin Niu.

However, the short sword in his hand came out and shot straight towards the nose of the one-eyed Xuanyin Bull.

The body of the cow is huge and powerful, but they usually have one weakness, that is, their noses! Just attack their noses and you can win quickly! Ziweihou obviously knows the weakness of the one-eyed Xuanyin bull, and he goes towards its nose as soon as he strikes.

"call out!"

The sword aura emitted by the Purple-Eye Hou Long Sword pierced into the forehead of the one-eyed Xuanyin Bull, but the short sword was inserted into its nose, heading towards its heart, cutting off the vitality of the one-eyed Xuanyin Bull! “Bang!”

The one-eyed Xuanyin Niu was actually killed by two powerful demon kings in one encounter.

………………                                                            

Chen Xiu let out a long breath.

After six hours of healing, his injuries finally recovered, and his cultivation level made vague progress.

"The strength gap between the demon kings is so big. I don't know how much stronger that Xi Ji is than Yin Jing, Zhan Shulong and the others!"

"Luckily he didn't chase him, otherwise I would be dead!"

"Next time I meet this guy, I will definitely hide away!"

"By the way, that demon pill!"

"For this thing, I almost lost my life. I must use its effectiveness to the extreme, otherwise I will lose a lot!"

Chen Xiu's thoughts moved slightly and took out the dragon's inner elixir. His spiritual sense sank into the inner elixir. He only felt a majestic and distant aura, which came from the inner elixir. When his mind touched this aura, he actually trembled slightly.

"What a powerful aura! This aura is crushing like a mountain. Could it be that this is the will of the White Ape Demon!"

Chen Xiu was surprised and delighted, and he felt this breath carefully.

The spiritual will of the ancient strong man has been deeply engraved in every part of his body and has been immortal for thousands of years.

Some particularly powerful ancient powers, as long as they have a hair or a drop of blood, can be reborn again even if their body turns into ashes.

The White Ape Demon is an ancient powerful man, and the dragon is just after his body is damaged and his hair becomes sperm. However, this hair is of great help to Chen Xiu.

With a careful sense, Chen Xiu finally locked in the will left by the White Ape Demon.

"This will of the monster seems to contain the memory of the white ape monster.

However, this strange condensation of will, in order to obtain the memory, you must refine this great demon will!"

After Chen Xiu's careful response, he felt enlightened in his heart.

"Buzz!"

Chen Xiu's mind moved and began to refine the will of the White Ape Demon.

"Boom!"

As he refined, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in Chen Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness with a cold face and long arms above his knees and white hair and beards.

The middle-aged man with white beard looked cold and shouted, "Who has such a big face that he dares to refine my will!"

"Swish!"

With the voice of the middle-aged man with white beard, an indescribable fist gust came towards Chen Xiu.

This fist is obviously extremely simple, but Chen Xiu could not avoid it.

In horror, Chen Xiuqilin's arm condensed the strength of his whole body and displayed the most powerful self-created boxing and fighting technique - Poyun.

"boom!"

The fist was hitting Chen Xiu's fist. Chen Xiu only felt a shock in his mind and his head buzzing. A kind of pain from the depths of his soul spread throughout his body and almost lost consciousness.

"So terrible! This white ape monster will is left over tens of thousands of years ago, and it actually has such terrible power! What a terrible ancient strong man!"

Chen Xiu's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help but retract his spiritual power and withdraw from the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, the middle-aged man with white bearded said a little "huh", his eyes stared at Chen Xiu, and said, "Boy, you can actually take my attack! And I have been killing many masters throughout my life.

The boxing you have performed is something I have never seen before.

Tell me what kind of boxing technique I just performed?”

At this time, Chen Xiu found that he could not leave the sea of ​​consciousness at all. He couldn't help but complain in his heart, bowed respectfully and said, "My younger brother's boxing skills are created by himself."

“Homemade?”

The middle-aged man in white beard praised, "It's amazing! Let me tell me, what kind of boxing did you create it?"

Chen Xiu's punch to destroy Yun was to condense the boxing techniques he had learned. It was created based on the ancient version of "Tao Te Ching". Most of them were Tai Chi learned on Earth as the key guide. However, the Tai Chi difference from the combat skills of the prehistoric continent is also very different. He can't finish all kinds of mystery. He can't finish it in his mind for three days and three nights. Not only does a very pretentious word appear in his mind, blurting out his mouth.

"He is strong, and the breeze blows on the hills.

He lets him go, and the bright moon shines on the river."

"He is strong, and the breeze blows on the hills.

He lets him go, and the bright moon shines on the river!"

The middle-aged man with white beard repeated once, laughed wildly, and said, "Okay... OK, time actually has such boxing principles! I am a trace of consciousness left by my body. If you can get my memory, your boxing skills will definitely make great progress.

but.

I am a white ape, and all my boxing insights have been obtained through my hard work.

Even if I die, my memory cannot be easily handed over to others.

Boy, now I can use two more moves, you can take my next two moves.

My will will dissipate and the memory will belong to you.

If you can't accept it, then you have nothing to do - die!                                                       

The middle-aged man with white beard raised his hand and another fist came silently! Chen Xiu knew that he was now at the forefront of life and death.

If he cannot take the attack from the White Ape Demon, his sea of ​​consciousness will be shattered, his soul will be scattered, and he will die without a place to bury him! “Swish!”

Chen Xiu raised his palm to make a knife, and this time he used the sword technique - Po Shan.

The fist power used by the middle-aged man with white beard contains a mysterious artistic conception, which is simple and terrifying. With fists against fists, Chen Xiu himself has no chance of winning. Only the indomitable momentum of Poshan can compete with it!
Chapter completed!