Wu Ling's heart was firm for a while, and he had to get sluggish when he shot, and then he became resolute again. With the boundless power of Wudang combat skills, the sky and the earth were blasted towards Song Yuqi, who was unstable. Suddenly, it was as if there was a giant wave in the sea and the sky, sweeping along the way, crushing countless boulders into fragments, flying all over the sky!
Song Yujia was extremely angry, and her face was full of violence and resentment: "Wu Ling, dare you!"
"What's not to dare!" Wu Ling screamed fiercely, the qi in the mirror of Zhenwu Universe was released, and the essence of Taijiquan was softened, and the power of instantaneous explosion was blown away!
The roaring roar and the slamming sound whirled in the sky, Song Yuqi's strength was not as strong as Song Yujia's one-tenth of a thousand. His face was pale, blood spurted, and he was blasted for a hundred meters, and he let out a miserable cry: "The Song family will remember Yours, my eldest sister will definitely kill you, and vowed to punish your nine races!"
"Okay, have the backbone!" Wu Ling was murderous, the sorrowful color in his eyes seemed to be real, "If this is the case, then take me another punch."
Song Yuqi's talent is not outstanding, and his strength is average. If it were not in a hurry, Song Yujia had blocked most of the power in Wu Ling's fist for him, I am afraid he would have been blasted to pieces.
Song Yuqi lay on the ground, bitterly resentful and mad, he just wanted to turn around and pull his leg to drag his injured body and escape.
But he still underestimated Wu Ling!
Wu Ling is a natural fighting madman, and his sensitivity to the battle situation is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. Especially with the keenness that has been honed in the constant battle, it is almost a plan ahead of time!
Slowly raise the fist, condensed like a mountain, destroy the sky with one finger, and use the boundless power as the chest finger!
"Furious Thunder Finger!"
Bright light bursts instantly!
For a while, the so-called precision guidance was nothing but that. The majesty of a finger actually blasted the air a little, and beat the sky right through it, accompanied by a fierce and tragic momentum!
Suddenly, Wu Ling, regardless of his killing intent and momentum, climbed straight to the summit, as if there was nothing in the world. The only punch in the world was filled with all his concentration and understanding!
After a few vomiting, a few contractions, and a few shocks, the world shuddered under the power of this finger! Just like a giant mountain falling, the momentum is unmatched, straight to teach the world to move!
"How can he use such a terrifying power with a four-layer easy muscle! It is impossible to take a human life from a hundred meters away." Song Yuqi shuddered under the power of this trick, his face was earthy, and he screamed wildly.
In the blink of an eye, Zhong Song Yuqi's chest suddenly burst, like a meteor being blasted down, bleeding from the seven holes, and his body was crushed by the terrible thunder that was expelled from the qi. He was completely unhuman!
Li Yufan and Wu Xianyang witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and they were horrified: "His move is so powerful, it is even stronger than the power on his fist just now! Could it be that he did it with all his strength? Real strength."
"Dare you beast?" Song Yujia was horrified. Song Yuqi is the only male in the second generation of the Song family. He carries all the hopes of the family, and his status in the Song family is higher than her Song Yujia. The death of Song Yuqi means that the Song family will never end. How can this be tolerated
Song Yujia yelled and shook herself up, which really relieved Song Yuqi's suffering. If you fight seriously, Song Yujia may not be as good as Wu Ling. However, as soon as Wu Ling came up, he rushed to attack. With the most staunch style of play, the continuous bombardment caused Song Yujia to fight back without any gap.
Hearing Song Yujia's shout, Wu Ling finally stopped and jumped out of the battle group, turning around to face Song Yujia happily.
After a while, Song Yujia got closer and closer to him, and it was just another palm slap. Wu Lingjiao was stabbed with a caterpillar, and at the same time stepped on Yuhua Dengxianbu to bully him over.
Song Yujia rushed over at the same time, she didn't believe it, she was really no match for Wu Ling!
The moment the two met, Wu Ling turned around coldly, his face and eyes filled with the color of steel: "You are dead!"
"Furious Thunder Finger!"
"Faxiang Gong!"
Wu Ling and Song Yujia collided like ghosts, and in a flash, they used Wudang's stunt and Huayu Pavilion's secret skill to instantly explode!
The other six Song family masters wanted to help, but couldn't rely on them at all, so they had to hug Song Yuqi, who was unclear about his life and death, and hide away. Once Wu Ling and Song Yujia got in touch, they would never have a chance to intervene. He fled the scene as quickly as possible, for fear of being affected by the qi of the four-layered strong man.
. "Happy, so happy!" Wu Ling was sweating profusely, and because of the heartfelt playing, she was just excited, "Okay, okay. It's been a long time since I met such a tough opponent."
Once the battle started, Wu Ling's level of concentration was simply shocking. He screamed wildly in his heart, while concentrating, vaguely realized some of the principles of boxing, and the faithful will understand it bit by bit.
This Taijiquan, which resembled a spring breeze and rain, was immediately displayed perfectly. Song Yujia secretly cried out, "Who is this? A set of obviously feminine fist techniques not only displayed a strong momentum, but also continued to fight for so long. "
Compared with the thunderous palm and angry thunder fingering that killed all the masters of the Song family just now, Tai Chi's fist is much softer. Just like the spring breeze and rain, it makes people meet the spring breeze. However, this lingering spring breeze also carries the strong meaning of the cold winter wind.
Wu Ling's expression seemed relaxed, but in fact, his heart had been on the alert. At this time, he did not use Taijiquan as a flash of light, but after many considerations, it was a matter of course.
There is ancient meaning in Taijiquan, universe in Taijiquan, gossip in Taijiquan, and true meaning of martial arts in Taijiquan.
Performing Taijiquan can make him calm and unmoved by foreign objects. While fighting Song Yujia, he can also adjust the chaotic Qi Qi in the Zhenwu Universe Mirror, without causing the Qi Qi to retrograde and bury the root of the evil.
When he was fighting fiercely with the masters of the Song family, he sensed that the qi in the Zhenwu Universe Mirror had abnormally changed due to the sudden advancement, which seemed to be a warning. Therefore, he used Tai Chi's meticulous and calming power to gradually calm down these violent Qi Qi.
Combining the Zhenwu Universe Mirror, Taijiquan's fist intent is extremely negative, and it becomes chaotic. In addition, Wu Ling's physical body is extremely powerful under the tempering of the Five Elements Huanhuawan, and the ability to withstand it is beyond imagination.
Using Taijiquan, on the one hand, it can resist Song Yujia's Faxiang Gong, and on the other hand, it can calm the qi, why not do it.
Wu Ling pretended to be a casual trick, but in fact he had already raised his guard.
However, the only disadvantage of using Taijiquan is that in the eyes of outsiders who don't know the truth, Wu Ling's fist is much weaker.
Feeling the slight change in Wu Ling's fist, Song Yujia was suddenly happy: "Huh, little beast, after all, it's physically exhausted!"
At this moment, Wu Ling had a warning sign in his heart. In a blink of an eye, a rainbow-like graceful figure, mingled in the endless wind, condensed into boundless might and blasted at him!
"No, this girl is indeed the fourth layer of Yijin!" Wu Ling was not surprised and rejoiced. He pretended to be a lie, as if he was bombarded by Song Yujia's trick without any precaution, biting the tip of his tongue and spitting out a hot song. Those who are dizzy will stumble and fly away!
"Hey, he didn't die when he was involved in the Supreme Secret Technique of Huayu Pavilion. There are really some small ways. No wonder you can kill the third uncle." Song Yujia screamed coldly and chased him in the form of a long electric.
As soon as Song Yujia fell together, she drew close in the blink of an eye.
Wu Ling perceives the movement, and is slightly surprised: "This woman is so good. It seems that she said that her strength is useless at five levels, and what she said is not false." She was injured in a deceit, and screamed, with a crazy instant explosion. , And quickly opened up some distance.
Song Yujia Leng Xiao: Little beast, if you escape to the end of the world, I will kill you too. "
Wu Ling's hands and feet swayed continuously, consistent. His whole body was soaked in sweat, and his blue shirt was close to his body. The original soft muscle lines instantly highlighted the hard edges and corners of steel, and his explosive body was like cast steel.
"Why nonsense!" With a maddening word, Wu Ling didn't change his color, but in fact his inner fighting spirit was violent. Three steps and two steps, one vigorous step forward: "Take me a trick of'Tai Chi'."
A vigorous step rushed forward, and in an instant, the gang energy rushed toward the face with an extremely fierce force. Song Yujia's heart was shocked: "This man is so ferocious, like a tiger hunting! This person dared to regard me as a rabbit, so no one looks at me!"
Wu Ling had originally taken an escape posture. At this moment, his body suddenly turned around, which was in sharp contrast. Song Yujia was blinded by Wu Ling's move just now, but he was hit by Wu Ling's plot without checking.
How can you be shocked for a moment? When Song Yujia hadn't reacted yet, Tai Chi had already been printed slowly.
This fist was soft and looked like a cotton ball, with no power to speak of. When it was printed in front of Song Yujia, it suddenly weighed tens of thousands of kilograms: "Are you not convinced?"
Song Yujia snapped under her feet, she was shorter, her eyes, ears and nose were soaked with blood, and she was suffocated by Wu Ling's single fist: "I. I. I don't accept it!"
The power of this punch seemed to have weighed hundreds of thousands of catties in an instant. The bones of Song Yujia's whole body were creaking, and blood was spurting wildly. She looked at Wu Ling, who was incomprehensible, and started crying, and finally gave in: "I, I took it!"
A fist is like a mountain, compelling to subdue Song Yujia, what kind of demeanor, what kind of momentum, what kind of mighty power.
"If you take it, then go to die!" Wu Ling didn't have a hint of pity for this defeated general. He knew that if Song Yujia was not killed at this time, Song Yujia would have a chance in the future and would definitely not let him go. .
This world is like this, since the great feud has been forged, there is absolutely no reason to stop here.
Just when Wu Ling buckled his hands and wanted to kill Song Yujia, a stern wind came: "Young man, stop!"