The punch broke through the wind and hit the surrounding air, forming countless whirlpools. With this punch, the outer disciple named Zhou used all his strength, striking out the essence of Rolling Stone Boxing. Although it is not like the illusion of rolling boulders before, the strength is concentrated, and the Hou Tian Qi in the body is also fully activated, and a rumbling resonance sound is emitted between the muscles and bones. He believed that even Lan Fengling, who was number one in the outer sect, might not be able to take this punch. Sure enough, seeing this punch, Yang Fan's eyes became a little more solemn. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that this punch probably contained at least 15,000 kilograms of force. Although he was not afraid, he would not be careless. Inhale, condense, and when you exhale, punch out, there is no sound of wind, but the punch is as strong as a mountain, combined with the heavy blood in the body, it seems to break the world. The face of the outer disciple Zhou changed drastically when this punch came towards him. He just felt that this punch was like a hill pushing towards him. There was no way to resist it, and he immediately regretted his actions. However, although he is a small person, a small person also has the instinct to survive, even more so than some big people. He gritted his teeth, and all the energy in his body suddenly burst out, and he punched Yang Fan directly, hitting the vulnerable part of Yang Fan's face. "Physical cultivation, no matter how strong the physical cultivation is, can't harden the head. Don't you dare to take this punch from me?" This is the inner thought of the outer disciple named Zhou. His move is to surround Wei and save Zhao, forcing Yang Fan to ask for help so that he can avoid the mountain-like heavy punch. "But what he didn't expect was that he could change his moves, and Yang Fan could also change his moves. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? It was Yang Fan¡¯s fists that changed, and the soft-water fist was exerted, and the blood in his body resounded, and it turned into the sound of tidal waves, and it easily sealed the two fists of the outer disciple surnamed Zhou. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Boom! These two punches hit Yang Fan's arm and back in no particular order, but the outer disciple named Zhou felt that they were hit in the empty space. Then, a strong force came from the contact point. It shook his whole body and flew out. Poof! Blood spat out, and the outer disciple named Zhou looked at Yang Fan in horror: "How is that possible! How can you be so powerful!" Yang Fan didn't say anything, but looked at him coldly, making him feel cold in his heart. "You! Don't be proud. If you hurt me today, someone will kill you tomorrow!" Thinking that Yang Fan would have to fight Jin Siming tomorrow, he plucked up the courage to put down these harsh words, and then rolled away and ran away. go out. Of course, Yang Fan would not chase him. If he wanted to kill him, there was no need to cause trouble in Zhenwu Sect. As for what he said about someone killing him tomorrow, Yang Fan directly ignored him. In this world where strength is respected, it is actually very difficult to prevent others from killing you. As small as a quarrel, as big as luck, treasure, and hatred, people can kill people. Although major forces continue to maintain calm on the surface, this is just the surface. The danger inside is as clear as Li Changfeng's memories. Yang Fan, how could he not know? He could even guess that if this person wanted to kill him, he would definitely be sowing discord and plotting behind his back. However, Yang Fan was not afraid of these things. If there was a chance, he was ready to kill this person, but Now is not a good time. After the battle just now, he had some vague understanding in his heart, and naturally he would not let go of this opportunity to kill. Close your eyes and stand still. In his mind, what he recalled was the punch that defeated the enemy just now. That punch, although it was a soft water boxing technique, but Yang Fan couldn't help but use the force-control technique he used when practicing the forty-nine epee postures. This use immediately opened a new door to martial arts for him. The method can be used universally, but what about the sword moves? Yang Fan has heard that there are powerful people who can use all kinds of moves at will without restraint. In the past, he always felt that there was no way to get in. Even if he obtained Li Changfeng's memory, there were very few martial arts skills among them. It wouldn't be able to help him much, but now, he felt that he could start with epee moves. At the moment, Yang Fan thought he could give it a try. Doing whatever comes to mind is a good habit that Yang Fan has developed in martial arts. I could only see his fist moving and punching out, and an amazing aura came out of that fist. The air between heaven and earth was pulled and turned into countless fist winds, which were extremely fierce. But Yang Fan shook his head: "No, it's not like that. It only has its shape, but no essence." Then, he punched out again. This time, it still hit the air around it.It exploded, but it was still not the change Yang Fan wanted. Just like that, Yang Fan did not go back to the main room to rest. He would not sleep on the occupied bed. In addition, he was in a state of cultivation. Yang Fan had always been undistracted. Because of this, he progress will be so rapid. Its daybreak. A flash of white fish belly appears on the horizon, and then, the rays of the sunrise shine through the earth, bringing vitality. Yang Fan no longer punches, but stands still. The essence of the Forty-nine Epee Styles lies in the forty-nine sword intentions, but after all, the fist is not a sword. He can use the sword intention into the move, but he cannot use the sword intention into the body. "Unless I can truly master these sword intentions, my epee boxing skills will only be tangible but not real." Wanting to understand this, Yang Fan's mind also withdrew from practice. This night's insights, But it's not that he gained nothing at all. At least he has opened the door to the connection between fist and sword. If he has a chance to realize the sword intention or fist intention in the future, he will no longer have any psychological barriers when using it on the sword or fist. . And when you think about reaching the point where you can do whatever you want without any restrictions, this level is the saddest. After relaxing, Yang Fan felt extremely exhausted physically and mentally. That night, whether it was enlightenment or trying to use the sword's intention to fist, he consumed too much energy. This cannot be repaired by absorbing spiritual energy, just like it is impossible for a person to Just like constantly eating instead of sleeping, it is impossible for Yang Fan to be in cultivation all the time just because he has the Qiqiao Exquisite Heart. Of course, with the nourishment of spiritual energy, the body will be strong, and the spirit will also be benefited. That's why Yang Fan was able to stay at the bottom of the Blood Cave Pond and the Chunyang Sword Immortal's cave for two years and one month. "It's dawn, stand on the Tiger King Stake and rest for a while." The Tiger King Stake now no longer has the function of tempering the bones, because Yang Fan has been reborn, but it has the effect of calming the mind and recuperating the mind. This is also the function of all Zhuang techniques and static skills. common effects. Yang Fan can¡¯t cultivate true energy, and he doesn¡¯t know much about internal meditation. Apart from the Tiger King Stake, he really can¡¯t find any other techniques. After setting up the Tiger King Stake, the Qiqiao Exquisite Heart also started to activate, but naturally the intensity would not be very high. Too much intensity would cause great fluctuations in the spiritual energy of the world and bring unnecessary trouble to Yang Fan. But what he didn¡¯t expect was that trouble was never caused by himself, but by others. Just when he was practicing the Tiger King Stake, the Lingjian Sect's wedding ceremony had been prepared, just like people in the secular world getting married, and they came to the Zhenwu Sect with a lot of fanfare. Jin Siming was dressed in red, and his face was even more rosy. This time, he must marry Fang Xuewei back. As for the guy who is said to have disappeared, if he dares to show up, he will be killed. If you don¡¯t dare to show up, that¡¯s good, and it will save you the blood on your big day.