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Volume 1: Pines and Cypresses grow on the top of Wudang Mountain Chapter 92: Beaten to tears and scared to the point of peeing

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    Zhou Tiansheng's fists exploded with strength, punch after punch, like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, hitting Wan's heart and soul.  The subtle steps under Wan Xin's feet are ever-changing, sometimes walking to Mingyi, or stepping back to sister, sometimes "Tai" turns to "No", sometimes "Da Zhuang" turns to "Family", trying his best to change, trying to get rid of  The Taoist boy in green is in his arms.  It¡¯s just that Zhou Tiansheng is like a roundworm in his belly at this time, with calamity all around him, always able to get to his landing spot first. Every time he lands, it¡¯s as if he is being delivered to Zhou Tiansheng¡¯s fist.  What makes Wan Xin feel even worse is that this kid really seems to be possessed by Zhenwu. The punching power in his hands is more than three times greater than before. He is no longer as weak and weak as when he first punched. Even if all the remaining Beiming Zhenqi is  Gathered in the chest and abdomen, they were also shaken by waves of punches.  Zhou Tiansheng cleverly understood the way to generate energy. The energy started from the soles of the feet, and the power of his fists greatly increased. He even used the ten-square step to seize the opportunity. In addition, he used the Heaven-Building Tribulation Hand to perform a series of collapsing fists, which was like rain hitting plantains.  Grab the Zhonggong, use the Bengquan, grab the Zhonggong again, and use the Bengquan again, which is exactly in line with the Xingyiquan method of "fighting while walking, walking while fighting, hitting hard and advancing". It's like lightning and thunder, and the fight is so satisfying.  , all the depressed energy seems to be pouring out along with the power of the fist. When the punch hits the right spot, he can't help but scream loudly, the sound is clear and clear, like the cry of a young phoenix.  Wan Xin was beaten until his eyes turned black and his whole body felt like falling apart, but how could he take it easy? Even though Zhou Tiansheng had hit him seventy or eighty times in the chest and abdomen, he still struggled to hold on and would not fall.  Zhou Tiansheng was worried. Even though he had the upper hand now, he tried his best to use the Heaven-Building Tribulation Hand and the Shifang Bu. The Tribulation Power was consumed rapidly. His Tribulation Power was about to be exhausted. He had already reached the warning line.  Fortunately, his calamity power was already very strong and he could barely hold on. If he had been an ordinary calamity slave, he would have been robbed in the dark sky and died.  When he was in a hurry, he suddenly remembered what Yu Daiyan said when he was fighting Qingfeng in the morning, "The palms are stacked, but are your strength stacked? You just hit it one at a time, and the palms of the palms seem to be connected together.  , but when the next palm hits, the strength of the previous palm has already dissipated. "Isn't this the case now? ????????????? Under the perception of calamity, although the punch force repeatedly hit one point, the previous punch had just dispersed part of the true energy in Wan Xin¡¯s chest. When the next punch connected, the true energy in Wan Xin¡¯s chest had already regrouped.  If this continues, it will just be a waste of time between the two of them.  When he was thinking about how to stack his strength, he suddenly heard Yu Daiyan shout: "Cun Jin! Tiansheng, use inch strength!" As soon as Zhou Tiansheng heard the word "inch Jin", his eyes suddenly lit up, his energy flashed, and he hit with his fist.  Wan Xin's chest no longer retracted and exerted force. He moved his feet with Shifangbu. The moment the fist hit, he had already moved three inches forward. The Boutian Jie Hand sensed that Wan Xin's chest was dispersed and his true energy quickly returned. In an instant,  The force exploded, and the zhenqi that had returned to half of Wan Xin was blown away again. Another three inches of force came out from under his feet Wan Xin suddenly felt that Zhou Tiansheng's fist strength had changed greatly, and it was no longer the same as before, one punch after another.  , the strength is clear, and like a stack of waves, punches are stacked on top of each other, and the strength is increased. In an instant, the three levels of strength overlap. The Beiming Zhenqi in the chest can no longer withstand the enemy, and is suddenly scattered, pouring into the limbs.  His body was covered with blood, and he collapsed on the ground, unable to move.  Zhou Tiansheng had two palm shadows on his hands, and with a touch of Wan Xin's palms, he took off the dark gold gloves on his hands and put them on his own hands. He ignored Wan Xin and walked towards the entrance of the cave.  "Uncle, please don't worry about us now. Kill him quickly. What if he recovers?" Mingyue shouted.  Zhou Tiansheng knew he was suffering at this time. When he finally defeated the enemy, he used Xingyiquan, Butian Jie Shou, and Shifang Bu at the same time. Only then could he use the three stacks of strength. The consumption was so great that he had already lost all his power.  Sold out.  Although the Heaven-Building Tribulation Hand and the Shifang Step were extremely fast, the muscles in his body could not withstand this frequency of movement. He had not noticed it when he was concentrating on fighting the enemy. Now he felt pain everywhere in his body, as if he was being torn apart.  It's normal, and I can't exert any strength at all.  Even if you want to kill Wan Xin, you still have more than enough intention but not enough power!  Step by step, he walked slowly to the entrance of the cave, slowly leaned down, picked up the faint blue patch on the ground, and turned back to Wan Xin.  It turned out that he knew that his body could no longer hold up, and that the remaining strength was not enough to kill Wan Xin. Remembering the poisonous needle that Wanxin had just missed, he snatched his black gold gloves in order to kill him with the poisonous needle.  Stabbed to death.  Wan Xin saw him walking towards her step by step, and the needle slowly stabbed her intact eye, unpleasantly, but firmly.  In the past seventeen years, Wan Xin had never felt that death was so close, and he had never thought that death would really happen to him. He could not understand why those who died in his hands were so afraid before they died.  , screaming so miserably, isn¡¯t it just death, what¡¯s the big deal?  Until now, the needlepoint is getting bigger and bigger in his pupils, and the fear of death is becoming more and more real.?A great fear and reluctance arose. He was afraid, and then collapsed!  No matter how powerful his martial arts is and how ruthless his actions are, he is just a seventeen-year-old boy. In the face of death, he is still a child after all.  Wan Xin's crotch felt hot, and tears were streaming down his face. The Beiming Qi on his body was moving around, and he couldn't move. He could only keep begging for mercy: "Please, don't kill me. I can do whatever you want, I beg."  Please, don¡¯t kill me, I haven¡¯t lived enough, I don¡¯t want to die! Father, mother, please help me, Aunt Mei, Uncle Zhuo, please don¡¯t come here again!  Come here again! Isn¡¯t it enough to teach you the Beiming Magic Skill? What do you want? Come on, okay? Just tell me what you want!  You, ah, ah! I don¡¯t want to die, ah!¡± The voice was like a night owl, screaming, but Zhou Tiansheng was not moved at all, holding the blue poisonous needle in his hand, and stabbed it bit by bit.  .  The needle tip was still three inches away from Wan Xin's eyeballs. Wan Xin was already going crazy, talking indiscriminately. Zhou Tiansheng suddenly felt a strange sound of wind in his ears, as if a hidden weapon came from the air. Then he felt pain in the Shenmen point of his wrist, and half of his body  He was all numb, and the breath gathered in his chest suddenly dissipated. His hands were loosened, and the poisonous needle was inserted into the ground. As soon as his energy dispersed, his whole body suddenly went limp. He could no longer raise his strength and sat down on the ground.  Looking at the ground attentively, he saw what kind of hidden weapon hit his Shenmen point. It was clearly a piece of pine bark as big as a fingernail!  He was horrified, considering that the bark of pine trees was extremely light, and there was no human figure within his line of sight, yet he could hit half of his body numb with a small piece of bark from a distance. How powerful was that person hiding in the dark?  Could it be that despite holding on until now, even after defeating Wan Xin, I still can't escape this disaster?
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