Immortal Emperor

Wu Xiong was not annoyed, continued to smile, and said in a gloomy tone: "Pretend, pretend, you only have a few seconds anyway." Don't worry, I will knock you out with just one punch, except for the fact that your head will buzz for a few days, there will be no other sequelae, and I will never delay your cultivation!"

The fist wind was cold, and Su Zhen's face was squeezed a few meters away!

In this punch, he didn't faint at all, so he was seriously injured, and it was not necessary to become an idiot.

But Su Zhen was not afraid at all.

Seeing the fist coming, the corners of Su Zhen's mouth turned coldly, and his body suddenly moved ......

True qi poured into his legs, and "Lingyundu" was cast, Su Zhen was shocked, and disappeared in front of Wu Xiong's eyes in an instant. "Huh!" Wu Xiong only felt a black wind blowing, and when he looked at it again, it was empty.

Wu Xiong was shocked: "What about people?" Could

it be that I have achieved great feats, my fist is invincible, and I have beaten the waste into scum before I have even touched it? Just when Wu Xiong was thinking this, he suddenly heard the onlookers, pointing behind him, and let out a burst of exclamation, with an incredible look in his eyes.

Wu Xiong realized that something was wrong, and was just about to turn around when he heard: "The slow reaction is like a bear, and you also take my punch."

"Tiger Cannon Divine Fist!" Su

Zhen let out a low snort, and the fist gang appeared, wrapping his right fist and vaguely forming a roaring tiger head.

"Bang!" a punch hit Wu Xiong's head.

Wu Xiong only felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, his head roared, as if it had exploded, his legs rose from the ground, and his body flew out uncontrollably.

But as soon as his feet were 1.5 meters above the ground, his ankles were grabbed.

The hand slammed backwards, and the body fell back to the ground, followed by another punch to the head, and the body flew out again. And just after taking off, he was grabbed by the ankle and dragged back, followed by a bang, and another punch hit the ...... in the head

Bang, bang

, Wu Xiong is a naughty sack, always thinking of flying, but every time he is dragged back, and then he is given a punch to teach him a lesson.

After ten punches in a row, Wu Xiong's head was swollen like a bathtub, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and white foam appeared in his mouth. Su Zhen stopped at the right time, let him take off successfully, fell outside the ring, and was unconscious. From the beginning to the end, it was only a dozen or so breaths, and the master of the mixed world Xiong Wu, who had the chance to win, didn't understand what was going on, so he didn't know what was going on.

"Wow!"

the audience was in an uproar.

The onlookers understood, but they couldn't believe their eyes.

As soon as the battle began, Wu Xiong was full of strength and attacked first. The domineering and extraordinary punch blasted out, and the strong wind hunted, as if it could beat Su Zhen into an idiot. Seeing this scene, everyone thought that Su Zhen had been defeated, and he was defeated with one punch, and the loss was unbearable.

But what they didn't expect was that they were only half-guessed.

It is true that someone lost with one punch and lost miserably, but it was not Su Zhen but Wu Xiong.

In the face of the attack of the fist, Su Zhen didn't know what qigong he had performed, and he disappeared in an instant, which caught Wu Xiong off guard.

Then, one

punch will determine the winner! No, it will be ten punches to determine the winner! Although the first punch has already been decided, Su Zhen still hit ten punches, and the next nine punches are pure physical attacks, otherwise any fist of true qi will punch to the flesh and beat Wu Xiong into a pig's head.

Won, win fairly easily.

It's like a parent, teaching a naughty bear child, "crackling" a few times, slapping the bear child with a blue nose and swollen face, and no longer dare to be dishonest.

The huge turn of events left the onlookers stunned and dumbfounded.

"Hell, Su Zhen won?"

"A congenital ten-fold master, being comprehensively beaten?" Compared to the shock brought by Su Zhen's victory, they were even more shocked by Su Zhen's true qi.

That body method qigong, as well as the first punch, obviously used true qi.

But Su Zhen's dantian was broken, he couldn't cultivate, everyone knew it, and it was impossible to have true qi, but it just appeared. Could it be that the broken dantian can still be restored? They looked at Su Zhen, their eyes full of shock and astonishment.

How did he do it?

Everybody had a huge question mark in their minds.

Su Zhen stood on the stage, the wind was light, waiting for the results of the game to be announced, and he did not answer the true qi situation.

"Su Zhensheng.

Li Changfeng was also shocked, and announced the result with his eyes open.

Su Zhen stepped out of the ring, received 31 Qi Nourishing Pills, and returned to the small courtyard of No. 71.

There is not a word about the restoration of the dantian.

Su Zhen just wanted this sense of mystery to make the outer disciples unable to figure him out, nor could they see his cultivation clearly. The defeat of Wu Xiong with ten punches also has the meaning of prestige. There are still more than two months to go to the outer courtyard for the big exam, the rain is coming from the outer gate mountain, and the dark tide is surging, if you want to meditate in this environment, you must stand up.

Wu Xiong is his prestige.

In front of the disciples of the entire outer court, beat people to establish authority, cripple the innate ten-fold mixed world bear, and break all the courage to provoke trouble!

People must have prestige, otherwise there will be constant trouble.

Su Zhen suddenly became majestic, deterring all those who were plotting against him, and everyone became frightened when they looked at him.

After returning to the courtyard, although there were ups and downs and hustle and bustle outside, no one dared to come to the seventy-one courtyard to find Su Zhen, even after Wu Xiong woke up, he learned about the situation at that time, and his face was full of excitement.

He intended to find out what was going on with Su Zhen, but the buzzing in his head made him tremble, and he didn't dare to go to Su Zhen.

What's more, a large part of the 31 Qi Nourishing Pills were borrowed from the younger brothers, I thought that the victory was in my hands, but now I have lost cleanly, just the bitter gourd face of the younger brother, he is too busy to worry, and he has no heart to think about anything else.

Ten fists of the innate tenfold mixed world bear has become a legendary story in the outer gate of the Vientiane Sect, and Su Zhen's attention has returned to three years ago, and only the limelight when he was framed can be compared with the present.

Su Zhen became the focus.

As the party concerned, Su Zhen hid in the courtyard, repaired the dantian with peace of mind, and made the final sprint for the big exam in the outer courtyard.

The Qi Nourishing Pill is swallowed into the abdomen one by one and converted into energy for the immortal bloodline to repair the dantian.

The 32 Qi Nourishing Pills were eaten by Su Zhen in twenty-eight days, and the energy provided made the immortal bloodline repair several more big cracks on the dantian. Now there is only the largest one left! This one is extremely hideous, like an ugly black hole, cracks, appearing on the milky white dantian, making it inconvenient for the true qi to operate, and it keeps leaking out.

This crack was very ugly, like a big centipede, lying on Su Zhen's dantian.

On closer inspection, the surrounding sword cracks were all spreading out from this huge crack, and as for those small spider silk-like cracks, they were the result of this crack radiating in all directions, and this crack was the culprit.

This crack was the one that Han Yunfeng had pierced with his sword at the beginning!

Everything else was a small crack that had been affected.

Su Zhen lifted his clothes and looked at the slight white marks on his lower abdomen, and anger ignited in his eyes.

When you touch it with your hand, you can feel that the white mark is a slightly raised strip of meat. At the beginning, the sword pierced in from this position, and then pierced Su Zhen's dantian. He stroked it gently, and the anger in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by calm, without the slightest wave, bottomless calm.

"There is still a month to go before the big exam in the outer court.

Su Zhen's tone was flat, his eyes were calm, with an iceberg-like chill: "Soon, soon, Han Yunfeng, Liu Feifei, you dog man and woman are waiting, we are going to meet again soon." "