Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 22 Innate (new book for collection)

"No, no, don't come here!"

The rabbit rose and the falcon fell, and this exploration team was almost wiped out.

Protector Gong, with disheveled hair, sat slumped on the ground, looking at Fang Xian as if he were looking at an evil ghost.

"Master Fang, I was wrong, your lord has a lot, please forgive me..."

"Zhao Yi has sent a signal just now, Ao Xiong will come soon, you save my life, I can show him the false path... You can feed me poison, I promise to be obedient..."

Gong Hufa knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"It's true that there are all kinds of people... People like you will dirty my hands if you kill them."

Fang Xian looked at the guardian of the palace with a gleam of joy in his eyes, and kicked suddenly, and the long sword that Zhao Yi dropped suddenly flew out, piercing the guardian of the palace.

"you……"

Gong Hufa fell to the ground, and a dagger fell out of his arms.

"Among the chasing soldiers, the Houtian warriors with a little strength have almost solved it... Next, it's the real battle!"

There is neither sadness nor joy in Fang Xian's eyes, and he chooses the battlefield well.

Not long after, a figure chased after him through the air, with a terrifying aura lingering around him.

Congenital master!

Vice-door master of the five-shaped gate!

'Golden Lion' Ao Xiong!
"Boy, I want your life!"

When Ao Xiong saw Fang Xian, he flew towards Fang Xian without any extra words. He opened his right hand and grabbed it with a claw, and there was a chichi sound in his palm.

Fang Xian's face was extremely solemn, but there was a trace of excitement in his eyes. His figure was like a dragon and snake, and his five fingers on his right hand were put together, turning into a killer move in the Tiger Fist.

Bang!
The fists and claws intersected, shaking the whole field.

Two figures flew back.

Fang Xian looked at his right arm, and saw that his clothes were torn, and a trace of blood oozes out: "Exhale your true energy?!"

He has a little understanding of the strength of a congenital master.

Just letting out his true energy is equivalent to having an extra powerful weapon in his hand.

After all, in a duel between masters, the difference is only a few millimeters, and the ultimate killing distance of one person is several feet longer than that of the other, which is quite a terrible thing.

"That's right, it's the release of true energy!"

Ao Xiong rubbed his right hand: "You have so much strength, but so what, your right arm is broken, right? Killing by nature is like killing a dog!"

"Broken? Have you misunderstood the strength of your true energy?"

Fang Xian wiped off the blood from his right arm, and the wound healed automatically. After he had mastered his horizontal training, he was able to control his muscles and do all kinds of incredible things.

Besides, it was just a little flesh wound.

As soon as he shook his hand, the joints of his right hand exploded inch by inch, and he stepped forward suddenly, as if shrinking the ground into an inch, quickly approaching the distance.

"Come again!"

Fang Xian grabbed it out with one hand, his fist was roaring like a tiger, his hand was like a dragon's claw, and there was a bit of snake-like cunning in it.

"Five Forms Fist? You kid still secretly learn martial arts!"

Ao Xiong's eyelids twitched, and he grabbed out his claws, which were also dragon claws.

boom!
The two men's arms were entangled, each exerting force.

Ao Xiong let out his true energy innately, he only felt a terrible force coming like an overwhelming force, he couldn't help taking a step back, his face turned red.

It's a disgrace that he, who was born with a five-shaped door, was forced to retreat with a five-shaped fist by an acquired man!

While angry, there was a chill in my heart.

So powerful at such a young age, how many years will it be?
"Haha... come again!"

However, the more Fang Xian fought, the more he felt that his thoughts were clear. In his hands, the five-shaped boxing was displayed one by one, and he swung it wantonly.

All the fists are melted into one furnace in the end, they are punches for me!

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

"Are you that weak? Could it be a fake talent?"

boom!
boom!
In the original forest, a strong wind blew.

The fallen leaves swept across, the soil layer exploded, and the ground was covered with footprints.

Click!

When the qi and blood were boiling and the fighting spirit reached its peak, Fang Xian suddenly felt a crackling sound coming from his body.

A brand new force appeared in his dantian.

That is not the strength that ordinary people have, but a brand new, supernatural mysterious power!
Hunyuan Zhenqi!

At this moment, he successfully cultivated into innate talent through horizontal training!
Ao Xiong retreated again and again, keenly sensing the change in the young man opposite him.

If it was said that he was only entangled with him by relying on his physical strength before, now the cub has grown into a ferocious beast, and has the strength to hunt him down!

"You are too weak!"

The Hunyuan Zhenqi circulated all over his body, making Fang Xian stand tall again, and let out a long cry: "Now that my Hunyuan Zhenqi has been formed, if you survive a punch from me, I will spare your life! !"

Boom!

He punched out, containing the essence of martial arts he had learned so far.

Ao Xiong retreated a few steps, and seemed to see a phantom of a giant, and his punch fell down like a mountain.

"No!"

He shouted loudly and raised his hands together, as if he wanted to support the sky.

Bang!
After the loud noise, a deep dark red pit appeared on the spot, and Ao Xiong had disappeared.

"call……"

Fang Xian slowly retracted his kung fu, looking at his hands: "Sure enough... you can become innate with horizontal training, and you can surpass the innate talent of ordinary Qi training... This is a lot of accumulation!"

"Finally innate, I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and now I have entered the hall!"

He looked at his tattered clothes and shook his head again.

Suddenly, his eyes looked in a certain direction and narrowed slightly: "Who is coming?"

Whoa!

There was a soft sound in the bushes, and a figure floated down like a crane in the blue sky.

This is a young fat man, with a look of surprise on his round face: "You actually killed Ao Xiong?"

"Such a young congenital? Are you a 'Tian Luo Xing'?"

Fang Xian's eyes moved, and he recognized the identity of the visitor: "Could it be that you, a casual cultivator, also want to ask me about my kung fu?"

"No, I'm just here to take a look! It has nothing to do with Wuxingmen or the Zhang family..."

Bao Gan quickly waved his hand.

He really just bumped into it by chance, just to see the excitement.

It's just that the development of things is completely beyond expectations.

Fang Xian, who was thought to run away in embarrassment the most, turned out to kill Ao Xiong in the end, he is simply a little evil star!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help sighing: "A generation of newcomers replace the old ones, presumably after today, brother, your name of 'Hunyuan Thunderbolt Fist' will be resounding in the world, and it will be a joy to add another sixteen new stars... ..."

"and many more!"

Fang Xian's face twitched: "Hunyuan Thunderbolt Fist? What's your nickname?"

"Brother Tai claims to have practiced Hunyuan Zhenqi, and his fist is like a thunderbolt, carrying wind and thunder in his palm, isn't it appropriate to call him Hunyuan Thunderbolt Fist?" Bao Gan felt a little strange.

He felt that this nickname was very appropriate, and he felt very complacent about it.

"No! Change it, this nickname can easily remind me of a certain bald head..."

Fang Xian shook his head quickly.

"Okay... this is just a trivial matter. It seems that if the place is not peaceful, how about we find another place to talk about it?"

Bao Gan suggested.

"Very good!"

Fang Xian moved his ears, nodded, performed lightness kung fu, jumped up the treetops, followed Bao Gan and disappeared into the dense forest.

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