Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Tremendous power is wreaking havoc.

Wearing heavy armor and holding shields, the Xuanwu shield soldiers, who carried their own weight like armored vehicles, were pushed by this huge force, and their bodies involuntarily retreated.

The Xuanwu soldiers are all like this, and the other arms with small loads are even more unbearable.

The light-bodied Suzaku archers seemed to be swept away, and they fell to the ground in some embarrassment.

Rumble!

The bodies of several crossbowmen were thrown up in an instant, like kites with broken strings, and they kept tumbling in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, they are training every day, and their physical fitness is not comparable to ordinary people, so they have not been hurt too much.

Compared with the embarrassment of the government soldiers, the performance of the samurai of the sect is much stronger.

I saw that they either retreated, or their bodies squatted, their center of gravity shifted downward, and their toes were nailed to the ground like tiger paws.

With the friction of the body and the earth, the influence of chaotic air currents is minimized.

But even so, the posture of everyone moving forward and closing around is also involuntarily stagnant.

After all, this shock came too suddenly, and it was too powerful!

It's like a tidal wave, and it's like a wave of several floors on the Qiantang River, which makes people suddenly feel caught off guard.

"This!"

"This!"

Whether it was the samurai of the sect or the somewhat embarrassed government soldiers, they all subconsciously stood still, looking at the air with blazing eyes.

Fan Gou'er's hammer, the heavy punch of the samurai of the sect!

Rumble!

I don't know how long it will take!

All they heard was the sound of glass breaking.

"It's a pity!"

Looking at the warriors in the air, Xia Haibo's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of pity.

For the sake of the soldiers' lives, Fan Gou'er used his flesh and blood to shake the Rolling Stone Fist that fell from the sky, which was a rare opportunity for them.

But it's a pity that the gap in the realm is not something that skills can make up.

In particular, because the realm is not enough, the qi and blood are insufficient, and the density of the body bones is far from meeting the requirements of boxing.

Xia Haibo was already worried about this, but there was still a trace of luck in his heart.

What if it succeeds...

However, things are developing.

It's not one person's thoughts that can be swayed!

The eyes of the sect warrior hanging in the air kept contracting, and his bones kept shaking under the action of the huge impact, and kept making a tooth-aching moan.

It sounds like broken glass...

It seems that as long as you add a little more strength, it will completely collapse.

The face of the sect warrior suddenly became ugly, and his eyes revealed an indescribable despair.

However, he did not dare to stop, let alone weaken his strength.

Because he and Fan Gou'er have now entered a delicate balance.

No one dared to stop.

Don't dare to withdraw your strength!

Because once they stopped, the power of their fists would be like a flood running down their meridians in their bodies.

At that point, the bones will be broken, and the whole body will burst and die.

It's a matter of life and death, and no one dares to take it lightly!

Now all he can do is pray!

Pray that before all his bones are broken and broken, Fan Gou'er will be the first to lose his strength!

But is it possible?

Not to mention that above the pressure, Fan Gou'er has five qi and has already stepped into the martial arts master in half a step.

Even his previous realm, an innate martial artist, is not comparable to this sect martial artist.

To put it bluntly, he has been able to persevere until now, relying on his completely indomitable momentum and the particularity of "Fist of the Rolling Stone".

Fall from a great height and turn your weight into strength.

The constant superposition eventually becomes an irresistible trend.

I have to say that the predecessor of the sect who created this boxing technique is definitely a strange person.

Later generations knew that objects in the air would stack infinitely at a speed of 9.8 meters per second until they hit the ground.

Some people even hypothesize that if the earth were hollowed out, with the power of acceleration, the speed of aviation would exceed the speed of light, which would be a very great feat.

In later generations, the earthlings were weak and could only use the power of science and the power of instruments and machinery to realize their dreams of flying.

But the world of Daqian is different.

The technology here is relatively backward, and in terms of technical capabilities, it is only equivalent to a certain feudal dynasty period in China's 5,000-year history.

However, they have developed the potential of the human body far more than any other era on earth.

The people here are not only infinitely powerful, they can open mountains and split rocks, but they can also fly to the sky and the earth, and make things that the earthlings think impossible into reality.

It is precisely because of the existence of this situation.

Only then was born such a special boxing technique as "Rolling Stone Fist"!

If you have to describe it in the language of the earth, this kind of boxing is a bit similar to the Rulai Divine Palm in Xingye's "Kung Fu".

But in terms of power, it is far above the palm of the gods.

After all, the planes are different, and the combat power is not the same, even if the star master in the strongest state is in Daqian, he is at most a strong person in the martial arts realm.

It's even possible that it's not a martial artist realm!

It has only reached the realm of martial arts who practice skin!

Situ Xing stood outside the big tent of the Chinese army, looking up at the sky.

Whether it is a sect powerhouse whose whole body is covered with white light, like a meteorite, and drags a comet with a long tail.

The whole body is still boiling with qi and blood, the skin is glowing with a slight reddish, and the hammer head is blazing with blazing flames, like a meteor Fan Dog, all of which give people an amazing feeling.

Situ Xing's eyes kept flickering, as if he had fallen into some kind of contemplation.

Can you learn from it and create a martial art similar to "Rulai Divine Palm"?

Maybe, after all, the strength of this plane is definitely far superior to "Kung Fu".

Just as Situ Xing was thinking wildly, the air changed again.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The power of immense power raged like a flood.

Both of them clenched their teeth, not daring to pity the slightest strength.

No matter how unwilling the samurai of the sect were, how they prayed in their hearts, a miracle did not happen after all.

The bones of his whole body are too weak after all!

It's simply not enough to handle and withstand the impact of such a force.

Click!

Click!

Click!

With a crisp sound like glass breaking, there came.

The bones of the samurai of the sect were cracked little by little under the surprised gaze of everyone, and finally turned into powder.

A trace of red blood, like water without the control of a floodgate, suddenly raged out.

It instantly dyed his chest red...

Because there is no bone support, the samurai's body suddenly becomes abrupt, and it looks like a snake without a backbone, and it seems that it can't survive...

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

Looking at the samurai who were killed, and Fan Gou'er, who stood upright like a god of war, the soldiers and horses of the four battalions all let out a heaven-shattering roar, and the already vigorous military spirit actually faintly showed signs of turning into a rainbow.

Morale is like a rainbow!

"Damn it!"

Looking at the morale in the air that was like a rainbow and visible to the naked eye, Xia Haibo's eyes suddenly shrank, clenched his fists heavily, and snorted helplessly with anger on his face.

Morale is like a rainbow, which is a special state in the morale of the army.

In this state, the armor is not afraid of death at all, and its combat power has multiplied.

"The morale of the enemy army is high!"

"Can't be hard!"

"Don't entangle with them, break through quickly!"

"No!"

"No!"

Feeling the increasing pressure around them, the other warriors lost their disdain just now, and there was an indescribable solemnity in their eyes.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The warriors of the sect who received Xia Haibo's order were not lingering, not entangled with the soldiers, and their bodies kept advancing like sharp chisels, trying to carve out a way out of the four camps.

After some people's eyes flickered, they gave up hope of life and took the initiative to step forward to block the pursuers.

The eyes of Xia Haibo and the others who watched it suddenly turned scarlet.

But they also know that now is not the time for children to grow up, one by one they secretly gritted their teeth, and their bodies were rampage like armored vehicles.

The government soldiers were not well prepared, and the samurai, under the leadership of Xia Haibo, broke through to the weak point of the connection of the four battalions.

They actually carved out a road, and according to this trend, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will really open a way to survive and escape.

"They must not escape!"

The armor around seemed to have just reacted, dozens of soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding huge shields gathered together, cooperating with each other, and the shields were closed together to form an unusually stable formation like a ball.

"Kill!"

Seeing that the road ahead was blocked, the eyes of the sect warrior suddenly showed a look of anxiety, and he didn't care about anything else, his whole body blood and qi rose, and his fist bombarded the shield like a heavy hammer.

Boom!

A loud sound came, and the soldier holding the giant shield only felt a huge force coming, and his body was involuntarily stagnant.

However, surprisingly, the shield was not opened, but the huge rebound force made the warrior's figure take a few steps back.

"This!"

"How is this possible ... ”

The samurai looked at the shield in disbelief, as if it were cast from copper and iron.

He is a strong man in the martial arts realm!

A punch is at least a thousand pounds.

Not to mention that it is just a small soldier, even if the bull is hit by him, it will be blown up alive.

What's going on?

How could this soldier not react at all?

"Formation!"

"This is the power of the formation!"

"Your strength is great, but they are far from being your opponents!"

"Even if ten people rush up, they will be divided and killed by you in the end. ”

"However, with the existence of the formation, it connects all of them together. ”

"Under the layers of decomposition, your strength is simply not enough to shake them!"

Listening to Xia Haibo's explanation, the warrior's face looked better, but he still didn't believe it and bombarded several punches in a row.

The turtle formation did not show any signs of shaking, but because of the delay during this time, the surrounding armor gathered more and more, and there was a faint tendency to encircle.

"The white waves are monstrous!"

Looking at the situation around him, Xia Haibo no longer retracted, his fists stretched and trembled, his whole body rose and fell, his spine was urged by qi and blood, and he straightened up one by one, like a flying dragon, like a spear piercing the sky, and a big river suddenly appeared behind him.