Chapter 625 Fist Intent

In the stormy sky, Christina could only feel countless pairs of eyes looking at her. A surge of energy shook the mountains and rivers, and the tragic feeling of the destruction of the country and the destruction of the family came to her face.

"This is..." Christina was shocked: "Fist intention?"

At this moment, a figure walked slowly amid the wind and snow. The wind and snow all over the sky seemed to be dancing for him. As soon as he appeared, he seemed to become the center of the entire world.

"Zhou Bai, you keep saying that monsters and monsters live in peace, but in the final analysis, what you are doing is neither a monster nor a human being. What you are doing is just for yourself, your companions, and your own little family. Your own little group, you just can’t let go of these, just to keep these.”

Christina gritted her teeth, feeling that the other person's eyes seemed to look at her completely, as if there were no secrets in front of the other person.

Instead, she couldn't even find the other party's true location.

The next moment, there was a roar of people in the wind and snow, as if people from all over the mountains and plains rushed out, and the whole world was filled with a kind of popularity.

It was as if in Wei Cangsheng's thought, the heaven and the earth repeated themselves, and the world gathered in response to change the world and change the world.

Wei Cangsheng said slowly: "Zhou Bai, you are only doing it for your own selfish desires, but you don't know how you can have a home without a country. Without the identity of a pure-blood human race, how could you get to this point."

At the same time, Wei Cangsheng slowly raised his fist. His movement of raising his fist was extremely slow, as if his fist was as heavy as the mountains and rivers.

This kind of heaviness is not a physical heaviness, but a psychological heaviness, which makes Christina feel that her heart keeps sinking with the opponent's fist, and the operation of the soul and body gradually becomes obscured. .

'no! What a strong fist! You can't follow the other person's lead! ’ Kristina was shocked. One person and one sword rushed forward, hoping to take action first when the opponent gathered his fist strength.

But with a slight sprint of her body, the wind and snow drifted away, and Wei Cangsheng's figure disappeared, and then appeared in another place with the scattered wind and snow.

Still carrying out the same action just now, he raised his fist as heavy as a mountain and sea.

Christina charged several times in a row, but in this endless snow, it seemed that Wei Cangsheng was everywhere, but not him anywhere.

At the same time, Christina only felt that the wailing sounds of the crowd around her were getting clearer and louder, and they were getting more and more boiling.

Among the shadowy figures, all soldiers holding weapons stood in the wind and snow, roaring towards the sky.

Christina seemed to be affected by this sad fist intention. She only felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, her energy and blood were running slower and slower, and it seemed that it was difficult to move at all.

At the same time, the figure had already walked in front of him, and the fist as heavy as a mountain and river fell towards Christina inch by inch, and a long roar sounded in Christina's ears.

The roar was filled with endless sadness, as if the country had been destroyed and the family was destroyed. The soldiers stood in the ruins and looked around blankly. In the end, they could only let out an unwilling roar, which was shocking.

"The country is broken and the mountains and rivers are here!"

…

Zhenjun Ziyang raised his eyebrows, and Xiang Tiandi, who had lowered his head all the time, also raised his head, looked at the picture in the projection and sighed softly: "The Emperor's Fist is based on the emperor's fist that dominates the world. , to destroy the opponent’s will to fight through the fist.”

"Ji Wuchang's move that can break through mountains and rivers is not a move in the Imperial Fist. I'm afraid it was created by him."

Xiang Tiandi's eyes glowed purple, and his gloomy gaze showed a hint of appreciation at this moment.

"He integrated everything he saw, heard, and thought after waking up into this fist style."

"The reluctance of five hundred years ago, the slumber of five hundred years, and the regret and resentment of five hundred years later are all integrated into this fist style."

"This punch vented all the pain that had accumulated in his heart for five hundred years."

…

At the same time, Wei Cangsheng's fist had reached its end, but it did not hit Christina's body. He just poured out the power of his fist into Christina's heart without reservation.

Rumble, rumble! The surrounding wind and snow suddenly dispersed, as if an invisible bomb had been detonated.

Kristina felt as if ten thousand thunderbolts exploded in Zizi's mind at the same time. Her soul was directly hit hard, and she was suddenly hit back to the depths of the sea of ​​​​consciousness by this punch. Flashes of light flashed across her soul There are countless cracks, and it looks like it will completely break at any time.

It can be said that Christina's Taoist heart was directly broken by Wei Cangsheng's fist, which caused her grasp of the power of the soul to fluctuate, and the soul was directly damaged.

And as Christina's spirit was knocked back, Zhou Bai's physical body suddenly lost control and froze in place, motionless.

"Is it over? Zhou Bai, can't you even take one of my punches?"

Wei Cangsheng sighed and reached out to touch Zhou Bai's eyes: "Then let's stop here..."

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On the high platform, Immortal Mingyue's expression changed: "No, Zhou Bai couldn't resist Wei Cangsheng's punch."

"Heavenly Sword, Imperial Fist." Tu Guishen frowned: "Is this Wei Cangsheng a descendant of Daxia?"

Xiang Tiandi on the side released bursts of spiritual power and forcibly wrapped the entire high platform: "No one is allowed to interfere."

Immortal Mingyue, Zhenren Qin, and Tian Yangzi suddenly stood up and looked at the Zhengshen with hostility.

"You actually hid the Daxia bloodline?"

Opposite them, several Heavenly Gods were waiting in full formation, slowly releasing their own spiritual power.

Seeing the atmosphere becoming more tense and tense, the atmosphere became more and more stalemate.

But the Ghost-Slaying God sat aside, watching the projection with great interest, and did not stand up from the beginning to the end.

At this moment, there are changes in the projection.

…

Zhou Bai directly took over his body, regained control, twisted his neck, looked at Wei Cangsheng in front of him, and grinned: "Your fist skills are very interesting, let's continue to play."

A look of surprise flashed across Wei Cangsheng's eyes. He clearly felt that the other party's heart had been severely damaged by his fist.

But the next moment he showed a smile: "Yes, you didn't get knocked down by my punch, that's interesting."

Wei Cangsheng took one step forward, and his entire body was already dissipated in the wind and snow.

That heavy fisting intention that surged into the mountains and rivers rose again.

As Wei Cangsheng's fist spread, Zhou Bai felt that the air around him became thicker, wrapping around him like cement.

He knew that this was just an illusion. It was the opponent's powerful fist that enveloped his mind and distorted his five senses.

‘What a strong fisting intention. ’ Zhou Bai was slightly shocked. Only when he really faced this fist intention could he feel how strong the will was contained in it.

‘This fist intention is not much worse than Li Xiuzhu’s Heaven-turning Fist Intention. It is not so vast, but more extreme and fierce. ’