Chapter 109 Five Elements Fist? Come! See my boxing skills in this life

Before he even took a step, a thought had already locked onto him.

"Another remnant of the Red Lotus Cult has been captured."

A teasing voice came from the branches in front of him.

It was a man in a green robe with his arms crossed over his chest, looking down at the young man with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Liang Hui stared at the pattern on his chest representing the Qingheng Sect, with a slight smile on his face.

Step forward and raise your fist to the sky.

The surging fist power instantly covered the surroundings.

It was clearly an ordinary punch, but in the black-robed man's field of vision, it occupied all the space.

Ah!
No matter how hard you try to roar, you can only roar.

boom!
The black-robed man and the tree under his feet exploded.

The blood mixed with sawdust scattered everywhere.

"Senior brother."

Howling in sorrow.

Four sword lights filled with coldness came slashing out from the jungle.

All the rubble and trees blocking the way were broken.

"Nice hatred."

Liang Hui chuckled.

A dark luster appeared at the fingertips, and then suddenly pressed towards the sword light.

Click!Click!
The sword broke and shattered into pieces.

Then, under the horrified gazes of the four people, it flew back at an even faster speed.

Blood splattered, flesh and blood were separated from the body and scattered on the ground.

Along with the trees behind the three people, they were all chopped to the ground by the debris.

Passing by four broken corpses, Liang Hui saw the scene behind the jungle clearly.

Two groups of people were fighting. One group was dressed in Qingheng Sect attire, and the other group was dressed in more messy attire, looking like casual cultivators.

There were many bodies lying on the ground, most of them were in tattered clothes.

"Brother, you are here to become a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect, right? The Qingheng Sect has gone crazy and insists on saying that we are the remnants of the Red Lotus Sect."

Liang Hui took a deep look and immediately identified himself as a young man in white.

Then, he turned his attention to the disciples of Qingheng Sect.

He stepped forward, his expression cold and murderous.

He had already guessed about the Qingheng Sect's purpose, which was nothing more than wanting to add insult to injury.

But no matter whether it was personal vendetta or public hatred, he wanted to kill the disciple of Qingheng Sect in front of him.

"Sir, this is a matter between my Qing Heng Sect and the Red Lotus Sect. Please do not interfere. Leave now and we can pretend that nothing happened."

What responded to him was a white palm.

boom!
The head exploded directly.

Go past the headless corpse and continue forward.

Whether it's fists, palms, or fingers, keep hitting out.

Every attack resulted in bloodshed and deaths.

Be it a Taoist at the warming and nourishing level, or a warrior at the bone refining, marrow refining or even organ refining level, they are all just a blow, without exception.

Within a few breaths, the ground was filled with floating corpses.

Liang Hui stood on the blood and shook off the blood.

"Brother, thanks to you, otherwise we might not have survived."

"Now that we have a lot of people, it's just right for us to go to the Beast Taming Sect together, so that we can avoid being ambushed."

The young man in white walked forward slowly, with a kind smile on his face and gentle words.

Liang Hui tilted his head slightly, looking at the young man who was talking with a smile on his face.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on his head.

"You are worthy of calling me brother?"

"You learned this from your family, but you're using it here. Are you looking for death?"

After a series of questions, the young man in white seemed to realize something, and his face became distorted with fear.

"Sir, go around."

boom!
Corpses fell.

Liang Hui didn't care about the people who were fleeing in panic and picked up the spoils on the ground.

When half of the spoils were collected, a powerful aura rose from a thousand meters away.

Then came a roar filled with anger.

"Who dares to kill the disciples of Qingheng Sect?"

"Blue Moon Pavilion, Qin Dao." The young man stood up straight, took out the golden boxing gloves from the storage space and put them on.

He looked relaxed and at ease, and his expression was not solemn at all.

"Blue Moon Pavilion, just a small sect on the border, actually dares to do such a rebellious thing." In a cold voice.

A figure, carrying a rolling wave of air, rushed straight towards Liang Hui.

The air kept exploding along the way.

boom!
Such a violent collision was actually blocked by a palm, making it impossible to move forward even a little bit.

The other free hand stretched forward and pressed against the middle-aged man's head.

With this press, the air at the fingertips exploded directly, and a white airflow went against the palm.

The middle-aged man stared at his hand so close to him with cold eyes.

Mobilize the internal energy in the body with all your strength.

In a flash, the whole body was covered with a layer of copper film.

Boom!
It was like the sound of a bell.

The middle-aged man stumbled back, leaving a clear palm print on his head.

"Not a bad body training method."

"If you stop here, you will kill another blood-refining warrior today."

Amidst the exclamations of admiration, Liang Hui strode forward.

The body's internal energy began to explode, and the green internal energy gathered and deformed on the surface, forming a set of jade-colored armor.

At the same time, lightning and flames clung to the armor.

The boy's momentum was raised again and again.

A powerful and sharp aura filled the area within a radius of one kilometer.

The moving body was like a hill rolling towards the middle-aged man.

boom!
There was another collision that resounded through the sky, and the middle-aged man flew backwards, and the bronze color covering his whole body disappeared immediately.

"Is this a cultivator of internal organs?"

The middle-aged man who struggled to get up from the pit felt a sharp pain in his chest, his expression filled with confusion.

His blood energy, speed, and strength all surpassed that of a blood-refining warrior. How could he be an organ-refining warrior?

But he was a strong man who had cultivated to the last level of the Three Elements of Internal Refining, and he came to his senses very quickly.

Looking at the figure running towards him quickly, the middle-aged man's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

He learned the man's boxing skills.

Counterattack!

It is not impossible to do it.

"Today, I am here to kill you."

With the palm stretched out, there are blazing flames, sharp golden rays, vibrant green glow, thick brown, and sky-blue water.

It continued to swirl in the palm of the hand, eventually forming a five-colored light that was constantly appearing and disappearing.

The light clung to the fingers and palms, facing the rapidly approaching figure.

'Five Elements Fist!'

At this moment, a ripple appeared in Liang Hui's calm eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face.

Yes, smile!
He is very happy at this moment.

Although the enemy's boxing skills are a little weak, he is still pretty good when he tries his best.

'Look at my punches in this life.'

The fist that was supposed to hit the enemy directly began to change rapidly.

The continuous roars of beasts began to echo on the edge of the fist, and ferocious beasts kept leaping out from the edge of the fist.

One after another, as if there is no end.

He roared with all his might, pushing his fist forward.

This is the foundation of his boxing in this life, the Ten Thousand Beasts Fist!

The moment when the beast roar and the five colors come into contact.

The continuous flow of the five elements began to break, collapse, and even dissipate.

The fist, mixed with thunder and flames, cut off the birth and death of the five elements and broke the enemy's chest.

Bang!
The middle-aged man fell down in disbelief, struggling to see Liang Hui's figure clearly.

"How is it possible? This is that person's boxing style. It will be invincible in the future for thousands of years."

"But you are not that person. There is no invincible method in this world, only invincible people."

"And you're far from what you've learned, but given your talent, you've done your best."

The young man whispered that he didn't mind chatting with this enemy who had satisfied him a little.

(End of this chapter)