"I want you to inherit everything I have, defeat all the strong people in the world, and be the only one in the world!"

When he said this, his eyes were filled with the pride of swaying the world. When he raised his hands and feet, there was an indescribable sense of overbearance.

Whether it is eyes, expressions, or physical movements, they are telling Gu Heng clearly something.

The person in front of me has truly overwhelmed the world for a lifetime!

Gu Heng slowly let out a breath, his eyes shining and said with a smile:

"Senior, in our era, there is a saying that has been widely circulated."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

The man is interested.

Although he was an ancient man, he had no self-respecting and outdated character. Instead, he was full of strong curiosity and desire for knowledge.

It is precisely this kind of personality that allows him to break out a new path in the dead end.

Gu Heng grinned, his white teeth intertwined up and down, as if he was biting the strong atmosphere of struggle in the air.

"There is no strongest boxing technique, only the strongest person."

The man raised his eyebrows and asked indescribable mood:

"So, aren't you going to inherit my boxing skills?"

Gu Heng shook his head.

His eyes as bright as flames and as pure as amber, a dazzling glow reflected, as if burning his own life.

“I am sorry, senior, your time is over.

So, I am not going to inherit your boxing skills, but to let your boxing skills be used by me and help me reach the top of martial arts!"

The man was stunned and suddenly smiled to the sky.

"Hahahahahahahahaha! OK! So brave! No wonder I can cultivate such boxing intentions."

Gu Heng's expression moved, and suddenly thought of something and asked:

"Where is the person with me when I come in?"

The man turned his wrists and spread his palms, and a vivid little snake appeared in his palm. He sneered:

"Here, here."

The man opened and closed his five fingers, and he was playing with the little snake as if he was playing with a pet. He said carelessly and indifferently:

"This kid wants to swallow my divine thoughts, heh, it's really interesting."

As he spoke, he pinched the little snake condensed by his divine will into wisps of light, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Then, the man looked at Gu Heng with a solemn expression.

He burst out with an extremely familiar aura of Gu Heng.

It was the murderous aura that was like a stern iron cavalry, galloping across the battlefield and crushing all the troops.

"I think you also have a foundation in military boxing. It's good, it can't be better.

My "Seven Killings Breaking Formation and Crossing Martial Classic" uses elephant opera to evolve the trend of war and fight, and consists of seven different spiritual artistic conceptions: soldiers, horses, chariots, cannons, soldiers, generals, and seven different spiritual conceptions.

This boxing technique focuses on intention but not on form, and is a technique for military formations to kill enemies. The cannon shape and shape are not completed. There is only the corresponding free hand and the artistic conception is incomplete. You will be able to complete it."

The words were settled, and the man waved his arm, and the whole world suddenly changed.

Broken swords, broken swords, and bloodstains on the banner.

On the dark red tragic battlefield, two groups of people were fighting fiercely, with white bones and blood flowing.

"The power of the sect is called crossing the river. If you move forward, you will advance without retreating!"

Gu Heng felt like he had turned into a small pawn on the battlefield, holding the broken blade tightly in his palm, and all the thoughts in his heart seemed to be condensed into this knife.

Only by swinging this knife can you have vitality!

This idea of ​​seeking life in death and winning in danger is exactly the same as Gu Heng's previous tactics.

So, almost in his breath, he mastered all the sword intentions of the pawns.

After being penetrated by the iron spear, Gu Heng's blade also penetrated deeply into the chest of the opponent's general.

Even before his death, the man's eyes were full of disbelief.

He seemed to have never imagined why a mere pawn could have such a decisive will to exchange his life for his life.

After death, Gu Heng's thoughts flashed.

This time, he seemed to have turned into an unparalleled general wearing iron armor and holding a spear, stepping on the formation to seize the flag, and he was very brave.

A man's voice sounded in his ears again.

"The artistic conception of the Horse Department follows the power of a general stepping into a formation and breaking the army. It is divided into one horizontal and one vertical line. The vertical is the middle and the horizontal line. It is hard to advance without any obstacles. It is difficult for ghosts and gods to defend. The horizontal is easy for thousands of troops to break the ground, and the whole body is sharp, with ten swings and ten decisions."

With the current spiritual practice of a man, everything he reproduces in his mind and heaven and earth is difficult for Gu Heng to distinguish between the virtual and the real.

Since you can't tell the difference, you can only treat it as real.

In fact, this is a rare experience for any warrior who practices military martial arts.

In today's era, although there is constant friction between major powers and secret wars never stop, this kind of fighting is at best just a "fight".

No matter in terms of intensity or scale, how can it compare to this formation of thousands of troops?

How can you feel the tragic and horror of flesh and blood flying with guns?

Gu Heng could even feel that every time he experienced a battle, his divine will grow a little.

After experiencing four artistic conceptions, Gu Heng woke up from the battlefield of blood and blood.

At this time, the man had dispersed his body and was invisible.

Only his heroic laughter was left on the spot.

"Killing and fighting between heaven and earth, tragically shocking Yin Court. Killing one person in three steps, keeping his heart stops. Blood flows thousands of miles away, and the corpse is pillowing on Qianxun Mountain. After the war, the heroes are tired and sleeping on the enemy's corpse."

——

Just as Gu Heng went to the southern area alone to fight the snake.

A man in black, exhausted and rushed to the door of Tongde Hall.

When he saw the traces of destruction in the courtyard due to the fierce battle between the strong, his mouth twitched a few times.

Damn, it's better to come one step later.

At this time, Ge Shugen and the boxers from Tongdetang gathered in the open area of ​​the courtyard, regulating their breathing, waiting for the Chinese medicine practitioners in the hall.

Seeing the man walking in swayingly, Ge Shugen's eyes suddenly tightened like needles, and Zhang Fang even put on a battle posture.

They could all see that when the person in front of them was walking, his body was vibrating with a unique rhythm, and the air flow outside the body surrounded him, forming a thin layer of tough air film armor.

This is a wonderful realm like "Liezi's Wind Control". The other party is definitely a master-level master who has undergone a "refining" one!

This kind of person controls the airflow by shaking his muscles and undulating his muscles. When he raises his hands and feet, he can create a vision like a surging clouds, hurting people a hundred steps away!

Seeing that they were so alert, the man in black laughed faintly:

"Zhaoyaoshan disciple, Zhou Tingqiu, have seen you all."
Chapter completed!