For a while, the two fists kept clashing with each other, and the dull sound of collision echoed in the mine tunnel.
One punch, two punches, punches to the flesh, Su Twelve vomited blood in his mouth.
Soon his body was dyed red, and his whole body looked more like a weak willow Fufeng, which might fall down at any time.
Seeing the bloody scene, all the monks present gasped and their eyelids twitched wildly.
Su Twelve's body was swaying. He thought he would soon be unable to hold on, but he never fell down.
He clenches his teeth and never dodges. .??.??
If your right arm is useless, use your left arm to meet him.
The monks present gradually narrowed their eyes with their undying fighting spirit, showing a little more respect in their eyes.
"Hey, this kid has such a terrifying fighting spirit. How can he fight against brute force for so long?"
"What is he still insisting on? Brute force is a barbarian. He is born with a strong physical body. Coupled with the body-building technique of Ning Ying, even if the cultivation level is sealed, the strength of the physical body is comparable to that of an existence in the out-of-body stage."
"No matter what he insists on, this kid is a respectable opponent. No wonder Brute Force doesn't want us to interfere. Among these 100,000 mines, there are very few people who can let Brute Force fight so happily.
Na!"
…
On both sides of the corridor, strong men gathered together and couldn't help but make rustling sounds.
Beside Su Twelve, Ren was lying on the wall, his eyes falling on Su Twelve, and the look he looked at Su Twelve showed a little more respect without realizing it.
"What is the background of this kid? Even if there is a healing elixir to help, it will take time to heal the injury."
"Such a strong will is simply terrifying!"
Su Twelve possesses a healing elixir, and Ren Ze naturally knows about it. At this moment, the medicinal power is constantly transforming in his body, repairing his own injuries.
But he knew better that even if there was a healing elixir, it would not be enough for Su
Twelve’s help is also limited.
Being able to fight the barbarians to such an extent depends entirely on Su Twelve's own will.
And this was what made him feel incredible.
Those who enter the Tao through martial arts often have stronger willpower than ordinary monks, but even so, he thinks he cannot be like Su Twelve.
At this time, Su Twelve couldn't care less about the changes in the expressions of the people around him.
The battle continued, with both arms being destroyed time and time again by the huge power, and then repaired with the blessing of the elixir.
Every time, it is torture for oneself. No one knows better than him how much pressure and pain he endures when he is in a war situation.
But he was happy with this kind of pain.
In this huge pain, the thunder power contained in his five internal organs was stimulated again and again, constantly impacting the sealing chains in his own meridians.
The potential of the physical body is also released and stimulated in this process. The innate Qi cultivated becomes larger and larger as it is continuously consumed and accumulated.
In the small universe of Dantian, the spiritual power nebula was aroused by the innate Qi, and the fluctuations generated gradually became stronger.
Under the chain seal, the three Nascent Souls that had long been silent in the Dantian also frowned slightly from time to time, flashing a look of pain.
This pain seems to penetrate deep into the bone marrow and soul, but it also represents an opportunity for the seal to be broken.
In the corridor, whether it was Ren Ze or the monks brought by Brother Huangya, looking at Su Twelve's figure, their mouths were already wide open, and they were so surprised that they could not speak.
Even the expression on the face of the little giant who fought against Su Twelve gradually changed from contemptuous at the beginning to cautious.
"You are injured to this extent and still can't fall down. Boy, you are a
A respectable opponent!"
"It's a pity that no matter how strong your will is, it will be useless in the face of absolute strength."
"One last punch to end your life!"
After punching Hong again, the little giant took a deep breath as he looked at Su Twelve, who was swaying, with his arms hanging limply at his sides, turning into a bloody man.
As the voice sounded, the veins on his arms popped out, like the roots of an old tree, full of strength.
"No, fellow Taoist, be careful!"
When the old man on the side saw this, his expression changed drastically, he shouted loudly, and was about to step forward to join forces with Su Twelve.
As soon as he moved, he was stopped by several strong men beside him.
Su Twelve leaned against the wall of the corridor and did not speak.
Seeing the opponent's fist coming, he tried his best to raise his arm. However, the bones of both arms were broken and the arm shook, but he could not lift it after all.
With only physical strength, it seems that he has no power to fight anymore.
But Su Twelve's eyes were firm and his expression remained calm.
The innate Qi in the whole body no longer flows to the arms, but gathers in the Dantian Qihai point like a trickle.
Inspired by the innate Qi, the spiritual power nebula in the small universe of Dantian is making waves again.
Under the impact of the thunder of the five internal organs, the sealing chains all over the body were invisibly weakened.
This time it was hit again. Under the impact of the innate Gangqi and spiritual power nebula, the several sealing chains centered on the Qihai Cave were tightened to the extreme.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, with an inaudible crisp sound, several seal chains exploded.
The strange seal was damaged, and Su Twelve felt his whole body light up.
The true essence in the body, as well as the own Nascent Soul, and the sea of consciousness are still blocked and cannot be activated.
However, the sealing chain near the Qi Sea Cave disappears, and the innate Qi can still flow unimpeded, enter the Dantian Qi Sea, and connect with the spiritual nebula that pervades it.
Through the innate Qi, Su Twelve also clearly perceived the current general situation in his Dantian microcosm.
Countless intertwined sealing chains seal one's own Nascent Soul layer by layer.
Only the spiritual nebula, which contains terrifying and astonishing power, is not affected at all.
Just when Su Twelve was breaking several sealing chains near the Qi Sea Point, the little giant's fist smashed down mercilessly, and the strong wind brought up made Su Twelve's clothes dance wildly.
At the critical moment of life and death, Su Twelve's thoughts moved again, and the innate Qi activated the spiritual power nebula in his Dantian and penetrated his body.
In an instant, it condensed in front of him, an invisible spiritual defense light shield.
"boom!"
When the little giant's huge fist was less than a punch away from Su Twelve's body, it seemed as if it was stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move forward at all.
"What?"
The little giant's face suddenly changed, and his teeth chattered loudly.
The strength in my hands keeps increasing, but no matter how hard I try, it's like a mud cow sinking into the sea, unable to make any waves.
"it's over!"
Su Twelve's shoulders moved slightly, his body moved with the sound, and he took a step forward.
The innate Gangqi pulled the spiritual power and condensed it into a huge fist shadow that was half virtual and half real, heading straight towards the little giant.
"Boom!"
The shadow of the fist fell, and the body of the little giant flew out with a sound, hitting the wall behind hard, causing large pieces of earth and stone to peel off.
There was even more blood vomiting from the mouth, and the complexion deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Su Twelve's punch did not use physical strength.
The spiritual power induced by the innate Gangqi may not be comparable to the magic of immortal cultivators, but compared with ordinary magic, it is even better.