Chapter 49 Black Fist

Fist refers to the hand that is clenched and bent and clenched with five fingers. It can represent strength and unity... The meaning of fists is diverse.

The fist of the fifth madman only shows one connotation - destruction. When the fist of the fifth madman broke through the void and flashed. The breath of destruction in the air has filled this world. A chill from the bottom of his heart hit Han Feng's heart. At this critical moment, Han Feng suddenly put on a strange posture and went away against the black fist.

"Bang."

With a muffled sound, Han Feng's body flew back like a bird, and the air along the way was turbulent. His body rolled in the air and looked very embarrassed. Han Feng flew dozens of feet before landing in an arc in the air.

"Uh."

Han Feng took a few steps back before he could stand well.

The huge black fist also lost its target and disappeared in the air with a bang.

"Oh!"

The surprised voice came from the mouth of the fifth madman. He looked at Han Feng and asked, "Kid, what kung fu do you use?"

At the moment of the attack just now, he actually felt a familiar axe from Han Feng's attack. It turned out that the latter saw that the punch attacked by the fifth madman was unavoidable, so he used the magic axe in the sky. Then, with the help of the rapid rolling of his body in the air, he dispelled most of the power in the fifth madman's fist. Therefore, Han Feng seemed to be extremely embarrassed, but it effectively desolved the blow of the former's gathering several Jiazi skills. This requires a combination of power and wisdom. Han Feng took a risk to solve the power of this punch.

"The old man's martial arts are peerless, I'm just a coincidence." Han Feng suppressed the qi and blood in Dantian and said.

The idea flashed through the heart of the fifth madman. He laughed and said, "Don't say I bully the younger generation, the boy can light up your weapons."

Han Feng shook his head slowly, and a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes. He said, "Although I am not a rigid person, I still disdain to do this."

"Hmph, it's not only shameless, but also suffers face to death."

The voice was very beautiful, and it came from the mouth of the masked girl next to him. Han Feng had no time to take care of it, but he didn't see it. The girl's eyes had always been shining on him, shining with strange brilliance.

The fifth madman laughed, and his voice was like a collision of gold and stone. Good boy, I look down on you. However, I won't keep it.

"Second punch."

With the fifth madman's shout, he circled a strange arc in his right hand, and the strong wind in the air suddenly became as sharp as a knife. A bigger and darker fist than the previous one immediately took shape.

"Fang."

The roaring force dimmed the skylight in the air. It seemed extremely simple, but what the two did not notice was that a blush appeared on the fifth maniac's face at this moment, and then fell down again. His gully face was a little darker.

Han Feng couldn't see any expression in his eyes, but there was a trace of Mars wandering in the depths of his eyes like Youtan, and a wisp of fierce color floated on his pale cheeks. What he didn't notice was that the masked girl next to him had been smiling in her eyes, and the jade hand under the red sleeves had been tightly grasped. Because she knows that the fifth madman, the peerless demon who claims to have been undefeated for more than 100 years, has exerted his real strength. The terrible pressure enveloped this world.

Han Feng made a strange handprint with his hands in the air: his right hand stretched forward, his right hand was two fingers, his fingers were like halberd, and his left hand was bowed straight to the sky. Then his eyes were closed and there were words in his mouth.

"No string."

A fierce shout came from Han Feng's mouth, and the power in the air immediately condensed into a sharp invisible arrow. The fist-sized whirlpool is like a broken javelin and shoots away. With a bang, a strange spark lit up in front of the black fist without warning and suddenly disappeared. The black fist did not stop, and it was like a black iron meteorite, cutting through the long sky. Han Feng retreated again, and the Tianxing Mind Method has been used to the extreme. His body dodged in the air like a meteor, his black fist followed him like a divine spirit, and his forehead was stained with sweat.

When Han Feng's mind moved, the invisible arrow in the air was like thousands of bows and crossbows, pointing to the fifth madman standing more than a foot from the ground - the enemy must be saved.

with a soft "h" sound. The fifth madman laughed and shouted, "Good boy." Then, the left hand was raised, and a wind passed by. The countless invisible crossbows seemed to have met shields and lit up one after another. For a moment, the sky was like a fireworks waterfall. But at this moment, the dark color of the fist in the air has also faded.

"After soil."

With a low shout, Han Feng suddenly changed his color and suddenly changed from the original thin transparent pale green to yellow, and the earth elements in the air were rapidly condensing around him. His body fell like a big stone, and his legs were already standing firmly on the earth.

This is exactly the "thick soil" in the five poles of Fudao that Han Feng has just realized. Rely on the power of earth elements to form a strong defense.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the fifth madman in the void and smiled, "Ha ha, the stupid boy can actually do it." The masked girl next to her was also full of surprise. Obviously, she also recognized the charm used by Han Feng. Unexpectedly, this unique learning that has been lost for countless years has reappeared on the latter. It seems that this stupid boy is not an imaginary blow.

"But stupid boy, you still need to study hard. I'm afraid I can't save you today, haha."

With the laughter of the fifth madman, the black fist in the air burst into Han Feng without any pause. The chill rose from Han Feng's heart. As soon as he gritted his teeth, an axe all over the sky had risen to the sky.

"I walk alone in thousands of mountains and rivers."

Poetic words burst out from Han Feng's teeth. Looking at the thunderous black fist, his eyes were shrinking. In terms of attack, he used the most offensive formula in the first move of Xing Tianjie.

"Bang." Boom."

Two loud noises sounded in this world one after another. The previous loud noise was made when the black fist broke through Han Feng's first defense with "back soil". The yellow power flowed everywhere, and the black fist was much more illusory. The second loud noise was that Han Feng's Xing Tian axe hit the black fist of the fifth madman. The explosion in the air was like a huge thunder, and the Yuanli turbulence was like mountains and seas. In the sand and stones in the sky, a black figure flew back to the ground.

"Kka."

A huge stone pillar closest to the two people at war turned into gravel and collapsed from mid-air. In the endless roar, it turned into a pile of gravel and scattered on the ground.

For a long time, the dust settled and the loud noise calmed down. At this moment, the masked girl had avoided a bluestone five feet away. The red Luo's clothes were full of dust. She did not expect that the collision between the two was so powerful that she was caught off guard. Some little embarrassment.

The figure of the fifth madman also left the scene, and in the light, the gully on his face was even deeper. He looked at the black figure that retreated dozens of feet on the ground, and the original ancient well's unwavering eyes were extremely shocked.

A deep ditch of half a foot lay in front of Han Feng. He half knelt on the ground, his legs deeply plunged into the blue stone, lowered his head, and his long yellow hair danced in the cold wind in September. The black clothes are covered with dust and have lost the original color of the cloth.

For a long time, a strange laugh came.

"Good boy, I still underestimate you, not only Fu Dao, but also other artifacts in your martial arts. What kind of martial arts do you... use?" The fifth madman felt a familiar breath from Han Feng's fist, but he was not sure.

There was no sound, only a cool wind blowing through the air. The fifth madman looked at Han Feng. His half-regular posture was not chic, but an indescribable feeling rose in the heart of the fifth madman. He doesn't like this feeling very much. In his eyes, this nameless boy is like an ant. He believes that he can end his life at any time if he wants. Shaking his head and leaving this unhappiness behind him, but no one has ever dared not answer his question.

In the gray-brown pupil of the fifth madman, the divine light is like lightning. A kind of pressure slowly rose and locked on Han Feng's body. He repeated what he had just said.

"Cough..." A violent cough came from Han Feng's mouth, and his pale golden hair flew back in the air, revealing his covered eyebrows.

Han Feng's face is extremely pale, and his black chest is already bright red. Blood stains mixed with soil made his front collar dirty. What is surprising is that his narrow and long-looking eyes are as bright as cold stars at this moment. The girl next to her who had been staring at Han Feng suddenly tightened her clenched hands, and her nails had cut her palm.

The fifth madman looked at Han Feng's cold star-like eyes, and the strange feeling became unusually strong.

"Good boy." He can't remember how many times he said this today. Anyway, he didn't have many opportunities to say this in his life.

The old and arrogant words of the fifth madman are like gold and iron in the cold wind.

"If you can take my last punch, I will make this girl your wife today."

Thunder...

"No."

The two voices of men and women speak at the same time. The masked girl said anxiously, "You...you don't respect me, I...I..." I didn't know what to say for a moment.

The fifth madman acts as a person between good and evil. How can he care about respect or not?

He laughed and said, "Little girl, if this boy can take over my five fists, although he is not as good as me, he is already amazing. This teenager's future must have an unlimited future. I'm afraid it's too late for you to thank me."

Han Feng said urgently, "The senior can't match the old man either!" Besides, how can this kind of thing be determined by your words?

The fifth madman laughed and said, "I can say it's okay. Besides, you haven't taken the old man's five punches yet. Don't have a good dream of marrying a daughter-in-law."

Han Feng said angrily, "Then I will definitely not be able to take your fifth punch this time."

"Bah."