Chapter 254 Dragon Magic Fist

Han Feng gently opened the simple sheepskin note and stared at it, lest miss every detail. He wanted to see what the secret there was in the dragon boxing that no one had realized for countless years... However, doubts immediately filled his eyes, and he saw that there was also yellow sheepskin inside the yellow sheepskin. However, there was no font, only a pair of huge fists falling from the sky, which occupied half the size of a piece of paper, and the wind was fierce and vivid. Han Feng stared at it and felt a fierce momentum bursting out of those fists, but when he wanted to taste the sharp momentum, it was fierce. But the breath has disappeared again...

What kind of boxing is this? Han Feng was surprised that there were many martial arts methods such as boxing and swordsmanship he had seen, and each of them had at least had some explanations, but there was no words about this dragon boxing method... Is this boxing method made people realize from these fists? He remembered the sharp breath he had just felt from his fist...

"It seems that we have to try this first." Han Feng muttered to himself. He stared at the fist on the yellow sheepskin note and wanted to find something... But after looking at it for a long time, he didn't find anything. Even the fierce breath he had just felt from the fist disappeared. All he saw in his eyes was a pair of vivid fists outlined with ink lines, with straight edges and sharp edges... ...

Han Feng is almost proud to the extent of narcissism. Since he made up his mind, he would not give up easily, so he cheered up with the fist on the sheepskin note...

There is no sun and moon in the cave. I don't know how long it took. A burly figure sat on a lying cow stone. With the passage of time, he gradually became thin. Han Feng did not know how many times he had taken the elixir. He only remembered that there was not much elixir left in the bag, but his long golden hair had slowly grown to his waist. A layer of dust covered the light gold and turned gray and yellow...

In Han Feng's eyes, the huge and fierce fists have been dismantled countless times and imagined countless times. Every road line and every direction of the fist are under Han Feng's consideration, but the breath in his chest is still like countless small fragments that have been cut. Even if there are thousands of words, there is nowhere to write...

A long sigh came from the back of the wood-carved clay sculpture. Han Feng had used up the last pill. He decided to give up this practice and closed his eyes slightly... Sometimes, it was also beautiful to retreat. Han Feng suddenly relaxed from the abnormal nervous tension and fell asleep immediately. Although Han Feng has been able to stay awake for a long time, after all, he is still a mortal, and it is impossible not to sleep. Therefore, he quickly relaxed. At this time, a vision suddenly occurred, and a light and shadow shone on the countless monsters carved on the stone cliff, and the countless strange beasts carved on the stone cliff suddenly seemed to have come back to life...

During the shaking of light and shadow, a giant dragon circled out of the strange beasts and suddenly flew to Han Feng, who was sleeping soundly... At this moment, Han Feng was sleeping soundly, and the light and shadow shone on his body. In his sleep, he suddenly found that he had a huge dragon in his sea of knowledge, and he was rushing to him with his teeth and claws...

Finally, in the long roar, Han Feng's body stood and his eyes flashed with shock. Hundreds of feet around him were full of traces of fists. For dust, he looked at a cliff hundreds of feet away and coughed gently, as if it were an avalanche. The cliff dozens of feet high also collapsed... Han Feng looked at his fists, and his eyes were full of shock. He was almost not sure that the shocking fist came from his crystal jade fists...

What Han Feng felt in his heart was that this pair of dragon fists condensed with blood magic fists, not only had the strength of dragon fists, but also the feminine and strangeness of blood magic fists. The two sides were strangely combined into one... He looked at the sheepskin note. I don't know when those realistic fists had disappeared. Han Feng knew a little that his fist in the sea of purple mansion should come from this. It turned out that the dragon-lowering boxing method he had painstakingly understood was not a boxing method at all, but a kind of boxing spirit left on the sheepskin note by his predecessors with the supreme method. This dragon-lowering boxing spirit was so mysterious. I really don't know the master who left the punching spirit, Wu What kind of achievement... Han Feng only understood one-two, and he had such power. Once he fully understood, he didn't know what height he would reach... When he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a light in his hand. When he bowed his head, the sheepskin note in his hand turned into ashes and disappeared...

At this moment, Han Feng had some understanding in his heart. He looked up and saw that in the middle of the countless warcrafts carved on the stone cliff, there was no trace of the dragon, leaving only a blank. Now that he knew in his heart, Han Feng bowed to the stone wall to express his gratitude... The next problem , how to give yourself a name for your understanding of this boxing. The original dragon boxing method is obviously no longer suitable for the original name due to the integration of blood magic boxing. He doesn't think he can call the Blood Demon Dragon Boxing, right? I bit my mouth too much. After thinking about it, I took the name of Dragon Magic Boxing. It is also more appropriate to take one word...

There is no time to say that when Han Feng turned against his inner vision just now, he found that there was a red inner elixir in the sea of purple mansion god, about the size of a little finger belly, which was the rice grain-sized inner elixir that originally existed in his purple mansion god sea. Because of the original force stored in the blood crystal stone, Han Feng can Feeling the power contained in the inner elixir, he naturally couldn't help but be happy...

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Purple Moon Gorge.

A purple moon is shrouding the foggy canyon, and the green mountains and green water all have a mysterious color. Of course, the moon is not purple, but because it is said that every summer, a kind of purple star wood here produces a poisonous miasma. The color is purple. It covers the whole canyon all year round, and the fog is clear, and the moon is also dyed purple...

In midsummer, the purple poison miasma turns the whole canyon into a horrible world. People and animals dare not enter, and this place becomes a paradise of death...

Of course, it is still early summer in May, and there are still many days before the arrival of midsummer. It's not the time to produce poison miasma...

A group of five people were trekking on the rugged winding path like a cecum in Ziyuexia... While walking, they carefully stepped on the protrusion on the stone, lest they accidentally step on the dark black sauce purple. The dark black sauce purple was produced by the rotten corpses of animals mixed with feces that I don't know how many years. The face is either extremely poisonous, or there are some poisonous snakes, insects and ants hidden... If you step on it, there will be unexpected trouble...

All five of them are wearing clothes sewn with animal skin. Although the workmanship is rough, they are thick and very warm... Because they are wrapped in thick animal skin, it is difficult to see whether the five people are men or women...

The person in front of him is slightly short, but his hands are flexible. Between the ups and downs, he accurately falls on the stone several feet away, and does not look back, and walks carefully between the stone peaks carefully... Obviously, he is exploring the way. The few people behind him are tall, but the people in front of them are looking forward to each other. Between the ups and downs, they follow closely. The short man in front...

Several people were buried on their way. At this time, the moon had passed the middle sky, and the cyan moonlight fell, shining everything around clearly...

A sad roar suddenly came along the dense forest and strange rocks... The person in front of him suddenly stopped... He didn't look back, just raised his arm and made a downward gesture...