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Chapter 143 Covering the sky with one hand

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    Zhang Debiao didn't take those patterns to heart, and continued to run Longmeng Baoxiang, Dachitian Demon God Art and Tai Tan Fu Neng Sheng.  The mental method occupies thirty-two of the thirty-seven dou qi passages.

    No matter the seventh-ranked Longmeng Baoxiang or the fourth-ranked Great Chitian Demon God Art, they can't occupy all the fighting energy channels, and the tenth-ranked Titan Foneng Shengjue only occupies thirty-two fighting energy channels.  But this is already the mind method that Zhang Debiao knows so far that covers the most fighting qi channels.

    Thirty-two battle qi passages, even the code of the God King Palace may not have such a wide passage!

    Zhang Debiao closed his eyes and concentrated, and opened them again after a while, feeling restless, why he couldn't calm down to practice today, and all the patterns drawn by the old lunatic appeared in his mind over and over again.

    These patterns are graffiti by the old lunatic. It seems to be a martial art, but how can you believe what the lunatic draws?  Zhang Debiao knew this clearly, but those patterns were still inevitably imprinted in his mind, as if they contained a great charm.

    Zhang Debiao let out a breath of turbid air slowly, and simply stopped practicing. He got up and came to the patterns drawn by the old lunatic. Those patterns had already been erased by him, leaving only the shape of a hand.

    His eyes fell on that hand, and he couldn't move it away anymore. He saw that this hand was half-clasped and half-bent, as if the baby was holding his little hand tightly when he was in the mother's womb, holding all the energy of his whole body in his hand.

    This seemingly ordinary pattern fell into Zhang Debiao's eyes, but it became extremely charming, as if he had penetrated the creation of all boxing techniques, and integrated all the boxing intentions of time into this picture, including all changes in boxing intentions!

    "This is definitely not the martial arts of an old lunatic!"

    Zhang Debiao was inexplicably shocked. Although the old lunatic was a sword master and was almost invincible, Zhang Debiao had fought with him for so long and knew his martial arts like the back of his hand. If he had such profound martial arts, he might be able to pinch himself to death with one finger!

    Zhang Debiao couldn't help being deeply attracted by this palm. This pattern was imprinted into his brain, and gradually changed in his mind. It was obviously a pattern of death, but it started to move in his mind.

    I saw the clenched palm slowly spread out, the five fingers bloomed like lotus flowers, and the knuckles vibrated, each vibration was a change, mysterious and mysterious, more mysterious and profound than Zongmoluo's lotus fingers!

    Thumb, little finger, ring finger, middle finger, index finger, the changes of each finger can be handed down as a brand new martial art, definitely a fighting skill even more brilliant than the lotus finger!

    The change of that palm is still continuing, the combination of layers of palms and seals seems to cover the sky in the blink of an eye, turning into a huge idea, an invincible idea!

    Zhang Debiao sat there obsessively, the pattern in his mind kept changing, endless, it seemed that all punches and punches came out of this palm!

    Boxer!

    The mother of all boxing techniques and intentions!

    Zhang Debiao's entire spirit is caught in these endless changes, changing with these changes.

    I don't know how long it took, those changes stopped suddenly, and I saw the five fingers of the hand in the pattern curling slowly, and clenched it towards the palm, still clenched the five fingers tightly, like a baby in the mother's womb, holding its own spiritual energy in the fist  middle.

    Zhang Debiao's hand couldn't help but follow the pattern, and all the energy in his whole body was held in his hand. Suddenly, the Taiyin Lung Meridian of his hand began to vibrate, and the battle qi was about to move in a strange rhythm, and then the Yangming Large Intestine Meridian of his Hand also began to vibrate.  , and then more meridians vibrated, and the thirty-seven vindictive channels all over the body vibrated endlessly in an instant!

    None of the three mental methods of Longmeng Baoxiang, Evil Spirit Scripture and Titan Foneng Shengjue included all the channels of fighting energy, but this pattern actually mobilized all channels of fighting energy!

    At that moment, Zhang Debiao even thought that if he hit this punch, it would break the sky!

    "Wake up! Wake up!"

    Zhang Debiao opened his eyes, only to see Xiao Hei lying at his feet, suddenly raised his head, and the old lunatic beside him was making a fuss, shouting: "The mushroom is awake!"

    The black mist all over Zayed's body was swept away immediately, and he quickly asked: "Aman, what's the matter with you? You have been in a coma for so long, and you still don't wake up no matter what!"

    "How long have I been asleep?" Zhang Debiao was very puzzled. He watched the pattern change, as if all the boxing changes were completed in an instant, and it didn't take long to return to the original.

    Holy Magister Zaid said indifferently: "The Blackstone prison guards have come to deliver meals seventeen times."

    "I delivered meals seventeen times, nearly six days.Even stronger!  "

    Just at this moment, the stone room suddenly trembled violently, and there was a booming sound coming from the ground, each sound becoming more dull, as if there was an extremely huge wild beast stretching its body underground.

    There was a sudden noise in the corridor of the Black Stone Iron Prison. Zhang Debiao hurriedly went to the window to look, and saw an outsider demon with the head of a snake and eight arms of Shura standing in the corridor.  Swimming past, he said loudly: "That thing is making a fuss again, Zig, don't just stand still, go join hands to suppress it!"

    These extraterritorial demons left quickly and went straight to the next level of the Blackstone Iron Prison.

    "What is hidden under the Blackstone Iron Prison?" Zhang Debiao was slightly taken aback, and said to himself.

    Zaid's eyes flickered, and he said, "How do I know? This thing has caused trouble once, but you were in a coma at the time, so you didn't know it."

    "I didn't ask you again."

    Looking back, Zhang Debiao saw that the holy magister of the undead was hiding his eyes, obviously knowing the reason for the commotion, and said with a smile, "Could it be that this thing is the treasure of your God King Palace?"

    Zaid laughed strangely, but suddenly kept his face straight and said nothing.  (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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