If the seven elders of Kongtong pick up one out alone, they will be the oldest first. I am afraid that few people will like to look at them in front of them. Their strength is really ashamed of the head.

However, these seven-injury formations are the means by which Kongtong Sect relies on for survival, and their attack power is comparable to that of the sixty-four first-timers. In the world, if we only talk about attack power, the seven-injury formations can rank in the top ten.

Therefore, although Dugu Kuangren was not afraid, as soon as he entered the secret room, he first flashed to the left. When he entered his eyes, he saw the seven elders of Kongtong sitting upright in the middle of the secret room, his eyelids drooping and his expression was peaceful. He seemed to have not taken Dugu Kuangren seriously, and he didn't even have the intention to take action.

Dugu Kuang chuckled and didn't take action. There were two flashes at the door. Xiaoxiao Monk and Eight-Armed Immortal Ji also walked in. The door of the secret room creaked and closed automatically. The people behind him would not come in any case.

When the Eight-Armed Immortal Ji came in, the seven old men still didn't raise their heads or open their eyes. Obviously, their standards for judging people are mainly based on internal strength. When the powerful internal strength comes in, the seven people straightened their bodies. The current number one old man said: "Kongtong Shaolin has always been friends with each other. Why do this master still ruin me Kongtong?"

Although Xiaoxiao Monk has rebelled from Shaolin, that bald head cannot grow hair as he rebelled. In addition, he is wearing high-end Shaolin clothing, so calling him Master is not abrupt.

The monk Xiaoxiao smirked and touched his bald head and said, "Old men, don't blame the monk for being cruel. He is determined to spend money on silver to buy the Qishu boxing brochure. Monk, I just happened to be short of silver to spend money, so I had to come here."

The seventh elders all changed their faces, and the first elder snorted: "Just for this boxing book, can you kill many disciples in my sect?"

Xiaoxiao monk smiled again and said, "There is nothing you can do. If you don't show up, the people outside don't let us approach here. What can you do if you don't kill me?"

The first elder snorted, his beard and hair were not in the wind, and he sang: "Okay, okay, okay, what can I do if I don't kill? Today, I will do it if I don't kill."

After the words came, his body had already stood up, and the six elders behind him also stood up. The four people in the back put their palms on the backs of the two in the middle. The two men in the middle printed their palms behind the first elder. Needless to say, they were the method of borrowing the merits and the seven elders' skills were all tied to the first elder.

Seeing this posture, Xiaoxiao Monk dared not stand in front of him, and hid behind Dugu Kuangren with a scream. As for the eight-armed fairy girl, she has been hiding behind Dugu Kuangren since entering the door, holding two silver knives in each hand to play. The knives are very beautiful, less than seven inches in length, and there are dragon heads, tiger heads, lion heads, and leopard heads on the hilts. Just look at the style, and they are definitely small decorative knives.

Dugu Kuangren knew it was time for him to take action. Liuyang Rongxue Sword shook and drew a piece of piercing the first elder. Although it was just a bluff, it looked extremely powerful.

The corner of the first old man gently raised his mouth, and his right fist was handed out, and his movements were slow, but he started from his fist. A big white fist shadow had condensed in front of him. As Dugu Kuangren had just run halfway, the white shadow suddenly burst out.

So fast, Dugu Kuangren was prepared for a long time, and was hit by the fist shadow in front of his chest. The level seven-level unmoved Ming Wang Jue did not work at all. Dugu Kuangren flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and stuck to the wall with a snap.

It was not until this time that the first elder in Kongtong slowly said to himself: "The first injury is broken."

When the words were finished, the seven-year-old's body shook slightly, and there was a look of pain on his face. Obviously, the Qiwu Fist, which was also low, also hurt him, made them feel uncomfortable, but the seven people shared the pain, which was much smaller.

Dugu Kuangren was not so uncomfortable. When his body slid, he slapped his feet on the wall and his body gently popped out. When he landed on the ground, his heart suddenly felt ache, as if something was hitting his heart hard. As strong as him, he couldn't help but stagger and almost fell. The power of the seven-injury punch emitted by the seven-injury formation was indeed powerful.

With one punch, Dugu Kuangren lost more than a thousand blood. When he hurriedly stuffed a rejuvenation pill into his mouth, Dugu Kuangren also looked back at Xiaoxiao Monk and the Eight-Armed Immortal Girl and nodded slightly. This meant that he told him that the seven punches were enough to resist, and they only needed to issue a fatal blow at the last moment.

Seeing Dugu Kuangren nodding, Xiaoxiao Monk, who had raised his palm, put down his hand and stared at Dugu Kuangren with his eyes wide open. However, the eight-armed Immortal Girl was still smiling and even threw four silver swords up and down, making her feel very unhappy.

At this moment, the first veteran sent out his fists, following his words, "The second injury, the love is broken, the third injury, the intention is separated."

This time, it was not a white fist shadow, and there was no sound of wind. Dugu Kuangren, a few meters away, banged and pounded five times in the blink of an eye. Every time he rang, his body retreated back. In his chest, five depressions appeared with the sound, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking.

After the five punches, Dugu Kuangren also spat out five mouthfuls of blood. These five punches hit the left and right shoulder blades, the middle of the throat, the middle of the dantian and the middle of the chest, causing nearly 3,000 injuries. This is not a terrible thing. What is terrible is that after the five punches, Dugu Kuangren's body actually had a brief numbness.

Although the paralysis went away quickly, Kongtong's first elder's fist stretched faster. This time, his fists were put together and smashed from top to bottom. As he thought, "The fourth injury hurts Gu Shukong."

With a loud buzz, invisible pressure whistled from top to bottom in the secret room. Xiaoxiao Monk and the Eight-Armed Immortal Ji changed their faces at the same time. Xiaoxiao Monk's big hand had been raised and he was about to greet him with the powerful Vajra palm.

The paralysis effect of Dugu Kuangren at this time just passed, and he shouted anxiously, "Don't do it." He shook his hand and stuffed a rejuvenation pill into his mouth. His body bounced up, just floating on the heads of Xiaoxiao Monk and the Eight-Armed Immortal Ji. The fist power also blasted down at this time. Xiaoxiao Monk and the Eight-Armed Immortal Ji heard a click in his ears. Dugu Kuangren's body had already smashed down and rolled the two of them into a ball.

After four fists, the seven elders of Kongtong also gasped and did not attack. The three Dugu Kuangren and the other two took advantage of this kung fu and stood up in a mess. The eight-armed immortal girl stood behind Dugu Kuangren. When she saw Dugu Kuangren's back, she screamed in surprise, and then she smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

Dugu Kuangren's back was terrible. Not only did he turn blood and flesh, but there were still a few bones standing upside down. If it didn't hurt, it would be pure nonsense. Fortunately, this was just an illusory world. If it were real, this injury would be enough for people to die a few times.

Hearing the words of the Eight-Armed Immortal Ji, Dugu Kuangren gritted his teeth, squeezed out a smile and said, "If you don't finish the seven punches, you won't feel the pain."

As soon as these words were said, the seven elders of Kongtong took a breath of air. The first old man said in a hoarse voice: "What a man, but he did this unjust thing. I won't kill you today, so let's go quickly."

Dugu Kuangman smiled and scratched Liuyang Rongxue in front of him and said, "I will not leave if I have no seven injuries, so I will not leave." His body shook and rushed forward again.

The first old man sighed lightly, and seemed to randomly swung his fists forward. When the first fist was slapped, Dugu Kuangren's body was thrust backwards by the invisible and intangible force. Then, the first old man's fists were swung faster and faster. Every time he swung, there was a punch force. Dugu Kuangren's body retreated repeatedly and quickly retreated to the wall. Invisible, he could only see his chest, one concave and another concave, as if he was constantly pounding by a giant tree. The sound of beating was like a drum.

The first elder of Kongtong had no intention of stopping at all, and the name of this fist was also said, "The fifth injury, the sixth injury, the liver and gallbladder are broken." There is only the word "heavy gallbladder" in the world, but he said that the liver and gallbladder are broken. Compared with the fragmentation, it is naturally much stronger.

Seeing that Dugu Kuangren's chest was about to be blown into mud, Xiaoxiao Monk couldn't help but raise his palm again. Dugu Kuangren could no longer speak, so he just glared at him fiercely and shook his head gently.

Xiaoxiao Monk also knew that even if he took action at this time, he decided not to kill the seven elders of Kongtong. After all, it was the seven elders who had a heart and were very high in their hearts. Only when Dugu Kuangren took the last punch and brought back enough damage, he and the eight-armed Immortal Ji could kill the seven elders whose qi and blood had been reversed. This was agreed upon before he came.

But seeing Dugu Kuangren being beaten like this, he felt a little unbearable, and raised his palm a few times until the eight-armed immortal Ji couldn't help but kick him, and then put his palm down, but turned his head aside and didn't want to look at it again.

The bang sounded again for countless times, and finally stopped. Dugu Kuangren chuckled his almost fleshless chest and slowly moved forward. Seeing him like this, the first old man in Kongtong frowned and said sternly: "I know you, the tourists from the world, are immortal, but if I get the seventh injury, you will definitely die. Stop quickly and I will spare you."

Dugu Kuangren coughed, and his body twitched, a pile of flesh and blood that was not known to be liver or gallbladder, and said slowly: "You can try this punch, can you kill us?"

The first old man in Kongtong snorted and said, "Since that's the case, I will make you wait."

After saying that, he put his right fist in front of him. In front of him, a golden shadow appeared, which was as high as a secret room and as wide as a secret room.

After the first old man in Kongtong condensed his fist, he spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were covered with blood, and he said softly: "The seventh injury, the blood and bones are gone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fist shadow began to slowly push forward. When Dugu Kuangren and the other two were stunned when they saw this situation, they were stunned. If the fist shadow that was actually pushed over like this, and the force was greater, they could really squeeze the three of them into flesh paste. At that time, they would probably have no blood left.

Xiaoxiao monk even cursed and shouted: "Damn, I know why they only hide here. Only here can their move be called "Blood and Boneless."

Indeed, if you leave the secret room, no matter how capable the Seven Old Masters of Kongtong are, they will never be able to condense the fist shadows that fill the world with heaven and earth. Without blood and bones, they will no longer exist.
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