Mythical Cultivation

Chapter 311 Falling into Anxiety

If this ice palm hits the enemy's body, the enemy's entire body will probably be frozen in an instant, becoming an immovable ice sculpture, and can only be manipulated and slaughtered at will!

At this moment, Wu Ming showed no hesitation or retreat. At the moment Zhou Ling launched his palm strike, his eyes fixed, his body suddenly moved, and his right fist clenched like lightning, smashing towards Gao Mingyuan fiercely! This punch was the boxing technique he practiced every day - the Thunder Fist.

Wu Ming's fist, brimming with boundless power, roared out like a bolt of thunder piercing the night sky, its force unleashing a terrifying force. Once unleashed, the power of this Thunder Fist was unstoppable and unstoppable.

Anyone who was hit by this fist would feel as if struck by lightning, and the affected area would become charred from the inside out, a horrible sight.

However, while this style was undoubtedly powerful, it had a significant flaw: its movements were so deafening and earth-shattering that it was difficult to execute a silent attack. Therefore, this style was often only suitable for intense head-on combat.

As expected, when Wu Ming just threw this powerful punch, Gao Mingyuan, who was already insidious, cunning and scheming, immediately sensed the approaching danger.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer, and he sneered, "Humph, you dare to show off such childish ideas in front of me? You are simply overestimating your own abilities!"

After saying that, he reacted quickly, raised his right fist without fear, and hit back at Wu Ming's attack with all his might.

It is worth mentioning that Gao Mingyuan not only discovered Wu Ming's attack in time, but also, with his sharp eyes like an eagle, he inferred at a glance from the age characteristics revealed on Wu Ming's hand skin that the person in front of him was not very old.

Clearly, the man who dared to challenge him was still young, not particularly strong, and probably lacked experience. Based on this assessment, Gao Mingyuan was filled with contempt for Wu Ming, believing him to be no match for him.

So, he completely abandoned the idea of ​​defense and chose to attack instead, fully unleashing his own unique skill, the Crazy Shark Fist. Each move of the Crazy Shark Fist was as ferocious and violent as a giant shark in the sea, causing internal bleeding in anyone struck. It was a relatively advanced boxing technique.

Wu Ming and Gao Mingyuan exchanged punches, making a loud thud. Both were a little surprised by the punch.

What Wu Ming didn't expect was that the deputy leader of the Black Dragon Village was such a sinister and cunning person! He was wearing a pair of gleaming boxing gloves on his hands.

Wu Ming unleashed his proud Thunder Fist without hesitation, striking the opponent with the force of a thunderbolt. However, this seemingly powerful blow failed to penetrate the deputy village chief due to the gloves he was wearing.

Although the deputy village chief's fist was slightly damaged by the powerful impact, it was only a minor skin injury.

At the same time, Gao Mingyuan was secretly thinking, "This boy looks young, but I didn't expect his boxing skills to be so fierce and ferocious, with astonishing power! Fortunately, I was prepared and brought these indestructible boxing gloves. Otherwise, I'm afraid that this hand of mine would have lost nearly half of its strength. Don't take it lightly!"

Wu Ming and Gao Mingyuan were both secretly on guard, not daring to underestimate their opponent. Then, they swung their fists at each other again. For a moment, the field was filled with fist shadows crisscrossing like a torrential rain.

Sometimes, the fists of both sides collided fiercely, making a dull thunderous sound; sometimes, one side's fist missed and slammed into the hard ground, smashing the smooth bluestone slabs into pieces, instantly turning into flying dust, lingering around the two men for a long time.

Although there is indeed a certain gap in strength between Wu Ming, Zhou Ling, Shen Hao and Gao Mingyuan, judging from the current battle situation, it is obviously not easy to determine the winner in a short period of time.

As the deputy commander of the Bai Mansion's guards, Zhou Ling's cultivation was truly unfathomable! Although he was initially at a disadvantage against Shen Hao due to losing the initiative, he relied on his superb martial arts and profound internal strength to stubbornly resist Shen Hao's fierce attacks, not suffering even the slightest damage.

At this moment, Shen Hao thought to himself: "This opponent's cultivation is not inferior to mine at all. I really don't know who he is.

Could it be the highly skilled swordsmen of the Yu Jian Sect? Or the masters of the Xuan Yuan Sect, renowned for their strength? Or perhaps a powerful figure from the Cheng family of Baishui County? Could it be the elite troops under the command of the Changping County Governor? Or perhaps a mysterious figure sent by the Bai Mansion of Changling County?

Elsewhere, the fierce battle between Wu Ming and Gao Mingyuan was also in full swing. Both men were seen engaging in a fistfight, trading blows, neither giving in.

Each punch contained a force of a thousand pounds, sending gusts of wind whistling past. For a moment, the two fought in a stalemate, basically showing a situation of equal strength. It was unlikely that the winner would be determined in a short time.

However, this place was, after all, Black Dragon Village's territory. The sounds of the four men's fierce fighting had already alerted the bandits within the village. Led by their respective leaders and captains, these bandits surged in like a tide, surrounding the small courtyard in the blink of an eye.

"Village leader! Deputy village leader! Our subordinates and I have failed to perform our duties properly and are late. Please punish us, Village Leader!"

A burst of shouting was heard, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see five figures flash into the scene like ghosts. These five people were dressed in the same black robes, with upright postures and solemn expressions.

At this moment, Gao Mingyuan, who was fighting fiercely with Wu Ming, suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahahahaha, how can you two possibly escape? The brothers are all here. Even if you two have the power to reach the sky and penetrate the earth, you can't escape this encirclement today!"

His face was full of pride, his moves became more and more fierce, and the fight with Wu Ming became more intense.

While fending off Gao Mingyuan's attacks, Wu Ming exchanged a glance with Zhou Ling beside him. From each other's gazes, they both understood the dire situation—if they didn't come up with a plan, they might actually die today.

Meanwhile, Shen Hao, observing the situation with a stern expression, methodically issued orders, "Five Hall Masters, listen up! Quickly step forward and assist us in capturing these two. The rest of you, brothers, stand guard around the courtyard and don't let them have the slightest chance of escape!"