Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 23: All Horizontal Practitioners

Fang Mushan thrust his spear forward fiercely. The tip of the spear was like a lively dragon head, carrying a fierce gust of wind, and rushed straight into the core of the enemy formation.

The gun moves with the body, and the body moves with the gun. Every dance brings out a light and shadow.

The spear tassel spun like dragon scales, shining with a cold light.

Xu Yun, who had mastered the martial arts, died. With Fang Mushan's extraordinary talent, he seemed to be invincible in front of this group of confused soldiers.

Wherever he went, the enemies fell down one after another, some were picked up and sent flying by the tip of the gun, while others were swept down by the barrel of the gun, and screams were heard everywhere.

But soon, an old soldier shouted "form a formation!", and the soldiers who showed signs of unrest, despite the successive casualties, forcibly formed into a semi-circle, with spears in front and swords and shields in between.

Seeing this, Fang Mushan couldn't help but feel a little cautious. He swung his spear and charged left and right, but it didn't produce much effect.

The battlefield is different from the world of martial arts where one person fights alone. People are attacking from all directions. If you are not careful, even a martial artist with the three-combination skills will die.

Fang Mushan gritted his teeth.

If I were fully dressed in armor, these people in front of me would be nothing but chickens and dogs...

They are just a bunch of nobodies, but among the thirty elite soldiers sent out by Zhang Shuyang, the weakest ones are just beginners in martial arts.

Strictly speaking, the fact that Fang Mushan could fight alone for such a long time is enough to show that he has an amazing physique.

On Xu Yunfan's side, he pushed himself out of the hole with one hand, grabbed the long sword at Xu Yun's waist, and swung it towards Yang Gan above.

He naturally couldn't use a sword, but his extraordinary arm strength allowed him to use his long sword as a heavy weapon.

Yang Gan narrowed his eyes slightly, his hands hanging down, and he just stood there motionless, just tilting his head slightly, allowing the long sword to fall on his shoulder and neck.

Ding!
There was a sudden sound of metal clashing, and Xu Yunfan was surprised to find that the long sword in his hand could not penetrate at all.

At this time, Li Haomiao's voice came from the bottom of the cave.

"This man has cultivated the Black Body Iron Armor. When he reached perfection, his entire body is covered in armor, and his veins are densely packed like a green python. Ordinary swords and knives are difficult to injure him. If you have a heavy hammer in your hand, you can easily hit him."

I heard Li Haomiao belittle me as worthless.

The corner of Yang Gan's eye twitched slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Xu Yunfan suddenly raised his leg, aiming directly at his groin. The attack was so fierce that even the air made a humming sound.

"What a swift force!"

Yang Gan's pupils contracted sharply. The kick came so hard and fast that he couldn't afford to be careless.

Years of practical experience made him subconsciously close his thighs quickly inward to withstand the fatal blow.

"Why are you keeping your legs together like a woman?"

Xu Yunfan had a mocking sneer on his face, but his hands did not slow down at all.

Before he finished speaking, he decisively let go of the sword in his hand, clenched his fist in an instant, stepped forward, and swung his fist towards Yang Gan's temple with a whistling sound.

When practicing horizontal kung fu, if one does not reach the extreme level of skin training and does not display the state of golden skin, there will always be weaknesses.

The weak points are most likely located in vital parts of the human body, such as the eyes, genitals, back of the head, navel, temples, etc.

Hearing Xu Yunfan's sarcastic mockery, a hint of shame and anger flashed in Yang Gan's eyes.

The action he had just taken to block Xu Yunfan's kick was indeed a bit like that of a shy girl. For this big man who was over 1.9 meters tall, this really hit his sore spot and caused great damage to his self-esteem.

"You're looking for death!" Yang Gan shouted angrily. Facing Xu Yunfan's heavy punch, he did not retreat but advanced instead.

He suddenly raised and pushed his big hand, accurately blocking Xu Yunfan's attack. At the same time, his other hand bent into an elbow, like a sharp battle axe, and stabbed towards Xu Yunfan's jaw.

If this hit was successful, even if Xu Yunfan was not injured, he would be dizzy and confused.

Xu Yunfan's mind suddenly became clear, and he secretly regretted that he still lacked combat experience.

If both sides are skilled in horizontal martial arts, as long as they daze the other side and make it slow down, they can easily attack its vital points and kill it with one blow.

The two men instantly fell into a fierce melee, punching and kicking back and forth. Except for the vital parts, they let go of all their defenses. Both sides used all their skills and tried their best to attack the other.

Yang Gan became more and more frightened as the fight went on.

His horizontal training kung fu has reached a high level. Ordinary swords and knives cannot hurt him at all, and punches and kicks are like tickles to him.

But Xu Yunfan's fists were like heavy hammers, and each blow made his internal organs churn and made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

This forced him to start defending, otherwise as his internal organs were hit more and more times, he might really be shocked to death by Xu Yunfan.

Although he had achieved great success in his horizontal training and his skin was as hard as armor, he had only achieved great success in his horizontal training. Although his tendons and bones had been strengthened, he was still a long way from achieving the external three harmonies, not to mention his blood, marrow and internal organs. His internal organs were still fragile and delicate, and he naturally could not withstand the continuous blows from the hammer.

Xu Yunfan keenly noticed the change in Yang Gan's offensive. Seeing that Yang Gan had been blocking his punches and kicks towards his chest, he understood that Yang Gan was afraid of the hammer technique he could use with his two hands.

At that moment, he no longer had any scruples, and his fists bombarded Yang Gan like a violent storm.

Relying on his extraordinary arm strength, each of his punches weighs a thousand pounds, like a mountain pressing down.

Yang Gan was beaten back step by step. In the end, his arms were numb from swinging to block the attacks, his blood circulation was blocked, and his movements became much slower.

"Wait, I have something to say!"

Yang Gan finally couldn't hold it anymore and had to speak.

If this continued, he was afraid that Xu Yunfan would really beat him to death on the spot, and he had already begun to think of giving up.

Xu Yunfan turned a deaf ear to him, and his fists became more and more fierce. Every time he swung his fist, it seemed to tear the air apart, bringing with it a creepy whistling sound.

Yang Gan was shocked and angry and wanted to withdraw from the battle.

Xu Yunfan would never let him escape easily. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party retreated, he flashed and quickly got close to him, grabbing Yang Gan tightly.

Then, he exerted force from his waist and abdomen, bursting out with astonishing strength, and actually lifted the man weighing nearly 300 pounds into the air, and then suddenly threw him down heavily.

"Oh!"

With a dull thud, Yang Gan fell to the ground, groaning and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

However, his movements were not affected at all. He quickly twisted his body and kicked his legs, breaking free from Xu Yunfan's grasp, and then rolled on the ground several times before standing up.

"You can't even kill this!?"

Xu Yunfan was filled with surprise. Now he finally understood why Li Haomiao said that warriors who practiced horizontal training kung fu were a group of difficult dogskin plasters.

At the same level, if you don't have a magic weapon in your hand, as long as the opponent guards your weak point tightly and doesn't get seriously injured, you can only endure it until it is exhausted.

(End of this chapter)