A fist ... Now you can also see it as a boxing method.

"What name is it?" Fang Yu scratched his head and thought about it.

Regarding the name, Fang Yu has never been good at.

"Forget it, just take the Tiandao Cross Bao. After all, this boxing is condensed by the Tiandao Jue and the Golden Cross Sword in the Eye of the Avenue." Soon, Fang Yu made a decision.

Tiandao Cross Boxing is the name of this new masterpiece.

After solving this problem, Fang Yu closed his eyes.

As soon as he moved, he returned to the Qiankun Tower.

"Master, you are back." The tears of extremely cold still stood still, "What is the gain?"

"It's not bad." Fang Yu nodded gently, looked at the small group whirlwind in the air.

If the gloves represent a fist, what is this cyclone?

Fang Yu stepped forward, stretched out his hand against this small group of cyclones.

"!"

When Fang Yu's hand touched the whirlwind, he immediately felt a rotation of the sky, and at the same time, his body became lighter.
Chapter completed!