Dong!

It seems that a meteorite fell to the ground.

The moment the brilliant light exploded, on the plain, everyone's eyes looked at the sky without control, even Fang Yulong, who was heavily repelled by the red gold arrows.

I saw that above the sky, the actual shock wave spread like a concentric circle, stirring the huge sky into a surging sea of ​​qi.

Dong!

The first muffled sound exploded, and there was still a touch of pleasure in Duan Qilong's eyes.

As he expected, even if the enemy in front of him had magical powers of earth, he was too inferior to his martial arts and his boxing skills.

Arrived first with your own fist!

Hurricane, broken.

True Gang, retreat.

Clothes, torn.

Go straight to your chest!

Under this Shikigami Fist, nothing seemed to be able to stop it. In less than a thousand percent of the moment, the violent collision sounded through the body.

Under the cracked black suit, the iron-slim chest suddenly collapsed, and the ribs that were smashed into pieces were smashed to pieces.

The extremely ferocious fist force even penetrated the body shell and came out of its back, swaying a large amount of airflow and clouds, causing the goshawks and black dogs to scream in shock.

Fierce!

At this moment, even Yang Yu, who had experienced the baptism of Zhang Xuanba and the sloppy Taoist martial will, his eyes could not help but be congested and red.

The huge pain surged from the whole body and turned into a frenzy, as if it was about to overwhelm his mind.

Duan Qilong's fist is far inferior to Zhang Xuanba in the illusion of Liujishan, and there is no need for the sloppy Taoist in the illusion of Wanxiangshan. The sword intent of the sloppy Taoist in the illusion of Wanxiangshan is sharp.

But it also has the power to destroy.

But he restrained the heart-wrenching pain, and his fist that had reached its limit also handed it out and hammered it towards Duanqilong.

In his palm, half of the mustard seed space was in his palm, and another surging force followed.

This is when he was fighting with Foyin Yue in the mountains of Wanxiang, he intercepted the palm power of the most master who practiced horizontally for thousands of years!

The two are integrated, even though his strength has not fully recovered, it is still the strongest punch he has ever shot!

'die!'

The solid feel made Duan Qilong's heart greatly increase, but one tenth of the moment was insufficient, in his ears,

Then the second 'drum beat' rang.

This exploded from his body shell!

"Um?!"

Duan Qilong's pupils contracted violently for a moment, and were immediately filled with strong blood, and even squeezed out of his eyes!

The enemy in front of him has thin true energy, poor boxing skills, and even inferior horizontal practice. Even the unknown true energy is unable to resist himself because he has not achieved great success.

He never had the will to martial arts and had a sharp fist.

But in the moment of this punch and body, a chill rose in his heart irresistible. The power contained in this punch was beyond his imagination!

The power of the Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants is the best in the world, but he has seen it before!

A few years ago, he had a fight with Xiaobazun Qi Daoguang on Linlong Dao and witnessed the power of "Qingtian".

But the power contained in this punch is far more than it is!

Domineering fist, the earth-shaking magical powers of the ten dragons and ten elephants, the old mother's mountain-splitting technique, the Buddha's elephant casting, the Vajra indestructible...

But in addition, there seems to be another person's imprint...

In an instant, countless thoughts emerged in his mind.

But in the end, it turned into several notes, accompanied by boiling blood:

"You are cheating!"

boom!

Just a touch!

Under everyone's gaze, the blood of the two of them splattered out at the same time. One of them rose up, invaded by the fist, breaking through the wind and air waves, and rising all the way.

It seems like I am going to be hit out of the sky by this punch.

Another figure, like a meteor falling from the ground, hitting Han Feng's mansion, which was lined up to fight against the enemy with violent burning light!

"not good!"

The extremely fierce air waves shook all the gravels that hit Han Feng Mansion into powder in just one moment, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

"Everyone, all disperse!"

Without thinking, he let out a long roar, and the true energy between his palms was boiling and burning. Behind him, there seemed to be a shadow of a mountain emerging.

Then, with the help of the power of the formation, he stepped into the air and handed out his palms one after another, with soft force, trying to lift the dragon.

However, again!

Bang!

Han Feng's mind was trembling. When the fall, the momentum was extremely fierce. He handed out dozens of palm energy and it was destroyed with one touch.

Immediately, along with himself, he was smashed onto the plain.

boom!

Just as a massive thunder and fire bomb was detonated, the entire plain was like a dragon turning over, and large areas of mud, sand, soil and rocks surged like waves, rising ten feet high like curtains.

As the air waves that were extremely violent spread, the faces of the elite masters of the Shan Ghost Squad changed wildly and were blown out of their true abilities.

The closer the distance was, the true weapon was shattered, coughing up blood and flying backwards, and even the sword could not hold it.

fear.

fear!

Looking at the scene that looked like a mushroom cloud soaring into the sky, not to mention the flying eagle archer who was seriously injured on the outside, even Fang Yulong was shocked.

Duan Qilong is naturally not an invincible person, but he can hardly believe his eyes when he is defeated by someone with fists and is defeated by a fist in the moment of head-on collision.

You know, he was also famous on the mountain and river list by King Zhao of the Western Palace.

"Two breaths, Buddhist Zen? Could it be that the reliance behind him is..."

The surging air flow blew across the plain, and Dao Ren Lin's eyes suddenly became deeper. Dao Ren Zhenyan could not help but be surprised.

Zhao Kun was even more dumbfounded and after a while he said: "I... fuck..."

Only Qin Si's nervous hands were wet, and he grabbed the sleeves of Uncle Master's sleeves, almost crying:

"He, he..."

Looking at Qin Si, who was pale and was about to cry, Daoren Lin's expression became extremely complicated. He wanted to pull out his sleeves, but he was a little reluctant:

"This kid, he can't die..."

Hurry!

The special martial robe was completely torn apart, and blood surged between Yang Yu's mouth and nose, and nearly half of his chest collapsed. The eagle roared and caught up with him.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, with a hissing sword sound. This was the stubborn sword intent that the sloppy Taoist in his body could not be driven away for many days.

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He stopped flying, Yang Yu turned over and fell on the eagle's back, and the jade pendant given by Qin Si also shone brightly at the right time, driving away all injuries.

With a few sounds of "click", his collapsed chest had recovered without any delay. Yang Yu pulled out his mysterious clothes and put them on.

It prompted the goshawk to dive, rushing towards the ruins of the plain like an arrow, where the dust rises like a mushroom cloud.

"Brother Duan!"

Without caring about Dao Ren Lin, Fang Yulong quickly pulled out, wrapped his true energy and rushed into the ruins like a dragon. His sword raised and pointed to the goshawk that was swooping down:

"Yang Yu..."

Before the shock and anger was heard, it was interrupted. In the pit of ruins, the palms covered with blood grabbed his ankle:

"Walk!"

Han Feng's mansion turned over and sat up, blood surging like a spring, his clothes were broken, and he was extremely embarrassed.

In front of him, Duan Qilong was covered in blood, as if the 84,000 pores all around him were bleeding, extremely miserable.

But he is still not dead!

"Walk!"
To be continued...