The next moment, Zhou Hanguang's figure suddenly appeared in front of Wei Zong, and he punched Wei Zong hard, who had not retreated far.
"Boy, you've completely pissed me off!"
Zhou Hanguang's face was ferocious, and the power contained in his fists was even stronger.
Although he is a sword cultivator, after all, he is at the seventh level of Qitian Realm. Even with fists, ordinary Qitian Realm warriors may not be able to withstand it.
With a bang, a violent punch suddenly cut through the sky and hit Wei Zong hard.
In fact, when Zhou Hanguang punched, Wei Zong subconsciously released the laws of the world, surrounding him three feet away. When the power of the punch invaded three feet outside his body, Wei Zong struggled to use the laws of the world and quickly reduced it.
With the power of this punch.
In the end, although the power of the punch was exhausted, the impact contained in that punch knocked Wei Zong away from a distance. After flying in the air for a long time, Wei Zong stopped his momentum.
At this moment, Zhou Hanguang's figure was like a meteorite, and he bumped into him arrogantly, and punched him again!
"Um?"
Seeing the faint shadow of a stove that could be seen on Zhou Hanguang's body, Wei Zong finally understood why Zhou Hanguang was unscathed just now.
"It turned out to be a furnace for refining the body, no wonder."
In fact, at the seventh level of Qitian Realm, a warrior can use the vitality of heaven and earth as a furnace to refine his body like a weapon, making his body stronger than ever before. And Zhou Hanguang is a true disciple of the Qiantian Sword Sect.
Brother, the resources you get will definitely not be less, so even the furnace body refining is much stronger than the average Qitian realm seventh level warrior. It is natural to be able to take the blow from him without any damage.
Just when Wei Zong was thinking about this, Zhou Hanguang's fist also arrived in front of Wei Zong.
Looking at the fist that was thrown at his face, Wei Zong also had a rare look of anger in his eyes. He usually suppressed others and hit him, but he had never been suppressed by others.
So, without thinking, Wei Zong punched him directly.
boom!
The two fists collided in the space, causing ripples. After a moment of stalemate, one figure took a few steps back, and the other figure flew out directly.
The one who flew backwards was naturally Wei Zong, but this time he naturally stopped his momentum before flying very far.
Waving his hand, Wei Zong looked at Zhou Hanguang on the other side provocatively, and raised his fingers at him: "That punch just now was good, try again!"
In Zhou Hanguang's eyes, this was a naked provocation. The anger in his eyes was about to burst out. When had he ever experienced such anger?
The next moment, he rushed forward again.
Looking at Zhou Hanguang, who was flying towards him rapidly, Wei Zong's eyes slowly turned cold. He was no longer planning to hold back, and was ready to use all his strength.
In Wei Zong's hands, a flaming sword took shape again. But what was different from before was that wisps of black material slowly climbed up along the sword. Slowly, this black material directly covered the entire flaming sword.
At this time, the whole body of the flaming sword had turned black, and every movement seemed to be accompanied by a strong ominous meaning. Even Wei Zong had big beads of sweat flowing down his head, as if he was controlling the black sword to attack him.
It's not easy either.
But Wei Zong still slowly raised the black sword, and at this time, Zhou Hanguang also arrived...
Seeing that the two were about to collide with each other, Wei Zong's eyes flashed with light. Even if the opponent had a furnace to refine his body, he would not be able to receive his blow safely.
At this time, everyone far away widened their eyes and even stopped breathing, as if they were watching the result of this blow.
However, at this moment...
A somewhat slovenly figure suddenly appeared between the two, a somewhat thin old man.
"Master!"
When Wei Zong saw the old man, he quickly took the force. How exquisitely he controlled the force. Although it was a bit difficult to control the black sword, it still stopped an inch away from Zhao Chunfeng. However, Zhou Hanguang was not so good.
After regaining control, when he saw Zhao Chunfeng appear, he was caught off guard and bumped straight into Zhao Chunfeng.
"Go! Go! Go……"
Zhao Chunfeng flicked his fingers with some displeasure, and directly ejected Zhou Hanguang far away. Zhou Hanguang, who had rushed over quickly, flew backwards at a faster speed than when he came in.
It flew quite a distance before Zhou Hanguang stopped.
He finally got up and couldn't help it anymore. He pointed at Zhao Chunfeng and yelled: "Where did you come from, this bad old man, who even dares to interfere with my affairs?"
Hearing his words, Zhao Chunfeng's face suddenly darkened slightly: "You are on my territory and you are beating my disciples. Do you think I should be in charge?"
"Your territory?"
Zhou Hanguang was confused for a moment, then suddenly realized, pointed at Zhao Chunfeng and said: "So you are Zhao Chunfeng!"
"Whose disciple are you? Don't you even know how to respect your teacher? You can call me by my name?" Zhao Chunfeng said coldly. He was already getting angry. Wei Zong looked at Zhao Chunfeng in surprise.
Even though his master was usually not upright, when his face turned serious, he looked really majestic.
However, Zhou Hanguang didn't seem to see that Zhao Chunfeng was about to get angry, and still laughed and said: "Hey, you can only scare others, but you can't scare me. My brother is a true disciple, and I have heard what he said about you.
Elder is just a name, there is no need to be afraid..."
"Ignorance of etiquette, slap in the face!"
Before Zhou Hanguang could finish speaking, Zhao Chunfeng interrupted him with a sharp shout.
The next moment, a phantom appeared in front of Zhou Hanguang. Who could it be if it wasn't Zhao Chunfeng? Before Zhou Hanguang could react, the phantom slapped Zhou Hanguang hard on the face.
There was a snapping sound, and the onlookers also heard something in their hearts. In their painful eyes, a few white teeth mixed with blood flew directly out of Zhou Hanguang's mouth.
"Now we're in trouble!"
This is what everyone is thinking.
At this time, the shadow slowly disappeared. Zhou Hanguang was left with a huge slap mark on his face. The traces of his five fingers were clearly visible. His face was swollen like a pig's head. Zhou Hanguang was slapped.
But he was motionless, with no movement at all. Wei Zong couldn't help but wonder whether this child's IQ was not very high, and the master's slap directly knocked him out!
But, no.
After being stunned for a long time, Zhou Hanguang finally came to his senses and screamed like a chicken killing:
"You, you, you... actually dare to hit me - I tell you, you are finished -"