The lights were like snow, reflecting on the top ten young masters in the south of the Yangtze River, headed by Nangong Wentian. Their faces were full of indignation with their fists clenched. Today's battle is inevitable. If they lose, the top ten young masters will definitely lose their reputation.
sweep the floor.
Nangong Wentian said in a deep voice: "Okay then, let me learn your skills and see if you have the capital to be arrogant."
Ximen Lang snorted coldly and said: "Don't bother, let's get ten of them together, so that I don't have to deal with them one by one. I understand clearly. If I don't knock all ten of you young masters to the ground, you will still be ghosts."
Keep pestering me and come together."
The arrogant arrogance made many wealthy young men very angry. Now they really don’t know the heights of the world, and they won’t shed tears until they see the coffin!
Nangong Wentian gritted his teeth and said: "You are too arrogant. What qualifications do you have to run wild in this place in Shangjiang? Today, let me teach you how to behave." With a flick of his arms, the white suit flew away from his body and was caught.
The person behind catches it.
Under the snow-white silk shirt, the well-developed and bulging muscles form the beauty of gathering strength. This tall and strong man is like a god in Greek mythology. His strong torso makes many women stare at him with blurred eyes.
Nangong Wentian roared, and flew over like an arrow from a string, slashing at the opponent with his two palms like steel knives, making a faint sound of piercing the air.
In the crowd, a knowledgeable person shouted in surprise: "Big monument smasher, this is Brother Nangong's unique skill. It can break a five-centimeter-thick wooden board. That kid has to let him break his bones."
Some people even said with fanatical eyes, "I haven't seen Brother Nangong's real skills for a long time, and now he finally takes action. It's great..."
Worried eyes flashed across the bright eyes of the Huangfu sisters. Huangfu Ruodie clenched her sister's hand a little awkwardly, and whispered anxiously: "What should I do? The teacher will definitely not be able to beat Brother Nangong. He may be injured. This is terrible."
What should we do?”
Huangfu Yudie had the same idea in her mind, but she couldn't think of any good solution for a while, so she had to comfort her sister and said: "Don't worry, maybe a miracle will happen." But he couldn't help but ask himself: Is it really possible?
Did a miracle happen?
For a moment, the two innocent girls could only pray in their hearts that the boy could turn the tide and get through the difficulties.
Before the palm arrived, the wind came first, and the biting wind blew up the hair on Ximen Lang's forehead. There was a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth. Although your stone-slamming hand has reached a certain level, but for the body with Hunyuan
For me, who has the power and the golden bell, it doesn't pose much of a threat. Today is the moment for me to show off my power. I will crush you, the top ten young masters in the south of the Yangtze River.
Without the slightest dodge or block, Ximen Lang allowed the opponent's big stone-breaking hand to sweep over him, and violently struck out with the Storm God's Fist, adopting a head-on approach.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Both of them suffered blows to their bodies. Ximen Lang had a golden bell to protect him, so he only felt a slight pain after receiving two palms from the other party. However, Nangong Wentian couldn't bear the heavy punches with Hunyuan Gong, and he felt as if a big
Hammer hard
The hammer hit his chest, as if all his internal organs were out of place. Qi and blood surged straight into his throat, almost spurting out blood. He pressed it down hard, but his body involuntarily took two steps back, and his face turned livid.
With just one move, the pros and cons were known, and everyone present was shocked. You must know that Nangong Aotian is a god-level figure in their hearts. He has never lost in a fight. Unexpectedly, he was punched back by that kid. It was really
It was surprising. At this moment, they suddenly realized that the boy did have arrogance. In other words, he was called a man of great skill and courage.
The two Huangfu sisters flushed with excitement and almost screamed. They looked at each other, and the worry in their bright eyes turned into joy.
Seeing his eldest brother's defeat, Shangguan Burton shouted: "This boy is challenging one of the top ten young masters of ours. There is no need to talk to him about the morality of the world and fight alone. Let's all join together." In a flash, he rushed over,
He flew up and kicked Ximen Lang in front of him.
The other eight young masters had already been ready to attack. At this time, they rushed over and surrounded Ximen Lang, punching and kicking him like a group of ferocious lions.
After the duel just now, Nangong Wencai truly realized the terrifying strength of his opponent. His original self-confidence had long since evaporated. He only hoped to gather the strength of the top ten young masters to subdue this kid. Otherwise, his reputation would be ruined.
Taking a deep breath, he rushed over again and joined the battle group.
On the lawn, the top ten young masters from the south of the Yangtze River were mixed with Ximen Lang. Their figures were seen flashing quickly and extremely quickly, punching and kicking, whistling in the wind, and banging sounds coming from time to time, which made all the viewers change their minds.
How could such a young man possess such domineering kung fu that he could allow the ten masters to attack together without taking any advantage? It was terrifying.
However, what was more terrifying was yet to come. Without further ado, a figure was hit by Ximen Lang's heavy punch and flew out, falling to the ground.
Everyone exclaimed again and again. Looking carefully, it turned out to be Anyang Xinjun, the second among the top ten young masters. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The severe pain made him grin and his handsome face was deformed and twisted. He struggled to get up.
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Unexpectedly, before he could stand up straight, the seventh Shangguan Burton was kicked by Ximen Lang and flew towards him. He just happened to fall on him. The two of them fell to the ground together, showing an indecent posture of going up and down, as if they were pretending.
Similar.
Shangguan Yunna was shocked and shouted hurriedly: "Brother, how are you?"
Shangguan Burton got up from his second brother and said with a flushed face: "I'm fine." He gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.
Anyang Xinjun also endured the severe pain that penetrated his bones and stood up again, mustering up the courage to join the battle group.
Ximenlang, who was surrounded, began to show off his power. He ignored the fists and kicks hitting his body and unleashed the powerful Storm God Fist. He could only hear the continuous banging and banging sounds. The third oldest Huangfu Wenren and the fifth oldest Yuwen
Haocheng and the eighth Sima Xuri were knocked to the ground by his iron fist, and they started to chain
The legs were kicked out, and the fourth child, Yuchi, stabbed him. The youngest, Dongfang Chenxing, was kicked up and fell to the lawn. Immediately, he knocked down Nangong Wentian and Ouyang Jinghu with another fierce move. At this time, he seemed to be going crazy.
Like a tiger, he knocked down powerful enemies one by one, not only wreaking havoc on their bodies, but also destroying their dignity.
All the top ten young masters were knocked down by that kid without exception, which made everyone onlookers' eyes drop in shock. This kid is so domineering!
Nangong Wentian and the other four young masters who still had the ability to resist got up from the ground in embarrassment and stumbled over again, showing signs of being exhausted...