The battle in the air begins, fists and palms collide, the energy travels thousands of miles, and the sound of wind and thunder rolls down.
Zhang Yu's palm power has the power to overwhelm mountains and seas, and Jiang Chen's fist seal has the power to destroy heaven and earth.
The two of them were going back and forth, fighting at close quarters, each round was thrilling and exciting, and the people below were fascinated by it.
"Why is he able to draw?"
Most people are dazzled by the battle, which sparkles with divine splendor. In the eyes of the three people in the bell tower, they can separate the movements and gain insight into the mystery and intention of each move.
No one in the fists is inferior to the other in terms of skills, and they are at an equal level, so they don't understand how the masked man can go head-to-head with Zhang Yu, a master of fighting skills.
"Zhang Yu's realm is at the seventh level, and his realm is at the sixth level. It seems that there is a gap in the development of Qi Mei."
Murong Long was finally interested, analyzed it, and immediately said: "No, just the difference in Qi Mai is not enough."
"He has the power of a dragon in his body." Su Xing said coldly.
Hearing this, even Li Nanxing tilted his head slightly, and a ray of light came out of his eyes.
"You people from Xieyun Palace?" Murong Long asked curiously.
The Evil Cloud Palace was founded by the remnants of the Shenlong Dynasty, and it is rumored that the owner of the palace was a prince from that time.
Only those with royal blood can master the power of dragons.
"I don't remember this person." Su Xing shook his head slightly, not sure.
"It's really annoying. I'm going to take off his mask and see who he is." Murong Long's patience was not good in the first place, and he didn't take the masked man seriously, so he just wanted to take action.
Li Nanxing suddenly said: "If you go, I will draw my sword."
A careless sentence came out of his mouth. He didn't even look at Murong Long, but looked down at his sword.
Murong Long was surprised and looked at Su Xing, who also had a confused look on his face.
"Do you know him?" Murong Long asked directly.
"I don't know."
"Then why did you stop me?" Murong Long asked dissatisfied.
"I want to see if he will succeed." Li Nanxing's answer was speechless. There was no profit reason, just because he wanted to see.
Murong Long raised his arm, but immediately put it down again, saying helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll give you face."
Over there, the battle between Zhang Yu and the masked man has reached a fever pitch. It has never stopped from the beginning and is getting more and more intense.
However, when it rises to a certain level, the gap gradually becomes exposed.
Palm power and fist seals are like two sealed water tanks, Zhang Yu and Jiang Chen fill them with water at the same time.
Jiang Chen's fist seal water tank is full, no matter how hard he tries, it's useless.
On the contrary, Zhang Yu's palm power is still being injected continuously, because he is a master of combat.
The people in Wuhuang City also clearly realized that that sentence was indeed correct.
"The fifty-first place on the Class A dragon list is several times stronger than the fifty-first place."
Zhang Yu and the masked man are the best reference examples.
"I won't give you time to slowly understand."
This is what Zhang Yu was waiting for. He stopped holding back and resorted to his ultimate move.
"Pure Yang Divine Palm!"
The large handprints that were comparable to the scorching sun fell and pressed towards the masked man.
Jiang Chen took a deep breath, and the eight strange meridians were completely released. Wind and thunder gathered in both arms, blasting towards the golden big hand seal.
"Rumble..."
The loud noise was deafening and earth-shattering, and the energy aura formed by the fists and palms covered the sky above Wuhuang City.
Everyone felt like they were being destroyed.
The golden hand seal has not been penetrated by the fist, and the fist seal has not disappeared. There is a stalemate.
It's just that Jiang Chen was obviously at a disadvantage, his body was being pressed down continuously, and the golden light was about to engulf him.
"If you enter the confines of Wuhuang City, you are breaking the rules I have set."
Murong Long was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he said loudly.
I don't know if his words had any effect and Jiang Chen's downward trend stopped.
"it's useless."
Zhang Yu's arm on top pressed down, and the golden light handprint once again burst out with terrifying power.
Jiang Chen's face under the mask is already ferocious. Under this pressure, his body is about to turn into a fragile vase. If he doesn't think of a way, it will break immediately.
However, there was no other way but to use all his strength. At this moment, Tianfeng's true blood was boiling hot and his body began to spontaneously combust.
Bang!
Suddenly, there was another loud noise, as if the masked man's body was being crushed.
Zhang Yu also thought so. The next second, his expression changed drastically. He felt that a huge mountain was rising from the ground under the handprints. He could not hold it down at all, but was pushed up into the blue sky.
"Ahhh!"
A wild roar came from under the mask, his arms were also shining with golden light, and the power of the dragon in his body burst out like a mountain torrent.
"No."
Murong Long, who was teasing just now, couldn't help but stand up and thought of something.
"Successful," Su Xing also said.
They were the first to see that the masked man had mastered the art of fighting. The power that martial arts could carry expanded several times, and his combat power soared.
Finally, the power of the palms and fists exploded high in the sky, the clouds within thousands of miles were blown away, and the sky became a clear blue.
Zhang Yu retreated far away. He was not defeated yet, but his face was extremely ugly.
He didn't expect that he would be an opportunity for others to break through, and this feeling made him very unhappy.
"Even so, you will still lose."
Zhang Yu was very sure because he could see that this person's boxing skills were not very good.
We are both masters of battle, so we can go all out and determine the outcome based on our martial arts level.
"No need to fight anymore," the masked man said.
"What?" Zhang Yu was startled. Could it be that this guy has become a master of fighting and is unwilling to continue to fight?
Thinking of this, he was really angry. What did this guy think of him?!
"You are no longer my match." The masked man said.
"What a joke!" Zhang Yu didn't believe it at all.
"Because I am a swordsman and my boxing skills are terrible."
Jiang Chen said this and reached out to take off his mask.
At this time, he no longer has to be afraid of Guicang. Although he still can't defeat him, the other party can't even try to kill him.
He threw away the mask, and when others were looking at that face, the Red Sky Sword appeared in his left hand.
"Jiang Chen!"
Ying Wushuang was extremely excited, her pretty face turned red. This was the first time she had lost her composure like this since entering the secret vault.
"this……"
Murong Yuan's reaction was still the opposite to hers, an expression that could not be described in words appeared on his face.
She thought of what she said at the Shengfeng Chamber of Commerce before setting off.
Her fiancé, Mo Jianfei, will bridge the gap between the two of them under his own training.
As a result, it was less than half a month ago, and Jiang Chen told her with actual actions how ridiculous her words were.
I'm afraid that with all the resources of the Murong family, Mo Jianfei won't be able to catch up.
"No, he hasn't entered the top fifty yet, and this battle is not over yet!" Murong Yuan was still struggling in the end, cheering for Zhang Yu in her heart, hoping that he could kill Jiang Chen.