Finally, after climbing to the top of Zijing Mountain, Zhang Cheng took a big breath. He climbed hundreds of meters almost vertically, climbing up in one breath without stopping. Even for a master of Zhang Cheng's level, it was a bit difficult.
"You're finally up. I've been waiting for you for a long time." On the opposite side, Qin Yingjun came into the wind. The wind was very strong on the mountain.
"It's only two or three minutes, not long." Zhang Cheng looked at him and took a second look at the long sword behind him.
"Slow down, if it's me, it can be done in less than two minutes." Qin Yingjun said confidently.
"As long as I want to, I can do it." Zhang Cheng said lightly, but there was a sense of confrontation without showing any weakness.
"You will regret it." Qin Yingjun said, "Don't think that the Thor Guild will save you in this decisive battle. I have already made a request to the Thor Guild. They will not help you in this decisive battle."
"I have no intention of asking the Thor Union for help." Zhang Cheng was not surprised. The other party has also joined the Thor Union and can ask the Thor Union for three things.
"Well, it seems that you are very confident. To tell you the truth, I am taking Moye with me, and you are no match for me. Go ahead and kill yourself. For Mei Lin's sake, I will leave your body intact."
Qin Yingjun is very domineering.
"I also carry a weapon." Zhang Cheng patted the thing covered in black cloth behind his back, then put down the weapon and inserted it into the ground with a bang.
The ground trembles!
Qin Yingjun's heart moved, what a heavy weapon. But he didn't think much about it, but said: "Your people are here, and the weapons are ready. Then we can get started."
"bring it on!"
Zhang Cheng raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation. Then, he showed the white crane to be independent. It was the white crane spreading its wings and palms!
Below, the fortune teller saw it with a telescope and was a little surprised.
"You want to fight me with this low-level kung fu." Qin Yingjun smiled disdainfully and struck Zhang Cheng with one palm. It was clearly an advanced kung fu from the Wanjian Sect, the Heart-Breaking Fist: "Let me show you what
That’s Kung Fu, take my heart-breaking palm!”
With one palm, it struck directly at Zhang Cheng's heart.
The palm wind is fierce!
It was Bai He who still moved Zhang Cheng's palm. He moved slowly, as if he was under tremendous pressure, and hit Qin Yingjun's palm.
There was a loud noise, the air exploded, and it was Qin Yingjun who retreated. Qin Yingjun changed color, how could it be? The moment his thoughts rang out, Zhang Cheng's speed suddenly accelerated, and became faster and faster, and another palm fell, Qin Yingjun couldn't help but
The enemy took another step back.
"His internal strength is stronger than mine, that's not right. In the last battle, I didn't give my full strength. Even if he retains his strength, he shouldn't be my opponent."
Qin Yingjun used the Heart-Breaking Palm again, and in an instant, more than ten afterimages came. The palm broke the heart and the air shook.
Zhang Cheng also had a series of shadows of his palms, and afterimages intertwined with each other. The originally elegant white crane spread its wings, but when it fell on his hand, it completely lost its elegance, and became pure domineering, subdued by force.
Moreover, as time went by, Zhang Cheng's strength became stronger and stronger. Finally, Qin Yingjun couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help but retreated for more than ten meters. The ground cracked with every step he took.
Keep retreating and you'll reach the cliff!
At this time, Zhang Cheng jumped into the air and struck Qin Yingjun with another palm.
Qin Yingjun roared and turned his palms into fists. It was another advanced kung fu, Bawang Fist, which is known for its strength.
This boxing technique, combined with his character of surrender, is extremely domineering and purely pursues power.
Palms and fists struck each other, Zhang Cheng paused in mid-air, and a terrible destructive force came from the opposite side. With the two people at the center, the air shook and the rocks shattered.
The rock beneath their feet collapsed from the cliff, and the two fell from the cliff, but they used the force of their feet to push off and they both flew up.
In mid-air, the two of them attacked each other again.
"Overlord Fist!"
Zhang Cheng did not continue to use the White Crane Spreading Wings Palm, but instead activated the "Ninety-nine Heavens" to the fourth level. The black internal power was condensed into a fist and burst out with one punch!
drink!
Zhang Cheng yelled!
Qin Yingjun's fist power only stalled for a moment, and then he was instantly defeated. He was no match for him.
Qin Yingjun was startled, but he also roared and used another domineering fist with his other hand to attack crazily.
The skills he practices are famous for being domineering and sharp. He has never been defeated by others in this aspect. I will not lose!
However____
fist!
"kill!"
The Ninety-nine Heavens is a purely domineering technique, and Zhang Cheng fully demonstrated the peerless domineering power of this technique at this moment.
One punch after another, the punches are as domineering as the sky.
He kept defeating the opponent's punches. Finally, Qin Yingjun's defense broke and he punched Qin Yingjun in the chest, causing him to vomit blood!
Zhang Cheng took the opportunity to continue and hit Qin Yingjun with another punch, causing Qin Yingjun to vomit blood again.
Qin Yingjun was no match. A series of exchanges in the air took place in just a split second. Qin Yingjun had already vomited blood three times and suffered serious injuries.
"impossible!"
Qin Yingjun was touched in his heart and roared angrily, wanting to resist.
But it's useless. Zhang Cheng's fist is so domineering that it can break the sky and destroy the sun and moon. That kind of domineering power is superior to all living beings.
At the foot of the mountain, the people at the foot of the mountain were already stunned.
"Youngjun is not your opponent, how is it possible?" Wan Shixiong suddenly sat up from his seat, his face changed drastically, "He is practicing the supreme boxing technique of my Wanjian Sect. He knows several types together and is more powerful. That kid used it.
What kind of boxing technique is it?"
Next to her, the calm Qin Riyue also turned gloomy.
The corners of Yan Chengshu's mouth curled up into a faint smile.
Cai Meilin was overjoyed, and Cai Tiexin also showed surprise and smile. This guy was able to suppress Qin Yingjun with his fists and kicks, which shows that his internal strength is superior to Qin Yingjun's.
"Dong Lao, why is this? Didn't you say that Qin Yingjun's internal strength is much higher than Zhang Cheng's?" Cai Tiexin asked.
"Yes, it is indeed much higher. But..." Mr. Dong didn't know how to explain it. After thinking about it, a shocking thought came to his mind. Could it be that his internal strength suddenly surged in the past two days and surpassed Qin Yingjun's.
"No way! My idol was beaten by that guy until he vomited blood."
Yan Zhengliang looked at Qin Yingjun vomiting blood through the telescope, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets. People who grew up in Yanjing had never seen their close relatives being beaten until they vomited blood. It was always Qin Yingjun who beat others to vomit blood.
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"Oh my God, am I dazzled?"
"It's not true, it's an illusion!"
"It's true, that Zhang Cheng is too strong."
Not only them, countless people present were in an uproar and commotion.
From the beginning, it was one-sided.
"No way, maybe Qin Yingjun will lose. Who is this Zhang Cheng? Yes, Zhang Cheng is her friend, it can never be simple." Zhao Qingshu was also shocked.
"Eldest brother, third brother, he..." Seeing this, Qin Shiya was shocked and disbelieving, but also worried.
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning. The third brother is the reincarnation of a god, he will not lose." Qin Fanyun's face darkened and he said in a low voice.
Struggle, struggle, you are forcing me to work hard to write.