The moment the red fist light struck out, Tie Yunge, who was as motionless as a mountain and like an iron tower, kicked off his feet. People nearby felt that the ground seemed to be shaking, and saw Tie Yunge chasing the red fist light as fast as he could.
Cannonballs.
This overwhelming iron-blooded momentum caused an uproar. Experts would know if it was there as soon as it was struck. With just this punch, countless warriors at the peak of the True Qi Realm were eclipsed by it.
Miao Xiangjun, who was standing on the wooden board, didn't see how he moved. The whole person soared up five feet. The place where he was standing was suddenly blasted by a fist, and a water column as thick as a water tank was blasted. Pieces of sawdust were shot dozens of feet away, leading to the shore.
Everyone hurriedly used their skills to resist.
While in mid-air, Miao Xiangjun moved his right hand and pulled out the weapon at his waist.
Judging from the previous appearance, Zhuo Mufeng had always thought it was a sword, but now he realized that he was wrong. The weapon looked like a sword but not a sword, and looked like a sword but not a sword. It was a strange sword from the Big Sun Island Kingdom.
It's a long story. Just as Tie Yunge's punch hit, Miao Xiangjun was already in mid-air, with the sword in his hand. He almost picked the right moment and swept out a forest-white flaming sword light with his right arm.
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Uproar!
On the winter morning above the lake, a rolling white mist suddenly appeared, twisting with the blazing blazing sword. Under the conflict of cold and heat, there was a continuous hissing sound, but it was nowhere near as fast as the blazing sword.
Before the exclamation could be heard, Tie Yunge, who was almost covered in white mist and in danger, opened his mouth and roared without even looking. His voice actually condensed into a blood-red fist light that was larger than before. It was three feet in size and smashed through it.
White mist.
The two forces were entangled in the air. After a period of expansion and contraction, they exploded with a bang. The lake surface below suddenly pressed down, and then bounced upwards in a more violent form, exploding into thousands of raindrops. The originally calm lake surface also fluctuated violently.
, spreading to dozens of meters away.
The onlookers were all shocked by this series of scenes!
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, most people wouldn't be able to believe that this was a movement that a True Qi Realm warrior could create, and even an ordinary Star Bridge Realm master would definitely not be able to do it.
Standing on the sword discussion stage of the Mozhu Gang, looking at a group of six-door policemen fighting fiercely below, they were speechless. Ling Fei, the leader, opened his eyes wide and murmured: "My dear..."
Next to it were members of the Mozhu Gang. Shang Zirong, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Ye, and even Du Yuehong were all standing in the front row. Except for Du Yuehong, everyone looked dumbfounded and couldn't believe this.
It is the strength of a true Qi realm warrior.
Shang Zirong's fair and round face suddenly showed deep worry.
Xiao Niangpi had limited knowledge. She had always thought that her senior brother was pretty good and could be considered invincible against his peers in Gusu City. It was not until now that she saw the extraordinary martial arts of Tie Yunge and Miao Xiangjun that she realized the difference between senior brother and these two people.
How big the difference is.
She secretly made up her mind that when she saw her senior brother next time, she would make sure that he couldn't run around. What if she met a master of this level? She wouldn't know how to die in a fight, so she had to live her small life in a responsible manner.
Bar!
"kill!"
A roar shook all directions. Tie Yunge, who used sound-condensing fists, punched out with both fists, like lightning and flint, and blasted out blood-red fist lights one after another, like exploding grenades, and madly attacked Miao Xiangjun on the opposite side.
It’s the Iron Blood Fist in the Iron Blood Classic!
The air made a popping sound, and Miao dodged to the left and right to Jun. Three-foot-high water columns exploded, and were immediately pierced by more violent red fists. The water columns were turned upside down and intertwined, and the collision force was like the sound of a drum.
The chorus roared, shocking the hearts of the people.
Everyone had no doubt that the impact of the water column was enough to kill a low-level warrior in the True Qi Realm, and the red fist light of the instigator was even more chaotic and domineering, killing Miao Xiangjun without any warning or fixed trajectory.
Direct, brutal, and unreasonable, this fighting method frightened many people watching the battle. If they consciously replaced Miao Xiangjun with themselves, they would be defeated immediately, and there would be no second outcome.
Zhuo Mufeng was also secretly calculating, and finally came to the conclusion that with his current strength, he would not be able to block Tie Yunge's attack unless he continuously used the five-color sword energy and the Nine Ghost Movement.
In other words, he is definitely no match for Tie Yunge now.
However, if you think about it, you can understand that the Iron Blood Classic is a top-notch five-star martial arts. Tie Yunge has been practicing since he was a child, and he has many resources to assist him. In addition, he has extraordinary talent. It is not too much to have such strength.
How long have you been practicing the Eight Classics?
Tie Yunge's offensive became more and more fierce, and the lethality displayed with the blood-red fist light should consume a lot of energy, but so far, Tie Yunge's crazy attacks still show no sign of exhaustion.
Seeing Zhuo Mufeng's face full of doubts, Meng Jiuxiao remembered that Wu Guanting had to give some advice to his adopted son before setting off.
Then he took the initiative and said: "After the Iron Blood Meridian reaches the first level of Blood Moyun Cliff, the blood energy increases greatly, and the Iron Blood Fist technique is driven by blood energy combined with internal force. As long as the blood energy does not dissipate, it can continue to be used."
Zhuo Mufeng was stunned and looked at Meng Jiuxiao. He didn't know if the other party was telling him specifically, and he couldn't care less. He opened his mouth and said: "Uncle Meng, in your opinion, with Tie Yunge's strength, can
How many times do you perform this punch?"
Meng Jiuxiao didn't expect that this kid would still hit the snake with the stick, and he didn't accept life at all, so he had to say: "A few hundred times is enough, and as long as you rest for a while, the lost blood will be replenished immediately, and you can continue to perform until
Until exhaustion."
Zhuo Mufeng looked back at the fierce battle above the lake and sighed: "Doesn't this mean that as long as you can't break the iron-blooded fist technique, you will continue to be beaten?"
He once again refreshed his understanding of five-star martial arts. According to Meng Jiuxiao, the effects of the Iron Blood Meridian are too terrifying.
When Miao Xiangyu, who had an ugly face, heard this, he immediately frowned and snorted: "Shut your mouth and don't speak. No one will think you are mute. Open your eyes and take a good look!"
Zhuo Mufeng suddenly turned his head and saw that Miao Xiangyu was just staring ahead. The scolding words seemed to come out casually, without taking him seriously at all. He couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. But considering that the timing was wrong and there were many people, he could not help but feel angry.
, managed not to have an attack.
The corner of Miao Xiangyu's mouth curled up with a hint of disdain.
Maybe others will be wary of Zhuo Mufeng, the adopted son, but he is Miao Qingcheng's nephew. One is acquainted with him halfway, but the other has a real blood relationship. Is there any need to say which one is closer?
In his eyes, Zhuo Mufeng is just a wild dog who wants to get ahead by taking advantage of the aura of the Sanjiang Alliance. What qualifications does such a person have to comment on this battle?
If the timing hadn't been right, he would have taught this wild dog a lesson!
Meng Jiuxiao, Huahua Feng, and Lan Xiang all frowned secretly, feeling that Miao Xiangyu's words were a bit too much.
Not to mention hurting people, let alone not to look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. In this situation, if you don't take Zhuo Mufeng in your eyes, it means you don't take the Sanjiang League in your eyes.
Wu Yuanyuan's eyes fell on Zhuo Mufeng's side face, and saw that his expression was cold and determined, showing no joy, anger, sorrow, or joy, and she couldn't help gritting her teeth.
"Tie Yunge, be careful."
At this moment, Miao Xiangjun, who had been in a defensive state, suddenly let out a deep shout, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and while retreating straight away, a layer of twisted transparent flames appeared on his body surface.
The blood-red fist light attacking from all directions immediately began to twist as soon as it merged into the transparent flames. Its speed was greatly reduced, and it could only slowly approach forward.
Before he even touched Miao Xiangjun's body, Miao Xiangjun's aura had already gathered to its peak, and he slashed forward with his sword.
A terrible thing happened. The transparent flames, together with the blood-red fist light, all poured into the blade, turning into a piece of light red flame and the sword light rushed towards Tie Yunge. It was castrated very quickly. Wherever it passed, blood-red light appeared.
All the fist light was split into two halves.
It is the first of the eight suffering magic skills, the fire of the five aggregates, that can absorb the opponent's power to counterattack the opponent. This sword is equivalent to the fusion of the power of two heroes, and its lethality shocked everyone around.
The sword's light was fleeting, and Tie Yunge couldn't react in time. He crossed his arms in front of him to block, and a layer of rich red blood materialized and lingered around his body.
A loud bang!
The red blood was torn apart, followed by a hissing sound of burning, and the sword light moved forward, slashing directly to Tie Yunge's head, unstoppable.
No one expected that Tie Yunge, who had the advantage before, would fall into an absolute crisis in the blink of an eye.
It's just that the situation changes so fast that people are caught off guard. On the other hand, it also proves that Miao Xiangjun is terrifying. He will act when he doesn't move, and he will make a shocking move and never give his opponent a chance to resist.
Miao Xiangyu laughed loudly, but before the laughter spread, he suddenly saw Tie Yunge shaking all over at the critical moment. Drops of blood squeezed out from the pores on the body surface, and quickly condensed into a ball of blood the size of an adult's fist. Under the pull of the billowing blood gas,
Down, it turned into a physical fist and struck out.
The unique skill of Iron Blood Fist, Blood Coagulation Fist Gang!
Boom...
The red light turned into ripples and exploded in all directions. The lake surface within a radius of tens of meters kept rising and falling, and spread to the outside in circles, until it gradually disappeared a hundred meters away.
"cut!"
Everyone was shocked by Tie Yunge's methods. There was almost no gap, and an intermittent yellow sword light came from bottom to top.
At the end of the sword light, Miao Xiangjun put his feet on the lake, soared into the air, and drove the sword light to draw a crescent arc. He was clearly slashing towards Tie Yunge from the left, but the sword light appeared on the right side, a strange change.
It makes my scalp numb and I can't figure it out.
Success or failure of life and death can only happen in an instant. At this moment, I don’t know how many people are frightened by Miao Xiangjun’s sword.
"What you ask for but don't get, it's specious!"
The expression of Xing Qianren, who came to protect Tie Yunge, changed drastically, and he saw that this was the second suffering of the Eight Sufferings Magic Art. Unexpectedly, Miao Xiangjun had such a high level of understanding and realized the second suffering before he was twenty years old.
Ke Junxia clenched his fists. He had been defeated by Miao Xiangjun in six moves, but he had never seen this move before. He didn't know whether the opponent held back his hand or whether he had made a breakthrough recently.
Like a stroke of magic, Tie Yunge's expression finally changed, and his pupils suddenly shrank into pinholes.
In almost an instant, he made an astonishing move. He did not dodge or dodge, his body rotated rapidly on the spot, and his blood energy rolled into a red tornado with sharp upper and lower ends and an expanding middle.
Zi La La...
The angle of the sword light changed again, turning from the right side to the left side, quickly cutting diagonally, shocking the few warriors who thought they could dodge it, and causing them to break into cold sweat.
If it had been them, I'm afraid they would have been tricked at this moment. Comparing the two, it proves Tie Yunge's calmness and composure even more. This split-second decision reflects the level of combat talent, which cannot be learned by learning.
There was another burst of explosions, and the sword light and the red tornado dissipated at the same time. Miao Xiangjun did not give Tie Yunge a chance at all, and then struck out with the third sword, his face turned pale due to the continuous consumption.
This is his strongest sword, a sword that he uses to win regardless of the cost after pouring all his heart into it!
Tie Yunge, who was retreating, opened his mouth and spurted blood, his black clothes were stained red, but his eyes became extremely crazy. He laughed loudly and punched out with only a pair of meat fists. His momentum did not decrease but increased, reaching an unprecedented peak.
The two of them tried their best at the same time, and the winner was determined instantly!