Chapter 490 I accept your magic fist! (Please vote for me)
Boom!
It seemed like a meteorite fell to the ground.
The moment the brilliant light exploded, everyone on the plain looked at the sky uncontrollably, including Fang Yulong who was heavily repelled by the red gold arrows.
Above the sky, substantial shock waves spread like concentric circles, turning the vast sky into a turbulent sea of air.
Boom!
The first muffled sound exploded, and there was still a touch of joy in Duan Qilong's eyes.
Just as he expected, the enemy in front of him, even though he possessed incredible magical powers, was ultimately too weak in martial arts and his boxing skills were far behind him.
My own punch, arrive first!
Hurricane, broken.
Zhen Gang, retreat and disperse.
Clothes, torn.
Straight to the chest!
Under this divine fist, nothing seemed to be able to stop it. In less than a thousandth of a second, the sound of violent collision had already penetrated the body...
Under the torn Xuanyi, the lean chest suddenly collapsed, and even the ribs were smashed into pieces.
The extremely ferocious fist force even penetrated the body shell and came out from his back, causing large swaths of air and clouds to spread, causing the goshawks and black dogs to scream in fright.
Brutal!
At this moment, even Yang Yu, who had experienced the baptism of martial arts will by Zhang Xuanba, a sloppy Taoist, could not help but have bloodshot eyes.
Huge pain surged from his whole body, turning into a frenzy that seemed to drown his mind.
Duan Qilong's fists are far inferior to Zhang Xuanba in the illusion of Liuji Mountain, let alone the sharp swordsmanship of the sloppy Taoist in the illusion of Wanxiang Mountain.
But it also has devastating power.
But he suppressed the heart-wrenching pain, and with his fist clenched to the limit, he extended it and struck Duan Qilong.
The subtle details that no one could see, within the palm of his hand, the mustard space was half open, and another surging force came out.
This was when he was wrestling with Fighting Buddha Yinyue in the Wanxiang Mountains, intercepting the palm power of the greatest master who had practiced for thousands of years!
The two items combined into one, even though his strength has not been fully restored, it is still the strongest punch he has hit so far!
'die!'
The solid feeling made Duan Qilong's heart grow ferocious, but even a tenth of an instant was not enough. In his ears,
Then the second ‘drum beat’ sounded.
This was exploded from his body shell!
"Um?!"
Duan Qilong's pupils contracted violently for an instant, and were immediately filled with intense blood, even to the point of being squeezed out of his eye sockets!
The enemy in front of him has very little zhenqi, poor boxing skills, and even worse horizontal training. Even the unknown zhengang cannot resist him because he has not yet achieved great success.
He never had the will to fight or the sharpness of his fists.
But the moment the punch hit his body, an uncontrollable chill arose in his heart. The power contained in this punch was beyond his imagination!
The power of ten dragons and ten elephants is unparalleled in the world, but he has seen it before!
A few years ago, he had a wrestling match with the Little Overlord Qi Daoguang in Linlong Dao, and saw the power of 'Qingtian'.
But the power contained in this punch far exceeds that!
Hegemonic fist, earth-shaking supernatural power, ten dragons and ten elephants, old mother's mountain splitting technique, Buddha throwing elephants, vajra is indestructible...
But besides that, there seems to be another person's imprint...
In an instant, countless thoughts emerged in his mind.
But in the end, it turned into several notes, and rushed out along with the boiling blood:
"You are cheating!"
boom!
Instantly separate!
Under everyone's gaze, the blood of the two people splashed out at the same time. One person rose up, was invaded by the fist, broke through the wind and waves, and rose all the way up.
It seemed like he was about to be knocked out of the sky by this punch.
Another figure, like a meteor falling to the ground, with a fierce burning stream of light, hit Han Feng's Mansion, which was arrayed to respond to the enemy!
"not good!"
The extremely ferocious air wave shook all the rubble knocked out of Han Feng Mansion into powder in just one blow, and his eyelids jumped wildly.
"Everyone, disperse!"
Without thinking, he let out a long roar, the true energy between his palms boiling and burning, and behind him, the shadow of a mountain seemed to emerge.
Then, with the help of the power of the formation, he stepped into the air, and extended his palms one after another, trying to lift up and cut off Qilong with gentle force.
However, yet again!
boom!
Han Fengfu's heart and mind trembled. This fall was so violent that he sent out dozens of palms one after another, and his energy was destroyed with one touch.
Immediately, he and himself were smashed onto the plain.
boom!
Like a massive thunderbolt and fire bomb being detonated at once, the entire plain turned over like an earth dragon, and large swaths of sand, earth and rocks surged up like waves, rising to a height of more than ten feet like a curtain.
The extremely violent air waves spread, causing the faces of the elite masters of the mountain ghost team to change wildly, and they were blown out of their true practice.
The one who was slightly closer was actually shattered by the shock. He coughed up blood and flew backwards. His sword could no longer be held.
fear.
fear!
Looking at the scene that looked like a mushroom cloud rising into the sky, Fang Yulong, not to mention the injured Eagle Archer, was also stunned.
Duan Qilong was naturally not an invincible figure, but being defeated in a head-to-head fight with fists and punches still made him almost unable to believe his eyes.
You know, he is a divine boxer who was evaluated by King Zhao of Xifu as having the qualifications of a martial saint. He is also famous on the mountain and river list!
"Two breaths, Zen Buddhism? Could it be that the support behind him is..."
The turbulent air flow blew across the plain, and Taoist Lin's eyes suddenly became profound. Even Taoist Zhenyan couldn't help but be surprised.
Zhao Kun was even more stunned, and it took him a long time to say: "I...fuck..."
Only Qin Si's nervous hands were wet and she grabbed her uncle's sleeves, almost crying:
"He He……"
Looking at Qin Si, who was pale and about to cry, Taoist Lin's expression became extremely complicated. He deliberately took off his sleeves and robe, but in the end he couldn't bear it:
"This kid, he, can't die..."
Wow!
The specially made military robe was completely torn, blood was gushing from Yang Yu's mouth and nose, and nearly half of his chest collapsed. The goshawk screamed and chased after him.
"puff!"
A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, accompanied by the sound of a sword. This was the stubborn sword intention that could not be driven away by the sloppy Taoist sword in his body for many days.
call!
After stopping his soaring momentum, Yang Yu turned over and landed on the eagle's back. The jade pendant given by Qin Si also glowed with glory in time, driving away all injuries.
After hearing a few "clicks", his collapsed chest had recovered. Without any delay, Yang Yu took out his mysterious clothes and put them on.
Urge the goshawk to swoop, like an arrow from a string, towards the ruins of the plain, where the dust rising like a mushroom cloud is.
"Brother Duan!"
No longer caring about Taoist Lin, Fang Yulong quickly pulled away, wrapped his arms around him and rushed into the ruins like a dragon. He raised his sword and pointed it at the swooping goshawk:
"Yang prison..."
Before the voice of shock and anger could be uttered, he was interrupted. In the deep pit of the ruins still filled with smoke, a hand full of blood grabbed his ankle:
"Walk!"
Han Fengfu turned over and sat up, with blood gushing out like a fountain, his clothes broken, and extremely embarrassed.
In front of him, Duan Qilong's body was covered in blood, as if blood was oozing from all the 84,000 pores on his body, and he was extremely miserable.
But he is still not dead!
"Walk!"
Duan Qilong coughed up blood, as if his internal organs were about to be vomited out:
"Go quickly!"
"I can't leave, and I won't leave!"
Fang Yulong's voice was deep.
An extremely sharp aura rose up from his body, and the sword in his palm clanked, as if it was about to jump out and kill at any moment.
"Brother Duan, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave. This person will kill the Eagle and Arrow team first, and then lead you to take action. I'm afraid he will kill them all..."
Han Fengfu corrected the misaligned bones, stood up with his arms swinging, and the aura on his body became fierce:
"If we can't escape today, that's what our three lives should be like!"
call!
The goshawk swooped down, and the entrained air current blew away the smoke and dust, revealing the horrific scene among the ruins.
With Duan Qilong landing as the core, the ground nearly forty feet in radius collapsed, and the vegetation further away was uprooted.
The large pieces of earth and rocks seemed to have been violently burned, exuding an extremely unpleasant smell.
Zhengzhengzheng~
Seeing the goshawk swooping down, the masters of the six gates dispersed in panic, as if facing a formidable enemy. No matter where they were, they all gathered towards Duan Qilong's location.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the back of the goshawk carrying the wind.
call!
At a certain moment, the goshawk stopped, its black robe stepped into the wind, fell through the smoke, and stood in front of the ruins.
It was only then that all the masters from the six gates actually saw this enemy who had single-handedly destroyed the Eagle and Arrow Team, defeated the two great capturers, and broken the Seven-Star Death Formation.
During the black flight, the person's height was as usual, and his body was not necessarily strong and burly. However, it may have been an illusion as he landed on the ground.
It was as if the dust and air currents in the entire plain had been suppressed.
"Yang prison..."
Fang Yulong's expression was solemn, and he clenched his fingers tightly, almost leaving traces on the handle of the knife, while his heart was filled with waves.
In the sky, the two people swelled up in an instant. He could clearly see that they were both punched.
However, Duan Qilong was almost beaten to death due to such a powerful horizontal practice, but not only did his aura not fall back, but it actually increased by a few points?
All over the body, but where is the slightest scar?!
Unscathed?!
Not only Fang Yulong, but all the masters of the six sects are also feeling chilled. How can we fight this?
"call!"
Only then did Qin Si breathe a sigh of relief.
Beside him, Taoist Lin frowned slightly, but he naturally knew why Yang Yu was unscathed, but even so, he was still shocked in his heart.
In the beginning of the half-year-long pursuit, he naturally had the intention of attracting masters of Long Yuan Dao to come and confuse Long Yuan.
But later, he really had the intention to kill.
However, Duan Qilong's horizontal training was too suitable for 'Fenshan'. He tried several times but failed to kill him...
"You are cheating!"
Among the ruins, Duan Qilong could hardly stand up, lying in a pool of blood, extremely embarrassed and miserable, but he still stared at Yang Yu:
"Your magical power is more than enough to shake the ground... your boxing skills are not as good as mine..."
"Your mountain-burning magical power has stopped until this moment. If I cheat, what do you mean?"
Yang Yu glanced at everyone present one by one, pausing briefly on Fang Yulong and Han Fengfu, and then landed on Duan Qilong.
"As for the boxing skills, the Divine Fist is indeed amazing. Even though I am in the process of casting hundreds of classics, I still want to learn it."