On the Mountain of Annihilation, the power displayed by Tian Ze reminded Yi Yunmu of the former Dean Ji Shuqi, and the power of the pure body was almost more charming than the power condensed by any kind of aura.

Zang Wufeng looked at Tianze in the middle of the battlefield and said, "He really didn't disappoint me. ”

Yi Yunmu then said: "Although the fist style is powerful, but after all, he belongs to the power brought by the most primitive attack, which requires a strong comprehension, with Tian Ze's current experience, I don't believe that he can use the fist style to show one-ten-thousandth of the dean." ”

As Yi Yunmu said, Tian Ze's fist style is the instinct of the body, just like a person sees a flower in front of him, he thinks that he can catch it with his hand, so he will have the idea and behavior of grabbing.

Tian Ze deeply felt the hidden power in his body, and naturally he was confident that he could punch out the power contained in it, but if he was allowed to use his fist to a deeper level, he would have this potential, but at the moment, he really didn't have this strength.

In the battlefield, Zhou Licheng and Feng Zicheng have been defeated one after another, and only the third Zhao Fengcheng is left among the three swordsmen.

The corners of Zhao Fengcheng's eyes trembled slightly, obviously angered by Tian Zesheng's approach.

At this time, Tian Ze turned to look at Zhao Fengcheng and said with a smile: "I understand your feelings, my brother has been defeated one after another, and there is nothing more humiliating than this." ”

Zhao Fengcheng's fists burst into a blast, like a tiger's eyes cold, and said, "Don't force me!"

Tian Ze said: "Do you know that when a person's anger burns out his mind, his strength will break through the original upper limit, because his moves will not be slow because of worries, his strength will not be retained because of worries, every move and every style is wielded with lifelong strength, this is the true power that everyone hides." ”

Zhao Fengcheng's body trembled slightly, his mouth whispered something, and his eyes slowly closed like a bead curtain.

At the moment when his eyes were closed, Zhao Fengcheng's eyes widened, and they had already become a scarlet blood!

"Don't push me!"

Zhao Fengcheng roared angrily into the sky, and then punched out, leaving a long and vague afterimage in the air with his entire body!

"What!" Before Tian Ze could react, his abdomen had already been slammed into a circle.

At this time, Tianze saw clearly that it was Zhao Fengcheng!

I saw that after Zhao Fengcheng hit Tianze, he roared like a fierce beast, and then a terrifying power erupted from his fist again!

"Dust out!"

In an instant, the air flow that burst out of Zhao Fengcheng's fist was like solid steel, and it rushed in all directions, and the battlefield was buried by dust in an instant.

"Wow!"

Tian Ze, who was in the center of the power explosion, opened his eyes angrily, couldn't bear the male force, and suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood, and then his entire body was knocked away by Zhao Fengcheng like a broken kite, and smashed into the stone wall twelve zhang away.

At this time, Zhao Fengcheng suddenly looked up to the sky and inhaled, and then blew in all directions.

He saw that the wind blown by Zhao Fengcheng turned out to be an extremely violent wind, and with just one breath, it actually blew away all the dust in the battlefield.

The dust was swept away, everything was clear, and he saw Tianze hanging his head and being embedded in the stone wall, as if he didn't have the slightest consciousness.

Looking at such a stunned scene, everyone present was stunned by Zhao Fengcheng's strength.

"Look, this fat man is so fierce!"

"Isn't it! Blowing away thousands of feet of dust in one breath, amazing!"

"Awesome, awesome!

"How do you say this? These three swordsmen beat the Holy Lin Heavenly Rider to half death, do you think they can leave alive? Look at the eyes of the man led by the Holy Lin Heavenly Horse!"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at the shadow flag.

At this time, the shadow flag stood motionless in front of the Shenglin Tianqi, but in secret, he pinched a cold sweat for Tianze. Zhao Fengcheng's strength is so strong that even if he is careless, he will be injured. But as Ze is facing today, and Zhao Fengcheng is still in a state of rage, his punch can almost be equated with his peak strength, Tian Ze firmly punched it, and the consequences are unpredictable.

However, Tian Ze had already explained that Shadow Banner could not shoot at will, so Shadow Banner also forbeared, hoping that Tian Ze would stand up as soon as possible, after all, as today's face is the face of Shenglin Tianqi.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a cracking sound from the stone wall!

There has been a change!

Zhao Fengcheng did not delay in the slightest, he stepped on his feet suddenly, and his figure dissipated instantly, and where he stood before, there were already two one-foot-deep pits.

Surprised, Zhao Fengcheng had already appeared in front of the stone wall embedded in Tianze, and his arms were raised high like a praying mantis in an attacking posture.

"Lianxing Riot!"

Zhao Fengcheng took a deep breath, and then his fists smashed into Tianze in the stone wall repeatedly like a machine.

Because Zhao Fengcheng's fist was too hard and extremely fast, every stone gravel brought out by it contained the strength to obliterate the foundation building realm.

After the flying stones and gravel injured a few people, all the monks who built the foundation realm withdrew fifty feet away from the battlefield.

Everyone was afraid, but Zhao Fengcheng was still angry.

In one breath, Zhao Fengcheng threw out 1,964 punches in a row, and each punch landed on the important parts of Tianze, the heart, forehead, jaw, and ribs......

"Ahh

Zhao Fengcheng was full of strength and smashed Tianze's face door with a punch!

Tianze is embedded in the stone wall again!

Zhao Feng, who had done everything, breathed a sigh of relief, and then half-squatted down and gasped for breath, beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his forehead, and his entire cheeks became pale.

"This time...... Finally...... Thorough...... Thorough...... Win it......"

Zhao Fengcheng gritted his teeth and raised his head, wanting to see the tragic scene of Tianze.

However......

"Your fist, is that all?"

The sound of a ghost coming from hell came from the stone wall!

"I didn't ...... Not dead!"

Zhao Fengcheng hurriedly retreated, keeping a distance of ten zhang from Tianze.

At this time, the sound of stones rubbing slowly came from the broken stone wall, and then I was surprised to see that the stones were large or small, and the orderly stone walls flew out.

When the last stone flew out, a palm suddenly protruded from the stone wall, touching the light.

"Heh, it's obviously a few breaths of time, but it's like a few lifetimes. ”

Immediately, Tianze walked out of the stone wall, and the clothes on his body were already tattered, like a beggar. But there was not a single scar on its body, just a bright red at the corner of its mouth.

Zhao Fengcheng couldn't suppress the surprise in his heart as if he had seen a ghost, and said in a lost voice: "You...... You...... How is this possible?"

Tian Ze smiled slightly, like a spring breeze blowing his cheeks.

It is undeniable that Tianze has indeed suffered a huge blow.

When Tian Ze was hit by Zhao Fengcheng's first punch, he knew that he had underestimated Zhao Fengcheng, and this person definitely took the path of refining the body.

Zhao Fengcheng's punch full of anger, I have to say that the power contained in it is almost twice that of Feng Zicheng, let alone the Yuan Infant Realm, even if it is a monk in the Merge Realm, no one may be able to take this punch.

Tian Ze didn't hold back, Zhao Fengcheng's punch broke Tian Ze's two ribs, you must know that Tian Ze has the power of the dragon body, although he didn't take the initiative to move, but after all, the physical fitness is there.

However, after Tian Ze was beaten into the stone wall, he felt that his dragon body strength had become a little more comfortable, and it seemed that he could briefly hit his power at a certain point.

At this moment, Zhao Fengcheng came to the stone wall and cast the 'Lianxing Riot', and his fists like raindrops continued to fall on all parts of Tianze's body, almost knowing that the parts exposed to the air would inevitably have to be punched a few times.

This kind of encounter is very painful, although Tian Ze has the power of the dragon body to protect his body from breaking easily, but the power that Zhao Fengcheng played out is what Tian Ze's body really endured.

Gradually, in the midst of more than a thousand attacks, Tian Ze quickly mastered the division of the dragon's body. On the other hand, Tian Ze also really felt the strength of the dragon body, and he knew that the power he was currently exerting was only one thousandth of the dragon body.

In the middle of the battlefield, Tian Ze looked at Zhao Fengcheng and said with a smile: "Your strength is really powerful, and it can even be described as surpassing the human body, but unfortunately, you still can't win against this saint." ”

Zhao Fengcheng didn't answer, Tian Ze was still panting heavily.

Tian Ze asked, "You still have the strength, go on." ”

When Zhao Fengcheng heard this, he slowly closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

At the moment when Zhao Fengcheng's breath calmed down, he took a sharp breath again, and then his eyes opened, and he was surprised to see that the momentum on his body was rising again, and in the blink of an eye, he had recovered his peak moment again.

Tian Ze's eyes tightened: What a strange power!

Zhao Fengcheng looked at Tianze and said coldly: "Let's start!"

The corners of Tian Ze's mouth hooked up a faint smile, and said: "I was attacked so badly by you, and now this saint should recover a little interest!"

As soon as the words fell, Tian Ze's right palm turned into a fist, and above the fist, eight dragon scales exuded powerful power, and they stared at them three times in a row, and they had already stepped out of the distance of ten zhang and hit Zhao Fengcheng's chest!

"Drink!"

Zhao Fengcheng roared angrily, and his right fist rushed out like a meteor!

Bang!

Rumble!

With the contact of the two fists, a powerful air flow burst out from between the two fists, once again shrouding the battlefield in confusion, and everything in heaven and earth could not be seen.

Seeing this, Tianze tightened his fists and swung his legs, hitting Zhao Fengcheng's temple.

Zhao Fengcheng's right ear twisted, and he hurriedly raised his right arm, and his left arm assisted in resisting.

Immediately, only a muffled sound was heard, and Zhao Fengcheng resisted Tianze's whip leg, but his arm bone was already swollen.

Zhao Fengcheng endured the pain, and also raised his right foot and kicked it straight out.

As the saying goes, the hands are two doors, and they all rely on the legs to hit people.

This sentence is a sentence that circulates among the martial artists of the mortal realm, and in the cultivation realm where aura martial arts are the mainstay, it is nonsense that no one can stand.

But in physical cultivation, this sentence is still a wise saying.

The power of the fist comes from the arms, waist, and back, and at best it uses one-fifth of the strength of the whole body. But the leg is different, it uses almost four-fifths of the strength of the whole body.