Yang Teng's boxing technique is not his most powerful killing move, but it should not be underestimated, even if the opponent is a strong person in the refining period, this punch falling on the body is by no means the kind of painless and itchless, causing a little damage, which will have a serious impact on this battle. Pen %Fun%Cabinet www.biquge.info.Fastest update access:щщщ.。 79 novels

"Boom!" With the help of the cover of the blade, the fist slammed fiercely into Fan Wuqi's ribs.

Fan Wuqi still had a flat smile on his face, "It's not bad, I know that this knife is not powerful enough, and I know how to attack with punches." ”

His words were slow and orderly, but the speed of his shot was not slow at all, the two fingers of his right hand continued to go up, but his left hand clapped a palm.

"Smack!" Fan Wuqi's palm slapped Yang Teng's fist fiercely.

Suddenly, there was a hot pain, Yang Teng felt that many finger bones were broken, the skin of the fist was torn, and blood was dripping down.

More than that, the Tianhuang Knife used to cover his fist was accurately pinched by Fan Wuqi with two fingers, unable to move for half a minute.

Yang Teng was shocked, he already attached great importance to Fan Wuqi's opponent, but he still suffered a heavy blow with one move.

In the past, it was him who hit his opponent hard with one move, but today it was his turn.

Ignoring the injury of his fist, Yang Tengfei kicked Fan Wuqi in the abdomen.

"Bang!" Fan Wuqi swung his little 'legs' and blocked Yang Teng with his knees.

There was another sharp pain, Yang Teng felt that the soles of his feet had suffered a heavy blow, his shoes were kicked and broken, and blood dripped down his shoes.

Yang Teng gasped.

In the face of the king of the refining period, he has never been so difficult, even in the face of the emperor, he dares to fight, and even has the hope of defeating the emperor of the refining period.

And today, in the face of Fan Wuqi, the king of the refining period, Yang Teng was restrained everywhere.

Sure enough, you can't underestimate any strong person, Fan Wuqi is called a peerless genius who has never been met in the ages, and it really makes sense.

"Fan Wuqi is really powerful! I'm afraid this battle will soon end with Fan Wuqi winning. ”

"I'll just say that the powerhouses of Moyunling have two hits, and they will definitely not lose to Yang Teng. >

"Yang Teng has met an opponent this time, he is probably not Fan Wuqi's opponent. ”

The monks who were watching the battle around had a lot of discussions, judging from these few moves at the beginning of the 'fight', Yang Teng couldn't beat Fan Wuqi.

Yang Teng's most powerful combat skill was the knife technique, but at this time, his long knife was firmly clamped by Fan Wuqi's two fingers, and he couldn't move for half a minute!

Fan Wuqi smiled at Yang Teng: "I'll just say that you lost to me, it's your glory." It's the first time I've 'stood' with an outsider, and you can leave your name behind. ”

Facing the bland Fan Wuqi, Yang Teng quickly adjusted his emotions.

He and Fan Wuqi are two extremes, Fan Wuqi is as his name, and his shots are as his name, plain but extremely accurate.

Yang Teng took the road of domineering, and each of his combat skills was biased towards violent crushing.

'Fighting' with people like Fan Wuqi is precisely his nemesis, and it is to overcome rigidity with softness.

Yang Teng is not afraid of people who are berserk, but he is afraid of opponents like Fan Wuqi.

"The battle is not over yet! It's too early to talk about victory or defeat!" Yang Teng roared, making his emotions even more excited, being able to meet such an opponent is also a test and improvement for himself!

"If you still have any skills, just show them, I will convince you to lose today!" Fan Wuqi smiled indifferently.

Yang Teng let go of his right hand, and at the same time exerted force with both feet, and his body retreated rapidly.

"Yang Teng's long knife was actually taken away! How could he fight against Fan Wuqi now!" the surrounding monks exclaimed.

I saw Yang Teng's toes on the ground a little harder, and his body suddenly floated into the distance, and did not land, but suddenly disappeared into the air, the same as when Miao Jun was fighting, Yang Teng once again performed the Void Stealth Technique.

"Where to go!" Fan Wuqi threw a punch at random.

This punch did not follow Yang Teng's trail, but slammed into the left of the place where Yang Teng's body disappeared.

"Bang!"

Yang Teng staggered in front of everyone.

Yes?

Everyone was stunned, Yang Teng's stealth technique did not work, and Fan Wuqi saw through it, and Yang Teng was ** out with one punch.

This punch hurt Yang Teng extremely much, and from the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, it could be judged that his inner abdomen had been severely injured.

"Poof!" Yang Teng opened his mouth and spat blood, looking at Fan Wuqi with a solemn expression.

He didn't expect that the Void Stealth Technique, which had failed to be tried and tested, would also be recognized by Fan Wuqi!

Fan Wuqi didn't continue to attack, "Yang Teng, aren't you an alchemist, I'll give you time to take the Healing Pill to heal your injuries, let you return to your peak state, and defeat you to make you more convinced." ”

Many people around him applauded Fan Wuqi's domineering.

Shen Yun and the others stared at Yang Teng nervously, they really wanted Yang Teng to give up and admit defeat to Fan Wuqi.

But no one can say this, they know Yang Teng too well and know that Yang Teng will never admit defeat.

would rather die than admit defeat, this is Yang Teng's belief.

He took out a wound pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and the injuries on his body were quickly repaired.

Yang Teng moved his fist and shouted with great fighting spirit: "Come again!"

A bland punch came out, but it was the Black Wind Fist cultivated by the children of the Yang family in Wind Thunder Town.

Such a punch was blasted, and a sigh came from all around.

"Yang Teng without the long knife is really too weak, not to mention Fan Wuqi with such a punch, I can catch it!" a monk said the hearts of countless people.

As Yang Teng's opponent, Fan Wuqi was even more disdainful, raised his palm and stretched out his five fingers to grab Yang Teng's fist.

He decided to smash Yang Teng's fist this time and give him a little look.

Didn't Yang Teng use stealth techniques to humiliate Miao Xiu and make Miao Xiu collapse and defeat, Fan Wuqi wanted to hurt Yang Teng again and again today, and then let him take the Healing Pill to repair his injuries.

I believe that Yang Teng will eventually be 'made' to collapse and lose!

Therefore, Fan Wuqi did not do his best to defeat Yang Teng in one move.

"Die!" Yang Teng shouted violently, and his fist slammed into Fan Wuqi's palm.

Everyone could see that the power of this punch was really not very good.

"Boom!" Yang Teng's fist collided with Fan Wuqi's palm, making a rumbling sound, Fan Wuqi quickly retracted his five fingers, and was about to crush Yang Teng's fist.

Fan Wuqi's five fingers had just been placed on Yang Teng's fist, and at the moment when he was about to exert his strength, he suddenly felt a breath of breath from Yang Teng's fist entering the palm of his hand.

This aura was extremely powerful, instantly consuming the aura emitted from his palm, and rushing into his arm with extremely destructive power, invading his body along the meridians.

Although Fan Wuqi had never been to Beizhou, he also knew about Beizhou's unique death.

Death is the most hated breath of everyone except the Monks of the Northern State.

The 'sex' of Xiang Ke made Fan Wuqi's arm immediately unconscious.

Fan Wuqi would not have thought that Yang Teng's bland punch that even made people laugh out of their big teeth would actually burst out with a dead breath.

His reaction was extremely fast, sensing that the dead qi had entered the meridians, and immediately activated the spiritual qi in his body to fight against it, while retreating sharply backwards.

Yang Teng was unforgiving, attacking continuously with both fists, and each punch blasted out a dead air.

Fan Wuqi fell into passivity carelessly, his speed of retreat was extremely fast, and Yang Teng's pursuit speed was not slow.

One arm was unconscious, and Fan Wuqi held the other hand of the Heavenly Desolate Knife against Yang Teng.

Yang Teng's wrist flipped and grabbed the handle of the Heavenly Desolate Sword again, and at the same time, his left fist blasted out.

Fan Wuqi had no choice but to let go of the Heavenly Desolate Knife and slap out a palm, but he didn't dare to collide with Yang Teng's fist, and used the rebound force of this blow to quickly retreat.

Yang Teng didn't pursue, his goal had been achieved, he held the Heavenly Desolate Knife in his hand again, Yang Teng's heart was full of fighting intent, and the long knife pointed at Fan Wuqi, "Give you time to adjust, wait for your state to return to the peak, and defeat you before you are convinced!"

What Fan Wuqi said to Yang Teng just now was used on him in turn.

The onlookers were dumbfounded, Yang Teng's simple punch was so powerful?

The monk who said just now that he could catch Yang Teng's punch couldn't believe it, he could easily catch the punch, but Fan Wuqi didn't catch it, and returned the Heavenly Desolate Knife to Yang Teng.

Fan Wuqi stood fifty zhang away opposite Yang Teng, looking at Yang Teng with a solemn expression, his arm had not yet regained consciousness, fortunately, the dead qi that had invaded the meridians had been consumed by him using the aura, otherwise it would have caused him a heavy blow.

"How the hell did you do that!" Fan Wuqi asked.

Yang Teng smiled slightly: "Why, you, a peerless genius, can't think of how I can make this punch." ”

Fan Wuqi really couldn't imagine that a person could have both aura and death qi, and possess two mutually restrained breaths in his body, and actually did not destroy Yang Teng's meridians and dantian, which was completely beyond Fan Wuqi's imagination.

"I admit to underestimating you!" Fan Wuqi used his aura to consume the dead qi in his arm's meridians little by little, he didn't dare to be too fast, lest the confrontation between the two breaths consume and hurt the meridians.

"Fan Wuqi, do you want me to give you a few pills, your recovery speed is too slow, if it is a battle of life and death, you are already dead. Yang Teng said.

Fan Wuqi's 'sex' is too stable, and only by 'provoking' him and making him lose his mind can he have a chance to defeat him.

Fan Wuqi still had a lukewarm posture on his face, and shook his arm, the dead qi in the meridians was completely dissolved by him, and his arm had regained its freedom.

"Yang Teng, you are really strong. In the past, I just thought you were lucky, but today I realized how powerful you are. Fan Wuqi said lightly: "My cultivation is much higher than yours, but I still fell for your move, to some extent, I have already lost!"

This is not bad, the king of the refining period fought against the innate triple heaven cultivator of the Juyuan period, and he was injured in one arm, and it was never glorious.

"Hurry up when your arm recovers, and don't talk about this useless nonsense. Yang Teng said impatiently.

"I'm looking forward to your strength after the advanced refining period in the future, and at that time, I will fight you again!" Fan Wuqi dropped this sentence and turned to leave.

The monks watching the battle were 'confused' by Fan Wuqi's actions, what is going on, is it Yang Teng lost or Fan Wuqi lost?

Yang Teng put away the Heavenly Desolate Knife and looked at Fan Wuqi's back for a long time and was silent.

He believed that there would be a fierce battle with Fan Wuqi in the future.

Fan Wuqi was waiting for Yang Teng in the refining period, not Yang Teng in the current Juyuan period.

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