Disheveled!

With a loud and muffled sound, Han Dong clenched his blood-red right fist like a mountain, clicked straight forward, and resisted the inexplicable strength that vibrated the surrounding air and formed the shape of a jade seal.

Terrifying momentum, churning around.

Anyone who is a bystander, unless he is in the extraordinary martial arts realm that has confidence in his body, otherwise the ordinary martial arts realm will also have to jump wildly in the corners of his eyes and move his position.

"Han Dong. ”

"Take out your true strength!" Jiang Fengxuan screamed wildly as if he was overpowering the world, and the trembling of his silver-white hair seemed to ignite the internal force between his palms: "I have the art of unity, fusing the power of heaven and earth, and covering the prosperity of a lifetime!"

Crash!

The air oscillated like boiling hot water.

And the glowing jade seal between Jiang Fengxuan's palms gathered the surrounding dust and soil, turbulent air currents, and many fine powders, and there was actually a tendency to materialize.

Side.

The onlookers took a step back again, revealing their shocked faces.

"The Radiance Seal is as heavy as a mountain?" The disciples of the Tieyang Sect became more and more shocked: "It is worthy of being a disciple of the Holy Spring Sect, just such a technique will definitely be able to defeat Han Dong in an instant." ”

Side.

Liu Tuyun, who has an extraordinary vision, was also shocked: "The art of unity can be so urging, it is comparable to the solid internal force of the Martial Sect Realm. ”

He doesn't know, no one knows.

At this moment, Han Dong's internal force flowing in his body is the internal force!

It's just that.

Han Dong couldn't expose the shocking truth, so he simply restrained the power of the internal force, pretending to be in the form of liquid internal force, and in this form, he fought fiercely against the world.

After all, he has inspiration and the art of unity.

In a nutshell.

This is Han Dong's normal form, and if the internal force is activated, it is the strongest state. As for the madness, it is an immeasurable horror.

"Not bad. ”

"The strength of condensation but not dispersion is not easy. Han Dong looked at the shining jade seal and secretly praised it.

His moves are basically unpretentious.

This was also influenced by Ning Moli...... Anything that kills the enemy is the most effective, and you shouldn't pay too much attention to the gorgeous appearance of martial arts.

Pong!Pong!Pong!

Three fierce and unspeakable impacts shook the audience.

Jiang Fengxuan, whose hair was emanated, and his silver-white hair seemed to be the most dazzling starlight, embellishing his might, and the soil under his feet was even more explosive and full of huge pits, unable to carry his strength.

The pinnacle of the world's martial arts realm is indeed extraordinary!

Swish!

Jiang Fengxuan suddenly soared into the air, deriving a more fierce and domineering spectacular scene than the tiger descending the mountain forest, the shining jade seal, horizontal in the air, the light seat of Bajiang's swan song suspended behind him.

Burst out of internal force, like a god coming to the world!

The strength is turbulent, and the tide is upside down!

Jiang Fengxuan turned his body slightly, like a heavenly dome seal covering the earth, and fell high above Han Dong, trying to defeat Han Dong in one fell swoop.

In fact.

Han Dong's previous control of the two-in-one technique, the torrential rain is not profound, but the southern expedition of thousands of miles can be compared to Bajiang swan song and Wang Xi Linchuan.

"It's a good time!" Han Dong's eyes were staring.

The momentum is vigorously chiseled, the energy is condensed but not dispersed, and the strength is gathered on a section, I am afraid that the high-rise buildings that can be chiseled will sway.

In an instant, his right fist suddenly clenched.

In his clear mind, clusters of fiery clouds were ignited, and they were vast and scorching, accumulating the high and blazing fierceness of the Lang Lang Qiankun.

"It's going to thunder. ”

"I'm going to rain. ”

Han Dong's black and white pupils reflected the extremely fast falling Gaishi Jiang Fengxuan, and then stood straight as a pine, from the legs, waist, back, and shoulders, transmitting the terrifying strength of the raging abyss.

The light of internal force ignites in an instant!

The art of unity, affecting the surroundings!

The right palm of the steaming heat suddenly clenched and burst upward, as if the surrounding heat had turned into a dark cloud in the sky, and between the mountains and forests, it overwhelmed the noon sun and reversed the direction and attributes of the storm.

Heavy rain!

Really created a rainstorm, spin the right fist!

"It's raining. ”

Han Dong raised his head, blasted out his right fist, blasted out his left fist, and continued to blast out his right fist, the ruthless law of punching, like the rainfall sequence of nature.

Immovable like a heavy mountain, fist like a dragon!

Most importantly.

After fusing into nearly a hundred wisps of gray air, Han Dong vaguely felt that his senses and mind seemed to have been fully increased, and he used martial arts and practiced pile skills without thinking about the consumption of his mind.

A hint of gray airflow enhances physical fitness.

A wisp of gray air may be more magical.

At least for now.

Relying on his impregnable will, Han Dong can frequently perform the art of unity.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fierce and unspeakable battle caused the ripples to spread around the area, causing the air waves to overlap again, turning the place into a potholed ruin, and rendering the majesty of the world to the extreme.

The two world-famous military generals are comparable to the realm of martial arts!

True.

There is a gap between the realm of martial arts and the realm of martial generals.

At present, the gap is easily erased, even the sect elders of the Martial Sect Realm have their eyes wide when they see this scene.

"Han Dong?"

"Jiang Fengxuan?"

"All of them have the martial arts level of the Martial Sect Realm!"

The situation in the stadium seems to be deadlocked.

Jiang Fengxuan floated in mid-air, wanting to fall and crush Han Dong below, but the fierce and incomparable fist of the sky-rushing cannonball restrained Jiang Fengxuan's figure.

"Landing!"

"It must fall to the ground as soon as possible" Jiang Fengxuan's face changed, he didn't expect that a simple one-man technique could also make Han Dong perform it to the fullest.

But he didn't know.

The Torrential Rain Fall is indeed inferior to the advanced technique, but it is better to be concise and direct, with Han Dong's current mind and internal strength, it is enough to trigger four or five times in an instant.

Rao is an iron wall, and it will be crushed into slag.

Even if the jade seal falls from the sky, it will have to be torn apart.

Jiang Fengxuan, who was frozen in the air, was making a decision in his thoughts: "Wan Jun Hammer, plus Bajiang's swan song——"

At this time.

Han Dong's eyes lit up: "Found it." ”

After a crazy violent collision, he finally found a strength weakness like a jade seal, about three centimeters below the center, which was the node of the inexplicable internal force.

It's like a knot of many ropes.

Just cut through this node and destroy them all.

"Southern Expedition - A Thousand Miles Away!" Han Dong snorted, his eyes showed bright brilliance, and his clenched right fist turned into his right palm, standing between his eyes, condensing into a cold blade.

Bang!

The right leg was injected with internal force, and through the jeans, a mysterious and unfathomable light was diffused...... The muscles tensed, the strength activated, and the incomparable brutal force was stepped on, and the dirt on which he stepped was flying and crumbling.

There was an earthquake!

An extremely dull tremor spread all around!

This was followed by another fall, and a third fall.

In just a few moments, he stepped on the ground three times in a row, providing Han Dong's body with an endless amount of strength, causing the blood-red right palm to circulate around the wind current, shaking the air, forming a wave of qi, and instantly splitting the jade seal in the sky.

From the bottom up, force all the limits.

Syncretic!

Southern Expedition - A Thousand Miles Away!

When the comprehension reaches the level of integration, he is no longer confined to fixed moves, not to mention that Han Dong has already comprehended the unity of heaven and earth, and there is no need to refer to any state of force.

Every move can be one.

Emotions are blazing, and the palm wind cuts.

Click!

The right palm that cut through the air and shredded the dust smashed the shining jade seal, and through the waves of qi that were frozen in mid-air, he grabbed Jiang Fengxuan's shoulder directly.

"How is that possible?"

Jiang Fengxuan's face changed wildly, and his face froze.

"I've caught you!" Han Dong said coldly, his left arm followed closely behind, grabbed Jiang Fengxuan's shoulders tightly, and threw him down four or five times.

Disheveled.

He released his palms and raised his right fist high.

People are good at being bullied, and the teacher is right...... You should still be violent, such as the inexplicable Gai Shi Jiang Fengxuan in front of you.

"Impossible!"

Jiang Fengxuan still couldn't believe it, and muttered in his mouth.

It shouldn't be that way.

He was born in a large martial arts sect and the Holy Spring Sect, and he boasted that he was so noble that he couldn't add it to the limit, how could he be defeated here.

But Jiang Fengxuan, who was almost paralyzed and had some disordered internal strength, could only see that this blood-red right fist, carrying the rain and falling high, shattered all his domineering spirit and unreasonable arrogance.

"Gaishi?"

"I'm no longer there. Han Dong's black and white eyes, which contained a ruthless sea area, secretly groaned.

Shocking.

The audience is silent!

"Disciple Jiang Fengxuan of the Holy Spring Sect, lost?" The disciple of the Tieyang Sect opened his mouth and ate a mouthful of dust and dirt, not knowing what to say.

"Shhh

Many martial arts geniuses also gasped: "Han Dong, who is so strong, is definitely not only the ninth of the hidden dragon, but may be ranked fifth." ”

The top four, but unlikely.

But the fifth hidden dragon is terrifying enough.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sonorous three punches, all of which fell on Gai Shijiang Fengxuan's chest and shoulders, almost broke up his muscles and meridians.

The next moment.

The right palm, which was full of vicissitudes, penetrated hundreds of meters, and gently pressed on Han Dong's right shoulder: "Enough." ”

"Who are you?" Han Dong stopped his right fist.

"Me?" The middle-aged and elderly man with slightly gray sideburns, his gaze as sharp as an eagle's eyes, fell on Han Dong's face. "You can call me, General Meng. ”