Elder Nu Yan said coldly, "That previous move was just a temptation. ”

Then he pinched the trick with one hand and struck out layers of blazing palms, and Zhang Hao in front of him slammed away, dragging out wisps of scarlet tail light.

Each flame palm contains terrifying power, and those who are hit are melted into a pulp.

Zhang Hao twisted his neck violently, and after a crisp snap, he looked at the layers of blazing palms that flew over, and his expression showed disdain.

The golden light was smashing, and he stomped his foot, his figure suddenly disappearing in place, and a golden blur of afterimage rushed forward.

The fist bombarded away, wrapped in an unstoppable momentum to extinguish the flames and dissipate one after another, the heat spread violently, and the blasting sound sounded.

The black smoke was mixed with a faint firelight, and a golden figure quickly appeared like a floating light, and a fierce wind was blowing.

"Dead baboon!

The loud shouts of a thunderbolt on a sunny day echoed in the air, revealing a strong sense of tyranny.

Elder Nu Yan secretly said that it was not good, he knew that the most terrifying thing about this kind of physical cultivation was not the physical strength, but the extreme danger of melee combat.

Therefore, he hurriedly cast his body technique, like a gust of wind swishing away.

Rumble!

Zhang Haomeng's fist slammed on the ground, and a dull and terrifying drum beating sound seemed to rise in everyone's hearts, as if the entire martial arts stage shook for a moment.

Terrible!

Many of the monks watching the battle could not help but be shaken, and they feared that if they were to be hit by such a punch, their lives would be in danger.

Cold sweat came out of Elder Fuyan's forehead, his right hand glowed red, and a small red fire hurricane was held up in his palm.

A powerful mana fluctuation emanated from it.

"Fire Roll!" he snorted, throwing the spell at the other man.

After the small red fire hurricane got out of its hands, it changed from less than half a foot high to more than a dozen feet with a whoosh, and the whining wind was breathtaking.

The Red Fire Hurricane was filled with countless fierce blades of fire, and with the blazing temperature, it swept away like thunder.

The incoming heat wave slapped on his body, and Zhang Haomeng, who was protecting his body with golden light, was calm and calm, and in an instant, the flame tornado swallowed him in!

"Hahaha! Die!" Elder Nu Yan was overjoyed and stroked his palms and laughed.

Countless people held their breath, and a pair of eyes were firmly staring at the light curtain in front of them, as if they wanted to see what happened to Zhang Haomeng after being swallowed in.

Qing Juzi and the others sneered again and again, as if they had seen a charred corpse appear in their field of vision.

On the other hand, Zhang Zixian's face did not change at all.

The majestic flame tornado on the martial arts stage, in which a dazzling golden light faintly appeared, as if an incredible force was soaring.

"What!?"

Elder Nu Yan felt a hint of danger, and his smile froze on his face, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"That's it?"

A rough and deep voice was as loud as thunder, and it resounded all around.

The golden bell shrouded Zhang Haomeng's body, and countless flame wind blades were all blocked out, only to see him laugh wildly, and his arms suddenly pulled out!

Rumble......

The flame tornado was torn apart and vanished.

"This can't be!" Elder Nuyan said in astonishment.

His hands were sealed, and a flaming spear condensed around him, filling with a scorching and terrifying aura.

"Go!" he struck dozens of flaming spears at one of them, threatening to wipe them out completely.

Zhang Haomeng crossed his arms in front of him, and the momentum of the whole person rose rapidly, and a hideous reckless phantom appeared, oscillating a strong energy fluctuation.

With a dull bang, he rushed all the way with unstoppable might, and the high-pitched elephant chirping suddenly rang out, resounding in all directions.

The next moment, dozens of flame spears smashed into Zhang Haomeng in unison.

The sound of booming explosions was incessant, and the flowing flames were splashing everywhere.

The huge reckless phantom was a little dim, but the eyes still revealed ferocity.

Zhang Haomeng was up and down all over his body, without a trace of scars, and the golden light flowed all over his body like liquid, unbreakable!

Seeing this, Elder Nu Yan was even more frightened in shock.

He had been in the cultivation world for more than a hundred years, and he had never seen such a fierce and terrifying cultivation of physical cultivation, and the prejudice against such cultivators in the past had dissipated, and only fear had been replaced by fear.

"Damn, how did this family raise such a monster?"

Elder Nu Yan hurriedly pulled away the distance, put his fingers together and used his mana, and constantly slashed at the swift figure!

Each fierce blade carried a fierce wind, and rushed towards the other party.

Zhang Hao was so strong that he didn't want to resist at all, and every fierce blade aimed at him was smashed out one punch after another!

Boom Boom Boom ......

In the light curtain, a series of blasting sounds with bright and extinguished firelight appeared in everyone's field of vision, which made many people enjoy watching it!

Zhang Haomeng's figure was getting closer and closer, and that strong sense of danger filled his heart, causing Elder Nuyan's face to change.

He summoned all the mana in his body, and his entire right arm emitted countless red lights, and tiny tadpole-like curse marks appeared on the surface of his skin, and a compelling coercion spread violently.

"Extreme Flame Claw!"

Elder Fuyan shouted violently, and the entire arm of the red light surged, and the flowing flames swept through, and the five fingers of his right hand flexed, and a huge red claw emerged.

Sharp claws pierced the air and screeched, as if they were about to puncture the eardrums.

The Extreme Flame Claw is a third-grade mid-level spell, which can be extremely powerful after being cast, and can crush a piece of Xuanjing Iron two feet high alive!

Zhang Haomeng's eyes narrowed slightly, his chest was filled with a boiling battle intent, and after his right fist was raised high, it exploded straight away with a huge amount of energy.

Thundered......

In the air, a circle of flat ripples burst out, impacting the defensive shield raised by the stage.

Zhang Hao took two steps back violently, and a long-lost pain came from his hand, and even the golden light covering it dimmed.

Elder Fury Flame laughed wildly, he was very confident in his killing move that had torn apart many monks, after all, this was a move that pressed the bottom of the box.

Seeing that the other party had lost his indomitable power, Elder Nuyan immediately bullied forward, not leaving him the slightest room to breathe, and the red claws swept out again.

The sharp claws were extremely hard, and they swept out of thin air, bringing a scarlet light.

Zhang Haomeng's face was moved, but he blocked with his arms, and his body was golden and bright.

A series of sonorous sounds shook people's hearts, and the sparks scattered in all directions, and the crimson claws began to leave some cracks in the golden light covering their arms.

Elder Fury's momentum soared, his expression was hideous, and he frantically waved his red claws to tear through the golden light in front of him.

Outside the martial arts stage, many people have solemn eyes, and in their hearts, they obviously regard Zhang Haomeng as the suppressed party.

The difference was that the clansmen of the Zhang family present all had firm expressions, and that tall and glorious image had already been deeply engraved in their minds, and they didn't believe that Elder Hao Meng would lose this game at all.

Qing Juzi said with a smile: "It seems that one of the rumored three major combat powers of the Zhang family is nothing more than that. ”

"Speaking of Elder Fury's Extreme Flame Claw, it is also really powerful, and the monks who died at his hands could be piled up into a small mountain. ”

The white-bearded elder carrying the turquoise gourd said with a smile.

The other fellow disciples also felt that the battle was stable, and their hearts began to relax.

Zhang Zixian glanced at them lightly and did not reply.

Zhang Shaotian beside him didn't even want to look at them, and a hint of mockery appeared in his eyes.

The red claws continued to slam towards Zhang Hao, and the golden light covering his arms was covered with dense cracks, as if it was about to collapse if it could not be supported.

Elder Fury's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty red light, and he couldn't wait to see the scene of blood!

Is it going to be disemboweled? Or is it going to be torn into two pieces?

In his mind, he had already begun to imagine that exciting picture.

Zhang Haomeng's expression did not show a trace of panic, but his steps moved quickly, and his arms blocked the red red claws that attacked madly.

His eyes looked at the huge and hideous red claw with interest, and he felt a hint of surprise in his heart at its sharp attack.

After a while, after Elder Fuyan raised his claws and probed fiercely, the golden light that covered his arms with dense cracks shattered and disappeared into the air in an instant.

"Give me death!"

Elder Fury Yan sneered, and he leaped forward, a crimson claw slamming into the top of the opponent's head.

The unrivalled energy washed over the earth, and the pressure of the people hit.

The scarlet tail light flickered in everyone's field of vision, and couldn't help but bring a trace of coolness to people's hearts.

This level of attack is enough to directly shoot a late-stage foundation building monk to death!

Is this the strength of the elders of the Qianji faction? It is really strong!

In the crowd, Su Zhiqing and several elders looked at the light curtain tightly, and they couldn't help but be shocked by the powerful strength of Elder Nuyan.

If such a person came to provoke them, absolutely no one in the Su clan would be able to meet the enemy!

"I'm not playing anymore!"

A thunderous and loud voice suddenly sounded, accompanied by a terrifying power rising.

"What...... What?" Elder Fuyan's eyes widened, and his red claws froze slightly with terrifying mana fluctuations.

In his pupils, a lifelike golden dragon roared, snaking around his body, his eyes firmly fixed on him.

The terrifying killing intent that emanated was like cold frozen water watering his whole body.

Zhang Haomeng's right fist was ready to be placed on his chest, and countless golden lights swirled around it, and at this time, he looked at the red-faced man with a smile.