The full force of the Martial Sect Realm erupted, how terrifying.

Not to mention the aftermath of the light in the air, the loud sound of thunder explosion alone had already shattered the delicate plates on the round table in the main hall, and even came out of the main hall, and the sound waves hit the five white towers, echoing throughout the living area.

If it weren't for the dense woods, I am afraid that the clouds would be resounding.

Bang!

The two figures were flat, and they each stepped back in an instant.

"Merry three thousand!"

Han Dong stretched out his right palm and grabbed it in the air.

The people around him were stunned inexplicably, only to feel that the ubiquitous air was all boiling, as if thousands of rivers were flowing into the East China Sea, including but not limited to the air in the main hall and the outside air, all of which were in the palm of his hand.

Take the dust of the air and evolve the wind current.

Slowly spread out your right palm and push straight forward.

Even a multi-storey building has to be pushed and moved.

"Han Dong!"

"I just gave you face, and I didn't use real force. Zhuo Yongshi walked forward step by step, his eyes were red, and with a giant sword comparable to the power of a million jun, he fell into the air and slashed at Han Dong's left shoulder: "You kill my son, insult my Zhuo clan, and be so rampant, I will let you see what is the power of the peak of the high-ranking martial arts realm!"

At the helm of the Maison, he is extremely calm.

But in the face of this moment, he was also furious.

Rumble!

Chengzong has been 30 years ago, and the heavy sword has been swept away.

The sword light that can be called the giant sword Ling Chen, it is no longer something that the ordinary Martial Sect Realm can compete with. Even the median Martial Sect Realm had to be seriously injured on the spot, and if he was not careful, he turned into powder on the spot.

"Press!"

"Press again!"

Zhuo Yongshi was angry, and drank coldly again and again, letting his white hair float and float, but his clear eyes spread the light of solid internal force, and the inspiration in his mind also oppressed Han Dong and hit the Dao Dao Romance.

All of a sudden, the sword was at its peak.

Click.

All the ways are broken.

The materialized Xuanqi force collided hundreds of times in an instant. If it weren't for the profound realm of the two of them, and no matter how much the main hall building was, even the five pure white towers surrounding the outside world would have collapsed.

......

Doorway.

More than ten people from the Martial Arts Sect Alliance sighed one after another.

"This is the high-ranking Martial Sect Realm!"

The middle-aged woman's face was even more cautious: "Ordinary high-ranking martial arts realm, I'm afraid it can't compare to Zhuo Yongshi, the patriarch of the Zhuo family, no wonder the Zhuo family is becoming more and more prosperous." ”

She smacked her tongue secretly.

I could only watch Zhuo Yongshi's white hair fly behind, moving forward step by step, breaking through the wind flow one after another, and was about to crush the sword light and smash the brilliant power of Tianjiao Han Dong.

"Alas. ”

"Tianjiao is like this, and he can't avoid defeat. I only hope that Zhuo Yongshi can spare his life according to his words. But thinking of the consequences of her broken arms, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but feel sympathy.

And on the side.

The beautiful woman was already stunned in place, and her face was pale: "It's really incredible, if they are left in the Fifth Ring Road of the Imperial Capital, they can easily smash the towering buildings and sturdy bridges and streets." ”

She comes from a small family and doesn't know the power of the martial arts.

But at this moment, the beautiful woman finally realized the incredible power of martial arts, and could only look at the fierce battle in the center of the main hall in a daze, and realized in her heart-

Qingshan Sect Han Dong, defeated Zhuo Yongshi!

She could see that the rest of the Zhuo clan could of course distinguish between the good and the bad, and she was ecstatic: "The patriarch's sword light is like a scorching sun, shaking so much that I can't open my eyes, and it makes it difficult for Han Dong to resist. ”

"And look. ”

"Dare to insult my Zhuo clan and let him know the pain. ”

The next moment.

The weather in the center of the main hall changed suddenly.

Han Dong's right palm trembled, scattered the romance, and directly blasted Zhuo Yongshi's sword light with his fist, one punch at a time, showing Pei Mo Neng's crystal heavy punch, as if covering all the seals.

Pong!Pong!Pong!

The right fist is played, the left fist is punched, the right fist is punched, the mediocre boxing style, all restrained, adds to the strength of this punch, the sword light of the bang is shattered, and the face of Zhuo Yongshi is changing wildly.

Bang.

Han Dong turned into a wild beast and rioted.

Smashing his fist strongly, stepping indifferently, creating momentum between the roars, making waves when he shines, he doesn't give Zhuo Yongshi any chance at all, and the palms of both hands push forward for eternity, shaking the air like roaring.

Immediately.

Power Collapse - Close! Close! Close!

Han Dong's face was cold and ruthless, and he held on to this heavy sword ray, allowing the sharp cutting of the sword light to make a loud noise, and his palms still contained the internal force giant sword like golden hoops and iron pincers.

"Impossible!"

Zhuo Yongshi's complexion changed.

Han Dong exerted force with both palms and opened his mouth with a sonorous word.

"What is a disciple?"

"Disciples of the sect, shouldering the core inheritance, working together with the sect, advancing and retreating together with the sect, living and dying with the sect - you, no one cares about me in the Qingshan Sect?"

Turning the palm in an instant, it is like the sky supporting the ground.

Click!

The greatsword cracked.

Click!

The greatsword shatters in the air.

Without further words, Han Dong's right palm collected the air in all directions, and he seemed to hold the surging light and wind flow, and his body rotated halfway, pumping Zhuo Yongshi horizontally.

You Zhuo Clan can't be humiliated, so our Qingshan Sect can be bullied at will?

Meanwhile.

The picture of the southern expedition flashed in his mind.

The strong implication of no complaints, no regrets, indomitable, and blazing into the sky, and then increased the weight of the right fist, as if it continued to accelerate to the limit in mid-air, and pulled out a semi-circular trajectory, instantly squeezing the air to cause a terrifying thunder that shook a radius of thousands of meters, and pulled out a wave of white air that continued to ripple.

Boom Boom –

Thunder's right fist, smashing all dust.

At this moment, no words were pale, and all words were powerless to describe the immensity of this thunderous volley.

Disheveled!!!

The air was torn and churning, the air waves were dispersed in circles, and Wei Li broke through the air and pumped on Zhuo Yongshi's chest, the chest bones of the pumping were shattered in response, the internal force of the pumping was all disordered, and the eyes of Zhuo Yongshi were round.

There was only one thought left in his mind - this volley, it was terrible.

Phew.

Zhuo Yongshi followed a straight trajectory and slammed into the heavy walls of the main hall, and the gorgeous decoration and masonry walls could not stop the aftermath of the volley, causing him to directly hit the wall.

The masonry shattered, revealing a human-shaped hole.

Outside air flows into the main hall.

And Zhuo Yongshi, who was seriously injured and unconscious, flew straight dozens of meters away, deeply embedded in the bottom outer wall of a white tower, and only then did he stop his remaining strength and remained motionless.

Shocking hope!

It's just a punch, and Zhuo Yongshi is seriously injured!

Whether it was the people of the Zhuo clan or the more than ten people of the Martial Arts Sect Alliance, they were all dumbfounded, and the shocked emotions swept through their minds like a tsunami, and they stopped in place blankly, not knowing what to say.

Even more outrageous.

It's just a serious injury, even if you're unconscious, a real high-ranking martial arts realm was blown over nearly a hundred meters away, it's just a fantasy.

Goo-dong.

The eldest son of Zhuo Yongshi, the middle-aged and elderly man, sighed quietly, and through the cave, he saw his biological father Zhuo Yongshi embedded in the outer wall at the bottom of the white pagoda from a distance.

The rest of the Zhuo clan members were also sincerely afraid.

Immediately followed - Boom.

The luxuriously decorated main hall is falling into ashes, and it seems that there is a tendency to collapse.

Han Dong's all-out momentum was terrifying. Besides, he hadn't turned on the mad demon state yet, otherwise it would be common for him to directly kill the high-ranking Martial Sect Zhuo Yongshi with one punch.

"Hmph. ”

Han Dong's face was indifferent, and he turned around and left the main hall.

His black and white eyes fell to the milky white tower on the right, and with the hands behind him, he opened the five fingers of his left palm, accumulating an unimaginable amount of light, and waved his hand casually, overturning the top glass of the main hall.

And inside the main hall, everyone was just relieved.

Click!

Only the sound of hundreds of glass shattering was heard, and there was no glass covering above the main hall, only an endless blue sky, and the surrounding walls also collapsed.

Rushing.

The masonry cracked and piled up in a mess.

The trembling eyes of everyone in the audience all converged on Han Dong, no one dared to speak, and no one dared to flee in a panic, spreading an atmosphere called dead silence.

"The Zhuo family—"

"Regardless of the reason, regardless of the process, within seven days, I will return the relics of my Qingshan Sect. After seven days, if I can't see the Qingshan East Sea Chart, I should come to the door again and destroy the Zhuo clan!"

The sonorous and domineering sound echoed in all directions.

Under the sunlight of the Qing Dynasty, the faces of the people of the Zhuo clan turned pale, and they could only gaze at this light blue figure like a god in horror - the legend of the world, the contemporary Tianjiao, and the Qingshan Sect Han Dong!

Immediately.

Han Dong stepped in the air and blasted out his right fist.

The fist that ignited the light was like the blazing discharge of an intercontinental missile, pulling the wind and dust, forming a fist of light that could not be seen directly.

Rising in the wind, straight into the sky.

The light is convergent and unpretentious.

"Remember. ”

"It's only seven days. ”

With this punch, Han Dong turned around and left, like an ethereal and fierce immortal.

As the light blue figure dissipated, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the beautiful woman who spoke earlier was even more frightened into a drenched sweat, and her whole body was already soaked, outlining a graceful curve.

"Wait. ”

"He just threw his right fist, what is the intention?" The beautiful woman was just puzzled, and her eyes immediately froze.

At this moment, the sun seems to be gone, and the breeze is gone.

The living area of the Zhuo family is completely frozen. Everyone was at a loss, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at the pure white giant tower about fifty meters high on the right.

"It's broken. ”

"The White Tower is broken. ”

Some fell to their knees and groaned, some fell in shock and shock, and some stopped in place with blank eyes.

The right punch just now knocked over the upper half of the White Tower!

The white pagoda standing on the right side begins to break from the middle!

Snort!

Twenty years old, the pure white tower makes a chilling sound.

Immediately after, the upper half of the white tower smashed backwards, accompanied by the smashing of the loud sound, followed by the terrifying loud sound of the earth shaking the mountains, like a real earthquake, shaking the dense woods, shaking the range of several kilometers.

"Ahh ”

Facing the sunlight of Hexi, Zhuo Yongshi, who barely recovered his awakening, was inlaid at the bottom of the white tower on the other side, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

His face was as dead as ashes, and there was only one thought left in his heart.

The Qingshan Sect is no longer down

The Qingshan Sect is bound to rise - Qingshan! Today!