"Whew!" Song shocked and vomited blood, flew out upside down, and fell to the ground.

The incomparable fiery sword slashed at Zhuo Fan's body, and it was easily shattered, leaving only two faint white marks where the knife was hit.

Zhuo Fan's silver hair danced wildly, and he strode towards Song Jingtian, and a terrifying wave erupted from his body.

The stainless steel bracers on both arms had been completely shattered in the fierce collision just now, and the Song Shocking Sun Knife was extremely powerful, but unfortunately it couldn't break Zhuo Fan's body as powerful as a hundred refined steel.

Song was defeated, and all the masked people couldn't help but be shocked, and there were signs of defeat. Except for the two masked masters who wielded the sword, who were able to draw with Ye Feng, the Shan family brothers, and Long Si, the momentum of the rest of the masked people had been taken away and they were pressed and beaten by a group of "dark dragons".

In fact, the martial arts of dozens of masked people are a cut above those disciples who stayed in Shanghai or only joined the "Dark Dragon" in the past three years.

However, under the slaughter of Ye Feng and Long Si, most of the masked people have been wiped out. In terms of numbers, on the contrary, it was the "Dark Dragon" disciples who had an absolute advantage.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, even if the masked man's cultivation is higher than that of the "Dark Dragon" disciple, he can't recover the disadvantage.

Song spitting blood, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, he looked at Zhuo Fan who was approaching step by step in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "What...... How is it possible? You have practiced the Vajra Incorruptible Body Divine Skill?"

Struggling to stand up from the ground, the masked towel on his face had fallen off, and his chest was wet with blood, and Song was extremely embarrassed.

He couldn't understand why Zhuo Fan could still exert such an amazing force and seriously injure him at the moment when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born.

At the moment after exchanging tricks with Zhuo Fan, Song Jingtian was the weakest moment, and Zhuo Fan grabbed the fleeting moment when Song Jingtian had not recovered his breath and defeated him.

"King Kong is not bad?" Zhuo Fan smiled, "Sort of!"

At this time, he had already approached in front of Song Jingtian's body, and another punch was blasted, and the surging power made the entire world seem to shake.

Many young masters outside the arena were swayed by the impact of this vast sea-like force, and quickly retreated into the distance. The vast fluctuation of vitality made Song shocked, this power was too terrifying.

Zhuo Fan's boxing technique has changed greatly, no longer restricts his fist power, and his arrogant and ferocious fist power seems to be overturning even the sky, and he is unstoppable and rushes towards Song Tiantian.

Song Jingtian was seriously injured, and he couldn't resist at all, so in a hurry, he raised his palms and bombarded with all his might.

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering bang, Song shook his mouth and vomited blood, flipped out, and then fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

"The Qinglong Gang Song is shocking, such a big name, but that's it. Zhuo Fan said loudly, arrogant, striding forward, with a monstrous momentum.

Although Zhuo Fan said this, he was also surprised in his heart, and at the same time, he was secretly frightened: "The medical skills of the Wuyin Building Medical Hall are really incredible, even the sword rays emitted by the peak powerhouse of the day after tomorrow can't cut through the defense power of the body epidermis, this is purely the body's own defense power." ”

The physical defense of an ancient martial artist relies to a large extent on his own true qi. Like a golden bell jar and an iron cloth shirt, as long as you have enough true qi, you can be invulnerable.

However, if that breath of true anger is vented, that person will become an ordinary person and will no longer be invulnerable.

Legend has it that the Golden Bell Jar, one of the four great divine skills of Shaolin, after cultivating to the realm of Great Perfection, the body is all over the Golden Bell Power all the time, becoming the incorruptible body of King Kong.

However, this is also the fact that King Kong is not bad under the action of true qi.

Zhuo Fan is different, his body is a reagent that has been developed by the M23 area of North America after spending countless manpower and material resources and taking decades to develop, and it has been comprehensively strengthened.

The body that has been strengthened by this mysterious reagent is invulnerable even to ordinary people. An acquired master like Zhuo Fan, after being strengthened, his body is as indestructible as a hundred refined steel.

The punch he threw was a blast of muscles.

Ancient warriors, if the true qi is exhausted, they can only be killed obediently. Zhuo Fan is different, with his current physical strength, even if his true qi is exhausted, he can rely on the strength of his strengthened muscles and muscles to continue fighting.

"Retreat!"

The two masked masters who were entangled by Ye Feng and the others suddenly shouted, and the long knives in their hands turned into a silver-white lightning bolt that tore through the sky, as if they had crossed the existence of time, and instantly hit Ye Feng and the others.

The extremely sharp blade cut through the clothes, but it couldn't break through the defense of the skin of the four. But the huge slashing force knocked the four people out of the air.

After hearing the order to retreat, the remaining seven or eight masked men suddenly broke through the encirclement of the "Dark Dragon" disciples and fled in all directions.

The two masked masters who had escaped the entanglement of Ye Feng and the four of them, seeing that the situation on Song Jingtian's side was critical, hurriedly rushed towards Zhuo Fan.

The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and they saw two faint black shadows flashing, and the brilliant sword light slashed through the void like a rainbow and slashed towards Zhuo Fan's back.

As long as Zhuo Fan takes another step, he will reach the distance of the move, as long as he makes up for one more punch, the once invincible leader of the Blue Dragon Gang in front of him will die under his own fist.

However, at this critical juncture, the two masked masters holding long knives suddenly got rid of Ye Feng and the others, and both of them were killed. Zhuo Fan couldn't help but be furious.

Like lightning, he turned around all of a sudden, and then the two fists slammed into the two earth-shattering swords that attacked and killed.

The vast fist strength surged out like a river lacking an embankment, instantly shattering the blade, and then a pair of iron fists directly slammed into the two extremely sharp blades.

At the moment when Zhuo Fan's iron fist slammed on the blade, "Bang!", "Bang!", the long knife that had been tempered instantly burst into countless fragments, and under the urging of the powerful true qi, the fragments were like countless shining meteors, "Boom, Boom" Shot towards Zhuo Fan.

At such a close distance, the bursting fragments completely enveloped Zhuo Fan and could not be avoided.

"Damn!" Although Zhuo Fan secretly scolded these two guys for their vicious methods, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly returned his hand to protect his face, and then kicked his feet on the ground, and his body was like a rocket, rising from the ground to the sky, more than ten feet high.

Even so, most of the fragments of the vultures shot into his body, and the clothes on his body were smashed to tatters and turned into a sieve.

The two masked masters swooped forward, one left and one right, setting up Song Jingtian, and then fled outward.