The white-haired young man sat in the stone man, his breath was as deep as an abyss, and his killing intent was like a knife. Nangong Jun has already judged how much he has in just one look, this is a fierce rival, when did such a character appear in the martial arts, he was actually lonely and unheard.

Now that the Nangong family is on the rise, if this person can be wooed, then the chances of bringing down the Demon God Palace will be even greater. It's just that he understands that it was his own people who provoked it first, and now such a posture is even more impossible to resolve in a few words. However, since the other party is so obvious that he can't wait, he won't back down, so let's fight!

However, just as Nangong Jun was about to make a move, the white-haired young man moved slightly, and something wrapped in some drops of blood flew in. The blood cloth suddenly opened, and five bloody heads fell from it, rolling down.

The expressions of the people present changed greatly, and the face of the servant next to Nangong Jun suddenly became extremely pale, and his legs were swinging. Just because he knew all five heads, this was the Deadpool he sent out, and he originally just wanted to check the identity of the white-haired young man. However, when he was dying, he changed his mind, remembering the humiliation he had suffered during the day, and he couldn't swallow it. When the order was given, the white-haired youth was to be killed. Now he never thought that there would be only a head left overnight, and things exceeded his expectations, with the strength of these five people, killing a master who was still in the realm was like probing for something, and they had done it more than once. But he died in the hands of the white-haired young man in front of him, how strong was his strength?

Nangong Jun was unmoved, and he didn't even move when the blood splashed from the rolling head splashed on the backs of his extremely precious shoes, just because he hadn't yet grasped the depth of the person in front of him. However, if the other party wanted to provoke him with this and let him show his flaws, he would underestimate him Nangong Jun too much, so he walked forward.

Nangong Jun didn't walk fast, but every step was extremely steady, his body barely shook because of the uneven ground, and even a slight sway, moreover, the aura emanating from his body became stronger and stronger, surrounded by a stream of air, sonorous, like the sound of a sword impacting, the momentum became more and more majestic, enough to see how far Nangong Jun's cultivation had become.

The white-haired young man sitting on the stone man also slowly got up and stepped forward, his steps were different from Nangong Jun's, walking more slowly, but his aura was slowly disappearing. If it weren't for such a living person standing in front of them, everyone couldn't believe that someone could cultivate martial arts to this point. It is not an exaggeration.

The two of them looked at each other without the existence of others, and the invisible killing intent was slowly thickening, cold as frost.

However, everyone watching from the sidelines felt a great deal of oppression, and neither of them could already cause such terrible pressure before they could do anything. Once you start to do it, it will be an earth-shattering shock.

However, in the eyes of the two, there are terrible visions that others cannot see. Zhang Kaifeng's eyes flashed, looking at Nangong Jun's whole body, Nangong Jun's martial arts continued to improve, and the subtle sound of sword collision was the martial realm "Thousand Mountains Zhenyue" diagram condensed by his virtual realm, and there were constantly steep mountains surrounding his body, which was magnificent. Nangong Jun's eyes flickered, although the person in front of him was full of martial arts, he gave people the feeling that it was a majestic peak that was difficult to shake, but what made Nangong Jun wonder why there was no phenomenon of condensing the martial realm in this person.

The duel between the strong in the virtual realm, life and death are often only in an instant, and the condensed martial realm cannot be put away, is it just a guy who has failed to condense the martial realm, or is it used as a hole card, planning to come by surprise? And although the servant has not yet advanced to the virtual realm, he can sense the difference in the aura emanating from the two people who are facing each other, and it is recorded in the classics that it is a sign of failure in the condensed martial realm, so Nangong Jun has a greater chance of winning, even if he is also a strong man in the virtual realm. Thinking of this, the servant felt a lot more relieved, and at the same time pondered how to torture the white-haired young man.

"Whew!"

First, a strong wind broke through the air, and the two people who walked towards each other disappeared in an instant. No, it should be said that Nangong Jun disappeared in place in an instant, and the place where he was standing before suddenly collapsed, and a footprint deep into the ground was clearly visible. And his person had already pounced forward, and the fist full of fist intent and the fist of Pei Ran blasted towards the white-haired young man's eyebrows.

The fist is like a thousand mountains breaking through the mountains, there is nothing to stop the momentum, and the momentum is strong and heavy. The pang-ran fist was as bright as a rainbow, and its killing intent climbed to the extreme in an instant.

The fist intent is condensed, the fist is compelling, this momentum alone is enough to make Nangong Jun dominate the Northern Plains, and even in the Central Plains, he has a place. Those who oppose him are often taken by this terrible momentum, and they are cowardly before fighting, and they are defeated in an instant, not for nothing.

However, Zhang Kaifeng, who had experienced countless battles, was not affected by this, and in the face of the sweeping figure, the tip of his right foot was lightly touched, like a wisp of breeze, and slipped out to the side.

"Peng!"

The stones were splashed, and Nangong Jun's punch directly blasted the huge stone into powder, and there was even a big pit there, which shows how huge the power of this punch is. Moreover, the concentration of strength, the training of martial arts has reached a terrifying level.

Several people watching the battle changed color, and it was the first time they saw Nangong Jun make a move, which already shocked them. Compared to it, the white-haired young man was able to dodge this punch, and his strength was unfathomable.

"The speed is acceptable, I don't know, what is the strength?" As he spoke, Nangong Jun retracted his fist, slowly got up, and rushed out again into a strong wind.

Wanting to test his combat power in terms of speed and strength, Zhang Kaifeng understood Nangong Jun's plan, and this time he didn't choose to retreat, and spit out lightly: "As you wish." ”

Before the words fell, the person standing still had disappeared in place. In an instant, two figures that were difficult to catch with the naked eye met in an instant.

"Boom!"

Like thunder and fire, it was deafening, and those who did not have enough skills fainted on the spot. The group quickly retreated, their faces full of horror.

In mid-air, two figures were revealed, their arms clashing together, and a deep pit appeared below them, full of cracks and dents downward.

The competition of strength does not give in at all.

The four eyes were facing each other, and the cold light in the eyes of the two sides flowed, but their expressions did not fluctuate for half a minute, just because they expected that the opponent's combat power was far more than that.

The short stagnation was just a breath of effort, and the two people who had not yet landed clash together again. The punch is like electricity, bringing up a magnificent brilliance. The fists were blazing, colliding with each other and then disappearing.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

“…！”

The movements of the two are like electricity, and the fist prints can even urge the mountains to crack the stones, and the fist intent flows all over the body. The majestic air waves swept across the field, and the ground was full of potholes, which were constantly stepped on by two people. They landed on the ground under the onslaught of their opponent's punches and then soared into the air, their feet springing up tens of meters into the air with ease.

Peng's sound was like thunder, and an invisible force stirred up. The two men in the fast duel froze in the air, their fists withdrawn, their arms wide open and tense like strings.

"Boom!"

The two fists gathered momentum, and finally collided at this moment, compared to the previous fists of the rapid duel, this time the momentum was huge, enough to collapse the clouds, and the world seemed to be dried by the fists of the two people, and the mouth was dry.

The onlookers were stunned by the fierce battle, and they could not get close at all, and if they did, the stones where the two men were would be crushed into powder in silence by the breath of the two men. This discovery made these people put away the idea of walking into the battle, after all, the warrior fights, fighting life and death and watching the battle itself is an extremely dangerous thing, and it is necessary to be prepared to run away, unless the strength of the person who is fighting is about the same as that of the person who is fighting, it is possible to pay attention to melee combat, but no one present has this strength.

The smoke and dust were filled, like wolf smoke rising into the sky, and the area had already been destroyed by two people, and at this moment it was hit by an unprecedented force, and it suddenly cracked like paper.

The two figures in mid-air were facing each other, each side shaking back the other, and their bodies rising from the ground. The moment Nangong Jun rose into the air, the fist of the person opposite was already waiting, Nangong Jun's expression did not move, and a strange aura emanated from his body, and he unexpectedly avoided it when he smashed his fist in the face, and immediately counterattacked. The right fist was clenched, and a body of true qi was condensed on the fist, the fist was shining, the fist was terrifying, and the straight fist hit Zhang Kaifeng's chest head-on.

"Peng!"

The ferocious fist fell, and the people watching the battle below shouted excitedly.

"The young master is mighty!"

"Brother Nangong is really good. ”

"Haha, I said a long time ago, how can Brother Nangong resist that guy who doesn't know what to do. ”

"After all, fireflies can't compete with the bright moon. ”

The crowd watching the battle applauded excitedly and spoke one after another, for fear that others would not know that he was praising Nangong Jun.