As the saying goes, connoisseurs will know if there is one as soon as they make a move.

Just now, Yang Shaolong just jumped from the wooden boat to Wangbei Lake, and Ruan Tianming knew that Yang Shaolong's strength was very terrifying.

However, the more terrifying Yang Shaolong is, the more he can ignite his fighting spirit.

"Haha, it seems that I didn't make a mistake in this trip to Huaxia. Ruan Tianming laughed loudly, no matter whether it was Yang Shaolong or Huang Tiantian who won in the end, he would use his blood to sharpen his martial arts to wash away the shame of his 15 years of exile overseas.

And Beichi Meng and Tony Jia behind Ruan Tianming had big eyes, and when they hadn't seen Yang Shaolong before, they all thought that they were the best of their age, and they were the top geniuses in martial arts. But now compared to Yang Shaolong, it is simply too bleak.

In terms of age alone, Yang Shaolong's age is not as old as the two of them.

"Whew!" Beichi Meng took a long breath, his jade hand squeezed tightly, and sighed that Huaxia is indeed a place where demons come out.

Bang!

As soon as Yang Shaolong's body fell into the water, he did not hesitate to punch towards the emperor.

A light blue True Yuan fist suddenly condensed, slashed through the air, and flew towards the emperor.

Because the power on the True Yuan Fist was too terrifying, a long trail was immediately pulled out of the water surface it passed.

In an instant, this white mark had already crossed a distance of 100 meters and appeared at the feet of the emperor.

But it was Yang Shaolong's True Yuan fist that had already hit the emperor's shocking body.

Huang Jingtian still couldn't figure out Yang Shaolong's strength, so he didn't take the risk to pick it up immediately, and he dodged Yang Shaolong's punch with a flash.

Rumble!

In a deafening loud sound, Yang Shaolong's fist landed heavily on a boulder on Wangbei Island.

This boulder is the size of a small bungalow, and it has been washed by the water of Wangbei Lake all the year round, and it has become very smooth. From the outside, it looks like a giant duck egg.

Yang Shaolong's punch had just defended on this boulder, and the boulder suddenly split apart, turning into hundreds of fist-sized stones, shooting out quickly in all directions.

The attack power of Yang Shaolong's punch can be imagined. If it hits a person, the person will be instantly beaten into a pulp.

"Hehe, this punch is also quaint and atmospheric, but it's a pity that you're facing me. The emperor said with a look of regret on his face.

In his opinion, it is indeed remarkable that Yang Shaolong can have such cultivation at a young age, but unfortunately, Yang Shaolong is going to die in his hands today.

Yang Shaolong didn't speak, just quietly looked at Huang Jingtian, Huang Jingtian is indeed very strong, if you want to crush him, I'm afraid it's impossible.

"Hehe, now you also take the old man's punch. The emperor smiled heartily, raised his right hand, suddenly clenched it into a fist, and also punched Yang Shaolong.

As soon as his fist was struck, countless blood-colored true elements condensed under his fist, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a huge blood-colored fist.

As soon as the blood-colored fist was condensed, it broke away from the emperor's shocking hand and headed towards Yang Shaolong.

Bang bang bang!

The blood-colored fist flew in mid-air and spun like a huge drill.

A stirring force emanated from the fist, and this stirring force shrouded the surface of the lake below, and countless lakes of water were suddenly stirred up in the lake, forming a long column of water, dragging behind the blood-colored fist.

From a distance, it looks as if a tail formed by a lake hangs from behind this huge blood-colored fist.

Side.

Ruan Tianming, who was watching the battle, shrank his pupils slightly, his expression was very solemn, and he said secretly, "I'm afraid the power of this punch has reached the level of a complete head descender." ”

The Consummation of the Great Head Descending Division is a name for martial arts cultivation by martial artists in Southeast Asia.

The consummation of the great head division is in Huaxia, which is equivalent to Wuhou.

Soon the blood-colored fist had already come to Yang Shaolong's body.

"Haha Yang Shaolong, the old man wants to see how you break my trick?" the emperor smiled in shock, with a slight expectation on his face.

Yang Shaolong's face was expressionless, and he lightly spit out a word, "Break!"

The right hand is raised, and the hand is slashed into a knife. Slashed diagonally towards the flying fist.

A blue sword instantly condensed under Yang Shaolong's hand and slashed into the blood-colored fist.

As soon as the seemingly extremely terrifying blood-colored fist came into contact with this azure sword, it split into two, turning into countless blood qi and dissipating in mid-air.

Crash!

Together with the column of water dragging behind the blood-colored fist, it was also split into two, turning into two torrents that flowed past Yang Shaolong's side.

"You're too weak. After Yang Shaolong cracked the emperor's shocking attack, he shook his head and said lightly.

The emperor didn't care at all, and smiled: "Look at the trick again." ”

His feet were a little heavier on the ground of Wangbei Island, and his whole body flew into the air.

Bang!

The next moment, his body also fell into Wangbei Lake. Bursts of water splashed up and flew to a height of more than ten meters.

"Shura Jue, butcher!" the emperor screamed, his hands began to hug and rub in front of his chest, and the countless splashes that splashed into the air at a height of more than ten meters were all taken into his arms and kept compressing. In the end, it turned into a water ball with a diameter of one meter.

"Go!" the emperor shouted, and his hands slammed out on the water balloon.

The water polo flew towards Yang Shaolong.

The water polo seemed to be very flat, and there was no sound in the air.

But Yang Shaolong knew that this blow was much more terrifying than the emperor's shocking attack just now.

Yang Shaolong didn't dare to slack off, after all, the opposite side was a veritable big hero.

"Martial arts, the stars are slashed!"

Yang Shaolong let out a low roar, slowly closed his hands, and pulled them back in front of his chest the next moment.

A blade as thin as a silkworm's wing appeared.

The knife is seven feet long and two fingers wide, and it is extremely condensed, just like it is made of southern jade.

"Slash!" Yang Shaolong held the blue knife in his hand and slashed towards the flying water ball.

"Haha, megalomaniacal boy. You're dead. Seeing Yang Shaolong resisting his attack, the emperor sneered again and again.

This water ball was compressed with tons of water inside, and it was mixed with his true element, and once it was attacked, it would definitely be detonated. The power of this explosion is the true essence of the attack.

He has absolute confidence that once Yang Shaolong is blown up, he will be seriously injured.

A blue sword fell from the sky and landed on the water balloon.

The water balloon suddenly broke in half, and when it finally entered the lake, it still did not spread out, and slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.

The water balloon did not explode from start to finish.

"No!how is it possible?!" The smile on the emperor's face suddenly froze, and his pupils shrank slightly.

was completely sure of the move that hit Yang Shaolong hard, but it was easily defused by Yang Shaolong.

Yang Shaolong waved his right hand, dispersed the sword in his hand, put his hands behind his back, looked at the emperor from a distance and said, "If you only have this ability, then prepare to die next." ”

The emperor was slightly stunned, and then smiled gloomily: "Very good, boy, old man, I will let you see my real mastery now." ”

"Shura Jue, Shura Battlefield. The emperor screamed, his body flashed, and suddenly disappeared in place.

The next moment, he had already appeared ten meters in front of Yang Shaolong.

Smack!

With a slight swing of his right hand, he slapped Yang Shaolong into the face.

With this palm, his body disappeared again, and the next moment he appeared ten meters behind Yang Shaolong.

Smack!

This time, he still slapped Yang Shaolong.

Bang Bang Bang!

Next, Huang Jingtian appeared ten meters on the left and right sides of Yang Shaolong, and slapped two palms.

Because of his incredible speed, to outsiders, it seems that there are suddenly three more emperors. There are a total of four emperors who are shocking, and they slapped Yang Shaolong with four palms!

Buzz Buzz!

The four palms that seemed to be extremely ordinary turned into four extremely thick True Yuan palms in an instant, the True Yuan palms were several meters high, unusually thick, like a wall, carrying an earth-shattering momentum to sweep towards Yang Shaolong, and the attack power could be imagined.

If you look closely, you can see that these true elements that form the palm of the hand are constantly rotating inside. The water from the lake is pumped up, forming water jets on the surface of the palm. The waterjets are densely packed, like a meat grinder.

In just the blink of an eye, the four True Yuan palms had already enveloped Yang Shaolong's four directions.

Those dense water knives seemed to be about to grind Yang Shaolong into meat puree.

At this moment, Yang Shaolong's situation became extremely dangerous.