The real dragon out of the water!

The huge dragon's eyes slowly turned, and landed on the barbarian who pointed to the sky and frozen water.

The Snowbird Clan Elephant Master wanted to flee almost immediately, but he was horrified to find that he had been restrained by the current at some point.

"Aang!"

The dragon's groan resounded through the sky, and the huge body of the water dragon suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, the dragon's tail had already wrapped the man tightly.

A hint of fierceness flashed in Gong Yeyu's eyes, every god elephant master is a treasure, he can't let that person die in vain.

It's just that a thin layer of space diaphragm appeared on the edge of Mizusawa at some point, and it was a truncated empty array!

For the masters of the String Venerable Realm, there was no way for the mere Void Breaking Array to really break the void and make them unable to fly, but the momentary obstacle had already delayed the water dragon for enough time.

The dragon's tail that was entwined with the god elephant barbarian master pulled violently, and the person's body and soul were directly wiped out in the shattering blood mist!

Gong Yeyu ghostly appeared next to the water dragon, when the white palm touched the water dragon scales, the water dragon's body composed of one-yuan heavy water condensed by the formation was completely frozen into an ice dragon almost instantly, and the huge hideous head struggled to bite Gong Yeyu's head, but it was completely condensed before it succeeded.

"You're damned!"

Gong Yeyu made a mistake with both hands, and the huge water dragon in the sky immediately broke into several knots and sprinkled it in the water.

"String movement, this is string movement!"

Far away in the spring city of Shuizawa, Zhuohua saw the shocking scene in front of him through the clairvoyant mirror light technique, and only felt a chill down his spine.

That kind of power to destroy the gods and elephants with a wave of his hand is tantamount to the existence of the apocalypse for them in these realms.

Xu Chunzhi also had a dignified face.

On the contrary, it was Luo Xueya, who was pouring himself a drink, with a smile on his face.

"Up to the Heavenly Pattern, down to the Void, we tens of thousands of monks have worked so hard, from last year to now, we have finally not worked in vain, the Divine Elephant Realm, that is the master of the Divine Elephant Realm, was actually killed by us little minions!"

"Ants bite more elephants, they are still too careless!" Hearing this, Xu Chunzhi's face also flushed with excitement.

In the main hall of Qingxuan, Mu Yu sat on top of the empty hall, looking at the scene in the Xuanguang Mirror, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"String Movement, you can't help but make a move so soon, you're still too anxious!"

......

......

The white-clothed boy of Iron Hammer Mountain and the black-clothed boy with wings on his back collided again.

Both of them fight in the same way as simple, direct punches to the flesh.

On the gimbal, in the blink of an eye, seventeen or eighteen explosions sounded one after another, and when the figures of the two of them staggered again, the black-clothed young man was safe and sound, but the fists of the white-clothed Iron Hammer Mountain disciple and his body were in hot pain!

"None of them hurt?" the young man in black raised his eyebrows in surprise, his face gradually floating

There was a hint of excitement, "Looks like we can have a little more fun!"

The young man in white also hit a real fire, and ripped off the robe on his body, revealing a not very strong upper body, but the cold surge below couldn't help but praise: "That black-clothed young man is not easy to deal with, and this Iron Hammer Mountain is not simple, the art of refining the body is not that the more muscles, the stronger the strength, but the streamlined muscles similar to tigers, leopards and jackals are the most practical, maybe it won't be the turn of the fat man to make a move, and this person can teach him a lesson for you!"

Jiang Ning and Zhu Ji shook their heads almost at the same time.

"If that Iron Hammer Mountain disciple stops there, then he's going to lose right away. Zhu Ji said.

Jiang Ning also nodded.

The basis for his judgment was that the young man had not taken out the golden lamp so far, and as for why Zhu Ji was so sure, even Jiang Ning had some doubts in his heart.

The true element that was condensed like substance flowed rapidly, and the arms of the man in white suddenly turned a deep cyan, and in a trance, those two arms seemed to be slightly longer and thicker, but the change was too subtle, and in the fierce battle, it was impossible to accurately judge.

The black-clothed young man's wings shook together, and the whole person came to the disciple of Iron Hammer Mountain in an instant, and immediately smashed down with a punch, just as Zhu Ji guessed, this punch was three points stronger than Fang Cai.

"Boom!"

A black shadow was thrown out in an instant, slamming into the ground, splashing scattered clouds.

After the smoke and clouds dissipated, Jiang Ning and the others saw clearly that the figure that smashed on the ground before was not the imaginary disciple of Iron Hammer Mountain, but the black-clothed young man they were extremely optimistic about before.

"Arm fist!" Jiang Ning took a deep breath.

There are indeed many things in the martial arts of mortals that are worthy of reference by cultivators, but Jiang Ning never thought that there would really be someone who could cultivate the martial arts of mortals to such a domineering point!

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the black-clothed young man's mouth again, and he slowly got up from the ground, and the pair of black wings on his back flickered and dimmed, and there was a hint of a tendency to collapse.

"You've me off!" the young man's deep dark eyes stared at the disciple of Iron Hammer Mountain, and there was thunderous anger in his calm voice.

This time, he was really annoyed!

"So what?" the Iron Hammer Mountain disciple sneered.

The black-clothed young man clasped his hands together, two of the six black bone beads strung on his wrists suddenly lit up with black light, and the flesh and blood bulged under the two ribs of the young man, and the cyan sparks were burning, and under his arms, there were two more arms!

"Dahekuten, Guanyin's angry face!" Ji Shiyu murmured in a low voice.

Zhu Ji looked back and looked at him deeply.

The black wings suddenly condensed, and they fought again with the hammer mountain man, but this time, the young man in black still failed to gain the upper hand!

Two fists against four hands, the fist of the Iron Hammer Mountain man was integrated, making it impenetrable, and he actually attacked all the fists and feet of the black-clothed young man at the moment, that is, Jiang Ning's heart had a trace of admiration for the disciple of Iron Hammer Mountain at this moment.

"What is that?" Zhu Ji was shocked, he had never thought that a person who had used the Great Black Heaven Wrath Phase Star Pole Peak would be blocked by a master of the sixth layer of the Star Pole unscathed, this person's combat consciousness and methods were already so strong that he felt a little creepy.

"If he is also at the peak of the star pole at this moment, the young man in black is only afraid that he will be defeated!" Chen Qingyao said, and there was an uproar in the square of the inner city, and they were all shocked by the dazzling fist technique of the man from Iron Hammer Mountain.

Ji Shiyu smiled happily because he found an extremely interesting person again.

And when he's happy, he always talks a little more than usual.

"Insert boxing, intercepting boxing, hanging boxing, blocking boxing, piercing boxing, set boxing, piercing boxing, tearing boxing, flipping boxing, cannon boxing. ”

"Swordsman, short hand, cross hand, platoon hand, eternal hand, Zhaoyang hand, golden gunner, Tiangang hand, earth evil hand. ”

"Beat the step, beat the waist step, block the step, rush the step, mess eight steps, three steps, five steps, eight steps. ”

"There are also the core Liuhe Quan and Xingyi Fist. ”

Ji Shiyu said with a smile: "This person has fused dozens of mortal boxing techniques into one furnace and has become a unique boxing method of his own, not to mention anything else, just in terms of boxing techniques, he can already be regarded as a grandmaster-level level, and the difference is just cultivation!"

The two fought on the gimbal for a long time, but they still couldn't tell the winner.

In a short period of time, they fought thousands of rounds, whether it was energy, physical strength or the consumption of the true element, if there was no other killer move, I am afraid that it would be necessary to fight until the true element was exhausted, and then the winner could be determined through the competition of endurance.

"Good, good!"

The black-clothed young man shook his wings and distanced himself from the Iron Hammer Mountain disciple, and the remaining four bone beads on the black beads on his wrist all lit up.

The wings behind the boy were divided into four wings, and two arms were born under his ribs.

The corners of Zhu Ji's mouth trembled, as if he was a little surprised and a little shocked, and subconsciously muttered: "Six Heavenly Demon Phases!"

The face of the black-clothed young man suddenly changed from the previous treasure solemnity to a hideous and terrifying heavenly demon appearance, and a deep black light shot out from between him, and the moment he made a move, the beam of light had already arrived on the chest of the disciple of Iron Hammer Mountain!

The azure light flashed, and a ripple rippled in the space, and the figure of the disciple of Iron Hammer Mountain appeared in the square below.

The armor-clad soldier who turned into a paper-cut slowly walked to the side of the black-clothed young man and announced, "Wang Husheng!"

(End of chapter)