Chapter 642: I'm the real number one in the world

"Rabbit cub, it turns out that your true qi is not enough. I was scared to death, I thought I was going to be defeated by your punch just now. Murong Qunxiong glanced at Young Master Qian, who was pale, wearing a heavy armor, and walked towards Wang Yue and them with a heavy sword.

"Fight!"

Wang Yue turned his heart sideways, and immediately picked up the coiling dragon stick and rushed towards Murong Qunxiong. At the same time, he said to the four of them, "Continue to set up the Five Elements Great Array, delay time, and wait for the Divine Group to save us!"

If Wang Yue and the five of them continued to cooperate as they did just now, although they could not defeat Murong Qunxiong, they could also minimize the damage.

"It's up to you, wait for the gods to collect your corpses for you!"

Murong Qunxiong's whole body suddenly erupted with billowing black qi, turning into a cloud of black mist and rushing towards Wang Yue. When Wang Yue swung a stick at him, the heavy sword in his hand swung hard at Wang Yue's coiling dragon stick.

With a snap, Wang Yue bounced out.

The drunkard appeared in front of Murong Qunxiong, and Murong Qunxiong's body turned against the drunkard and rushed directly towards Young Master Qian.

"Fifteen Shaped Fists!" Young Master Qian's face was ugly, and he immediately performed fifteen kinds of martial arts at the same time as the one-legged bronze man in his hand.

He was afraid that Tang Xiaomei would be defeated by the Master of Mercy, so before Tang Xiaomei fought against the Master of Mercy, he called Tang Xiaomei to the back of the tower and passed half of the true qi in his body to Tang Xiaomei, thinking that even if he only used half of his true qi, Wang Yue and the four of them would be able to deal with Murong Qunxiong, but he didn't expect Murong Qunxiong to be so powerful, his position in Wang Yue's team was so important, and he and everyone had to go all out to defeat Murong Qunxiong.

At this moment, he felt an indescribable guilt in his heart.

Before he was at the god-level master's realm, he used the fifteen-shaped fist early.

These fifteen forms of boxing are fifteen kinds of animal boxing methods for dragons, snakes, tigers, cranes, leopards, lions, bears, dogs, horses, monkeys, praying mantises, eagles, turtles, chickens, and cats.

He cooperated with the one-legged bronze man in his hand, and performed fifteen kinds of punches with three hands and two feet at the same time, just like forty-five people hitting one person.

"Twenty-shaped fist!"

The black light on Murong Qunxiong's body appeared, and the nine-headed dragon in the momentum let out a strange shout, he grabbed Young Master Qian's throat with one claw, and Young Master Qian immediately blocked his claws with a one-legged bronze man, and he bent down and swept away the thousands of troops with a blow, directly sweeping Young Master Qian out. When Young Master Qian flew into the air, he rushed up and kicked five consecutive kicks in the air, directly kicking Young Master Qian hard and slamming it into the wall at the end of the main hall.

"I, Murong Qunxiong, became familiar with the world's martial arts at the age of ten, became a god-level master at the age of fifteen, broke the master of the nine major factions at the age of twenty-two, and was invincible in the world at the age of thirty. You yellow-mouthed kids, you want to fight with me too!?"

Murong Qunxiong turned his body to the left and saw that Yuwen Shenju had already rushed towards him.

"Shura True Qi!" Yuwen Shenju immediately turned into a thick black mist, and his body swelled in the black mist, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.

"Shura True Qi!" Murong Qunxiong let out a loud roar, and his whole body swelled rapidly in the black mist, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.

"What!?" Seeing that Murong Qunxiong could actually use Shura's True Qi, Yuwen Shenju's face suddenly changed greatly.

"Shura's true qi plus a half-step collapse fist!"

Murong Qunxiong thrust his heavy sword into the ground, and his body took a half step forward, with his right hand on his waist. When Yuwen Shen raised his hand and waved it at him fiercely, he suddenly turned his right hand into a fist and punched at Yuwen Shenju's giant tripod.

Although he only took half a step, his figure turned into nine layers at this moment, and the whole person seemed to take nine and a half steps, leaving nine afterimages.

With a bang, Murong Qunxiong's fist slammed into the Yuwen Shenju Ding, directly knocking out his Overlord Shending into a concave shadow, and Yuwen Shenju suddenly spat blood from his mouth and flew fiercely to the end of the other side of the main hall.

Bang!

Yuwen Shenju slammed into the stone wall of the main hall, a large crack appeared behind him, and there was a fluctuation in the entire hall, and all the ever-bright lamp flames swayed with the wind at this moment.

"Murong Qunxiong, he has actually practiced our Yuwen family's unique martial arts Shura True Qi!" Yuwen Shenju blood flowed from his mouth, and his body suddenly returned to its original state at this moment, his face turned pale, and his expression became aggrieved.

No wonder, as soon as they came in, they felt that this Murong group was wrong. His eyes were like black holes, and his whole body exuded a thick black true qi, murderous aura, and evil aura, which was obviously a manifestation of madness.

Murong Qunxiong is a god-level top-level top master, and he is only a god-level mid-level top master, how can he beat Murong Qunxiong?

He has always used Shura's true qi, but in order to maintain his internal strength, he has never brought out all his Shura true qi.

No wonder, even if the five of them joined forces, although Young Master Qian only had half of his true qi, the combat strength of the five of them was 50,000, but they couldn't beat Murong Qunxiong.

At this time, Yuwen Shenju clearly felt that Murong Qunxiong had been fighting with them for so long, not only did his true qi not decrease, but more and more.

This is a sign of a breakthrough, Murong Qunxiong is only half a step away from the top god-level master, and he seems to be about to break through to the peak realm of the god-level.

Above the god level is the immortal, and his current combat power is at least 100,000!

"After fighting you bunnies for so long, it seems that my skills are about to break through. Sure enough, it's good in actual combat, it's better than eating countless fairy herbs and elixirs and practicing hard for thirty years!"

"Old Man Qingyun was born in war, he has fought countless small battles in his life, and has escaped death more than a dozen times, no wonder he will become a god-level peak master, and I can't become a god-level peak master. ”

"Hahaha, I'm going to be invincible in the world!"

Murong Qunxiong's eyes were fanatical, and the nine-headed dragon continued to let out loud roars in his momentum. When he let out a laugh, the whole dungeon shook constantly.

"King Kong is not bad, magic skills plus iron sand palms!" Zhao Xi'er immediately turned into a golden little girl, and a huge golden palm print hit him.

"King Kong is not bad, magic skills plus iron sand palms!" Murong Qunxiong's body immediately turned golden, and when he turned around, a huge golden palm print hit Zhao Xi'er.

With a bang, the true qi between him and Zhao Xi'er exploded, and Zhao Xi'er suddenly spit blood from his mouth and slammed into the south end of the main hall.

"Drunken stick!"

The drunkard quickly ran towards Murong Qunxiong, kicked his feet on the ground, and the person jumped high, holding the Xuanwu Divine Stick in both hands, and brandished a huge fire dragon in the air, pointing directly at Murong Qunxiong.

"Drunken Sword!"

Murong Qunxiong smiled evilly and pulled out the giant heavy sword on the ground. He spun in place and pointed his sword at the drunkard.

With a snort, a black fire phoenix appeared from the giant sword, pointing directly at the fire dragon of the drunkard.

The black fire phoenix was four times larger than the drunkard's fire dragon, and when the black fire phoenix collided with the fire dragon, it immediately swallowed the drunkard's fire dragon and pounced on the drunkard. The drunkard was hit by the black fire phoenix, spat out a mouthful of blood, and slammed into the ceiling of the main hall.

With a bang, countless rubble flew down from the ceiling of the main hall, and the drunkard's body was firmly stuck into the ceiling of the main hall.

"Murong Yanran was all taught by me, except for Wang Yue, none of you here are her opponents, and you actually want to fight with me? Orphan, die!" Murong Qunxiong threw the heavy sword in his hand and flew towards the drunkard, and with a pop, it was directly inserted into the drunkard's shoulder, splashing three feet of blood.

"Ahh

"Murong Qunxiong!" Wang Yue's face changed greatly, and his eyes bloomed with a huge black light, turning into a cloud of black qi and rushing towards Murong Qunxiong.

"Coiling Dragon Stick Method, Breaking the Universe with One Stick!" Wang Yue waved the coiling dragon stick in his hand into a circle, and nine black dragons and an earth dragon on the ground surged towards Murong Qunxiong.

"Taizu long fist, one punch to break through the nine heavens!" Murong Qunxiong punched at Wang Yue, and the black true qi turned into twelve black dragons, surging towards Wang Yue.

Three giant earth dragons appeared on the ground.

Twelve black dragons and three huge earth dragons suddenly collided with Wang Yue's nine giant dragons and one earth dragon, and the hall exploded with a bang, and the twelve black dragons and three huge earth dragons rushed out of the smoke of the hall and slammed into Wang Yue.

With a pop, Wang Yue spit out a mouthful of blood and slammed straight into the corner of the hall. He directly smashed a statue of a demon god in a corner of the main hall, and with a bang, the corner of the main hall quickly collapsed, and a large piece of dust and gravel fell, burying Wang Yue in a corner of the main hall.

Murong Qunxiong showed an evil smile on his face, and his figure flashed in front of that corner, pulling Wang Yue out of the stone pile, holding Wang Yue's neck with one hand, and holding it high.

"The five of you can't beat me together, and you are also qualified to be the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance?"

"If I live another five years, I can defeat you with one hand. Wang Yue couldn't breathe, gritted his teeth and looked at Murong Qunxiong viciously.

"It's five years away, so I'm afraid you won't be able to wait. Because today, five years from now, will be the day of your death. Murong Qunxiong laughed strangely, and his big hand began to ...............