Bang...

Xiao Wanjun and Wu Zhen each took a step backwards under this hard punch, slightly widening the distance between them.

Wu Zhen stared at Xiao Wanjun, his face was hesitant, but there was a turbulent wave in his heart, his own strength was stronger than Xiao Wanjun, but just now under the bombardment of his full punch, he actually felt that the power of the fist energy transmitted from Xiao Wanjun's fist was extremely powerful.

He originally thought that Xiao Wanjun would definitely suffer a loss under his fist and his fist, and maybe he would be shocked out, but he never thought that it was the current situation of equal rank.

"How can this be? Xiao Wanjun's strength is the fifth order, he hasn't advanced an inch in the past ten years, how can he resist my punch? Hmph, he must be at the end of a strong crossbow, and he can't hold it for long..."

Wu Zhen thought in his heart, his body moved, and he rushed towards Xiao Wanjun again.

Call... Call...

Wu Zhen fully unleashed the fist of the Wu Clan's dragon-shaped fist, and the sound of the fist breaking through the air was endless, and under the urging of his own sixth-order qi power, his fist had the power to shatter the mountain stone, and shrouded and attacked Xiao Wanjun.

Xiao Wanjun responded to the battle with a heavy stride, wandering with sweeping dragon steps, and constantly defusing Wu Zhen's violent and rapid fist with a thousand shadow grapplers, while also waiting for an opportunity to move.

The battle between the heads of these two major martial arts families attracted the attention of the audience, and the people of the major martial arts families were all staring, this can be described as a strong battle, especially the inheritance martial arts of these two martial arts families reflected in it are even more exquisite, and even Master Ling, who has been lowering his eyes, is also staring seriously at the battle on the field at this moment.

"Brother Xiao, you said that Master can win this battle, right?"

Wu Xiang asked.

"Master will definitely win..."Tie Niu spoke, his tone extremely firm.

Chen Qiming, Li Mo and Shangguan Tianpeng also looked extremely nervous, they all knew that Xiao Wanjun's physical condition was not good, and he had hidden injuries on his body, and fighting against Wu Zhen under such circumstances was undoubtedly under extremely unfavorable conditions.

Xiao Yunlong's eyes flashed, he stared at the battle in the ring, he could see that from the use of martial arts offensive and combat experience, his father had the advantage. This is also enough to make up for the gap that Xiao Wanjun is one stage lower than Wu Zhen in terms of strength, and Xiao Wanjun is as powerful as a dragon, with the power to sweep thousands of troops, which can suppress the situation on the scene.

In this battle, as long as Xiao Wanjun's dark disease did not attack, it was only a matter of time before Xiao Wanjun defeated Wu Zhen.

What Xiao Yunlong is worried about is that Xiao Wanjun will relapse in the course of the battle, and if something unexpected happens, it is difficult to say.

"At the moment, my father is already in control of this matchup. As long as you keep it up, it's not hard to win. Xiao Yunlong said slowly.

"These martial arts families are really hateful, knowing that the master has been secretly injured for many years, but they secretly united to target the master. Chen Qiming said with anger on his face.

"Obviously, they are retaliating with extremely sinister intentions. Shangguan Tianpeng spoke, and he continued, "If Uncle Xiao has any accident in the ring for a while, we will rush up directly and take care of the three-seven-twenty-one." ”

"Let's see. Xiao Yunlong said in a deep voice.

In the ring, the battle between Xiao Wanjun and Wu Zhen was still continuing, the two saw the moves, and fought one after another, the whistling fists echoed around for a long time, and there were bursts of wind blowing between the flashes of the body.

"Break the formation..."

Wu Zhen drank coldly, he once again cast the twelve scattered hands of the martial arts, the palm shadow appeared, he slapped his palms and slashed up, and scattered the heavy leg shadows that Xiao Wanjun swept over, and then he turned his palm into a fist, a punch like a long rainbow through the sun, carrying a rolling killing machine, extremely fast as lightning bombardment in front of Xiao Wanjun.

"A storm is rising..."

Xiao Wanjun stood still on his feet, he was not in a hurry, and urged the fist of the Eight Desolations Breaking Army Fist to come out.

The fist rises, the wind rises, the fist falls, and the clouds move.

Call...

With Xiao Wanjun's fist bombardment, the heaven and earth wind and clouds seemed to be stirred up, and the unpredictable fist intent appeared, making the wind and clouds change color with it, and there was a great momentum of heavenly power condensed on his fist.

The fist attacked, carrying the momentum of the wind and clouds, and bombarded Wu Zhen's punch.

"Three wildernesses and eight thunders..."

Xiao Wanjun continued to urge the Eight Desolations Breaking Army Fist, this time the fist became extremely fierce and violent, and the sound of wind and thunder resounded throughout, and with the fist of this punch, there was a rumbling sound in the void, like thunder on the ground.

"Ho~~"

Wu Zhen drank violently in his mouth, and unleashed his twelve scattered hands, his fist was like a leopard, and he slaughtered and devoured Xiao Wanjun.

Bang...

The fists of the two exchanged fists, and a banging sound broke out, and he saw that Wu Zhen's twelve scattered fists were completely scattered, and the fist strength shook his body even more.

"Six Desolations Dragon Slayer..."

The speed of Xiao Wanjun's fist transformation is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the momentum of this punch has been bombarded, and an incomparably powerful killing momentum is revealed, giving people the feeling that this punch can fight the dragon, and the sound of the dragon's roar resounded in the air, and it did not enter Wu Zhen's fist shadow, and then ......

Bang...

Xiao Wanjun's punch actually drove in, broke through Wu Zhen's fist, and a punch was imprinted on Wu Zhen's chest.

Wu Zhen opened his mouth and snorted, his original fist had already resisted most of the boxing power of Xiao Wanjun's punch, and he was hit by Xiao Wanjun's punch, and it didn't seem to be affected too much.

Xiao Wanjun's eyes sank, his right leg was about to sweep out, he couldn't help coughing lightly, his brows were tightly locked, and his body was slightly stagnant at that moment, as if his qi and blood were not smooth, and his breathing was not smooth.

However, in a battle of this level, the slightest mistake and stagnation can be extremely fatal.

How could Wu Zhen let go of this opportunity, just at the moment when Xiao Wanjun's body was a little stiff and stagnant, his fist momentum was already roaring.

Rumble... Rumble...

Wu Zhen's left hand was a dragon-shaped fist, and his right hand was twelve scattered hands, and he attacked and killed Xiao Wanjun.

Xiao Wanjun forcibly lifted his breath in a moment, and used the Thousand Shadows to dissolve the dragon-shaped fist that Wu Zhen's left hand bombarded, but the fist of Wu Zhen's right hand was bombarded on his body.

Pedal, pedal, pedal...

Xiao Wanjun's body fell backwards one after another, Wu Zhen's punch contained the power of up to the sixth order, Xiao Wanjun was hit by a punch, and he must have suffered a certain amount of injury.

In fact, Xiao Wanjun's face was already pale, his heart was sweet, and he wanted to vomit blood, but he forcibly suppressed it.

"Father..."

"Master..."

Xiao Yunlong, Wu Xiang, and Li Mo in the audience shouted after seeing this, and Xiao Yunlong's body moved, and he wanted to rush into the ring.

"Don't come up, I'm fine..."

Xiao Wanjun's tone sank, stopping Xiao Yunlong's move.

Xiao Yunlong took a deep breath, the gaze in his eyes gradually became extremely sharp, and he could see that Xiao Wanjun's body suddenly stiffened and stagnated, and it must have been a dark injury in his body.

Xiao Wanjun's injury is at its origin, such an injury needs to be recuperated, and he can't use too much force, once he uses his own strength and strength too much, it will lead to an attack of dark injury, which is extremely dangerous.

Xiao Yunlong stood on the edge of the ring, and now that Xiao Wanjun didn't let him go on stage, he had to stand still first. But once Xiao Wanjun is in the later battle, his secret injury will recur comprehensively, which will have too much impact on him, and he will rush to the ring as soon as possible.

Wu Zhen looked at Xiao Wanjun, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Xiao Wanjun was hit by his punch, and he was convinced that Xiao Wanjun had been seriously injured.

"Master Xiao, take it..."

Wu Zhen shouted violently in his mouth, he urged all his strength and power out, he rushed forward, carrying a majestic momentum all over his body, and fully displayed the killing moves in the hands of the twelve scattered, and the violent fist shrouded Xiao Wanjun.

Xiao Wanjun suddenly stepped forward, with a resolute look on his face, the momentum on his body was actually rising, every step he took became majestic and powerful, and he faintly had a supreme power to destroy thousands of armies in the condensation.

This momentum was like substance, crushing down towards Wu Zhen, and it enveloped the entire battle ring.

At that moment, the gaze in the eyes of Master Ling, who was sitting on the high platform, was sharp, and there seemed to be an incredible color flashing on his face.

Wu Zhen noticed the change in Xiao Wanjun's momentum at this moment, he was shocked in his heart, and in the face of this momentum, he suddenly had a feeling of being unable to resist, like an ant facing a giant elephant.

"How is this possible? He's about to lose... He's pretending to be a ghost and killing me..."

Wu Zhen shouted in his heart, and he frantically urged his fist momentum to kill Xiao Wanjun.

"Seven Desolations Break a Thousand Armies..."

Xiao Wanjun was calm, raised his arms, condensed, and punched...

Rumble...

A punch out, the weather is extraordinary, it really has the power of breaking thousands of armies, taking the head of the enemy in thousands of armies, no one can stop, no one can break, this is the fist of ten thousand enemies...

No matter how violent and dense Wu Zhen's fist is, it is completely useless, Xiao Wanjun's punch that broke through the thousands of troops and went straight up, until it hit Wu Zhen's own dantian origin.

"I respect the Eight Desolations..."

Xiao Wanjun's own fist momentum changed again, and at the same time, his own momentum also changed, as if a king had descended, carrying the supreme power of the supreme king, looking down on this heaven and earth, under this supreme majesty, it actually made people have a sense of worship.

Rumble...

Xiao Yunlong's fist blasted out, this is the only one, I call myself the king's punch, with seven points of three points of casual freehand, this long drive in, bombarded Wu Zhen.

Wu Zhen was shocked, wanted to dodge, but there was no way to avoid it, and wanted to fight back, but he was completely suppressed by this fist carrying supreme prestige, and he didn't know how to punch to meet it.

Wu Zhen could only watch Xiao Wanjun's punch hit his own dantian origin again, and with a bang, Wu Zhen's mouth let out a terrible scream, he faintly felt that his own dantian origin was shattered, and he knew best what it meant.

"Get out..."

Xiao Wanjun drank violently, his right leg swept out, like a dragon swinging its tail, and one leg swept heavily on Wu Zhen's body, Wu Zhen was bleeding from his mouth, and his body flew out upside down, and he fell heavily in the ring.

"Wow......"

At this time, the blood that Xiao Wanjun suppressed in his heart finally couldn't help but spit out, staining his green shirt red.

Xiao Wanjun was still standing proudly, he looked coldly at Wu Zhen who fell to the ground in front of him and twisted into a ball, his eyes swept towards the major martial arts families under the ring, and finally looked at Master Ling on the high platform, and then he slowly retracted his gaze, his tone was correct, and his cheers were like thunder, and said:

"If it weren't for me, Xiao, someone who was suffering from a secret illness, how dare you wait for Xiao Xiao to jump up and down in front of me..."

……

Midnight.

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