On the top of the mountain, the peaks towered, and a majestic mountain seemed to appear between heaven and earth, and the fist intent turned into a mountain peak and crashed into the blazing sun.

In the middle of a punch, the fist intent and fist gang of both emitted a huge roar.

Su Ming swallowed the fishy breath in his mouth, his fist intent changed, and the sky-bombarding style bloomed again, and a snow-white dragon burst out from the hot sun, and the majestic fist power rushed out.

The aura around Cao Youping suppressed the snow-white dragon, took a step back, turned his right fist into a palm, and resisted Su Ming's punch to the heart.

Qi and blood surged, and a blow shook out.

Su Ming retreated with strength, and then stepped on it, the bluestone under his feet shattered into powder, and the powerful force bombarded out, and the seventh punch fell down, and the violent power shook all directions, and the heavy force and oppressive air all made a muffled sound.

Cao Youping moved his feet and looked very patiently at the seventh punch handed out by the young man in front of him.

The change in fist momentum is no longer the fist style that shatters all directions, but the initial punch, which is very special, and it can actually wear out his fist strength.

But he also wanted to see how strong such a punch really was.

Approaching the body, the golden light was shining, and Cao Youping pushed out with a punch and ate the punch with the strength of his body.

Bang!

One hit staggered.

Su Ming stepped back a few feet, a little blood hung from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were calm, he straightened up again, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Under the staggered punch just now, all the breath machine has been dispersed, but it is a pity that the seven punches in a row have played with momentum, but there is no effect.

The golden body realm is really strong.

When the old man of the Sword Pavilion taught boxing, he also said that the golden body of the martial artist is enough to compete with the powerful body of the sword cultivation natal flying sword, even if it is the golden body of the Buddhist sect, this is also one of the reasons why the martial artist can face the powerful monk after the six realms, if not, how can the last three realms of the martial artist compete with thousands of qi practitioners in the world.

Cao Youping's previous punch seemed random, but in fact, he was also gathering momentum, he wanted to ensure that he could solve the young man in front of him without spending too much price, this is not the only enemy on the long street, since he wants to kill this young man, he must have completely offended Yang Qinian, he doesn't want to put life and death on others, so he must ensure his state after the battle, which is why he has to talk more to the young man, otherwise with his temper, he would have punched decisively, even if it will pay some price。

Su Ming looked at Cao Youping and said: "Now you are still thinking about keeping the state, if you want to think about the outside things, shouldn't you solve the immediate troubles first, if you are really worried about what will happen after you go out, shouldn't you use the fastest speed and the lowest price?"

Cao Youping pondered for a moment, looked at Su Ming and nodded, and said, "It's me who is wrong, I shouldn't underestimate you so much, if you want to worry about things outside, you must have this qualification first." ”

The words fell, Cao Youping disappeared in place, the extreme speed drove a gust of wind, the golden light flashed, the fist changed extremely crisply, and the punch was handed out at a very fast speed, and the fist mark was like a mountain, smashing down.

Su Ming, who didn't have time to punch, could only raise his arms slightly behind and block in front of him.

Bang!

The fist prints slammed into his arms, pressing them down on his chest.

Su Ming flew out with a bang, but between his sleeves, his fist intent surged, and most of his strength was removed.

It's just that between the lightning and flint, the golden light once again killed in front of him, Cao Youping pressed down with a palm, and the huge force crushed down, not giving Su Ming any time at all.

Su Ming regressed again, but his eyes were brighter.

The innate qi in his body was shocked, but the innate qi in his body was carefully beaten countless times by the old man, and his ability to withstand the strength of the fist was naturally extremely strong, but it was not a pleasant thing for the fist to enter the body.

"On top of the mountain!"

The fist is pervasive, like a sea of clouds, and the top of the mountain is naturally full of clouds, and the continuous fist is like an endless sea of clouds, enveloping the world and the earth.

In the face of the constantly falling fist, Su resisted to the death.

Su Ming's death did not surprise Cao Youping, he also wanted to see how many punches the other party could resist, and if he ate it like this, even if he ate it all, the result was nothing more than the meridians being broken and the body collapsing.

Endlessly, the sea of clouds rolls.

The fist is as heavy as a mountain, and the force pierces through the sky.

Cao Youping laughed while punching, only to see the fist intent around him venting out like a tide, and the pouring out fist intent merged into the fist, making this sea of clouds even richer.

Knock knock...

Click!

Facing the white sea of clouds, Su Ming's Heaven Swallowing Style couldn't eat so much power, and the whole person flew out upside down.

After a sea of clouds was pressed, Cao Youping stopped his fist and stood in place looking at Su Ming ten zhang away in front of him.

Su Ming retracted his arms, got up from the ruins behind him, and after standing still, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his arm.

"It's really a rich family, and it's a square inch talisman, but it's a hundred miles of breath but you use it in such a battle, don't you think it's a pity?"

Cao Youping smiled, pointed at Su Ming and said: "Isn't the innate qi in your body already boiling, and if you eat it again, there may not be no chance, if you use my fist to continue to stimulate, maybe you can break through the bottleneck of the four realms, if you step into the five realms, you may not have a chance to turn over." ”

Su Ming sneered and sneered, "It's not interesting to do this." ”

The continuous fist strength just now was constantly stimulating the innate qi in Su Ming's body, but in the face of such fist strength, Su Ming could be sure that if he carried it down, what was waiting for him would definitely be Cao Youping's fatal blow, and he couldn't wait for the time when his Martial Dao Holy Mountain gathered.

Cao Youping felt that it was enough, the gap in the realm was not a paper paste after all, not to mention that he was not one of those fools who had an empty realm and no combat power, his six realms were really beaten, and it should be over next.

Su Ming sensed Cao Youping's changing killing intent, he spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his eyes to look at Cao Youping and grinned, "Do you think you've won the battle?"

Cao Youping clenched his fists and looked at it with a sneer.

"But you seem to have forgotten one thing......"

Su Ming raised his arm in front of him and opened his right hand.

Cao Youping frowned, and after personally verifying the opponent's fist, he didn't feel that the opponent had the hole cards that could turn over.

Su Ming's outstretched right hand, slightly bent, whispered, "The sword is coming!"

The blood prison inserted on the ground was instantly unsheathed, turning into a bloody light that broke through this small world, and fell straight into Su Ming's hands.

The sword body is scarlet, and the sword qi is like blood.

Holding this sword, Su Ming's eyes were extremely bright.

"I'm still a sword cultivator!"

Blood-red sword qi lingered all around, and red light shone on this piece of heaven and earth.

Cao Youping's expression became solemn, he seemed to have forgotten that the other party was also a sword cultivator when he made a move before, whether it was the long river of sword qi surrounding this small world, or the red light of sword qi swaying beside the young man at the moment, it was full of fatal beauty.

"Come on, let me see how strong your sword is!"

Su Ming clenched the Blood Prison, his mind turned, and the rolling spiritual energy poured into the Blood Prison.

Forthwith.

A sword fell.

A long stream of blood-red sword qi went straight forward, with an indomitable momentum, aimed at Cao Youping's eyebrows.

The blade of the sword was in front of him, and it was gone in a flash.

The small world shrouded by the talisman was instantly filled with sword qi in the sky.

Facing the compelling sword blade, Cao Youping retreated a few feet away, but the straight sword blade was still coming towards him, and he didn't give him any chance to dodge.

The sword qi was like a tide, and the bombardment came.

Cao Youping pressed down with a palm towards the sword blade in front of him, the golden light shining all around him, and in the face of the murderous sword qi, his fist intent was on top of the sword qi.

Poof!

Cao Youping took a step back, frowned, the sword qi was suppressed, but the palm was cut by the sword qi, the blood dripped down, the golden light flashed, the qi and blood in the body surged, and the sword qi that invaded the body was suppressed, and then the body fluttered, avoiding the remaining piece of sword qi.

Su Ming seized the opportunity, naturally he would not give Cao Youping a chance to escape, stepped out, held the blood prison, the sword was sharp, and swung the sword down again in front of him.

The sword qi and the fist gang collided with each other, stirring up a storm of aura.

Rumble!

A loud bang rang out, and Su Ming slammed his sword into Cao Youping's fist print.

Boom!

Su Ming landed a few feet away, his body retreated, and he took several steps in a row, crushing the ground under his feet.

"The cultivation of the five-story building, your sword is nothing more than that!"

Cao Youping chuckled, lifted a breath, his fist was like a rainbow, his right fist was like an ordinary spear, and suddenly a dazzling light burst out, and the huge fist swept out, and the fist bombarded out, shattering everything in front of him.

The blood prison in Su Ming's hand shook slightly, and with a slight stroke of the long sword, a crack emerged, and bursts of dragon groans came from the black abyss under the crack.

A dragon jumped out, with an incomparably sharp sword aura, and disappeared in a flash.

Boom!

The fists and swords collided, and the roar of agitation resounded in all directions.

A blood-colored rainbow flooded Cao Youping in front of him.

Cao Youping punched out, his fist intent soared, and when he stepped down, all the sword qi around him shattered, and his fist protected his body, and he rushed out of the blood-colored rainbow in an instant.

The golden streamer flashed away, and appeared in front of Su Ming's body in the blink of an eye, and the fist mark was matchless, and a blow blasted out.

The sword qi collided with the fist, rumbling like thunder and vibrating, impacting the surroundings.

Several people outside the talisman could clearly see the battle situation inside, looking at Su Ming's sword, He Canyang's eyes lit up, and he could feel the excitement of his sword intent for that sword.

Maybe he shouldn't wait, if he can collide with such a sword cultivator, his sword intent will be sharpened.

Except for He Canyang, the rest of the people were all paying attention to the battle above the sky.

The battle between the four great monks set off a huge storm of spiritual energy, and above the sky, under the continuous collision of Dao and Dharma powers, a dazzling light erupted.

Such a battle storm attracted the attention of countless onlookers and qi practitioners.

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