The old face of the dragon family suddenly became gloomy, and it could almost be used as ink to write when mixed with water.

Take a deep breath, he will never be serious with a junior of the Sun family, otherwise it will really make people think that he is bullying the small.

With a cold snort in his mouth, he flicked his sleeve robe and turned around to walk out of the crowd.

Several juniors of the Long family who followed him wanted to teach Sun Dewang in the ring a lesson, but seeing that the elders of the family had left, they didn't dare to act on their own, and followed behind one by one and walked out of the crowd.

Sun Dewang seemed unwilling to let go of the Long family easily, and stood in the ring and said loudly: "Are the people of the Long family so unplanted? I don't even have the courage to go on stage, and I am willing to flee in disgrace." ”

Long Zun, who was standing in the crowd, frowned slightly when he heard this, knowing that Sun Dewang was using the agitation method, and there was still a trace of anger on his face from the Long family.

However, since he was a child, because he couldn't cultivate his Xuan power, he was called a waste by the Long family and was bullied, and Sun Dewang's agitation method couldn't make him lose his mind and rush into the ring.

Of course, he understood that he might be able to endure Sun Dewang's agitation method, and the other young disciples of the Long family might not be able to withstand the agitation.

Sure enough, he heard a young voice from a group of people from the Long family, "I'm here to teach this thing a lesson that doesn't know the height of the sky, let him know that he knows how powerful the Long family is." ”

The elder of the Long family saw a young man next to him rushing towards the ring, and was just about to stretch out his hand to stop him, but when he thought of Sun Dewang's previous provocation, he couldn't help but pause with his outstretched hand.

Taking this opportunity, the teenager has already jumped into the ring.

Seeing that the person had already entered the ring, the dragon family lowered his arm and walked back under the ring.

The elders of the Long family saw that it was Long Xiang, a third-generation disciple of the Long family, who was injured in the ring, and his strength was stronger than that of Long Yaowu's brothers, but it was worse than Long Chong.

The strength is not bad among the same age, otherwise he would not have been recommended by the Long family to participate in the Tianyun Sect disciple trial assessment.

He thought in his heart that it would be good for Long Xiang to take this opportunity to teach the Sun family, an arrogant and unscrupulous boy.

Seeing that it was Long Xiang who stepped into the ring, Long Zun secretly shook his head, he also knew this person, and his cultivation was okay, but he was not very optimistic that Long Xiang would be able to win.

I secretly thought in my heart, since Sun Dewang dared to set up a ring in Tiancheng County Square and challenge all martial apprentice realm cultivators, at least his own cultivation was also top-notch in the martial apprentice realm, otherwise he would not have been put in the ring for three consecutive days without anyone beating the ring.

Long Xiang's strength is considered good among the three generations of disciples of the Long family, but in the martial apprentice realm, it can only be regarded as average, and when he encounters the top cultivators in the martial apprentice realm, his strength is not enough.

Sun Dewang saw someone from the Long family jumping into the ring, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, proud of his success in attracting the disciples of the Long family to the ring.

He pointed with his hand and said, "I don't accept unknown people under me, you are a disciple of the Long family, what is your name?"

Long Xiang stretched out his hand and pointed at himself and said, "Long Xiang, a disciple of the third generation of the Long family, today I want to teach you a lesson that no one has in my eyes, and let you know how powerful the Long family is." ”

After that, he made the first move, shouted loudly in his mouth, clenched his fists, picked up his arms, turned his fists into two sledgehammers, and smashed them into the top of Sun Dewang's head and heart at the same time.

"The Long family's thousand hammer blows are good to come. Sun Dewang drank through Long Xiang's combat skills, and his body took three steps back in succession, dodging the punch.

Long Zun, who was standing in the audience, saw Long Xiang's moves, and knew that Long Xiang was using another yellow-level combat technique of the Long family, Thousand Hammer Strike.

Compared with the thirty-six Tan legs on his body, there is not much difference between the same yellow-level combat skills, but the aspects they focus on are different.

A thousand hammer strikes focus on power, a total of one hundred and eight blows, as long as the first blow is used, the subsequent blow after blow, one blow after another, until the one hundred and eight blows are all used, or the enemy is knocked down, will not stop.

Thousand Hammer Strikes are easy to cultivate, but it is difficult to practice to a high level, ordinary Martial Apprentice Realm cultivators can only use more than twenty strikes at most, and even Martial Master Realm cultivators can hardly use all one hundred and eight blows.

In the ring, Sun Dewang, who dodged the first two blows, just stood firm, and the third blow arrived, so he had to retreat again to dodge.

Four hits, five hits...... Thirteen blows, fourteen blows, fifteen blows, all the way up to sixteen blows.

When Sun Dewang dodged the seventh blow, his face was no longer as relaxed as before, and he could no longer dodge completely, so he used his hands to resist, and at the same time, his body moved back in small steps, unloading the shock caused by the thousand hammer blows.

When Long Xiang used the sixteenth blow of a thousand hammers, it was enough to have the strength of nearly a thousand catties, and a hammer fell, and the thunder burst out, bringing up a strong wind, which made Sun Dewang's cheeks hurt.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Sun Dewang clenched his teeth, his hands were like immortals holding the moon, and he was on top of his head, ready to resist the sixteenth blow of a thousand hammers with both hands.

At this time, behind the table next to the ring, a middle-aged man with a pockmarked face stood up and looked nervously at Sun Dewang in the ring.

The elder of the Long family and several disciples of the Long family around him also looked at the ring with nervous expressions, and those who knew Long Xiang well understood that his sixteenth blow with a thousand hammer strikes was already the limit.

Long Zun in the audience stared intently at the ring, if Sun Dewang couldn't catch this blow, he would lose.

Click! Click! Click!

The sixteenth blow of the Thousand Hammer Strike slammed into Sun Dewang's palm, and the force was so great that his body sank downward, and the wooden ring under his feet was shaken out several cracks.

The crowd under the ring burst into applause, and Sun Dewang caught the sixteenth blow of a thousand hammers.

The old face of the Long family, who was also standing in the crowd under the ring, became ugly, and he understood that Long Xiang had been defeated, and the sixteenth blow of a thousand hammer strikes was already the limit of Long Xiang, unless he had a breakthrough in his Xuan power recently, he would have a chance to use the seventeenth blow.

Sun Dewang in the ring didn't know at first that Long Xiang was no longer capable of delivering the seventeenth blow, and was still engrossed in preparing for the next blow of the Thousand Hammers.

After waiting for a long time, the imaginary seventeenth blow did not come, and he raised his head to look at Long Xiang in front of him.

saw Long Xiang's rickety body, his hands pressed on his knees, and he gasped for breath in his mouth, obviously looking overforced.

Sun Dewang was overjoyed in his heart, put away his defensive posture, rushed to Long Xiang in a few steps, and said in his mouth: "Now it's my turn, let you taste the power of the Thousand Leaf Palm." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew a circle in front of him with his palms, and many palm prints appeared densely in the void.

Chiba palm!

As Sun Dewang's palms pushed forward, the palm prints in the void hit Long Xiang one after another.

Long Xiang, whose Xuan power in his body had long been exhausted, where did he still have a little strength to dodge the palm prints from Sun Dewang, and he could only watch the palm prints fall on his body.

Bang!bang......

A series of muffled sounds were endless, Long Xiang was shocked and retreated step by step, and after his body endured four or five palm prints, he finally couldn't bear it, and a mouthful of crimson blood spurted out of his mouth.

I carried a few more palm prints, and my nostrils, the corners of my eyes, my ears, and the corners of my mouth were all shaken blood, and all the internal organs in my body were displaced.

Even so, Sun Dewang had no intention of stopping, one palm after another, and it still fell on Long Xiang.

"Evil obstacles dare to be!" The elder of the Long family saw that Long Xiang was being beaten, and he was afraid that he would lose his life, and he didn't care about the rules of the ring, so he flew into the ring vertically, raised his hand and slapped Sun Dewang in front of the door.

(End of chapter)