It doesn't feel difficult......

As soon as Yan Wu's words came out, not only Yan Yang, Yan Huang and Yan Zhengfeng both broke out in a cold sweat, the Fire Fist Sutra as the secret of the Yan family naturally has his reason, although he is not a very advanced martial arts, but he also has its own mysteries, and the Blazing Dragon Fist is the most profound fist in the Fire Fist Sutra, and its difficulty in practicing is naturally conceivable.

Even if he is currently the highest Yan Zhengfeng in the Yan family, his Fire Fist Sutra has only just integrated the Blazing Dragon Fist, and has not yet reached the realm of consummation; As for Yanhuang, it is even worse, but it can be used preliminarily, and it is far from being proficient.

It can be seen from this that Yan Wu and Yan Yang were able to perform the third stage of the Fire Fist Sutra at such a young age, and it was already a very shocking thing.

It's just that at this moment, Yan Wu's performance is even more unexpected.

The strongest mystery of the Fire Fist Sutra, the appearance of the Blazing Dragon Fist, such a hot feeling even made the air in the field distort. At this moment, the two blazing white dragon heads in Yan Wu's hands looked at Yan Yang with contempt and contempt as if they were substances.

Perhaps because of the relationship between refining the golden dragon bone, there was a faint trace of coercion on the Blazing Dragon Fist that Yan Wu cast, although this coercion was not strong, but it was easy to have an impact at a critical moment and inflict the most fatal blow on the opponent.

"What about practicing the Blazing Dragon Fist, if you are already in the realm of the Martial King today, then I will admit defeat immediately without saying a word, but unfortunately you have not taken the most critical step yet, I will let you deeply realize today how big the gap between the Martial King and the Martial King is."

Yan Yang thought that Yan Wu had already shown his hole cards, in fact, the Blazing Dragon Fist, as the ultimate mystery of the Fire Fist Sutra, was indeed qualified to be Yan Wu's hole card, so at this moment Yan Yang decided to stop the pressure and was ready to give it a go.

At this time, I saw Yan Yang suddenly take out a pair of crimson tulle gloves from the storage ring, and then put them on his hands.

"Do you know what this is? Let me tell you, this is called the Hand of the Flame Demon, which is refined using fire silk and red gold steel wire, and its grade has reached the lower grade of the heavens! Yan Yang flashed a hint of pride, "Heaven-level equipment is already a legendary existence in the secular world, and even in the sect, it is a rare treasure. ”

"Yanwu, I will let you know that whether it is in the realm or in terms of resources, my Yanyang will crush you steadily." As soon as Yan Yang clenched his fists, he rushed towards Yan Wu with confidence, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Heaven-level equipment, it's just a low-grade product, and it's not enough for me to look at."

"Huh!" Yan Wu struck with a straight fist, and the blazing white dragon head on his fist instantly rushed out towards Yan Yang, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and roared, and a blazing white Taixu Holy Flame instantly poured out of the dragon's mouth and sprayed towards Yan Yang.

"One blow triple fold! This kid Yan Wu has actually practiced the Blazing Dragon Fist to such an extent! Yan Zhengfeng was amazed, Yan Wu's blow out, the first attack was the flame spewed out by the dragon's head, and when Yanyang broke through the flame attack, he would face the attack of the second dragon's head, and after breaking through the dragon's attack again, he would also face Yan Wu's fist.

This triple blow lives up to its name, one is more powerful than the other! Although Yan Zhengfeng and Yan Huang also wondered that Yan Wu seemed to have learned the Fire Fist Sutra from them, they obviously didn't have time to think about this at the moment, the situation on the field was ever-changing in an instant, Yan Yang had the hand of the Yan Demon on his hand after all, and Taixu Shengyan couldn't hurt him for a while.

At this moment, Yan Yang broke through the attack of the Taixu Holy Flame in two or three steps, and instead turned his head and came to the front of the blazing white dragon head.

The blazing white dragon roared and bit towards the hot sun.

"Change the soup or not the medicine, what's the difference between this tearing and biting and bursting lion fist!" Yan Yang shouted, and the fist in his hand instantly burst out, "Just try my trick!" ”

"Divine Fist Method, Burst Angry!" Yan Yang's punch was swung out fiercely, with inexplicable fluctuations in martial energy.

"Boom!" At this moment, his flame martial energy was stacked layer after layer like a wave, and when the fist was imprinted on the dragon's head, the flames had already stacked no less than ten layers.

The ten layers of flames were like a frenzy of flames, and they were fiercely imprinted into the dragon's head with the fist of the hot sun.

At this moment, a crack appeared from the inside of the Taixu Saint Flame, which formed the dragon's head, and in an instant, this crack expanded countless times in an instant, and it only exploded in an instant.

"Hahahaha, Yan Wu take my punch!" Yan Yang was arrogant, and the explosive rage had not yet ended, and the flames on the fist were still stacked layer by layer, and by the time they arrived in front of Yan Wu, they had been stacked more than twenty times, and they were twice as much as the punch that had defeated the dragon's head before.

"Embroidered pillows!" A trace of disdain flashed in Yan Wu's eyes, Yan Yang's punch was huge, but the loophole was quite obvious, because the fist had to constantly superimpose flames during the swing, so the speed of the attack was much slower.

At this time, Yan Wu didn't even bother to use the Moon Step, and directly used the Holy Light Shuttle that consumed less but was relatively slow, but this was enough, Yan Wu disappeared in place the moment the Yan Yang fist arrived, and then appeared in an instant, and a punch was imprinted on Yan Yang's abdomen.

This ingenious time difference not only dodged Yan Yang's punch, causing him to burst into the air with more than twenty layers of flames, but also gave Yan Wu the opportunity to hit him with the flame empty head on his remaining hand.

"It can't be!" Yan Yang's eyes widened, and he looked at the fist imprinted on his abdomen in disbelief, and the dragon head on the fist had already poured into his body with the strength of the fist at this moment, making wind and rain in his dantian.

"This is the Martial King? What's the use of heaven-level equipment in your hands? Yan Wu showed a sneer, then took a step back with his fist,

"How did you do that? Why did I suddenly stiffen at the last moment, when I could have dodged it? Yan Yang looked at Yan Wu frantically, and the martial energy in his body was already close to chaos, "Obviously, I am the Martial King and you are a Martial Tyrant, why is it me who is suppressed in the battle with you?" ”

"How can I answer your questions?" Yan Wu flashed a chuckle, "The problem of your body stiffening is very simple, do you know what a dragon is?" The dragon is the strongest Venerable above the Nine Heavens, and it will naturally carry coercion on his body, and the stiffness you had just now was because of the coercive effect in my Blazing Dragon Fist. ”

"As for your second question." The corners of Yan Wu's mouth suddenly rose, "If your gaze is still on the realm of simplicity, such a narrow pattern is not worthy of being my opponent." ”