Chapter 423 The new version of Qiankun Fist "Let's go together!"

Several Qingyang League monks exchanged glances with each other, and they all thought that although the white-clothed young man only had a psychic realm, he should not be underestimated, and it was safer to go together.

Brush, brush, brush, at that time, three blazing dragon essence qi roared, like three evil dragons with open bloody mouths rushing towards Wuheng, with a killing aura that was cold to the bone marrow, causing a long wind to blow all around.

In the face of the strong attack of the three dragon masters, Wu Heng still had indifferent eyes, standing in place very calmly, wearing a flowing white suit hunting, his long hair flying in the wind, and his whole body was full of golden light, as if a god of war standing up to the sky and the earth stood here, and no one could shake it.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, he evolved the second punch of Qiankun, and his blood boiled to the extreme, instantly knocking a dragon master holding a broadsword into the air, the force was very heavy, and he crashed it into a hundred meters deep underground, such an arrogant method, so that Zhao Gang and his party were stunned, dumbfounded, the young man in white first punched Liu Ji and coughed up blood, and now calmly smashed another dragon master into the ground 100 meters deep.

"Damn, I've long heard that the young demons in the mainland are all strong, but I didn't expect them to be so strong!" Several scattered cultivators who were traveling with Zhao Gang were amazed, for them, it was already very against the sky to be able to challenge the level, and this person was not only a cross-level challenge, but also a cross-level challenge with absolute overwhelming strength, and he was also a cross-level challenge to many people.

There was no time to be too surprised, the attacks of the other two dragon powerhouses had already followed, but Wu Heng had already carved a defensive formation, and their bombardment was all smashed on the defensive formation, without causing substantial damage to himself. The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then they were all secretly bad, and they retreated again and again.

At this moment, Wu Heng made a very rebellious move, his left hand and right hand clenched and swung out together, and two golden big fists evolved at the same time, namely the third fist of Qiankun and the fourth punch of Qiankun!

"Boom, boom!"

In an instant, two dustpan-sized golden fists rushed out, attacking the two people who retreated, the power of the Qiankun fist was superimposed, and when it came to the third punch and the fourth punch, the strength was really enough for them, the two strong men who usually do power in Jizhou City became a water dog at this moment, and in a panic they sacrificed a magic weapon to resist, but they were crushed by the golden fist, and the person who suffered the third punch consumed three defensive magic weapons to keep them safe, but they were also panting and pale.

And the monk who suffered the fourth punch of Qiankun was not so lucky, he couldn't even block the three psychic grade defensive magic weapons, and spit blood in his mouth with one fist, breaking three ribs, and his heart was constantly dripping blood, and the three psychic magic weapons, which were worth a lot of money, were destroyed like this!

"Shhh...... The psychic realm monks can still have the upper hand when they challenge the four dragon powerhouses, it's really terrifying, this white-clothed young man is simply a little incredible!" This scene made everyone gasp, not only Zhao Gang and the others were stunned, even Xuanyuan Yanran and his party were eyelids jumping one by one, not to marvel at Wu Heng's strength in challenging the four dragon cultivators at the same time, after all, he was even better than eight dragon powerhouses in the second psychic realm, what is the point of this?

What surprised Xuanyuan Yanran and the others was that Wu Heng could actually evolve the third and fourth fists of Qiankun at the same time, they were the descendants of the Xuanyuan family, and they had all learned this Xuanyuan family's attacking holy art, and the power of the Qiankun ninety-nine punches was superimposed, and at present, only the head of the family, Xuanyuan Huo, could make seventy-two punches, but they had never seen it, someone could evolve the divine fist with both hands at the same time, and even the head of the family, Xuanyuan Huo, could not do this.

Qiankun ninety-nine punches, which contains the Tao and the potential is too bitter and complex, barely one punch is already very good, want to play two punches at one time, that is very high, not only need a strong understanding, but also be able to use two hearts, the most important thing, do not confuse the potential contained in it, if you can't grasp the feeling of flowing water, it is difficult to coherently evolve a set of Qiankun boxing, let alone evolve two punches at the same time.

"What a terrifying comprehension, Wu Heng belongs to the ...... without a teacher" Xuanyuan Qingyun took a deep breath, his eyes were extremely complicated, now Wu Heng's strength has surpassed his third brother, I really don't know what kind of mood I should have to face it.

Xuanyuan Yanran's short hair fluttering, her posture is still hot, wrapped in a fiery red dress with very little fabric, generously revealing her elegant snow neck, and the white flower skin on her chest, two little white rabbits who want to break their clothes can be seen, the ravines are deep, fascinating, under the skirt, a pair of snowy and round long legs looming, revealing a faint crystal luster, and between the shaking of those beautiful legs, I don't know how many hot eyes also follow the movement

She didn't care about the hot eyes of those people, and said seriously: "If Wu Heng can evolve two punches at the same time every time, then the power of the Qiankun Divine Fist must be even stronger, the punch speed is twice as fast, and it definitely has the effect that one plus one is greater than two, so that Wu Heng's strength will have a qualitative leap!"

At this moment, Wu Heng was also ecstatic in his heart, he just had a flash of inspiration in his mind at that time, and wanted to evolve two Qiankun Fists at the same time, but he didn't expect that he could really do it, this is definitely a major innovation, and it can be regarded as a new version of Qiankun Fist.

Liu Ji's face was pale, his narrow eyes were full of anger, he wiped a handful of tragic blood marks on the corners of his mouth, although he was willing in his heart, but for the sake of the overall situation, he still swallowed his anger and said to Wu Heng: "This fellow Daoist, my Qingyang League has no grievances with you, why do you want to do this?"

"Heh, if I say that you have an enmity with me, you have a grudge, and if I say let you die, you will die!" Wu Heng sneered, learning what Liu Jifang had just said to Zhao Gang, and teasing him again.

"You ......" Sure enough, as soon as Wu Heng's words came out, Liu Ji was already annoyed and angry, and the lightning Dao soul rushed again, the speed was very fast, and he disappeared directly on the spot.

But how could this speed be hidden from Wu Heng, who had the help of ancient scriptures?

The ancient scriptures of heaven and earth were silently recited in his heart, and at that time he was like a mirror to everything around him, and after finding Liu Ji's position, Wu Heng evolved the fifth fist of Qiankun at the same time, and the sixth fist of Qiankun, and the two fists slammed into the direction of sixteen zhang away from his side.

"Boom, boom!"

In the next second, there were two deep sounds like a collision of huge mountains from a sixteen-zhang away, mixed with the muffled screams of a middle-aged man.

"Poof"

Liu Ji, who was hit by two golden fists, was spilled with blood in the air, his face was scarlet blood, and the vital signs on his body were gradually weakening, he pointed at Wu Heng indignantly, and said angrily: "Zhao Gang can predict my location, sure enough, you kid is playing tricks!"

For a while, Zhao Gang also came to his senses, and almost crawled to Wu Heng's side, and said excitedly: "You are the engong who secretly helped me?"

"It's okay, it's just a matter of help. Wu Heng smiled, not caring too much.

"Engong, I know very well that a worldly master like you doesn't like to be disturbed, but I must ask you to kowtow to Zhao Gang three times!" As he spoke, Zhao Gang knelt on his knees, and after kowtowing to Wu Heng three times, he was helped to a distant place by several loose cultivators who accompanied him, so as not to be affected by the aftermath of the battle.

In this regard, Wu Heng is still very calm, but his facial muscles can't help twitching for a while, he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he is always regarded as a master of the world, it's too nonsense!!

Xuehua just caught the momentary expression of Wu Heng's face twitching, she covered her mouth and chuckled, and said to herself: "You, there will be many times when you are misunderstood in the future, a master of the world, well, a good title!!"

In the field, Liu Ji was hit by two punches in his body, and it was a Qiankun fist with superimposed power, and a lot of Yuan Shen essence blood was spit out, and his combat power was greatly reduced, and an ordinary psychic monk of the Three Realms could defeat him casually, let alone touch Wu Heng in the Six Forbidden Realms.

The other three had already been intimidated by Wu Heng's strong methods, and wanted to speak peace: "This young fellow Daoist, our Qingyang League monks clean up the enemy, why do you have to intervene, you must know that offending the Qingyang League is not a good thing!"

"Lao Tzu offended you Qingyang League!" Wu Heng roared domineeringly, and immediately evolved the Qiankun Divine Fist again without hesitation, this is the seventh fist, and the eighth fist, the power is superimposed to a leaping level, the two golden fists have become larger again, the size of a house, with a whistling fist wind, the void has been shattered layer by layer, and the power can be seen!

The three dragon masters all changed color, they didn't expect the white-clothed young man to be so tough, and they were not afraid of offending the Qingyang League at all, they sacrificed magic weapons to resist, but they were still shocked by two golden fists the size of a house, and their faces were bloodless, and their essence consumption was not small.

Wu Heng didn't give his opponent a chance to breathe at all, and evolved two golden fists, the ninth punch and the tenth punch were even more powerful, and they rumbled and crushed away, as if the mountains were collapsing, and the power was terrifying!

In the midst of the bombardment, a dragon master of the Qingyang League couldn't resist it, and shouted indiscriminately: "Damn, this kid is too strong, it's not like it's strong, this is not the strength that a psychic realm monk can have at all!"

"In today's mainland, there are not many psychic monks who can have such strength, and such a young psychic monk, Ouyang Xi of the Ouyang family is counted as one, and Xuanyuan Yue of the Xuanyuan family is counted as one...... Who else, I really can't remember, it seems that the young demons of other people have all ascended into dragons!"

One of them pondered for a moment, remembering a demon that he didn't want to meet the most, and he said: "There is another demon, it is Wu Heng who touched the Six Forbidden Realms, and the eight dragon powerhouses of my Qingyang Alliance all died in his hands alone......

"Could it be ......" Hearing this, the other two were terrified.

"No, this person must be Wuheng Undoubtedly, no wonder he is not afraid of the Qingyang League, because this kid is originally the mortal enemy of the Qingyang League, it is said that our alliance leader has been trapped by this person for a few days and nights......" They had no time to chat, and they struggled to resist wave after wave of bombardment, and finally when Wuheng evolved the twenty-first punch, it completely collapsed, all the old blood was vomited, the life span was reduced a lot, and the bones were scattered by the powerful impact.

Wu Heng was never merciful to the people of the Qingyang Alliance, and when he grabbed it with one hand, he took the primordial gods of these four dragon cultivators.

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