The battle is still ongoing!

The battle between the two has reached a white-hot stage.

Fang Xiu had a seven-string five-tone sword in one hand and a three-way extreme fist in the other, and the mutual use of left and right made Mo Yunhai not take the slightest advantage.

The sword gang broke through the sky, and the killing intent soared to the sky!

The river rises and falls, lapping against the shore and the mountain peaks in the middle of the river.

As a result, the rocks on it tumbled into the river, and the dust and soil continued to fall.

On the other hand, Mo Yunhai, the qi is from yin to cold, and with a whistling palm, the frozen river surface can be frozen, and even Fang Xiu's sword gang can't completely cut through this freezing.

The reason for this is that Fang Xiu's cultivation is not enough, and it cannot be compared to Mo Yunhai.

And after knowing the benefits of Tai'a, Mo Yunhai didn't have a hard encounter with Tai'a, although the sword gang was sharp, it was still much worse than the divine soldier itself.

Rumble!

Boom! Boom!

The gang qi is messy, and the river is endless.

After breaking the boundary between heaven and man, he absorbs the vitality of heaven and earth to replenish himself, and the Gang Qi in his body is endless.

Whether it was Fang Xiu or Mo Yunhai, there was no exhaustion or unsustainable situation.

Bang!

After another violent collision, Fang Xiu was shocked by the Gang Qi, not only did he not retreat, but stepped into the air in one step, and the Tai'a in his hand was also carried on his back by his backhand.

At the same time, Fang Xiu's eyes were as deep as a whirlpool, and his momentum suddenly changed.

An extremely mysterious, inexplicable momentum emanated from him, and the suppressed Quartet space distorted.

Sheer!

Pure and extreme ideas emerge!

It was as if there was only one pure thought in the appearance of this idea.

Everyone's eyes were in a trance, as if they saw an endless darkness, and a fist slammed into it, breaking the dead silence that had existed for an unknown amount of time.

Click!

The picture was like broken glass, Fang Xiu suppressed it with a punch, and the heavens and the earth were instantly discolored.

A huge fist shadow seemed to fill the entire world, and when Mo Yunhai saw the fist shadow, he also suddenly changed color when he sensed the momentum of the indomitable suppression of everything.

Extreme Fist Three Ways - Extreme Fist Do!

Since learning Extreme Boxing, Fang Xiu has used the most is the Killing Dao, followed by the Overlord Dao.

But the last form of Extreme Boxing has never been used.

As a martial artist at the level of martial arts, Jiquan Sandao contains the final pure essence of this martial art.

In the past, Fang Xiu's cultivation was too weak, even if he knew how to use Extreme Fist, he would not be able to use it under the limitations of his own strength.

However, after breaking the boundary between heaven and man and advancing to the innate realm, Fang Xiu was qualified to use this fist technique.

And the Hundred Battles Boxing Method obtained from the secret realm space gave Fang Xiu a different understanding of Extreme Boxing, and finally created the current style of boxing.

A punch suppressed the four directions of heaven and earth, and the yellow dragon-like river was pressed down and sank.

Before the fist shadow fell, Mo Yunhai felt a strong battle intent, as well as the oppression that suppressed everything, and at the same time as the shock in his heart, a strong battle intent also rose from his heart.

He's a top-notch grandmaster-level father, and he's also extremely talented.

However, becoming the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Temple is not something that can be done by relying on talent and background alone.

To become the First Son, it is not possible to do so.

Mo Yunhai was able to get to this point, relying on his own strength, and he walked up step by step, and he didn't know how many people he had killed in vain to stop him before he had the position of the Holy Son.

Among the seven holy sons, it is also because of his strongest strength that he will be rumored to be the first holy son by the outside world.

Originally, for Fang Xiu, Mo Yunhai still had the intention of subduing.

But now, in the face of this style of extreme boxing, Mo Yunhai finally extinguished the thoughts in his heart, and regarded Fang Xiu seriously as a powerful opponent.

A cold ice hell emerged from behind Mo Yunhai, from nothingness to gradual condensation, and the cold breath completely condensed the surface of the river, and spread in all directions.

Chilly, rich to the extreme.

Along with the void, it was dyed a thin layer of white.

Fang Xiu's face was silent, and he was suppressed by a style of extreme fist do, Mo Yunhai slapped out with a palm, and the cold ice hell behind him shrouded all directions, wanting to block the fist shadow.

The Fist Shadow collided with the Ice Hell and became the only focal point.

The void is trembling and wailing!

The river made waves and was immediately frozen in mid-air, and then annihilated by the terrifying force.

A terrifying aftermath of the shock centered on the surface of the river and swept in all directions.

"Hurry back!"

I don't know who shouted, all the warriors retreated frantically in unison.

In fact, no one needs to shout, these warriors have also felt the crisis.

The bone-chilling chill, even if it was far away, had the illusion of being frozen.

Boom!

The roar of the clash of gold and iron, and a reborn phoenix soared into the void, intercepting the aftermath of the shock.

Eventually, the phoenix dissipated, revealing a swarthy spear.

Xiao Hong took the palm of his hand and put the spear back away.

At this time, some martial artists who were unaware of it only discovered that there was still a strong man like Xiao Hong here.

"The aftermath of the battle between the innate powerhouses is enough to cause devastating damage, and it is better for the martial artists who are not cultivated enough to stay farther away, so as not to suffer from the pond fish!"

Xiao Hong didn't speak loudly, but it spread far away, clearly and accurately into everyone's ears.

Yang Ting complimented: "Xiao Qianhu is benevolent!"

"The whole world is not the king's land, since they are all the people of the Shenwu Heavenly Dynasty, it is the duty of Jinyiwei to protect the people of Limin, so I naturally have no reason to stand idly by. ”

"What Xiao Qianhu said is true!"

Boom! Boom!

The terrifying Gang Qi fluctuations erupted, completely engulfing Fang Xiu and Mo Yunhai into it.

In the end, the shadow of the fist disappeared, and hell collapsed, revealing the figures of the two of them.

Fang Xiu's face turned slightly pale, his body was shocked by this fluctuation, and the qi and blood in his body were surging endlessly, even if he used Gang Qi to suppress it, he couldn't calm down for a while.

And Mo Yunhai also failed to get much better.

Half of his body was blasted into the river by Fang Xiu, almost completely soaked in the river water, although there were no injuries on his body, he looked very embarrassed.

Mo Yunhai's chest rose and fell violently, his palm tucked in his sleeve trembled slightly, and his eyes looked at Fang Xiu with an inexplicable look.

He didn't lose the blow just now, but he didn't win either.

Or, it should be considered a tie between the two.

But Mo Yunhai knew that if he really wanted to count it, he was actually defeated.

Because his cultivation is higher than Fang Xiu, if it is the same cultivation, Mo Yunhai is not 100% sure that he will be able to take that punch.

At this moment, Fang Xiu did not look at Mo Yunhai, but set his eyes on the peaks in the river.

This small mountain located in the middle of the river did not escape the aftermath, and was scraped off a layer by force, as if it had just suffered a terrible baptism.