Bang bang!

Bang bang!

The two figures fought again, the yellow-robed man's fists were simple and heavy, and his spirit was majestic in one move, and he could almost communicate the spiritual power of heaven and earth, far from being comparable to Wen Pohai and Wang Qiankun. And Chu Yi also used boxing to fight the enemy, the more he fought, the more hearty he became, and there was a hint of detachment in his gestures.

Between the lightning and the fire, the two fought no less than a hundred moves.

"I didn't know until today that Lao Wu's kung fu is so powerful, I don't know how much higher than me."

Wen Pohai patted his head and said:

"It seems that I have been slacking off all these years, and I have to hurry up when I go back."

Yu Hengdao glanced at him and was noncommittal.

"Blue Dragon King Fist."

The yellow-robed man's eyes flickered, his whole body's aura rose sharply, and his fists burst out with cyan light. At the same time, the Void Dragon groaned, and the killing intent between the moves was full of domineering.

"The fifth has made a force!"

With the swing of his fists, there seemed to be a green dragon tornado dancing in mid-air, and the fists were vertical and horizontal in the roar, and they were invincible in the big opening and closing, forcing Chu Yi to retreat again and again.

Wen Pohai shouted hello, but when he saw that Yu Hengdao's face was solemn, he couldn't help but quiet down.

Roar, roar, roar!

The sonorous dragon roared, the yellow-robed man seemed to be descended from heaven, and the thick and solemn fist brought boundless murderous aura, breaking the Liuhe with one punch and shaking the eight wilderness with one kick.

"Take my punch."

Zhao Qiang's face sank, jumped up, and swooped down from the sky, his fist print blooming with cyan light.

Roar!

In the void, the roar of the green dragon could be heard, falling from the sky and tearing through time and space with a single punch.

"I'll go, this blow is no less powerful than a missile."

Wang Qiankun exclaimed.

"Look, somebody is jumping! Superman can jump that high. ”

Li Weiwei shouted excitedly.

Fang Ting and Chen Junyi were extremely nervous, their ten fingers were clasped, staring intently at the white clothes, and silently prayed for Chu Yi in their hearts.

Bang!

With an earth-shattering bang, the yellow-robed man descended from the sky and smashed Chu Yi into the snow peak, rushing up a ten-zhang high snow wave, and the entire mountain peak shook.

"It's over?"

Snowflakes fell from the sky, sprinkling white flowers on everyone's faces and bodies.

"Hahahaha, this kid is finally dead! It's a fucking pleasure! ”

Wen Pohai laughed.

Zhao Qiang still looked calm, and he was not happy because of the punch just now.

Because he knew that an attack of this magnitude was not fatal enough.

The dust settled, and it was surprisingly quiet.

"No, you guys stand back!"

Zhao Qiang snorted.

Rumble!

Click, click, the earth cracked, and a ray of air more than ten zhang long rushed up from the ground, like the Northern Lights.

"I'll go, it's dangerous!"

Wang Qiankun dodged the air knife and was shocked.

Smack.

The sound of feet sounded, and a white dress fell to the ground.

Chu Yi's eyes were like torches looking at the yellow-robed man, with no joy or sadness on his face. The blow of the Blue Dragon King-level fist just now shattered his body protection qi and almost injured him. Judging from this punch alone, the power is not inferior to the peak blow of the horizontal sword.

"He's not dead?"

Wen Pohai's eyes widened.

As a master of body refining, his physical body is not strong, but he asked himself that he was going to be blown into slag in the face of the punch just now, and the kid in front of him was not dead!

"It's not just that he's not dead, it's not at all."

Zao Wou-Ki put his hands behind his back and looked worried.

"You really didn't disappoint me, but this level of strength is not enough to hurt me, and if you don't use your strength, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

Seeing that Chu Yi's fighting spirit soared, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, everyone looked at each other, and they were all shocked.

How can this guy's true qi be so majestic, and he doesn't even show a trace of decadence in the battle!

"Fuck it! There are such freaks in the world! ”

Wang Qiankun couldn't sit still, jumped up all of a sudden, rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush up desperately.

"Hurry up and help, you can't let the fifth fight alone."

Yu Hengdao shook his head and sighed:

"It's useless, they've reached another level, it's not for you and me to interfere, going up will only distract him."

Whether it was the yellow-robed man who was fighting, or Zhen Hengdao, Jiang Qingzhu, and Qin Furong were all masters of the grandmaster real level, Wang Qiankun and Wen Pohai were even more masters of refining the body, not losing to the Xuan Realm, except for the dead supernatural Hawke, the realm of these people was between the Bozhong, all of them were at the peak of the Xuan Realm or the peak of the real person, but judging from Zhao Qiang's performance, his strength was obviously a level higher, and he could almost compete with Chu Yi, which surprised them.

Only Chu Yi could see that this was the power of the "Dao".

"You mean, the fifth child has broken through to the king realm?"

Wang Qiankun asked in a trembling voice.

Wang Realm has always been a taboo, and it is also the realm that all martial artists dream of, many people can't get it in their lifetime, even Master Shao Jinsong has not been able to take that step so far, so these two words already have a hint of sacredness.

"There is no doubt that Lao Wu has definitely not reached the king realm, but he has far surpassed the ordinary Xuan Realm grandmasters in terms of combat power, and I am afraid that it is not worse than the real king realm."

"What do you mean?"

Qin Furong looked puzzled.

"I can't say this clearly, so I'd better wait for Master to come out and ask."

……

"Although your realm is above mine, your moves are too simple, and your true qi is not as strong as mine, and you will definitely be defeated after a long battle."

"Your Excellency is too confident, I don't know if you can take my punch."

"Oh, don't say one punch, what about a hundred punches, you will definitely die today, don't leave any regrets."

Knowing that the other party was using the method of agitation, Chu Yi didn't say anything, although the yellow-robed man was strong, he was still sure to win, so he might as well see more knowledge, after all, this was the first martial artist he had met with the potential to become enlightened since he was reborn.

"Okay, let's see."

At this time, Zhao Qiang's body was like electricity, and in an instant, dozens of figures appeared, and dozens of completely different punches were played, becoming one with heaven and earth, competing with the sun and the moon, and the mountains and fields were full of the shadows of him drawing his knife and cutting the water, swinging his fist and hitting the wind.

"I'm going, why are there so many people all at once?!"

Li Wei exclaimed, completely ignoring Jiang Qingzhu's cold gaze.

Zhao Ziqi's face was pale, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, he thought that these people were just ordinary martial artists, no matter how powerful they were, they were much worse than their own family masters, but now it seems that they are no different from Superman!

The yellow-haired young man had long been frightened and his legs were weak, and when he saw that the two beauties had not left and were embarrassed to go down the mountain, he looked at them blankly.

At this time, thousands of figures were gathered on the entire snow peak, and the cold air was filled with a murderous aura.

Many brave tourists took out their mobile phones and trembled to take pictures of this fabulous scene.

"Tian Yuan Ten Strikes!"

Zhao Qiang shouted lightly, and the figures in the sky instantly became one, and countless fist shadows finally condensed into a point of light and broke through the air.

Again!

A punch crossed the north and south, piercing the air, and looking into the distance like a shooting star.

"Huh?"

At this time, Chu Yi finally frowned, that point of light seemed to be small, but the sense of oppression it brought to him was unprecedented, as if it encompassed a universe, turning the endless mass into a point and bombarding it.

The strength of the fist is so strong that it even faintly has the ability to stir time and space. In other words, the blow of the yellow-robed man already has the rudiments of boxing.

In his previous life, Chu Yi had used kendo to fight against the enemy when he was fighting with a super strongman, and was even blown up by a blow from the boxing supreme, and he had a deep understanding of real boxing, although Zhao Qiang's punch was sharp, it was only a little threatening in his eyes.

"Although your boxing technique has a little bit of Taoism, but after all, there is still a gap, if you realize the complete boxing, I'm afraid I really want to hate it."

"The more this happens, the more you can't be left today!"

Chu Yi knew that a martial artist who had mastered the "Dao" was far more terrifying in terms of potential than a Wang Realm Grandmaster, and this kind of person had a chance to become an immortal! Even in the harsh environment and lack of cultivation resources on the earth, it is difficult to stop the pace of enlightenment!

Again!

A white line crossed the air, and the terrible sound of breaking the air spread far away.

Fang Ting and the others were far away, but they couldn't help but cover their ears.

"What kind of kung fu is this, why is it so weird?"

Jiang Qingzhu frowned, he was good at sonic attacks, and he obviously sensed the horror of this blow.

"It should be the trick created by Lao Wu, it's really terrible, there is a feeling of simplicity, if it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to catch a punch."

Zao Wou-Ki said in a deep voice. As a master of pure yang Wuji, he has defeated countless enemies in his life, but he still can't help but be shocked when he hears the sound of a punch breaking through the air.

Facing the punch that pierced the air, Chu Yi unhurriedly showed his hands, waving them slowly in front of his chest as if he was playing Tai Chi, and a pale white halo poured out from his palm, slowly wrapping the entire palm. After half a year of refining, the innate Gang Qi had been condensed to a certain extent, and Chu Yi was confident enough to take this punch.

"The big day is like a hand."