"Qin Sheng and I are best friends, Old Man Qin saved his life back then, so in order to repay Old Man Qin's kindness, he stayed in the Qin family to protect Old Man Qin. But I didn't expect that because of the Qin family's affairs, I would abolish my martial arts, you know that abolishing kung fu is more painful for a martial artist than killing him, and today I will avenge Qin Sheng and abolish your kung fu. The old man's murderous aura suddenly burst out, and he rushed straight to Lang Xingtian.

Facing the murderous aura that came to his face, Lang Xingtian didn't care at all, but said lightly: "It's no wonder that I got the qi to deal with Qin Shoucheng, but he actually wanted to break that qi, and as a result, he wasted all his kung fu, and he was to blame for everything." ”

"Junior, you are so rampant, let me teach you a lesson today, know what it means to have people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky." The old man roared angrily, jumped up in the air, and slapped his palms towards Lang Xingtian.

In fact, the old man dared to be so confident, it was because before he came, he had met with the housekeeper of the Qin family, and the two of them analyzed that Lang Xingtian was just weird, and his real strength should not be particularly powerful, how could they not believe that a young man would have such a powerful kung fu. So the old man felt that he could handle it completely.

"Bang ,,,," The two people connected with their palms, and the energy exploded, and the surging energy rushed in all directions with the two of them as the center, blowing away the surrounding grass and trees, and the dust on the ground was also stirred up in the air.

The old man's body did a backflip in the air, landed three meters away, and then took a few steps back. The pain in his arm shocked his heart, and his mind kept turning, but he didn't expect that this young man was not as weak as he thought, and the old man's heart suddenly became more vigilant.

The old man's powerful blow, although Lang Xingtian followed, but the cracks of the stone slab within a radius of one meter under his feet under the action of the strong impact force were densely extended and cracked like spider webs, especially the place where Lang Xingtian's feet stepped on was deeply sunk into two footprints, all of which showed the power of the blow just now.

The duel just now seemed to be evenly divided, but at this time, Lang Xingtian seemed calm and calm, while the old man's face was cloudy: "I took the initiative to attack just now, and I was volleying down the momentum, which increased the power of that palm even more." However, Lang Xingtian only caught it with one palm, and did not take half a step back, but he was swept back several meters by the huge anti-shock force. Victory or defeat seems to be self-evident.

The old man is now difficult to ride a tiger, and he has regretted coming to Lang Xingtian for trouble, but when things come to this point, it is not that he can retreat, and one party must admit defeat.

The old man thought of this, the fighting spirit on his body became stronger and stronger, the martial arts competition is ever-changing, anything can happen, although the old man felt that his strength was a little worse than Lang Xingtian, but he was very informative about his experience in martial arts, and he didn't believe that Lang Xingtian was so young that he would be more experienced than himself.

Feeling the battle intent from the old man, Lang Xingtian's eyes jumped a few times, and the knife-like edge was revealed. Then he snorted coldly: "Come and don't be rude, you can also take my punch." ”

Lang Xingtian raised his arm and punched out, and suddenly the fist wind was blowing, and the bowl-sized iron fist dragged the body like a cannonball, and went straight to the old man's chest.

In the face of such an amazing punch, where did the old man dare to be careless, a set of palm techniques jumped out of his hand, this set of palm techniques was weird and tricky, and miraculously blocked Lang Xingtian's extremely powerful punch.

"Baguazhang? Good palming, to overcome rigidity with softness. Lang Xingtian nodded and said.

"Boy, a little insightful, this set of Baguazhang has made a lot of improvements, the offensive power has weakened, but the defense has been strengthened a lot, and the soft overcomes the rigid." The old man said proudly and defiantly.

"I'd like to see if it's my invincible fists or your gossip palm that overcomes rigidity with softness." Lang Xingtian snorted coldly, his fists opened and closed, the fist wind surged, and the punch was calm, fast, and full of huge destructive power. The fist is like a thunderbolt, the strength is like a volcanic eruption, it is fierce and domineering, and the power of every punch and elbow is unstoppable.

In the face of such a thick and calm fist, the old man's Baguazhang could cope with it at first, but later Lang Xingtian's fist became more and more domineering and bursting, and the speed became faster and faster. The old man often had to change several techniques to completely dissolve Lang Xingtian's fierce punch, which was quite difficult to deal with.

"Old man, if you don't have any tricks, you won't be able to win against me with this gossip." Lang Xingtian said as he said, once again, the fist shadow flew over, the power was greater, the speed was faster, and one punch after another hit the old man's defense that could be broken at any time.

Baguazhang, Lang Xingtian also understands almost everything, it seems that the old man has no better kung fu to open his eyes. Lang Xingtian felt that it was time to end, so his body flew into the air, like an eagle spreading its wings and soaring in the sky, as if the rich murderous aura of the essence rolled in the space of a few meters around his body, Lang Xingtian stretched his arms, opened his hands, and clenched into a fist violently, at the moment of clenching his fist, it seemed that even the air around the fist trembled, the murderous aura condensed, and the air flow stopped. At this time, Lang Xingtian's eyes flashed with lightning, domineering, like a demon god that had existed since ancient times.

Seeing Lang Xingtian's incomparably powerful punch, the old man was a little desperate, and this monstrous momentum made him understand how earth-shattering the next punch would be, with the power of destroying the world.

In the roar, Lang Xingtian's body moved, and the air and time seemed to have resumed their flow, and a punch pierced through the space, leaving only one fist between heaven and earth in the screaming sound that pierced the air, from small to large, until it was overwhelming, and the endless terrifying power of the meteorite hit the old man one day away.