"Wang Hao, I can't imagine it, now I am already the ninth level of the Quenching Bone Realm. Pang Chicen gritted his teeth.

Wang Hao faintly said, "The journey of a martial artist is full of variables, either forward or backward, there is nothing unexpected." ”

Pang Chicen's eyes suddenly showed a look of grief and indignation, "In the past, you beat my eldest brother to a serious injury, I was lucky, I was cured by the elixir and I could practice martial arts again, and eldest brother, eldest brother, he was worse than death all day long, and finally committed suicide, and his father also went with him soon after, and now the huge Pang family, but I am just Pang Chicen! Wang Hao, did you ever think that you would harm me so badly!"

Wang Hao was a little surprised to hear the news, but he didn't care much, "The ambitions of your Pang family as a wolf in the past are well known to everyone in the entire Sifang Town. You have squeezed the hard work of many warriors in Sifang Town, everyone knows it, and under the despicability, you are also asking for hardship, and you can't complain about others. ”

"Okay, okay, my Pang family has reached such a point, it is all done by you alone, then today, I will use you to commemorate the heroic soul of my eldest brother and father, Wang Hao, you don't want to be beaten!"

Pang Chicen took out a spear with the top of the Yellow Order, and looked quite complacent, "This is the Liquan gun, and you died under this Liquan gun today, and you are not wronged at all!"

Wang Hao stood with his hands behind his back, there was nothing in his hands, and Pang Chicen was extremely angry when he saw this, "You dare to underestimate me!"

Suddenly, he manipulated the Liquan gun to attack Wang Hao violently.

The air was filled with sharp energy, Wang Hao saw that the body of the Liquan spear was quite long, shining under the light of the palace lamp, it was easy to defeat this Pang Chicen, but on the basis of cultivating to press on the fivefold of the Quenching Bone Realm, it would take a lot of effort.

"Long Fist Ten Duan Jin's Long Fist Broken Tree!"

With the fivefold cultivation of the Quenching Bone Realm, he played the fist he had learned in the past, although the cultivation was suppressed, but the strength of the fist was extremely condensed, far exceeding the power that the Quenching Bone Realm martial artist could emit.

The tip of Pang Chicen's spear paused, sensing the unusual strength of this punch, and shrank back, "The first turn of the five turns of the Golden Peak!"

The abruptly retreating spear came at Wang Hao again, but Wang Hao's brows furrowed.

"Haha, Wang Hao, do you feel the power of my martial arts, now I am an inner disciple, and I have learned a few top inner disciple stunts, this "Golden Dome Five Turns" is a primary martial art of the Xuan Rank, one turn is better than a turn of power, you are going to die this time!"

Wang Hao's expression did not move, feeling that the sharpness of this gun was about twice as sharp as Fang Cai, and at this time, his body turned and he punched again.

"Long Fist Ten Duan Jin's Long Fist Cracking Stone!"

The tip of the spear did not move at all, Wang Hao frowned, this martial art was more difficult than he imagined.

"Long Fist Ten Duan Jinzhi Long Fist Broken Jade!"

"Long Fist Ten Duan Jin's Long Fist Swing!"

The four fists were fired in unison, and the tip of the spear and the strength of the fist were-for-tat, and they finally fell into a rout after falling into the downwind.

Pang Chicen took three steps back in disbelief, "How is it possible, how can my Xuan-rank primary martial art defeat you with this yellow-rank primary martial art, this is absolutely impossible!"

With a fierce look, he shouted, "The second turn of the fifth turn of the Golden Dome!"

However, the Liquan spear mobilized the power of the eight directions this time and attacked Wang Hao together.

Wang Hao was not in a hurry, there were no superfluous movements, and he still punched out the "Long Fist Ten Duan Jinzhi Long Fist Waves!"

However, the power of this second turn was even better, and the fifth punch only made the body of the gun move slightly, and Wang Hao no longer kept it.

"The long fist of the ten sections of the brocade makes the tide!"

Feeling that he would fall into the downwind again this time, Pang Chicen's expression was gloomy, "The third turn of the fifth turn of the Golden Peak!"

Wang Hao was about to meet, and Pang Chicen gritted his teeth and shouted, "Jinding five turns and the fourth turn! Jinding five turns and five turns!"

Five times more powerful gathered a shot, Wang Hao's expression was finally a little serious.

Everyone suddenly felt a sense of mist in the field, as if a drop of water had fallen into the vast sea, and the solemnity suddenly made the people present dare not breathe loudly.

"The long fist of the ten sections of the brocade of the long fist fell into the water!"

That solemn meaning reached a climax with Wang Hao's punch.

At this moment, Wang Hao smiled slightly, took a step back, and another punch had been punched.

"Long Fist Ten Duan Jin's Long Fist Sinking Mist!"

The fist of the tide, the rows are coming, the empty is left to chase the waves, and the water is opposite!

I fell into the water with my long fist today, and he will fall into the water and fog one day!

Thousands of miles of long fist, let my long fist ten sections of brocade surging freely, the waves break the sky, the waves break the jade, and the water sinks into the fog!

With a "boom", the Liquan gun broke inch by inch, and exploded in one fell swoop, Pang Chicen couldn't dodge, and was blasted out dozens of meters away by the punch, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood after landing, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The elders of the Lumen Mountain Sect stepped forward to investigate for the first time, and found that Pang Chicen was still breathing, but the meridians were broken, "Wang Hao, little thief, you have such a vicious heart, you actually broke his meridians!"

Wang Hao smiled disdainfully, "Martial arts competition, swords have no eyes, not to mention that I don't even have swords and weapons, he lost because his skills are not as good as others, how can I bite back and say that I have no mercy from my subordinates? If it weren't for the mercy of my subordinates, now he would definitely die, and I don't believe that if I lose, he will treat me well." ”

"Okay, well, the old man has written down this account today, and he will definitely get it back another day. ”

"Elder, you are confused, just now you boasted about Haikou in front of the princess of Yuejing Shuijun, but if the warrior you sent is defeated, you will not pursue it in the future, why is this stool not hot, and you regret it?"

Wang Hao saw him and the people in the half of the hall whispering quietly, knowing that they must have some tricks, and in Wang Hao's guess, the martial artist who was in the door realm stood opposite Wang Hao.

"Are the people of the Lumen Mountain Sect so untrustworthy? I just said that only the monks of the Quenching Bone Realm were sent, why did they suddenly become monks of the Buckle Gate Realm again, did they think that the ears of the martial artists present were all deaf?" Seeing this, Thorn Tong scolded directly.

The elder of the Lumen Mountain faction, the old god, is in the "Thorn Tong girl, I just promised the princess of the county, as long as this Wang Hao wins the duel sent by our Quartet, it is not bad to blame in the future, but what the old man said is that my Lumen Mountain faction sent a monk from the Quenching Bone Realm, but I can't control the other three parties, and besides, the inner disciples of the Nine Realms of the Nine Sects of the Lumen Mountain Sect are no match for this Wang Hao, presumably other parties look up to this Wang Hao in their hearts, this old man can't be the master." ”

"Despicable!" Thorn Tong scolded secretly but couldn't refute it, but Wang Hao showed a look that he knew this for a long time, and he was not surprised.

"I am a personal disciple of the Great Elder of the Martial Arts Hall of Banbiantang, and I also ask Brother Wang Hao to teach me. ”

This Wen Ren Chu seems to be polite, but Wang Hao doesn't care, Banbiantang and the Lumen Mountain faction forced themselves in the past, and they have torn their faces, but now they are just showing outsiders.

Wang Hao responded, "Please also listen to the people's brothers——"

Before Wang Hao's words fell, the person who heard Chu rushed straight towards Wang Hao like an arrow off the string, and everyone was startled.