Chapter 97: Fist

"It's really troublesome!" Fang Ding let out a loud shout, the yin and yang diagram appeared under his feet, surrounded by cyan thunder, and the dragon ball in his body was running wildly, this was the first time he faced a Jindan powerhouse in Shui Lanxing.

"Oh, the moves of Wudang and the Heavenly Master's Mansion. Interesting! Meng Tian, who was dressed in golden armor, looked at the fluctuations of the True Yuan around Fang Ding's body, and said with interest.

But soon, his gaze froze, "But only to this extent, it can't stop me!" ”

As he spoke, he saw a True Yuan pop out of his right index finger, and the True Yuan directly turned into a spear more than two meters long in the air, the spear was like a dragon, and it stabbed directly at Fang Ding.

Click!

The True Yuan spear directly collided with Fang Ding's Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram, Fang Ding retreated dozens of steps, and the Yin and Yang Diagram was directly shattered.

"It's so strong!" Fang Ding only felt that under this simple blow, a burst of sweetness welled up in his throat, if it wasn't for the Dragon Ball support, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured on the spot!

"Young man, I have no intention of killing in vain, so I will retreat, but I can spare your life!" Meng Tian snorted coldly, the True Yuan spear was suspended in front of Fang Ding's body, as long as he had a thought, he could take Fang Ding's head.

"Forgive me!"

Fang Ding replied coldly, and immediately, within ten zhang of his body, a blue light flashed.

"It's Lizhu!" High in the sky, Han Yunfeng saw a similar scene, and instantly understood that Fang Ding wanted to use Lizhu's short-term control to contain Meng Tian and then seriously injure him.

Sure enough, Meng Tian sensed that something was wrong, his brows furrowed slightly, and he already found that his body was suppressed by a mysterious force and could not move.

"Junior, in this case, is that your hole card?"

Even though his body couldn't move, Meng Tian was still calm, without any panic, his face was calm, and his tone seemed to be full of disdain.

"Although I can't kill you, but I can do it if you are seriously injured!" The corners of Fang Ding's mouth rose with a strange arc, and then he shouted.

Above the two fists, cyan thunder surrounded, and accompanied by bursts of dragon groans, carrying huge power, smashed directly on Meng Tian's golden armor.

Bang Bang Bang!

The sound of the fist colliding with the golden armor resounded in a radius of ten zhang, and in this only ten seconds, Fang Ding directly swung out thousands of punches, each punch was wrapped in the power of cyan demon thunder and dragon yuan.

Rumble!

Ten seconds, in the blink of an eye, the prohibition of Meng Tian's body was broken, and a wave of golden true vitality directly bounced Fang Ding away.

"Young man, although the magic weapon has the power of borrowing, it is not your own power after all!" Meng Tian snorted coldly, his fists clenched, and his ten fingers clicked under the force.

"Today, let me show you what boxing is!" As he spoke, the surrounding true elements continued to converge towards Meng Tian's fists.

The fists became more and more terrifying, Fang Ding stared at Meng Tian's fists, above those fists, he seemed to hear the sound of Jin Ge's iron horse.

He seemed to have come to an ancient battlefield, on the battlefield, the sound of killing shook the sky, the two armies faced each other, and everything was crushed into powder under this terrifying power.

In an instant, a sense of powerlessness and a sense of crisis in life instantly surged into my heart.

"What should I do?"

Fang Ding said anxiously in his heart, at this moment, he once again fell into a helpless situation!

"Be careful, don't get hurt by his fists!" In the transmission of Zhenyuan, the anxious voice of the head of the Emei faction came out.