Almighty Cultivation Supreme

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"Al, let's get started! Even if they can't hear what we're saying, if we keep talking like that, sooner or later they'll become suspicious. ”

"Okay, for the sake of you helping me name me, you can make a move first!" Al made a defensive stance, waiting for Miao Junfeng's attack.

With a "poof", the thunder sword was unsheathed.

Al didn't wear any armor, but his strong muscles were his best armor.

In the eyes of the Yaksha, as long as your strength does not cross the Dao realm, no matter how fierce your attack is, it will be difficult to hurt him in the slightest. Even if you have a spirit-level talisman in your hand, it will be difficult to hurt him.

Powerful talismans also need profound strength to exert themselves, otherwise, they will only become a burden, or even be devoured by the talisman and become its puppet.

With a single foot, with a "whoosh", Miao Junfeng turned into a silver streamer and slashed towards Al's shoulder.

Al grinned, and shifted all of his guardianship to the direction that Myojun Wind had come from.

Although he was not afraid of this blow, he still had to take necessary precautions, so as not to overturn the boat in the gutter.

A "dang" sounded, and a string of sparks splashed.

Lei Jian, who has always been invincible, lost today, which made Miao Junfeng's brows furrow.

With a "whew", Al's left hook came from the bottom up, hitting Miao Junfeng's chest.

The intense pain made Miaojun take a risk and let his breath go away. The suppression of the realm is too powerful, the suppression of the entire two great realms, even the demons among geniuses can't bear it!

"Junfeng, I think you rely too much on the Thunder Sword, in fact, your fists are not the most powerful weapons?"

"Yes! Big brother, you are in the Extreme Realm, you can use the power of the Extreme Realm to smash him with your fists! ”

"Okay, listen to you." Miao Junfeng did not hesitate, immediately put away the thunder sword, clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and prepared to fight with his bare hands.

This scene was not only surprising to Al, but also to some of the people who followed him.

He didn't have an advantage in the first place, if he put down the weapon in his hand again, wouldn't he give up all the pitiful odds of winning?

Did he think that one of his fists was more powerful than a talisman? Able to give Yaksha enough damage? This is too fantastic!

"Miao Junfeng, why did you put away the talisman? You know, that's your only chance of winning? Isn't this tantamount to surrendering to my head? ”

"Hehe, that's not necessarily! Fiction is true, you have to be prepared to take my fist. ”

Miao Junfeng didn't play cool this time, but used the most primitive fighting method, waving his fists, striding towards El and rushing over.

His style of play is very funny, looking from a distance, it looks like a scholar is angry, waving his inconspicuous little fist, ready to find someone desperately.

Yaksha crossed his arms and made his own unique defensive stance. As long as you don't move yourself, this kind of defense will be impregnable, and there will be no flaws left in your body.

"Don't hit people in the face, don't worry, I'll hit you in the shoulder!" As he approached El, Miao Junfeng shouted.

El distracted his attention from his shoulders out of habitual thinking.

However, the next moment, there was a "bang", although it didn't hurt, there was still a slight pain, and his right cheek was smashed down by him with a punch.

This punch shouldn't have left anything behind, but now it hurts me.

"You're cheating! I thought you were a righteous gentleman! ”

"No, no, no! It's you who misunderstood, as the so-called soldiers don't get tired of cheating. Since it is done, it is equivalent to two armies fighting. Once a war starts, how can the use of the art of war be considered treacherous? ”

"Good! Again! ”

Miao Junfeng stepped back, and then rushed up again as before.

"Al, I'm going to hit you in the right shoulder this time!"

"Humph! It's strange to believe you! Al immediately divided his attention into two streams, one on his face and one on his right shoulder.

However, the sound of "bang" still sounded. This time, Miao Junfeng threw a fist into Al's left shoulder.

"Enjoyable! I'm coming again! No hints this time! ”

Al may not have realized that the situation has now begun to be completely controlled by Miao Junfeng, and the rhythm of the battle is completely following his rhythm.

The voice of "Bang Bang Bang" continued to think, and Al's defense was becoming more and more passive.

At the end, Al let out a big shout and threw a punch at Miao Junfeng. On this punch, there is also a turquoise ghost-headed phantom.

Miao Junfeng's blood had already been ignited, and he didn't care about the power of this punch, but he ignored this ghostly phantom, and swung his fist in the face of the punch that was smashed.

"Ang" with a dragon groan, and a pale golden dragon head seemed to appear on Miao Junfeng's fist.

It's just that this dragon head phantom came and went quickly, and before anyone could react, it disappeared without a trace. It also corresponds to the old saying that the dragon sees the head but does not see the end.

With a "bang", the air wave formed by the collision of the two fists shook the ground of the small space to pieces.

The intense storm whipped up dust on the ground, causing Miao Junfeng and Al to disappear from the sight of their followers in an instant.

"Did you see that?"

"It seems to be, but it doesn't last long, it should be the Light of the Extreme Realm."

"What an interesting little guy, I kind of want to snatch him."

"No, I spoke early in the morning, you can't do it!"

"Hahaha..., look at your stingy look. Are two masters bad? ”

"It's better to be single-minded."

In the hidden space, two old men were talking with relish. They were the only two people on the scene who had seen the pale golden dragon head.

Five minutes later, Miao Junfeng and Al reappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

To the surprise of the spectators, there would be a blood mark on the corner of the mouth of the green-faced Yaksha. It can be seen from this that the power of Miao Junfeng's punch should not be underestimated.

"How is this possible?" Similar voices rang out one after another in various areas, and the voices of discussion became louder and louder, until finally the audience boiled.

Miao Junfeng never imagined that he would once again become the focus of attention of the audience.

"Miao Junfeng, you are very strong. You're the first one to hurt me. ”

"Your strength is not weak, you are the first Yaksha I fought against."

"Do you want to continue?"

"It's not over yet, so we'll have to at least pretend! I'd better take the opportunity to recover, otherwise I won't be able to bear the rest of the game. ”

"Good! Who asked you to name me? Let's just play tricks and be an acting school! ”

"Agreed, thank you. I made a note of this time. ”

Miao Junfeng knew in his heart that El still had the strength to fight again. And after that punch, his body seemed to be hollowed out all of a sudden, and the full September spiritual power instantly turned into an empty shell.

"It doesn't seem to be a critical moment, it's not available. With my current strength, I only have one chance. This opportunity must also be grasped just right, otherwise, you will become a lamb to the slaughter in the next moment. ”