Wang Xiaoshi's hair and clothes fluttered backwards, and he seemed to be blown away by the fist wind and shattered by the fist at any moment.

His eyes were sharp, and his sword was sharpened.

Poof!

A thin sword mark appeared in the air, extending straight to the fist, and at that moment, the crystal lamps in the hall seemed to have lost their color, and only this sword remained.

Cracking sound!

The sound of the explosion sounded hundreds of times, and the extremely fast frequency almost pierced the eardrums of people, and then, the thunder broke out, and the two of them flew back.

"Sure enough, it is the sword intent that is clear and the sword intent is clear, and only the sword intent of the sword is clear can form the heart of the sword intent and fight against my fierce fist. ”

Stabilizing his body, Lu Zhanming's face was full of incredulity.

While the people were still on the way to retreat, Wang Xiaoshi had already skillfully put his sword into the sheath, landed lightly on the ground, raised his head, and sneered: "If you want to fight, I will fight with you." ”

"I admit that you are very strong!" Lu Zhanming said with a gloomy face, "but in the face of absolute strength, you are just an ant. If I want you to die, you must die!"

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

What about the strong man on the Heavenly List, what about the master of the Demon Sect, for him, as long as Lu Zhanming dares to fight, he will dare to kill Lu Zhanming.

Wang Xiaoshi stepped forward and stepped out three steps in a row, each step spanning three zhang away, and the three steps were connected together, which was nine zhang.

With a bang, when Wang Xiaoshi landed on the ground in the third step, he had already rushed to Lu Zhanming's front and stepped on a shallow footprint pit on the ground.

The sword light flashed, and seven sword qi appeared in front of Lu Zhanming's eyes.

Seven sword sounds rang in my ears.

Lu Zhanming's face changed again, and he put on a set of iron fists on his hands at some point, and there were blood-red inscriptions on the iron fists.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoshi's seven sword qi was stimulated, Lu Zhanming laughed wildly, and instantly punched out seven punches, the fists were as powerful as a mountain, rubbing against the air, and emitting a tearing roar.

"Bang bang!"

Seven hits in a row, colliding with seven pieces of fire. Wang Xiaoshi beat Lu Zhanming's iron fist to the ground, causing Lu Zhanming's arms to tremble.

The powerful force came from his fist, shaking Lu Zhanming's arms numb.

After seven impacts, the tiger's mouth between the thumb and index finger cracked, and a bloody crack appeared, and the qi and blood also tumbled