Fist of Life and Death!

After a roar, the sick man's fist slammed out. At the same moment, the power of the True Yuan on his body also exploded to the peak, and the huge True Yuan seemed to transform into a huge arrow, attached to his fist, and then rushed out of his fist. The sharp arrow pierced the air, tore through the void, and broke through the world for the life and death fist of the sick man, killing a bloody path.

In an instant, the void that the sick boy Death Fist True Yuan had passed through was immediately filled with a sense of annihilation.

Silence is destruction, death.

Heaven and earth were filled with this sense of annihilation in the fist, and the way of life and death contained in the silence was revealed, and the whole heaven and earth seemed to wail and whine, the wind howled, the clouds gathered, and the sky above the huge manor suddenly became gloomy.

Just because, this is the fist of life and death, the fist of slaughter, and the fist of exterminating all beings.

All the onlookers felt the killing intent under the sick man's punch, everyone's hearts suddenly tightened, and everyone's eyes widened and looked at Wu Baisui, who was shrouded by this silence.

Wu Baisui saw that the sick man used the way of killing, his eyes couldn't help but change, he didn't hesitate, suddenly a flash, the whole person was like a cheetah, pounced out, and rushed towards the sick man, his speed was too fast, and when he was running, there were remnants of the Dao behind him.

Rumble!

As soon as he got close to the sick man, Wu Baisui blasted out with a punch, this time, what he urged was also the fist of the way of killing, and the killing aura in it was very strong, like a bloody murderous aura that diffused from the depths of hell, Wu Baisui pushed the power contained in the fist of this way of killing to the highest point.

Fast and accurate, simple and brutal, kill with one hit. This is the characteristic of the way of killing, a seemingly simple fist, but it contains the power to turn decay into magic.

Bang!

Wu Baisui's punch collided with the sick man's life and death fist Zhenyuan.

A loud bang shook, and the hearts of the whole audience shook, and the nervousness was even worse. Everyone saw that the true yuan that the sick boy died punched out was directly smashed by the violent force of Wu Baisui's punch, and then scattered like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, this power of the true yuan was too strong, and the aftermath of the emanation shocked the onlookers in the distance and retreated again and again.

At this moment, Wu Baisui also sensed the silence that erupted from the Sick Boy's Death Fist True Yuan, which was majestic and majestic, extremely strong. However, the stronger the other party, the greater the power that Wu Baisui spawned, and his strength broke out one after another, instantly penetrating the huge strong true element in the death fist of the sick boy, resisting the terrifying force of silence.

Yes, the sick man's life and death fist, which was so strong against the sky, was still blocked by Wu Baisui.

Wu Bai's physical strength, as he said, is really endless, endless, and when it is strong, it is stronger, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

The sick man's complexion changed again, but he didn't give up, and he didn't mean to stop, he relied on the silence of his fist to once again exert his true yuan power, and then slammed out a palm.

Suddenly, an extremely domineering and powerful True Yuan poured out from his palm, broke through the void, and swept towards Wu Baisui with an incomparably magnificent momentum.

Seeing this, Wu Baisui immediately urged his own strength and punched again.

The two of them were like this, fighting together, the sick man kept attacking, Wu Baisui kept blocking, attacking and blocking, after a few rounds, Wu Baisui and the sick man completely got close, the two became hand-to-hand combat, attacking each other, and the figures of both turned into two afterimages, constantly staggering in the void. At the same time as the fists and feet collided, a wave of momentum erupted, which was accompanied by the true element of the sick man, and the aura of silence that was always entangled.

The people watching are far away, and no one dares to get close to half a minute, and the battlefield where the two face off is like the source of a volcano, and if you get close, you will be destroyed.

It's too strong.

The sick man and Wu Baisui have reached the strongest realm, but Wu Baisui uses the power of the minimalist body, while the sick man uses the power of the martial saint Zhenyuan, under the outbreak of the two of them, both forces have exerted the power of the peak, the two fight each other, strangle, and fight, for a while, the victory and defeat are indistinguishable, but the intensity of the battle is getting deeper and deeper.

Everyone's hearts are becoming more and more nervous, this battle determines the fate of the two teams, but the final outcome is still unknown.

The Wu family and the Xia family have set their hot eyes on Wu Baisui, for them, Wu Baisui is their only hope, and this hope is very big, Wu Baisui has not been defeated since he started playing, which also gives everyone great confidence, they all believe that no matter how strong the sick man is, Wu Baisui can always deal with it, he is the embodiment of miracles, and he is an undefeated myth.

Wu Tian was still in an extremely contradictory mood, he especially didn't want to see Wu Baisui shine, and he didn't want Wu Baisui to conquer the audience. However, he had to hope that Wu Baisui would win, because only if Wu Baisui won, the Wu family would have any hope of survival. Compared with his own personal emotions, he naturally cares more about the safety of the Wu family, so even if he is unhappy, he still prays in his heart that Wu Baisui can defeat the sick man.

On the side of the Four Heavenly Kings, their emotions have reached a critical value, and the blows they have suffered today are too many, and once the sick man is defeated, their hearts are hit once, and now, their hearts are almost full of holes. However, their hopes have not been completely shattered, the sick man is a martial saint in the end, a god-like existence, repeatedly frustrated, the sick man can still maintain self-confidence, can burst out new potential, this is the extraordinary martial saint. Therefore, everyone also has new expectations for the sick man, and they are eager to see the sick man defeat Wu Baisui and return to the top of glory.

In the nervous attention of everyone, the duel between Wu Baisui and the sick man became more and more intense, the murderous aura around the two of them became more and more intense, and the various momentum filled by the battlefield could almost cause the sky to collapse and the earth crack, this peak battle was really extraordinary.

After the two fought for dozens of rounds, suddenly, Wu Baisui's eyes narrowed, and his two fists, like cannonballs out of the load, bombarded out, shaking the sick man's offensive away. Then, the pair of big fists were unstoppable, hitting the sick man's body, and the killing intent in the punches was fierce.

Seeing this, the sick man's face suddenly changed, he didn't have time to think at all, and instantly came to a backflip, flipped into the air, and his pair of feet suddenly kicked towards Wu Baisui.

At the same time, the murderous aura on the sick man's body also erupted violently, and he was also the leg of the way of killing, and his legs kicked out, like a long whip, hitting Wu Baisui's fist.

Rumble!

The sick man's legs and Wu Baisui's fists collided violently, and suddenly, a strong air wave burst out towards the surroundings, detonating the air and shaking the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, the sick man's face was suddenly distorted, his brows were tightly wrinkled together, and he felt that one of his legs seemed to have been really hit by a cannonball, and his leg bones were numb, swollen and painful, and the pain reached his limbs, making him unbearable. At the same time, his whole body was also shocked to fall from mid-air and fall back to the ground, and he took several steps backwards in a row to stabilize his body.

But Wu Baisui did not give the sick man a chance to breathe, as soon as the sick man stood firm, Wu Baisui rushed again, rushed to the sick man, he didn't say a word, and another punch came out.

This punch condenses the infinite power accumulated by Wu Baisui, with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, enveloping the vast air of heaven and earth, majestic, majestic and heavy, thick and boundless!

The sick man had no time to think, and instantly at the fastest speed, he urged all his true yuan power, and condensed this endless true yuan power into his right fist, and then, he met Wu Baisui's fist and bombarded it fiercely.

Thundered!

Wu Baisui condensed a punch of a thousand strengths and hit the right fist of the sick man who had condensed the power of endless true yuan.

Once again, the true yuan of the sick man was shattered by Wu Bai's thousand-fold violent energy. That huge True Yuan, like snow in the winter sun, quickly melted and disappeared into nothingness. The physical strength in his fist was even more vulnerable compared to Wu Baisui's ferocious force.

The multiple forces that erupted from Wu Baisui's fist were like a raging tide tsunami that was surging and tumbling wave after wave, completely engulfing the sick man and destroying the power of the sick man's fist.

Bang!

The fist of the sick man was completely broken.

Wu Baisui took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his fist, which was full of violent energy, suddenly turned into sharp claws, brutal and rude, and grabbed the neck of the sick man with one hand.

Freeze frame!