Chapter 168: Eight Extremes Splitting Mountain Palm

Everyone was stunned, and they were all pondering the meaning of Li Qingluan's words.

She couldn't order Chen Qingyang to do anything, did that mean that this young man was not from Hongluanmen?

Mo Xiufeng saw that Li Qingluan's attitude was so tough, and he hesitated in his heart.

During this time, he has been implementing a secret plan, if successful, he will uproot Li Qingluan's Hongluan Gate, so that the Qinghu Gang will firmly sit in the leading position in the Yangtze River Delta region.

Now that the plan has not succeeded, it is not suitable to conflict with Li Qingluan at this time.

"Since that's the case, then I'll give you Li Qingluan a face, and don't worry about him." Mo Xiufeng said in a low voice, but anyone could see that the fierceness in his eyes was undisguised.

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Li Qingluan didn't answer, she glanced at Chen Qingyang, she knew that Mo Xiufeng was willing to back down, and Chen Qingyang would definitely not compromise.

"As I said, I will do to you as you would have done to my friends." Chen Qingyang said lightly, and suddenly exuded a momentum on his body.

"I don't know what to do, Brother Xiufeng, don't talk nonsense with him, since he is looking for death, then fulfill him, and I will bear it if something happens." Ren Jian behind him said with an angry face.

Here in Haicheng, there are still young people who dare to step on his head and spread wild, it's just boring!

An inexplicable momentum suddenly appeared on Chen Qingyang's body, which surprised Mo Xiufeng.

didn't have time for him to think about it, Chen Qingyang strode forward and took the lead.

It seems to be an ordinary punch, but it brings out a whistling sound that breaks through the air, which makes people's eardrums hurt.

Chen Qingyang's punch was not fast, but it made Mo Xiufeng feel a mountain of pressure.

He no longer hesitated, and stepped on it suddenly, the expensive marble floor cracked instantly, his body paused slightly, and the whole person was as steady as Mount Tai.

Mo Xiufeng's kick just now contained the "shock" word of Bajiquan, and the majestic strength raged from his feet, making Chen Qingyang's eyes light up.

Before Chen Qingyang's fist slammed in, Mo Xiufeng's five fingers opened and put together, turning into a palm knife, and then slashing towards Chen Qingyang's head towards the sky.

The power of this palm is fast and strong, and the momentum is quite extraordinary, as if it can split the mountain.

"This is the splitting palm of Bajiquan!"

A shocking voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Bajiquan is an ancient boxing method with a long history, known for its fierce and domineering, the real ancient martial arts Bajiquan, in terms of explosiveness alone, can be ranked among the top three of countless boxing methods in China, you can imagine how terrifying it is.

And the Baji Sect has an extremely lofty status in the Chinese martial arts world, with disciples all over the world, worthy of the name of a super sect.

It is rumored that Mo Xiufeng studied under a Bajiquan master in his early years, and the Vajra Eight Styles of Bajiquan have already been practiced to the realm of perfection, and there are few opponents in the same level.

Now his move to split the mountain palm is one of the eight styles of Vajra, and the power is extremely terrifying.

Chen Qingyang didn't expect that Mo Xiufeng actually practiced advanced boxing techniques such as Bajiquan, and he was careless for a while, and it was too late to exert his strength.

"Boom!"

When his fists and palms touched, Chen Qingyang's body trembled violently, and he was directly shocked back three or four meters by the powerful anti-shock force.

And Mo Xiufeng still stood steadily, his body swayed slightly, almost not moving.

"Such a powerful palm, it is worthy of being known as the most explosive Bajiquan." There are also many well-informed people among them, and they all subconsciously gasp.

"That young man really doesn't know how to do it, he actually dares to fight with Bajiquan, it's just looking for death!"

"I guess his hand bones are broken at the moment."

"There will be no doubt."

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Chen Qingyang, and in addition to ridicule, there were many sympathetic looks in their eyes.

Li Qingluan frowned slightly, how could she not see that Chen Qingyang's strength realm was far inferior to Mo Xiufeng.

The peak of dark energy is almost a whole realm apart from the middle stage of Huajin, and it is also Mo Xiufeng, who cultivates Taijiquan, and his real combat power is comparable to that of a martial artist in the late stage of Huajin, no matter how powerful Chen Qingyang is, Li Qingluan does not think that he is Mo Xiufeng's opponent.

"I thought it was so powerful, it turned out to be just a bluffing paper tiger, Brother Xiufeng, give me a dead him." Ren Jian, who was behind him, saw that Mo Xiufeng had the upper hand, and couldn't help but sneer, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

Chen Qingyang shook his right arm, which was a little numb, and couldn't help but smile slightly bitterly in his heart, he didn't expect that he had misjudged Mo Xiufeng's strength.

If it was just a martial artist in the middle stage of ordinary strength, even if Chen Qingyang's punch just now couldn't hurt him, it would definitely not be able to be shaken back.

Bajiquan really lives up to its name!

"Come again!" Chen Qingyang moved his muscles and bones, and the battle spirit in his eyes was high.

It is rare to meet a martial artist who has mastered Bajiquan, and he naturally wants to take a good lesson.

Moreover, his strength realm was almost on the verge of the transformation period, and as the power in his body surged, there was a faint tendency to loosen.

Maybe he doesn't have to wait for another ten days and half a month, and this battle will allow him to break through to the stage of transformation.

Mo Xiu's eyes were cold, and he said indifferently: "At your age, being able to take a punch from me is enough to be proud, don't be ignorant." ”

Even at this moment, Mo Xiufeng still didn't want to completely tear his face with Li Qingluan, otherwise it was very likely to ruin his plan, and then the gains would outweigh the losses.

Chen Qingyang shook his head and chuckled, "Are you so confident that you can win me?" ”

Mo Xiufeng smiled disdainfully and said: "Win you, if you continue to be obsessed with the matter between your hands, then don't blame me for being merciless." ”

As he spoke, Mo Xiufeng's eyes glanced at Li Qingluan, intentionally or unintentionally, and seeing that she didn't have any intention of stopping her, she couldn't help but be ruthless in her heart, and the momentum around her body skyrocketed instantly.

"Wow!"

Feeling the incomparable terrifying momentum on Mo Xiufeng's body, many people retreated one after another, so as not to be affected by his momentum.

"Do you still dare to come?" Mo Xiufeng's voice exploded from his throat, his momentum was mighty, and his eyes looked down on Chen Qingyang.

"Why don't you dare?"

Chen Qingyang held his breath intently, and his eyes with high fighting spirit were as sharp as lightning.

Today, he wants to have a good understanding of the true power of Bajiquan.

"Look for death!"

Mo Xiufeng let out a low roar, his knees sank, and his hands quickly swiped in front of him, forming an attack stance.

The momentum of the thick and violent suddenly converged, like a dam storing floodwater, ready to pour down at any moment.

Chen Qingyang's whole body was full of strength and force, and the muscles and bones of his whole body crackled, like the sound of a tiger and a leopard, which was incredible.

Li Qingluan, who was not far away, was condensed with all his strength, ready to rescue people at any time, but at this moment, he saw that Chen Qingyang actually produced a sound of tigers and leopards, which was a sound that only a martial artist who had broken through the transformation period could make.

However, Chen Qingyang's realm is obviously still at the peak of dark energy, and he is still one step away from the transformation period.

Suddenly, Chen Qingyang's whole person was like a tiger descending the mountain, his body rushed away, and the waving iron fist wrapped the fierce power that overwhelmed the mountains and seas, and roared Mo Xiufeng.

Overlord Fist strikes again!