A sound of Euler, the stone shattered.

The punch didn't come out, but the momentum was ten out of ten, not only did the cold wind stagnate, but everyone watching below was stunned.

"Euler, what about shouting slogans? Death Fight, shouting slogans is useful?"

Regardless of the meaning, the word Euler does sound very much like shouting slogans.

For a moment, everyone's expressions became strange. Do you want to be so naïve? You say that it is excusable to shout a military horn on the battlefield, and you shout slogans in the martial arts arena.

In the middle of the audience, someone laughed out loud: "Poof, don't be a fool, right?"

"It's also possible that he wants to laugh to death the cold wind junior brother on the other side, and the soldiers who surrender without a fight!"

"Awesome, newcomer!"

Everyone sneered, and the meaning of ridicule was overflowing.

This is not to say that they have a grudge against Wang Chen, but compared to Wang Chen, they are obviously more optimistic about the cold wind. The identity of the Blood Wind Emperor, the intriguing relationship with the blood handsome, and the Blood Yang Jue, no matter which way you look at it, it will not be wrong to have a good relationship with this person.

If you want to stand in line, everyone doesn't have to think about it, they must be on the side of the cold wind, hoping that he wins.

It doesn't matter whether there is a grudge or not, it's just a simple judgment and choice.

However, laughing and laughing, everyone couldn't laugh.

Because they saw that when Wang Chen shouted the word Ora out, all of a sudden, the situation on the field changed color.

"Roar!!"

A roar, like spring thunder, shook people's eardrums and made their heads dizzy.

This is not the sound made by Wang Chen, it is the sound made by his fist.

But as soon as he punched out, that arm swelled like a dragon's claw, expanding rapidly, expanding muscles, expanding bones, and even the muscles and bones under the flesh roared violently, letting out a crazy roar like a fierce beast.

On the other hand, it was his physical body, almost at the moment when he raised his hand and changed, his entire body was deflated as if it had been sucked dry, and at the same time, his right arm swelled rapidly, as if he was feeding this punch with his own **, and he really tried his best to punch, either the other party died, or he died!

Emperor Fist, Ora!

"Boom!!"

The huge roar exploded the waves of the sky, like a divine knife splitting the sea, cutting through the waves of ten thousand times, and with the long rainbow through the sun, splitting the glory of ten thousand zhang. Along the way, what blood crows, what blood sparrows, in the face of this punch, they didn't even have the strength to resist, and they were directly crushed into scum.

Under the stage, everyone who was still chuckling was stunned.

"This, this ......"

If a mouthful of thick phlegm is stuck in the throat, you can't cough it up or swallow it.

Among these people, whether it is a man or a woman, at this moment, they all open their mouths wide, their eyes wide, and their faces are even more pale.

didn't face Wang Chen's punch, just watched from the sidelines, and was frightened.

And on the field, Wang Chen's punch in the front, and even the cold wind that wanted to shake Wang Chen's punch, he didn't even have time to stare at it, and many years of experience on the battlefield directly made him think about it, and he reacted subconsciously.

"Boom!"

The majestic blood gas oven was ignited in an instant, and the endless and violent blood qi exploded from the cold wind, like clouds and clouds, spewing out.

Just like the sun that sinks into the sea, the big sun enters the sea, the clouds are steaming, and the cold wind at this moment is the big sun, the blood is rolling, endless.

This is not a martial art, let alone a secret method, it is just a mysterious evolution of the martial arts and blood yang technique, but it is better than martial arts and secret methods.

In fact, when Wang Chen's punch came, all the martial arts and all the secret methods were in vain.

There are many martial arts such as cold wind, and he also knows a lot of secret methods, but his keen intuition that is almost like a beast tells him that no matter what martial arts and secret methods he uses at this moment, there is no other way but to die.

This punch can open the sky, split the ground, destroy the stars, and shatter everything!

Any showmanship is in vain!

Only the Blood Yang Technique, which has evolved to the extreme, can compete with it!

The feeling of the cold wind is correct.

In fact, if he really used any ground-level martial arts to resist Wang Chen's punch at this moment, he would really not be far from death.

The Blood Yang Jue gave him endless blood and qi power, but it did not give him an indestructible invincible physique, he was really pierced by Wang Chen's punch to protect the body and blood, with his seven-fold physique worthy of a martial artist, he would definitely be beaten to the point that there was no scum left, especially in the current situation where this kind of cultivation was suppressed!

Death Match, there is no place to cry when you die!

He had just entered the Weeping Blood Barracks, and he didn't want to die in the cold wind!

"Boom!"

The Emperor Fist and the Blood Yang collided together, making a dull sound, and the world was silent in an instant.

At this moment, there was only this dull thud in everyone's ears, echoing in their ears, echoing in their brains, echoing in their chests, and someone made a "wow" and spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

The dust settled, and the two of them were finally revealed on the field.

Wang Chen's face was pale and half-brittle on the ground.

Looking at the other side, the cold wind was even more embarrassed than him. Originally, the blood yang technique that had accumulated strength was invincible, at least in the same rank, no one could stop it, but now, his battle robe was shattered into pieces, that is, there were a few strands of cloth blocking the vital position, which did not make him too embarrassed, his body limbs, chest, and neck, but he was cut by the terrifying qi blade Dao blood, and at this moment, he was like a blood gourd, extremely miserable.

"Your uncle, why do you want to kill me!" the cold wind roared as he stood up.

"Deathmatch, if you don't show all your strength, what is it called?" Wang Chen got up and grinned: "How about it, the taste of this punch, is it cool?"

"Hmph. Cold Wind snorted, "This is your hole card? Unfortunately, I have a blood yang body, and you can't kill me with one punch." In this death match, you lose. ”

"It's just a fight, why did I lose?" Wang Chen looked at him and said with a smile: "Moreover, if you want to lose, you will lose, look at you now, you are much more embarrassed than me." And this is just one punch from me, how many more punches can you take?"

"How many punches can you throw?" the cold wind teased him, "This forbidden punch will hollow out your body with one punch, don't think I can't see it, now you are at the end of the crossbow, right? Not to mention using the punch just now, I guess you will have a hard time standing." And I, don't look at me now, I'm covered in wounds, but the root of my flesh and qi is not hurt at all. Right now, my blood is still endless. And didn't you notice that I didn't seriously use a martial art from the beginning? You can't stop me without using a martial art, and if I get serious, what do you think will happen to you?"

As if to corroborate what he said, the cold wind and tiger's body shook, and suddenly the blood qi around him condensed again, as if it had the intention of condensing into blood yang again.

"Aren't you serious...... Wang Chen nodded, "Understood." What you mean, I understand. But do you think I'm serious?"

The cold wind was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean......"

Before the word "Si" fell, I saw that Wang Chen's face, which had become pale due to excessive consumption, instantly turned rosy.

"You ask me how many punches I can throw?" Raising his fist, Wang Chen smiled evilly, "Why don't you let my fist answer you?"