Seeing that Chen Nuo didn't make a move first, Tang Zichen understood that the other party was making a move based on his own strength, so as to avoid overdoing it and blowing her up all at once.

With a decision in her heart, she no longer hesitated.

The lungs took a deep breath and slammed, and the whole person seemed to be one step shorter, but his feet stepped vigorously on the pebbles of the yard.

It is said to be a yard, but in the construction process, the soil has been hoarded many times, plus the pebbles, the strength is not worse than that of ordinary cement floors, but such a ground is directly cracked and sunken under Tang Zichen's accumulation.

Bang!

Tang Zichen gathered strong and powerful ways, and his palms were pinched into empty fists, which was the style of play in Taijiquan "Punching to the Sky".

The pounding was unstoppable, Tang Zichen's explosion was like a projectile in a heavy artillery being blasted out, and the powerful reaction force shook the earth as if it were shaking.

"Good!"

In the face of Tang Zichen's hammer blow like a cannonball, Chen Nuo's eyes lit up, and he seemed to see through the strength of Tang Zichen's body, and his body did not dodge and stretched out his palm to catch Tang Zichen's fist.

Rumble!

The air burst, and a faint strength penetrated from the palm of his hand, but it was the dark energy in the national arts, and when it reached the realm of national arts like Tang Zichen, the dark energy of the whole body had already become dissipated, and the whole body had become a turning energy, and it could explode and infiltrate as much as he wanted.

Tear and pull!

Chen Nuo's sleeves were shattered into strips of cloth flying, and the strength that penetrated into the flesh and blood shot out from the pores, bringing up subtle bloodshots.

"This momentum ......"

Without Chen Nuo's active control, the muscles of his arm spontaneously tensed and dispersed this strength, and then the cells repaired the subtle injuries, but Chen Nuo took this opportunity to feel a trace of mystery in the strength of the national arts, a kind of strength that was not the same as the internal strength in the world of urban immortal cultivation.

If the internal strength in the world of urban immortal cultivation is a kind of biological energy synthesized by physical energy and external aura, then the national martial arts strength here is pure strength, formed through special power methods and the control of the spiritual mind.

In the national arts, if the spiritual cultivation is not enough, it is impossible to break through the dark energy and the transformation of the energy, and it turns out that the special strength technique of the dark energy itself must cooperate with the spiritual soul to be able to control the play.

"Master Tang, go all out, I don't care about the rats that are secretly watching, otherwise you will be in danger now!"

Chen Nuo, who had received Tang Zichen's blow and gained something, clenched his left hand into a fist and swung it out, the air exploded, the strong wind tore the clothes of the two, and Chen Nuo's fist smashed into Tang Zichen's waist with a strong and almost unstoppable force.

Although this punch was not fully performed, it was also a punch based on the estimated upper limit of Tang Zichen's strength, if Tang Zichen did not go all out to take it, it would definitely be in danger of his life.

With the strength of his body gathering and the transformation of his cells, his strength had already reached an appalling level.

This is......

In the face of Chen Nuo's smashed fist, even if he didn't use the way of sincerity, Tang Zichen had already smelled the smell of death.

If she is not careful, if she doesn't go all out, she will really die under this punch!

She didn't feel any dark power of national art from it, and her fist only had pure power, a terrifying power that broke through ten thousand laws.

The intense threat of death brought out the potential of her whole body, and she no longer ignored the danger of being captured after someone was watching her whereabouts, and after an all-out outburst, she was exhausted and unable to resist.

I saw her waist twisted, the spine dragon made a series of crisp sounds, her feet kicked the ground, and her fists twisted around her waist gathered all her strength like a sleepy dragon ascending to heaven, and hit Chen Nuo's fist from the side.

Rumble!

As if a bomb was exploding, the moment the two collided, Tang Zichen hurriedly withdrew his strength, the footprints were retreating deeper than the other, and a flush appeared on his delicate and impeccable face.

Without waiting for Chen Nuo to step forward to attack again, Tang Zichen, who understood that if he really didn't go all out, he would be killed by Chen Nuo mercilessly, stepped on it, his body was either sticky or walking, or opening or closing, and his body was like a lost step, making people unable to figure out the direction of the next step.

She was extremely fast, and the force of her full burst was also unusually strong, the air was bursting, and the pebbles and dirt on the ground were flying.

In the splashing of gravel, Tang Zichen's unexpected figure suddenly froze, his waist twisted, and a whip leg slammed towards him, and the pebbles and dirt that had just been driven up also hit Chen Nuo like a sandstorm.

With the strength of punching in the air, such a supernatural power-like area-covering attack is simply a divine skill in the national arts.

It's just that in the face of the rushing stones and dirt and the whip leg that sucks the air in it, Chen Nuo's face has not changed in the slightest.

With a punch, a small sonic boom cloud was born from between the fists, and the glass of the villa not far away shattered, and the strong air pressure directly dispersed the so-called sandstorm.

Chen Nuo then turned his fist into a claw, reached out and grabbed Tang Zichen's ankle that came over to whip his leg, feeling the warm touch between his fingers, but his merciless arm shook Tang Zichen's strength like grabbing a snake's tail and shaking, and then threw her out a few meters with a flick of his hand.

Through Tang Zichen's two attacks, he had already roughly figured out the opponent's strength, and he wanted to try what the opponent's sincerity was, Chen Nuo kicked the ground and launched an attack on Tang Zichen, who had just stood up, and controlled the strength to the extent that the opponent's full strength was just enough to bear.

Chen Nuo has never learned Bajiquan or Tai Chi, and it can be said that the only kung fu he knows is the previous broadcast gymnastics.

However, the powerful and powerful speed, combined with the terrifying speed of nervous reactions, can torture any boxing master.

After all, no matter how powerful your punching skills are, your reaction speed and punching speed can't compare to your opponent's, so it's useless.

Touch!

Chen Nuo's punch to Tang Zichen's temple was blocked, and at the same time, the merciless knee impact was also blocked by a downward hand support.

"Is the prophet of the most sincere word aware of it?"

According to Chen Nuo's estimate, Tang Zichen didn't have time to react to the attack just now and blocked it, but the other party blocked it as if he expected his attack.

It's a pity that he hasn't practiced boxing and has no boxing artistic conception, and he can't feel what Tang Zichen's so-called sincerity is, but he only faintly feels a trace of spiritual fluctuations.

Thinking in his heart, Chen Nuo didn't stop at all, his fist opened, turned his fist into a knife and slashed down.

According to his strength, if he cut Tang Zichen's arm this time, half of his arm would be cut off, and at the same time, the hand that was not used just now also withdrew his hand and smashed his fist into Tang Zichen's abdomen.

Tang Zichen's face was pale, revealing a trace of abnormal flushing in the paleness, and he waved his hand to block in the face of Chen Nuo's attack, and at the same time, his waist twisted and his long legs were raised, and his toes slammed into Chen Nuo's temples......

Thundered! Woohoo!

In an instant, the two exchanged dozens of moves, the fist wind and leg shadows in the sky, the air torn by the explosion, and the flying pebbles piercing the air.

In an instant, the courtyard of the villa seemed to be blasted by a large amount of explosives, the glass of the villa not far away was completely shattered, the walls were cracking, and the trees and flowers in the yard were also shattered as if they had been blown by a hurricane.