"Grandpa, were you defeated by his killing fist back then?"

The young woman was curious, if the old man of Taiji Sect was defeated by such a terrifying and powerful fist, she felt that it would be a kind of honor.

"No!" The old man of Taiji Gate said in a condensed voice, "Cen Tianwolf defeated me and did not use a killing fist. ”

"Why?"

The young woman couldn't understand that killing boxing was Cen Tianwolf's housekeeping martial arts, and he was so powerful that she used it as a number, but when she fought against the old man of Taijimen, she didn't even make a killing box?

"Because, I'm not qualified enough!"

The old man of Taijimen sighed, his tone was lonely and depressed.

"What?"

Zhang Xuan and the others were all stunned, the old man of Taiji Gate was also a master who had stepped into the ancient martial arts, and he was not even qualified to let Cen Tianwolf use his killing fist?

Ye Han stood on the surface of the water, surrounded by murderous intent, murderous aura, this is the place where Cen Tianwolf's killing fist is the strongest.

He was in the center, surrounded by murderous beasts that would devour him, seemingly ready to be swallowed at any moment.

But he is as comfortable as a needle of the sea god, Wei Li does not move, and his complexion has not changed by half a point.

"Kara!"

He clenched his fists, and a crisp sound came from the joints, since he entered the martial arts, he had never feared anything, even if it was natural disasters and dangers, he ignored them.

The Cen Tian Wolf in front of him was indeed the strongest opponent he had ever encountered in a real battle since he became a Shinto martial artist.

Cen Tianwolf's martial arts realm is estimated to be already the realm of the second realm of the Divine Dao, even if it is on the Heavenly Demon List, it can be ranked.

Now, Ye Han himself has also encountered a bottleneck.

Therefore, he suppressed his own realm in the martial arts realm of the six demons worshipping Buddha in the second realm of Shinto to fight.

I hope to realize this.

After all, every battle in the Shinto realm is very precious.

Cen Tianwolf looked at Ye Han, who was still indifferent in the sea of killing intent, and the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Young man, I have to admit that you are indeed the supreme genius I have seen in my life, in terms of talent, even those geniuses and demons of the Martial Arts Association and Yanjing and even the hidden family are much inferior to you!"

He raised his fist, and the invincible iron fist crossed a layer of dark red, and the waves rolled under his feet, as if the lake could not withstand the terrifying oppression and let out a mournful roar.

"This is my self-created killing boxing, in the name of killing, after the completion of my self-killing boxing, only the Shinto martial artist once asked me to use it, but I never imagined that a young man like you is also an opponent worthy of my killing boxing!"

He stepped out, and the killing intent in the sky instantly contracted, and all the internal energy was sucked into his fist at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the dark red fist became blood-like scarlet.

The murderous aura between heaven and earth completely dissipated at this moment, but none of their faces relaxed slightly, they all knew that this was the precursor of Cen Tianwolf's earth-shattering blow.

This punch is bound to be shocking!

"Today, you can die under my killing fist, and you should not go to the world in vain!"

Cen Tianwolf's expression was wide, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he had already made a declaration to Ye Han that he would kill.

Feeling the terrifying power condensed in Cen Tianwolf's right fist, Ye Han's eyes flashed slightly, and a trace of excitement spread from the depths of his eyes.

That's the fight he needs.

Cen Tianwolf controlled the killing intent of the sky freely, and all of them contracted on the fist, which seemed to be a weakening of power, but in fact, it had magnified the power of the killing fist countless times.

Even if a mouthful of air is compressed in a very small space, it will burst out with extremely strong power, not to mention compressing the invisible supreme murderous aura on the fist, and the lethality will definitely increase geometrically.

"Come!"

Ye Han took a step forward and spit out a word lightly.

A flash of orange flame surged above his fist, condensing at one point, as if forming a protective barrier outside his fist.

At this moment, the surface of the lake around him shrank a few feet out of thin air, as if it had been evaporated by some inexplicable force.

"Killing fist, killing intent is infinite!"

Cen Tianwolf burst out and threw a punch.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the confluence of the entire Sword River and Lake was covered by blood, and a huge fist shadow burst in, like the hand of a giant, and the power was monstrous.

Under this punch, the entire lake surface collapsed instantly, and countless torrents rushed around, like a storm at sea.

Ye Han was in the center of the storm, and a little gold suddenly appeared in his pupils.

"Golden Fist of Silence!"

He let out a low cry, and the Shinto flames above his fist turned golden, and golden light instantly poured out, even brighter than the sun in the sky.

He threw a punch in an instant, and for a moment, the wind surged!

Ye Han threw a punch, and the golden fist wind swept the heavens and the earth, and a golden giant fist crossed the surface of the lake, facing Cen Tian Wolf's blood-red killing fist head-on.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided, and there was the power of the sky and the earth cracking, and everyone watching the battle only felt that there was a blur in front of them, and then only gold and red were left, and there was nothing else visible.

Two fist shadows of different colors met in the void, not allowing the slightest bit, powerful fluctuations swept in, and the invisible storm rolled up the surrounding lake and threw it into the sky, forming a huge waterspout, which was spectacular.

Ye Han and Cen Tianwolf's eyes were agitated, and the strength in their bodies was constantly transmitted, and the golden and red lights were even more dazzling.

"What's going on? Why is it so golden and red over there! ”

Residents and tourists outside the Huajiang Lake are amazed at what they don't know.

Many people also took pictures of this scene with their mobile phones, thinking that it was a vision from the sky, but they didn't know that it was two great masters of martial arts who were fighting to the death.

The two fist shadows were in a stalemate, and the huge waves rolled on all sides, and the embankment of the Jianjiang Lake and Lake couldn't stop the big waves that came from the lap.

The lake water under their feet has long been pressed into a vacuum, and the silt at the bottom of the lake can be seen clearly.

"It's too strong!"

Everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded, this kind of earth-shattering level power collision could not be described in words, they were extremely poor all their lives, and they might not be able to reach such a terrifying martial arts cultivation realm.

"How is that possible?"

Although Cen Tianwolf's face remained unchanged, his heart had already set off turbulent waves.

His killing fist is powerful all over the world, and his killing power can be described as ten thousand people, especially he has a monstrous killing intent towards Ye Han, and he has a killing heart, whether it is fist power or fist momentum, it has been raised to the peak, and he will not be ruthless.

He was sure that there were not many martial artists in the entire Huaguo under this punch who could resist it.

But Ye Han didn't dodge or dodge, he confronted him head-on with a punch, he could feel that the punch Ye Han sent was no less powerful than him, and it faintly overpowered him.

"If you are less than twenty years old, you have such strength, even if you cultivate in your mother's womb, I'm afraid it's just that, right?"

Thinking of this, his heart was full of pride, and his internal strength surged out like a tide, focusing on his fist, and the shadow of the fist was even more red.