Oh, it turned out to be the master of Zhou Hui's two bodyguards.

Although one of the two people was beaten and his sternum collapsed and his right hand was crippled, and the other was smashed miserably as a toy, Zhao Junyu knew that these two people could not die.

The cultivation of these two people is divided into the middle and high levels of the Xuan level according to the earth martial artists, which is equivalent to about the eighth and tenth levels of Qi refining for immortal cultivators.

Although they were beaten extremely miserably by Zhao Junyu, because they did not make a dead move, they couldn't die with their cultivation.

Zhao Junyu looked Yuan Hai up and down and shook his head slightly.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency?" Yuan Hai looked angry, and he saw disdain in Zhao Junyu's eyes.

"If you want to get back on the field, come on. Zhao Junyu said lazily and stood with his hands in his hands.

"Hmph, offended!" Yuan Hai was quite angry at Zhao Junyu's casual attitude, and rushed up with an arrow.

"Wind and Fire Battle Fist!" Yuan Hai shouted violently, and it was a killing move when he came up.

I saw that he almost didn't touch his feet and brought up a puff of smoke and dust out of thin air, his body was half like a shrimp, and his fists were like machine guns, bringing up bursts of strong wind, and each punch seemed to be able to blow the air out! The sound was very terrifying.

"Not bad!" Zhao Junyu secretly praised in his heart, and at the same time, he was secretly cool, Nima was finally able to fight, and in the past few months since he was reborn, he encountered the scum who was looking for abuse, Zhao Junyu really couldn't take it seriously, so he could only slap it.

Of course, if Zhao Junyu cultivates to full extent now, he can also deal with Yuan Hai with a slap, but he doesn't plan to do this.

Bang bang bang, bursts of suffocating muffled sounds kept sounding, and in just a few moments, Zhao Junyu flew with one hand, and actually took dozens of punches from Yuanhai's storm with one hand.

"This is" Yuan Hai was shocked.

The two sides fought faster and faster, and after more than a dozen breaths, Yuan Hai raised his strength and unexpectedly blasted out more than 100 punches like a machine cannon, all of which were taken by Zhao Junyu with one hand.

Gang Qi came out of his body, but without exception, he was also easily shattered by Zhao Junyu.

The more Yuan Hai fought, the more frightened he became.

In the end, the offense and defense gradually reversed, and it turned out to be Zhao Junyu's one-handed attack, and Yuan Hai's fists were desperately defending, and it became more and more difficult.

"Whew. Yuan Hai panted like a cow, the beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his forehead fell down, and his fists were like pouring lead into the end, and the shock in his heart was incomprehensible.

Peng's bang, he was hit on the shoulder by Zhao Junyu's palm, his anger was scattered, and the whole person flew out upside down and fell heavily on the mud.

"Come again!" Zhao Junyu still stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly.

"Shattered Moon Chop!" Yuan Hai gritted his teeth and pulled out a few feet on the spot.

In mid-air, the wind is shining, and the air seems to have rippled, fight!

Yuan Hai's hair was scattered, and his palms picked up a whole circle in unison, and with a bang, two round white wind wheels appeared in mid-air with the naked eye, each of which was like a hula hoop and crushed towards Zhao Junyu.

Two deep ditches were raised on the ground, and rubble and rotten wood flew around, and the power was incomparable for a while.

Zhao Junyu laughed, this kind of power has reached the early stage of foundation building in the cultivation realm, and even faintly approaching the power of the middle stage of foundation building.

These two attacks were shot, Yuan Hai's face turned pale, obviously these two blows were the strongest blows that he had condensed in his life's strength, and he had run out of oil.

"It's a good time, you can also take my punch, Tiangang Thunder Fist!" Zhao Junyu shouted.

"Thunder!"

Zhao Junyu grabbed the void, and the electric fan thundered instantly, and sparks flew everywhere.

"What kind of boxing is this!" Yuan Hai was shocked.

Zhao Junyu stood still, from bottom to top on the spot, and blasted out with a simple single punch!

A huge thunderstorm energy, with an indomitable might, meandered into the sky and burst out.

In the place where Zhao Junyu stood, with him as the starting point, within a radius of several zhang, the ground suddenly collapsed.

"The ground was actually shaken down by Gang Weisheng!" Yuan Hai gasped.

When it was too late, the two wind wheels of Yuanhai, in front of this thunderstorm energy, were like snow encountering fire, and they melted away in an instant.

The power of the fist is unabated, and it is close to Yuan Hai's body in a moment, and at this moment others are still in mid-air, and there is no way to avoid it.

In my lifetime, I can see such exquisite boxing techniques and such power, and I can also be blinded.

The other party must be a heaven-level martial artist, and there is naturally no pressure to crush me, a mid-level ground-level.

I didn't lose unjustly.

Yuan Hai showed a smile of relief and closed his eyes and waited for death

Huh?

Thunderstorm Gang Feng was between breaths, and suddenly turned, only to hit him in the right shoulder.

Yuan Hai spewed out a large area of blood mist in mid-air, his shoulder blades shattered, his internal organs were seriously injured, and he fell heavily to the mud.

can actually control the target hit by the fist halfway, isn't this opponent heaven-level?

Yuan Hai suddenly remembered a legend, and his hairs stood on end.

"Come on, come again!

"As you wish!" Yuan Hai was covered in blood, gritted his teeth and got up, his knees trembled, and he almost half knelt on the ground, but he bit the tip of his tongue violently, squirted a mouthful of blood, and struggled to straighten his body!

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Junyu's mouth.

"Master!" I heard two cries of sorrow suddenly sound.

The two limping figures, covered in bandages, turned from the edge of the thatched field, desperately trying to run towards Yuan Hai.

However, he didn't run a few steps before he fell to the ground.

"Senior, senior spared my master!"

"It's all our fault, we offended our predecessors and blinded the dog's eyes. ”

"We are willing to die for the master, and we also ask the seniors to open up the net!"

These two miserable figures are the bodyguards of Zhou Hui, who were violently beaten by Zhao Junyu.

I saw that the two of them were already oozing blood, and they still crawled desperately, kneeling on the ground and pleading for mercy.

"You two stand up for me!"

"I'm not as good as others, I deserve this fiasco!"

"Don't beg him, don't let people look down on him, the master told you that a warrior must have an arrogant backbone, but he can bend his natural might, and he can kneel to the master of heaven and earth. ”

"But we must not succumb to force, this is the martial heart of my generation of martial artists!"

Yuankou was bleeding, but his voice was fierce, glaring at his two apprentices.

"You are also worthy of being called the heart of martial arts?" Zhao Junyu sneered at this time.

"Your Excellency, Yuan admits that you are ruthless. ”

"Boxing, cultivation is the only thing in Yuan's life, and I am convinced. ”

"You can easily defeat me, you can laugh at my low combat power, poor martial arts, and admit it if I don't measure my strength!"

"However, you have no right to mock my martial arts heart, and you have no right to humiliate my dignity as a martial artist. Yuan Hai turned his head and stared at Zhao Junyu, his eyes blood-red.

"Otherwise, Yuan will fight with you if there are no bones left!"

"Oh, then tell me in detail, how is a real martial artist, what is the heart of martial arts?" Zhao Junyu suddenly burst into thunder, shouted violently, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at Yuan Hai.

I saw that he had already put away his lazy smile at this moment, standing tall, and his momentum skyrocketed, as if he had completely changed a person.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)