Jiang Yi looked at the mighty golden right and wrong, his eyes were full of solemnity, and said:

"Then you're welcome."

As he spoke, his figure flashed, and his majestic true qi rushed out. In an instant, the human knife was united, turning into a three-zhang long red knife qi, wrapped in the scorching flames, cracking through the sky, and slashing away angrily at right and wrong.

Thundered.

Between the rapid shot of sword qi, a brilliant red tail flame was raised, like a long river of flames across the sky.

The current Jiang Yi, after absorbing many innate masters and the pure and pure qi of right and wrong, has stepped into the threshold of the innate grandmaster realm.

Unleashed the Absolute Sword Qi, it appeared extremely magnificent and domineering, unstoppable.

Guihai Yidao on the side saw the terrifying momentum of Jiang Yi's shot, and couldn't help but shake in his heart.

When he was in the capital, Jiang Yi was only a few points stronger than him, and only a few days later, Jiang Yi had already stepped into the realm of the grandmaster.

Jiang Yi's strength has improved so quickly that he, a martial arts genius, can't help but feel a little desperate, only feeling that he may not be able to catch up with the other party's footsteps in this life.

Facing Jiang Yi's panicked sword qi that destroyed gold and broken iron, Cheng Zhengfei's expression was as usual, and he just raised his right arm casually and blocked it in front of him.

The posture was extremely relaxed, as if he was not facing the full force of an innate grandmaster, but a feather duster.

While!

The crimson sword qi slashed at the golden arm, sending out a sonorous resonorous sound like a bell, resounding throughout the mountains and forests.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Yi's expression changed suddenly, because he found that his domineering sword qi and blazing flame flow were like slashing on an indestructible iron wall, and they suddenly dispersed, exploding into the aftermath of the sky's strength and more than a dozen fires.

Immediately, he felt a domineering anti-shock force suddenly surge backwards, like the raging waves of the sea, making him involuntarily fly upside down seven or eight feet away.

It wasn't until the jack pendant was cast that he could stop his figure.

"How is that possible?"

Jiang Yi frowned, although he knew that King Kong was invincible, invincible, and strong, but he thought that after reaching the realm of an innate grandmaster, he could still compete with the other party a little.

Unexpectedly, with an all-out blow, even the defense of right and wrong could not be broken.

Compared with the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill, the golden bell jar of his consummation realm is simply like papier-mâché, fragile and fragile.

The strength shown after Cheng Shifei's transformation far exceeded Jiang Yi's estimates.

Guihai Yidao on the side was even more shocked when he saw the scene of Cheng Cheng casually resisting Jiang Yi's knife qi, and only then did he understand why the Iron Courage Shenhou was so jealous of the ancient three links.

After secretly estimating for a while, Guihai found that even if he practiced to dominate the world, he was afraid that he would not be able to hurt the right and wrong at this moment.

The power of this King Kong is not bad, and it is simply beyond his understanding of martial arts.

Cheng Shifei looked at Jiang Yi, whose face was uncertain, and said triumphantly:

"Senior brother, how is it, junior brother's King Kong is not bad, the power is okay, right?"

Jiang Yi nodded solemnly and praised:

"It really deserves to be the first magic skill in the world, it is indeed domineering and invincible."

Cheng Shifei smiled, clenched his fists and said:

"I also want to thank you, Senior Brother, for urging me to practice diligently, so that I can freely control most of the true qi in my body and exert the true power of the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill."

Jiang Yi understood when he heard this, since this period of time, Cheng Shifei has been cultivating the Eight Great Sects and studying the magic skills of King Kong. The strength has increased by leaps and bounds, and the control of the strong true qi in the body is improving day by day.

Coupled with the fact that he fights with Guihai from time to time, his combat experience is also slowly improving.

Now Cheng is not using the magic skill of King Kong, and after transforming into a golden man, his strength is much stronger than in the original plot.

After Jiang Yi figured it out, he was overjoyed in his heart, the stronger the right and wrong, the more he could experience the mystery of King Kong's incorruptible magic through fighting.

"Again."

With a loud drink, Jiang Yi activated the Angry Flame Absolute Knife Method, and a strong anger suddenly exploded, and the true qi in his body was like boiling, running wildly in the meridians.

The crimson flames with the scorching temperature of molten gold and iron emerged from Jiang Yi's body, and they jumped up more than two feet high at once, burning fiercely.

The surrounding air becomes unusually dry at red-hot temperatures.

The grass on the ground was instantly drained of water vapor, turning from emerald green to withered yellow.

"Slash!"

With Jiang Yi's low drink, the crimson flame suddenly shrank, condensing into a sword qi more than three feet and five feet long, with the domineering momentum of opening mountains and breaking mountains, and slashed towards right and wrong.

The heat surged, making Cheng Fei's golden hair flutter.

He faced the majestic sword qi, not afraid at all, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and he stepped forward, which was a punch.

"Break it for me."

Thundered!

The golden fist slammed into the crimson sword qi, emitting a series of rolling thunder explosions, which was deafening.

The domineering and scorching sword qi was broken by Cheng Zhifei's punch, and the knife momentum collapsed, and the blazing flame burst out in all directions, hitting the nearby grass and trees, igniting a burst of flames.

After a punch shattered the Angry Flame Absolute Knife, Cheng Zhengfei's movements did not stop at all, raised his left hand, and another punch struck out.

There are no subtle and ingenious moves, and there is no mysterious change in strength, it is just a simple and unpretentious and mediocre punch, but it makes Jiang Yi's heart alarmed, and he only feels that it is ten times more dangerous than facing Liu Sheng Dan Ma Shou's god-killing slash.

The speed of the golden iron fist was too fast, and Jiang Yi only had time to cross the long knife, and the iron fist had already hit.

While!

The Black Feather Knife was struck by the golden iron fist, and it trembled violently, letting out an overwhelmed scream. If it weren't for Jiang Yi's majestic true qi blessing, this divine weapon made of dark iron would have been shattered with a single punch.

Jiang Yi stepped a little, with the surging force of his fist, he stepped back, and his figure suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if he was flying in the dark, wanting to find an opportunity and gather momentum to attack again.

Cheng was right and wrong but didn't give Jiang Yi a chance to escape at all, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he keenly sensed a trace of qi left in the underworld, locking Jiang Yi's position.

Then, with a kick under his feet, there was a loud bang, and a two-foot-deep hole exploded in the ground, and his figure had turned into a golden streamer, with a sharp roar, appearing in front of Jiang Yi.

The speed is a few points faster than Jiang Yi, who is proficient in light skills.

Behind him, the air was squeezed and broken, forming a white wave of air visible to the naked eye.

Then, the golden iron fist slammed out at Jiang Yi with the aura of dominating the world.

Under the powerful fist force, the air within a radius of three zhang suddenly collapsed, forming a transparent vortex, and the air flow roared.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Jiang Yi could only forcibly raise ten percent of his true qi, and slashed out angrily with a knife.

While!

The black feather knife flowing with red mangs slashed at the golden iron fist, and it failed to cause the slightest damage, and was crushed by the majestic power contained in the fist.

The crimson sword burst into dots of sparks, dissipating into the air.

Jiang Yi's body turned into a crimson streamer and retreated backwards.

It's a pity that no matter how his body shape changes, Cheng can always keep up in an instant, and then punch out.

It's just a simple boxing technique, but it makes Jiang Yi feel like he has nothing to do.

He has experienced a hundred battles, but he has never been so aggrieved as he is now, and his attacks cannot hurt Cheng right or wrong, but Cheng Zheng's fist strength can crush all his attacks.

He completely fell into the upper hand and was beaten back one after another.

While! While! While! While!

The sound of the clashing of gold and iron kept ringing.

Jiang Yi's figure retreated and flashed one after another, struggling to support under the offensive of right and wrong, but there was no way to counter the other party.

No matter what subtle moves he casts, knife moves, knife qi, finger strength, and leg skills, they will all be crushed by a punch.

Burst!

Finally, after more than thirty moves, Jiang Yi was still injured by the continuous powerful fists of Cheng Right and Wrong, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and his breath was unstable.