When the red sun was empty, Chu Zheng finished a few hours of cultivation, slowly stood up and stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the west. A moment later, a figure flew from the northwest direction, it was Chen Dong who had made an appointment with him.

Chu Zheng nodded and said, "You have a general means of hiding your aura, hide it a little farther away, and you can come over again if the two of us are entangled together." ”

"You don't hide?" Chen Dong said in surprise. After saying that, he waved his hand first, "When I didn't say it." ”

At the beginning, Silence Destruction was also standing on the top of the mountain, and he could see that although Silence was calm and wise, he did things uprightly. However, such people have an appetite for themselves, and they claim to be upright. So Chen Dong immediately hid behind a mountain bag in the distance and stretched out his head.

Chen Dong hid for less than a quarter of an hour, and a figure in the western sky flew quickly, it was Wang Hong, the innate peak of Donglin Pavilion.

"Annihilation?" Wang Hong looked at Chu Zheng suspiciously, then glanced around vigilantly, and when he looked at Chu Zheng again, he already had a cruel smile on his face.

"Am I famous?" Chu Zheng looked at each other for a long time. He didn't feel the murderous aura on Wang Hong's body, which made him feel that the possibility of his guess had increased a little.

"Get out of here if you're famous or not!" Wang Hong roared angrily, but his figure was more than ten zhang away, trying to bypass Chu Zheng.

A ruthless innate peak walks around a congenital early stage, which is even more abnormal.

"You'd better stay!"

With a bang, Chu Zheng kicked the ground, his body rushed towards Wang Hong like an arrow from the string, and he threw a punch and shouted: "Kill!"

With a violent roar, the originally plain mortal-like aura suddenly rose. Strong qi and blood rushed to the sky, the wind roared, and the sonic boom exploded.

One punch, without the slightest skill, without the slightest strength, only the purest strength!

Innate peak, Chu Zheng will meet for a while!

"The grasshopper shakes the tree!" Wang Hong snorted coldly, his left foot in front and his right foot in the back, standing in the air, his right fist suddenly blasted out! Seventeen or eighteen years old, he only advanced to congenital two months ago, and he dared to do it with his own congenital peak?

Rumble!

The two fists collided, and there was a splash of force, ripples in the air, and piercing screams in the sky. The mocking expression on Wang Hong's face quickly turned into consternation, and then his qi and blood surged, and his body suddenly flew out upside down after a moment's pause.

The power of this punch is too great! It is not inferior to the late congenital stage! This is Wang Hong's only feeling.

"Wind Thunder Step!"

With a whin, Chu Zheng rushed straight at Wang Hong, and there was a faint thunder in the wind behind him.

"Take another punch from me!"

The second punch is blasted. With the blessing of wind and thunder, Chu Zheng's momentum is even stronger.

"Look for death!"

Wang Hong was furious, roared, and his upside-down flying figure suddenly slammed, and then rushed towards Chu Zheng with a roar. Innate late strength, he repelled his punch with the impact bonus, and he himself was inferior to the enemy, and he stood still in the air. Wang Hong thinks that Chu Zheng's level is good, but it is only good. The late congenital stage is only the late congenital stage, and he is the peak of the congenital stage! This punch will not beat him half to death, but also cripple him!

Rumble!

The second punch collided. Wang Hong's face turned red again.

He has already made eight points of strength in this punch, but he is still equal to the opponent, which makes him embarrassed. Fortunately, no one around saw it.

On the summit of a mountain peak not far away, Chen Dong was lying on a boulder, his chin was supported in his left hand, and he was holding a wine gourd in his right hand and sighed with admiration.

"This guy's body is really enviable. The early stage of the congenital battle is the peak of the congenital, and the strength of the body does not fall behind at all. Gee...... Half-step innate can beat me half crippled by such a powerful person, and I can also spell. The three-legged death realm in the congenital stage was born from the heart, and escaped under the sword cultivation pill at the peak of the foundation building, and killed the other party. Now it's against the innate pinnacle. Interesting. ”

After pouring a sip of wine, Chen Dong was not in a hurry to go over and besiege Wang Hong, and he wanted to use Wang Hong to practice his hands, which Chen Dong saw clearly.

Right fist to right fist, left fist to left fist, elbow to elbow, knee to knee, forearm up also collide with each other. There are no combat skills, just the most savage collision, the most powerful power, the fastest speed, and the two are completely opposed!

Wang Hong also played a real fire, and gradually did not have the slightest strength, and tried his best with one punch.

The sound of bang-bang bang was endless, and the two sides collided hundreds of times, Chu Zheng's physical strength increased rapidly, but it still gradually declined.

"Big Monument Wrestler!"

With a roar, boom, an illusory giant ape with scarlet eyes as high as a foot of purple fur appeared behind Chu Zheng, and the eyes of the giant ape were full of tyranny and ferocity.

Chu Zheng slapped out with a palm, his palm was as heavy as a mountain, and his momentum rose again. This palm does not have the ethereal of the previous big smasher, but it has a kind of domineering palm.

Bang!

Wang Hong, who gradually gained the upper hand, flew out.

Chu Zheng's palm did not have the strength of the imperial force, but this palm used the skill of a big smasher, and his attack power suddenly increased by more than ten times. This is the big smasher, this is the big smasher who feels another layer of charm!

"Look for death!"

Wang Hong was furious, and slammed his fist at Chu Zheng, who was chasing him, and roared violently: "Ten Heavy Mountains!"

A punch blasted out his right arm and suddenly soared, and Wang Hong's momentum was like a mountain.

Rumble!

The fists intersected, and Wang Hong only felt that an irresistible distance was transmitted to the fist, and there was a muffled clicking sound of the shoulder blades. Wang Hong, who was at the peak of his congenital nature, turned even redder and flew upside down.

Chu Zheng followed like a shadow and slapped his palm on the top of Wan Hong's head, and before the palm reached the palm wind, it was like Mount Tai pressing the top.

"Baizhong Mountain!" Wang Hong roared angrily, and his left fist slammed into Chu Zheng's palm from the bottom up.

Bang!

Chu Zheng's figure flew upwards diagonally, and Wang Hong fell like a meteor and smashed on the mountain peak with a bang.

"It's too much to deceive people!

With a bang, the mountains and rocks splashed, and Wang Hong rose into the sky.

"Big Monument Wrestler!"

Chu Zheng's wind thunder stepped and the wind thundered and roared, and he slapped Wang Hong with one palm.

Bang!

There was an extremely dull and muffled sound, and the surrounding air burst in all directions. Chu Zheng only felt as if a big mountain had hit the palm of his hand, and with a click, his fingers broke off the bones of his forearm, and his body flew out upside down with a thud.

Wang Hong didn't feel much better, his right arm was completely drooped, and his body that rushed up again fell down the mountain again.

Chu Zheng's heart moved, and a small piece of green berry mushroom appeared in his hand in the divine court, and he swallowed it directly.

Wang Hong's eyes were about to bulge out when he was standing on the mountain peak. Don't you bastard feel that I'm not murderous? Don't you feel like I'm playing with you?

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he took out a pill and swallowed it in a painful bite, and his expression was like biting his tongue. But no matter how painful the flesh is, you have to eat it. The bastard called Silence in front of him was a little evil, his breath changed too quickly, and the amplitude of his breath fluctuation was unheard of or unseen, and he didn't know if the killing intent was hidden or not at all, but he didn't dare to bet. And this bastard is too violent! If you don't use your strength, it's not much better than the late congenital stage!

On the mountain peak in the distance, Chen Dong sat on a small bench-high stone, crossed his arms and said, "The thousand mountains have come out...... Lao Wang really embarrassed Donglin Pavilion. ”

Chu Zheng's mana shook in the sky, his right arm and right palm recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body rushed towards Wang Hong with a move, the wind and thunder rolled under his feet in the first step, and the momentum was like a rainbow under his feet, and the second step was ethereal and ethereal.

On the mountain peak, Wang Hong's body shook, his right arm recovered to its original state, and roared angrily: "Treading the waves!"

One step out is like a leisurely walk, the second step is like a tidal surge, the third step is like a huge wave rising, and the fourth step is like a huge wave crashing on the shore.

"Treading the waves of Baizhong Mountain!" A violent roar was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and a punch burst out with great energy.

Airplanes!

The air in the sky seemed to be violently slammed into by a huge object, and a hurricane was stepping on a hundred mountains! This time, Wang Hong's murderous heart was aroused, and his energy was infused like a storm crashing on the shore.

"Poof......

Chen Dong, who was secretly watching the battle, squirted out a mouthful of wine.

"Treading the waves of the Hundred Heavy Mountains! I even used the Hundred Mountains of Treading Waves!"

Stepping on the waves is like falling waves, layered on top of each other, like the small ripples of the waves gradually converge into stormy waves. Treading the waves, Donglin Pavilion Yupin's top combat skills, Dacheng realm stepped out of nine steps, and the waves covered the sky.

Qianzhong Mountain, Donglin Pavilion Yupin's top combat skills, small into ten heavy mountains, proficient in hundred heavy mountains, large into thousands of mountains.

What Donglin Pavilion is most proud of is that the treading wave step and the thousand mountains can be superimposed on each other and complement each other.

Treading the waves of the ten mountains, the waves crashing on the shore!

Treading the waves of a hundred mountains, the waves are shocking!

Treading the waves of thousands of mountains, lawless!

"Big Monument Wrestler!"

Chu Zheng roared angrily and slapped out with one palm. This palm is ethereal, and the palm is monstrous!

Rumble!

Wang Hong stepped on the waves of Baizhong Mountain and threw the stele against Chu Zheng, and there was an earth-shattering roar, accompanied by an inaudible click. Chu Zheng's right arm burst with blood mist, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew out upside down like a broken kite.

Wang Hong's right arm was shattered, his right shoulder was broken, a mouthful of blood was swallowed alive, and it slammed on the mountain peak, directly embedded in the mountain stone.

Airplanes!

The sound of a loud and violent air current, the sky was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, and the ripples visible to the naked eye were stirring in all directions.

With this blow, the two were tied again.

"What a powerful monument wrestler!" With a pop, the blood that Wang Hong suppressed couldn't help but spurt out anymore.

This type of big monument wrestler not only has the agility and ethereal of the original big stone wrestler, so that the opponent is not able to exert force, and the breath is stagnant, and it has a heavy mountain-like huge force. Shengsheng scattered the energy emitted by Wang Hong and recoiled it into his body. At this moment, Wang Hong was already seriously injured, and he had never been seriously injured in decades.

The last time he was seriously injured was to escape under the hands of Tianzheng Sect Jin Dan, but this time he was severely injured by a teenage little congenital stage.

Chu Zheng was even worse than Wang Hong.

This treading wave of a hundred heavy mountains is higher than a wave, like the tide of the sea, the ebb and flow are endless, endless. The heavy palm power like a mountain is layered like a wave. His right arm was shattered, but his continuous strength rushed into his body, and Chu Zheng's internal organs were shattered at this moment.

This battle is a lose-lose situation!