The master of the Qi Refining Realm can already release the aura, and with the blessing of the aura, the fist gives birth to the fist, the sword gives birth to the sword qi, and the power skyrockets, this punch, the fist shadow has not arrived, the fist gang arrives first, and it slammed into Zhang Qingfeng's chest.

Although Zhang Qingfeng is the reincarnation of the Qing Emperor, how can he cultivate to a low level, his strength is weak, and now he has gone through several battles in a row, his physical strength is overdrawn, and his legs are as heavy as lead, and he is unable to dodge at all.

In desperation, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, silently recited the ghost shadow step tips in his heart, and exerted force on the soles of his feet, at the moment when the third prince's fist hit his arm, the person had risen from the ground, and with the help of force, he flew out of more than ten meters with the dexterity of four or two thousand catties, and fell to the ground lightly, staggered a few steps, and barely fell.

The punch that he thought he was going to kill failed to succeed, and a flash of surprise flashed in the cold eyes of the third prince.

He left Quanyang City to envoy to the Qin State for four months, and as soon as he returned to the palace, he caught up with Zhou Yuan to hunt, and hurriedly brought people into the hunting ground, so he didn't know anything about Zhang Qingfeng's rise to the record.

Although I had seen Zhang Qingfeng's strength just now, I didn't realize until I made a personal move that I still seemed to underestimate this heir to the Hou of Wu'an's Mansion who didn't know when to take off his waste hat.

The surprise only lasted for a short moment, and the third prince was completely enraged.

He also stepped on the ghost shadow step, turned into a streamer, and crashed into Zhang Qingfeng.

Disheveled!

Zhang Qingfeng was knocked out for the second time, and after landing, he took seven or eight steps back, stood unsteadily, staggered, knelt on one knee, and spurted out a mouthful of dirty blood.

"Die!"

The third prince's eyes were blood-red, and his anger was surging, and he knocked Zhang Qingfeng out for the third time.

This time, Zhang Qingfeng directly lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth, but he quickly got up again.

The third prince crashed into Zhang Qingfeng for the fourth time, and the Red Sun Fist was ninety percent powerful, using all violent killing moves, but he still failed to kill Zhang Qingfeng, and was narrowly escaped by him with crossed arms and ingenious body skills.

Four punches, but they couldn't break through Zhang Qingfeng's simple defensive move, and the fist smashed on the crossed arm, like hitting a spring, and like smashing on cotton, making the third prince have an indescribable feeling of depression and nowhere to vent his anger.

"I'd like to see if you can resist a few punches!"

The spirit qi in the body of the three princes, who was really angry and was known as the top three martial arts in the younger generation of the Great Zhou Kingdom, frantically poured into his arms, and his fists were actually covered with a layer of earthy yellow halo!

Zhang Qingfeng couldn't dodge, he could only resist with his body, which made it unnecessary for the third prince to care about the exquisite and ingenious moves, as long as he shot with all his strength, he wanted to use his strong and strong fist strength to shock Zhang Qingfeng, who was seriously injured and vomited blood.

The fist wind is rising, and the dust and grass clippings are shaking the sky.

The impact roared, and the brocade robe and green clothes were folded together.

Zhang Qingfeng was blown away again and again, struggling to stand up again and again, the placket on his chest was as red as blood, and his delicate face was as pale as paper, but his eyes became brighter and deeper, and he faintly flashed with a crazy and blazing light.

The third prince was shocked again and again by Zhang Qingfeng's ability to resist attacks beyond ordinary people, and he couldn't understand why this simple cross arm could resist the full bombardment of his Qi Refining Realm.

What's more, what he used was the key to the bronze-level boxing technique "Red Sun Fist Sutra"!

There was no time to think about the subtlety of Zhang Qingfeng's defensive moves, the three princes swung their fists violently, and the weather aura was pulled by his fist wind, heavy as a mountain, and bombarded Zhang Qingfeng again.

This time, Zhang Qingfeng did not resist with cross-arms, but suddenly inserted the Rat King blade that he had been holding in his hand as an arm guard into his waist, turned his hands into palms, and slapped out of the fists of the three princes.

The third prince had long seen that the white dagger that Zhang Qingfeng had been holding upside down in his hand was strange, and his arm was not broken by himself, and these two daggers made of unknown metal contributed a lot, but now he actually fought with himself with his bare hands, isn't this looking for death?

The three princes strode forward, shaking the earth like a muffled thunder, and with each step, a dust dragon rolled up behind them.

Zhang Qingfeng retracted with one palm, with the palm facing inward, and pushed out with one palm, with the palm facing outward.

And there was a vision in the heavens and the earth.

With Zhang Qingfeng's palm as the center, thousands of palm shadows appeared, like a big net, like a palm wall, and a large array of palm shadows condensed, overwhelmingly smashed out. This palm shadow array is famous, saying: King Kong!

The pupils of the third prince contracted sharply, although he didn't know how Zhang Qingfeng did it, but he made up his mind to drop ten times with one force, without any fancy means, when he was five meters apart, his body twisted sideways, and he slammed it down with one punch.

Zhang Qingfeng swayed the fist that destroyed the city and shook the mountain with one palm, his feet fell into the ground several times past his knees, and the palm of the tower was stacked on the back of his palm, and he didn't dodge or dodge to carry this punch.

The surrounding space was torn apart, and chaos was abound.

The three princes were angry, pressed again and again, Zhang Qingfeng's wound burst out, the blood and water splashed all over his body, and he quickly passed the feather arrows, the dust behind the three princes rolled like a huge wave, Zhang Qingfeng's palm array was condensed, not to do that redundant offensive, but to use the aura in the fist of the three princes to support the King Kong array, to touch this person who can only be understood by the master of the Xuandan Realm and the formation spirit rhino!

The third prince kicked out, the expressionless Zhang Qingfeng slapped down with his right palm, and pushed his left palm to the chest of the third prince, neither slapping the kick, nor touching the gorgeous brocade robe, Zhang Qingfeng just removed some strength, and then swept back in vain, cutting a furrow on the ground with both heels and knives.

Without waiting for Zhang Qingfeng to stand still and breathe, the third prince swept his whip leg to his neck.

Zhang Qingfeng leaned over his shoulders and blocked it with both hands, just looking at the trembling amplitude of the air distortion, he knew that the momentum of this foot was heavy, Zhang Qingfeng's whole person sank half a foot, and the mud was not up to his knees.

As soon as the third prince jumped into the air, stepped on Zhang Qingfeng's shoulder, pushed him down half a foot for the third time, looking at Zhang Qingfeng, who was undoubtedly dead, he finally let out a bad breath, and sneered: "It's really stupid to have these two sharp blades by your side, not to take people's heads with divine weapons, but to do the mayflies that shake the tree's defense array." ”

The third prince rose into the air again, his toes were straight and parallel to his legs and knees, and he stepped down fiercely!

This move is called 'Eagle Step', heavy and powerful, under the infusion of aura, the toes are as hard as an iron pestle, if they are stepped on, the bones will be broken and the tendons will be broken, and the heavy will die on the spot.

Zhang Qingfeng's legs couldn't move, obviously there was no way to avoid it, but just when the third prince rose to the highest point, he suddenly bent down and hit the ground with both palms, his body bent like a bow, and he popped forward violently, and the ground was already a zhang away!

Zhang Qingfeng, who had escaped the killing blow of the three princes, oozed black blood from the corners of his mouth, and said vaguely: "I once drunk and whipped a famous horse. ”

The third prince of the eagle stepped into the air, and the fist wind suddenly rose, and slammed into Zhang Qingfeng's back mercilessly, the fist gang tore the air, and the storm was like thunder, he didn't even hear Zhang Qingfeng's next sentence clearly, "I used to throw a thousand dollars when I was young." ”

A punch slammed into Zhang Qingfeng's back, and the not tall body flew out like a kite with a broken string. The landing is ten feet away!

Zhang Qingfeng knelt on one knee on the mud ground, turned his back to the three princes, crossed his hands, and flicked the handle of the Rat King's blade in his waist, "I swore to avenge my blood." ”

Zhang Qingfeng held the handle of the Rat King blade with both hands, bent his knees slightly, put his fingers together with both hands, slowly turned his head, his eyes were like knives, and Sen Han approached the third prince.

"I used to kill and refine qi every day!"