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The boxing god looked at Ou Yangming, and suddenly threw a punch towards the sky.

This punch was thrown, and the surrounding area was already chaotic, and the sky fell apart at that time, and the sand and rocks flew away.

The unrivaled fist hit the ghost fork and a group of debris in the sky, and instantly smashed them to pieces, which was extremely terrifying!

The continuous screams in the sky and the falling rain of blood intertwined a bloody song, turning this place into a hell of a nose.

A punch smashed all the people and debris above, and the sun shone down, but the blood and water on the ground were mixed with broken bones, how to look at it, how to make people feel cold.

"Boy, I don't care what god you are! For the sake of our father and son, go to death!! ”

After the explosion, the boxing god clenched his right fist and approached Ou Yangming with a thunderous momentum.

The fist god seemed to have turned into a huge fist, and wherever he passed, the blocker was invincible, vowing to blast Ou Yangming to pieces with one blow.

Ou Yangming crossed his arms and instantly blocked in front of him.

In a short fight, the fist god slammed into Ou Yangming's arm. But he only felt as if he had punched a mountain, and did not shake it in the slightest. He hurriedly pumped his fist, his left fist burst out, and he attacked again!

As soon as this punch came out, it was full of energy, and all the items within a radius of ten zhang immediately exploded.

The domineering of the fist can be seen.

The god of boxing is full of confidence in his punch, he has absolute confidence, even if there is a mountain in front of him, he can break it!

Ling Yan's fist struck again, and that suffocating feeling surged into the hearts of all the onlookers, but Ou Yangming had no intention of dodging.

The fist collided with the arm again, and there were three muffled thunderous sounds in a row.

The ghost fork Luo, who was slightly weaker, was shocked to the point of bleeding to death.

At the moment, both of them can be called peerless masters, and they are also their own titles with divine characters.

There is absolutely no god watching the battle in a high-rise building, and there is also a secret way in his heart.

I don't know if the boxing god can dominate the world, or the fire cloud evil god can be undefeated in Jinzhong.

In an instant, the fist god threw three punches in a row, and the stone slab under the battle between the two suddenly shattered, and the violent gravel shot countless people to death not far away.

After throwing three punches in a row, the boxing god quickly pulled back, unloaded all the power of the shock, and knelt on one knee on the ground.

On the other hand, Ou Yangming was still standing in place, and the golden armor on his body did not even have a white mark.

Seeing this scene, the absolute gods and the boxing gods were dumbfounded.

However, the boxing god reacted immediately and said excitedly: "Okay! That's great! You are the first one in the world who can block Lao Tzu's three punches unscathed. Fire Cloud Evil God, where are you from? I wonder what kind of place can give birth to such a powerful character as you! ”

Ou Yangming looked at the excited Fist Dao God and said, "Middle Earth Shenzhou." ”

When the boxing god heard Ou Yangming say that he was from the Central Plains, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with anger on his face: "Phew! You are from the Central Plains, and you dare to step into my eastern soil, it is really beyond your strength! Today, Lao Tzu is going to cut you with a thousand knives and break your corpse into thousands of pieces!! ”

"Howl!"

The God of Boxing Dao said that, he burst into a shout again, like a god of death, and pounced on Ou Yangming again, and for a while, the momentum was unparalleled.

In an instant, countless fist shadows immediately poured towards Ou Yangming's body from all directions, like a sea of mountains.

Ou Yangming's eyes were cold as he looked at the punch that was attacking him, and he didn't move like a mountain.

The fist hit the flesh, and immediately like a series of fireworks exploded, the crackling sound was endless. The smoke and dust brought up by the fist strength of the fist god of the fist quickly submerged the two of them, so that the gods could not see clearly how the two warring sides were fighting.

After a while, the sound went out, causing the absolute godless heart to tense slightly.

In an instant, there was a thunderclap, and a figure was blasted out of smoke, only to see the figure crash into countless buildings along the way, and finally sank into a wall and stopped.

The absolute god looked at it and found that this figure turned out to be a boxing god!

He looked at the smoke again, only to see that Ou Yangming was maintaining this punching posture.

With his golden armor, there is really a feeling of being a fierce general in the world.

The boxing god was deep in the wall, and after he was invaded by Ou Yangming's fist power, his face turned red, his whole body swelled, and the strange flesh of that body made people feel cold.

"Ahem!"

The boxing god coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, which made him feel a lot better.

"Huoyun Evil God, your fist is really strong."

Ou Yangming withdrew his fist, since the twelve levels of the Golden Bell Jar Dacheng, this body strength is surprisingly great. Coupled with his own unmatched internal strength, ordinary punches can exert great power, which is simply the best example of one force to ten meetings.

So some martial arts moves are not needed for him, since he can kill people with one punch, why is he doing some indifferent moves?

"You're not bad, you can actually take my punch."

The fist god violently stirred up his internal strength, and he saw blood lines ejaculating from the pores of his body, and the feeling of swelling in himself quickly disappeared.

"Huoyun Evil God, Lao Tzu can't just take your punch!"

The body of the fist god shook, the wall suddenly shattered, his figure flashed, and he had already stretched out his hands in the air and slashed at Ou Yangming's head.

Ou Yangming turned sideways slightly, and the volley blow of the boxing god was a miss. He secretly said no, squinted his eyes and looked up, and saw a big golden foot stepping on his face.

After the head of the boxing god was stepped on by Ou Yangming, he immediately supported the ground with both hands, wanting to get up. It's a pity that no matter how hard he tried, he didn't let Ou Yangming's feet have the slightest upward trend.

Ou Yangming said to the boxing god who was trampled under his feet: "The god of fists? What about your fist to the void? ”

With that, he used his right foot hard, and the boxing god was deeply stepped into the stone slab, and countless stones collapsed.

"This Fire Cloud Evil God is so powerful, even the Fist Dao God can't break his golden bell jar, and he has no power to fight back when he beats him!"

When the god finished speaking, he closed his eyes, not knowing what he was pondering.

Ou Yangming withdrew his right foot and said to the fist god whose head was buried in the stone slab, "How about giving you a chance?" Let me see the void of your fist. ”

The boxing god stood up with his hands on the ground, his eyes waited for Ou Yangming, and said, "You will definitely regret it!" I want you to die! Die! Die!! ”

Ou Yangming looked at the angry fist god, smiled sarcastically at him, pointed to his chest and said, "Come, hit here." ”

The boxing god raised his own power to the peak, his hands clenched like hammers, and volleyed at Ou Yangming like a thunderbolt.

Punch the void - the fist is immeasurable!

While!!

The heavy hammer slashed on top of Ou Yangming's golden helmet, making a loud noise, but unfortunately the fist god returned again in vain.

"Damn!! Lao Tzu must let you die! ”

The fist god let out a beastly roar, frantically squeezing the internal strength of his whole body, only to see his whole body muscles burst, and his face showed an extremely distorted expression. It seems that the boxing god who is crazy about squeezing his own internal strength is not so comfortable.

The boxing god took a step forward, and his right fist was wrapped in surging internal strength, and slammed into Ou Yangming's face door with the posture of opening mountains and cracking stones.

Punch the Void - Twelve Successes!

This punch was struck, and it actually brought out layers of flames, which shows how fierce its fist was.

Rumble!

The fist struck on Ou Yangming's golden face, and an unparalleled fist burst out, shaking the items within a dozen zhang around the two of them into powder.

Seeing this scene, his heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly looked over, wanting to know the result.

Has the golden armor been broken by this fierce punch?!