"Boom!"

The white sword qi collided with the fist of the ghost eye, and let out a roar, and the ghost eye took three steps back in a row to dissolve the power of the sword qi, and a red mark also appeared on his fist, and the sword qi just now actually broke through his innate gang qi. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although the ghost eye was forced to retreat, the two people behind him still attacked Zhang Daoyi with an indomitable attitude, and the Dan Dao master was strong and would not be easily moved by the outside world.

"Bang!"

Seeing the two of them coming, Zhang Dao's mind was condensed, the qi and blood in his body were fighting, and his fists were punched out, like a volcanic eruption, which could not be stopped by manpower.

This is the great power of the fire seal and the mountain seal in the Eight Poles Seal, which is difficult to stop.

The Eight Pole Seals are a set of martial arts that Zhang Daoyi learned in the Tianyuan Realm, with a total of eight seals of heaven, earth, water, fire, mountain, ze, wind, and thunder, each of which has an unpredictable power.

This is the martial art created by the Tian Yuan Emperor, the number one master in the Tian Yuan Realm, when he was young, if he can understand this martial art thoroughly and make the eight seals one, he can cultivate the legendary Chaos Seal.

Once the Emperor of Tian Yuan faced a strong enemy outside the Nine Heavens, and with the power of the Chaos Seal, he broke through the Nine Heavens, and now the aftermath is still lingering.

The fists collided, and both were shaken back, leaving several lines of footprints on the concrete-poured ground.

The two masters are both masters of holding Dan and sitting on their hips, their strength is extremely condensed, and they can penetrate a steel plate more than a foot thick with a single blow with all their strength, but now they are repelled by Zhang Daoyi's volcanic seal.

"Whew!" Zhang Daoyi took a deep breath and barely calmed the boiling qi and blood in his body.

"You are the strongest among the masters I have ever seen who can break the void and see God!" The ghost glanced at Zhang Daoyi deeply and said.

"It's a pity that the two fists are still hard to beat the four hands, and you can't escape today." The ghost said with a lamented eye.

"It's not certain who will die or who will live!" Zhang Daoyi said slowly, the ghost eye is delaying time to calm down his qi and blood, how can he not.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Zhang Daoyi suddenly burst out and hit the middle-aged man closest to him.

His skin was flushed as if he could drip blood, which was the reason why his qi and blood were boiling to the extreme, making it difficult for him to hold his qi and blood.

"Earth, fire, feng shui, four seals are one!"

"Click!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly stretched out his arm to block Zhang Daoyi's fist, but there was a sound of bone cracking, although his body was strong, it was still difficult to block Zhang Daoyi's full force.

Although the arm bones were shattered by Zhang Daoyi, the middle-aged man did not panic at all, and his body trembled, like a loach drilling a hole, wanting to remove the strength of Zhang Dao's punch.

"Poof!"

Although the middle-aged man unloaded most of Zhang Daoyi's strength in time, he was still beaten and vomited blood, and most of his sternum was shattered.

Although he had a strong vitality and did not kill him directly, he lost all his combat effectiveness.

All of this happened in an instant, and the ghost eye and another master wanted to rescue him, and he was not in a hurry.

This punch is Zhang Daoyi's killer weapon, the four seals in one evolve into a small chaos, although it cannot be compared with the chaos seal after the eight seals are one, but it is not something that ordinary people can take.

"Rachel!"

The ghost eye has attacked again, turning his palm into a knife, and there is a momentum of cutting everything.

This is the ancient martial arts of Fuso, Rachel, from the Hokage-ryu, one of the five major schools of Fuso, and legend has it that it is a school that inherits the will of fire.

Where the leaves fly, the fire will inevitably shine, the light of the fire will illuminate the genre, and the leaves will sprout again.

"Eight Gate Dunjia!"

Another middle-aged man also attacked, he looked very similar to the middle-aged man who was injured by Zhang Daoyi, the only difference was that his hair was white.

"All seven doors are open!"

The closer the middle-aged man got to Zhang Daoyi, the stronger the qi and blood fluctuations in his body became, and when he was less than a meter away from Zhang Daoyi, his heartbeat was already beating like a war drum.

This is Fusang's ancient martial arts eight Dunjia, and it is also inherited from the Hokage Stream, this is a set of martial arts that folds longevity, and each opening will greatly enhance its own strength, but it will greatly consume the origin of the body, and the reason why the middle-aged man is full of gray hair is probably the reason for the excessive consumption of the origin.

In the midst of lightning, Zhang Daoyi took a step back.

The soul is imprinted, the fist and the palm knife collide, and the fist collides.

Between the swings of the fists, the shadows of the four fists are heavy, and there is no dead end.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion came, a huge air flow swirled and collided, and the huge room was full of fists, and Lin Qingzhu subconsciously covered his nightdress.

Between the constant collisions, Zhang Daoyi's lower body did not shake in the slightest, and he was imprinted on the ground, and he was as immobile as the earth.

"Didi!"

Drops of bright red blood oozed from Zhang Daoyi's eyebrows and fell to the ground, and he couldn't control the qi and blood in his body anymore.

"Take my punch!" At this moment, Luo Zhi's loud shouts suddenly came, and the white-haired middle-aged man was entangled by Luo Zhi, which greatly reduced Zhang Daoyi's pressure, and Luo Zhi finally arrived at this critical moment.

Luo Zhi practiced the monkey boxing in Xingyi boxing, and there was a monkey flavor in every gesture, just like a monkey who had cultivated into a human form, which was the embodiment of practicing boxing to the bones.

The monkey nature jumps out, and Luo Zhi's monkey fist is the same, every move and style is like a whimsy, which is difficult to understand.

The pressure was greatly reduced, Zhang Dao stepped out one step at a time, his mind was sealed, his right hand was raised above his head, and he slashed straight down.

The heavenly seal is vast, and this blow is like the sky falling, enveloping the ghost one-law eye.

The ghost has a magic eye but does not have the slightest fear, the mind is as quiet as water, every move and every style of the knife is like a heavenly knife descending into the world, Lei Che turned the sky into a knife, and obtained it is the meaning of the heavens, and now he is used by the ghost a magic eye to make him like the thunder god in the world, there is an inexplicable sense of majesty.

"Boom!"

The fist collided with the palm knife, and there was a roar again, and with Zhang Daoyi's force, the ghost eye quickly retreated, and then grabbed the middle-aged man who was beaten by Zhang Daoyi, and jumped out of the window directly.

And the middle-aged man who was entangled with Luo Zhi was not in love, so he got rid of Luo Zhi's entanglement in a few minutes and left quickly.

Zhang Daoyi didn't chase it, he was shocked when he killed the middle-aged man just now, and now he is powerless to chase it.

"Are you alright?" Lin Qingzhu ran over and asked at this time.

"It's fine!" As he spoke, Zhang Daoyi shook his body one by one, shaking off the blood on his eyebrows.

"If you have any clothes, get me one." Zhang Daoyi asked about his clothes that had been shattered in the fierce battle just now, and now his upper body was still naked.

"You're about the same size as my father, I'll go get you one."

"It's really troublesome for you little brother this time, I didn't expect that even the young master of the Baqi Society would come out in person!" Luo Zhi came to Zhang Daoyi's side and thanked him.

"Don't thank me, take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and trade fairly!" Zhang Daoyi waved his hand.

"And this time, the ghost came out in person, it should have come for me."

"When you see a genius, you want to strangle it, and the people of Fusang are really vicious and difficult to change!" Luo Zhi's tone was full of hatred when he mentioned Fusang.