Before Gu Qingfeng could sort out the situation, Abigail, who was knocked away, hadn't stood up yet, and Song Yanhai's figure had already flashed in front of Abigail, but he still punched it.

Abigail was suddenly hit before, and he ate the secret loss of Song Yanhai's seemingly simple punch, and he was not convinced, looking at the direction of the punch, Abigail's body was discharged, and he abandoned the cross sword, and his right fist was wrapped in the power of holy light, and he actually met it.

The two fists hit together, making a silent popping sound, Song Yanhai and Abigail each stepped back, Song Yanhai only took two steps back, and Abigail got out a long way, and under the tin can, his face was red, obviously suffering a secret loss.

Song Yanhai made a very domineering name, cannon fist!

This cannon fist is strong when it is strong, the fist is like a cannonball, not only the speed is fast, the power is large, but also the attribute of an explosion, the cannon fister, belongs to fire, is a gas in the human body of the opening and closing, such as the ancient medicine filled in the cannon chamber, open like a cannonball, gunpowder explodes in the chamber, the shell instantly protrudes, its sex is the most fierce and fierce.

The power of light on Abigail's fist seemed to block Song Yanhai's internal strength, but Song Yanhai's fist power had already exploded on impact, penetrating deep into the flesh, even if it was a thick defense, it couldn't withstand such dark energy.

"Come again!"

Getting up, Abigail strode out, a slightly awkward sentence protruding from his mouth, and sending another punch.

Between breaths, Abigail's breath turned, a burst of fire was flourishing, and the heat was rolling endlessly, but this punch was like Song Yanhai's three points, and he was actually studying at this moment.

It's just that. The corners of Song Yanhai's mouth showed a hint of contempt, and the strength of the cannon fist sank inside, and he collided with Abigail again. This time, Abigail simply withdrew a few steps, and even under the protection of the knight's armor, the bone of his right hand was still broken a few inches.

However, Abigail did not show a painful voice, and a cardinal behind him put his hands in a prayer position, and then a white light enveloped Abigail. The wound on his hand was healed in a matter of moments.

"Come again!"

Abigail set up his position, clenched his fists and waited.

"Hahaha......" Song Yanhai laughed, "Okay." Your Western sect is also a bit interesting, bloody, take my third punch. ”

Looking at Song Yanhai's fist strength mixed with the sound of breaking the sky, Abigail, just like him, rolled up his right fist and blasted away with the power of the Heavenly Fire of Judgment belonging to the archangel. The two fists slammed together again. Like thunder. A gust of wind spread through the center of the two of them, and the punch was so close that Abigail didn't back down, but the price he paid for it was that his right arm was broken.

Fist touch, people divided.

"You're interesting, Your Majesty may have some thoughts about you, but that's for another time. I can finally have a comfortable fight today, boy. I'm going to do it all now. ”

The cannon fist has a short diameter, fast speed, but great lethality, and with internal strength, it can be said that it is caught off guard, so it needs to complement each other with the pace of swimming. Song Yanhai's cannon fist has already reached the realm of perfection, and his body technique with the strength of the cannon fist is naturally not bad.

As soon as the words fell, Song Yanhai's body was certain, and he had already attacked and killed him. The momentum of the cannon fist, borrowing strength, with the high fight, in addition to the fiery strength, the fusion of the three forces of "twisting, collapsing, and smashing" is extremely domineering.

For a while, Abigail could only dodge as best he could, and even burst out with the power of light to resist the strength of his fists, and occasionally punched him, which was also able to block some of Song Yanhai's attacks. Song Yanhai's speed and fist power were quite infiltrating after letting go of his hand, and the cannon fist could block the punch, but it couldn't stop the strength, and there were two cardinals behind him who were helping Abigail recover, although this was considered resistant, but I was afraid that it would not last long.

Wind chasing cannon, lying heart cannon, chain cannon, cupola cannon......

Song Yanhai fought happily, and seemed to know that this Western foreigner with a tin canned food had thick skin, and couldn't help but increase the output of internal force, and every punch seemed to smash open the space, and the fist wind was scattered.

Abigail's tin can was smashed with a tom sound, which made people's eardrums hurt when they heard it, and the violent popping sound made Gu Qingfeng feel cold, imagining what it would be like if these fists could resist and if they fell on him.

The fight here was fierce, and some onlookers from afar were also in a cold sweat.

"Damn, isn't this guy engaged in information trading? Why is it so violent? Some people who are not very familiar with Song Yanhai exclaimed.

"If it's just buying and selling information, how many big factions do you think will keep them alive until now, background? Don't underestimate Yunkong Gate, don't look at their Yunkong Gate is a gathering place for second-rate ruffians with petty theft to the outside world, but the inheritors of ancient martial arts like Song Yanhai are more perverted than the other, and there was once a Jin Dan period who was going to be hard because he peeked at some of their information sources and refused to pay, and he was beaten to death! ”

"Isn't it, Jindan? Beaten to death? ”

"Ancient martial arts are no worse than cultivation, and there are many predecessors who break the void, but there is one more moat in this world, and all parties are stuck at that stage, but ...... Perhaps, that moat is about to be opened! ”

"Yes...... Is it? ”

"The world is in chaos, I'm afraid that the gods and immortals will not be too far away......"

At the moment when these people were watching, in the depths of the Qin Emperor's tomb, in the still closed room, on a nine-dragon chariot, the black figure seemed to be trembling a little, and the five elements drawn by the heaven and earth vitality surrounded this figure, like an active elf, cheering and jumping.

"Hey......"

With an inexplicable sigh, the five elements qi that surrounded that figure suddenly shook, and then frantically surged towards that figure, and this sudden convergence of the five elements actually centered on this figure, forming a vortex like a black hole, producing an indescribable powerful suction.

This suction force crossed the thick walls of the dungeon, and even many sealing runes, frantically devouring more heaven and earth breath, whether it was the yin qi that had been precipitated underground for thousands of years, or the yang qi that was scattered, or the various energies that burst out from the battles in various regions in order to snatch the treasures, or even Ye Hongjin's side, the sword qi of Gu Qingfeng's qi, and the power of Abigail's holy spirit......

This suction force crossed countless barriers in an instant, directly encompassing all the underground and aboveground spaces of the entire Qin Emperor's Tomb, except for the mist that seeped through the cracks in the abyss of the Difu, this suction engulfed all the breath that could turn into the five elements.

Song Yanhai suddenly withdrew his hand, then jumped into the air, leaving Abigail, but intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Ye Hongjin's direction, because the suction force did not touch Ye Hongjin's side, and seemed to have bypassed there.

"Your Majesty, this is the general trend, you, it's time to recover!" (To be continued.) )