Chapter 19 The Golden Wheel that was knocked away by Zhang Qian followed a strange arc and returned to the Golden Wheel King, and was reached out into his hand by the Golden Wheel King, at this time the Golden Wheel King looked extremely ugly, he didn't expect that Zhang Qian was not only alive, but also his strength was not affected, but it also improved a lot, and the thing that broke four wheels with five punches alone was something that Zhang Qian couldn't do before.

"Golden Wheel, Death!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Qian had already rushed to the front of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and his hammer-like fist smashed towards the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

As soon as the Golden Wheel Dharma King's hand flipped over, the Golden Wheel that he had just received was in front of him.

Burst!

Zhang Qian's fist smashed on the golden wheel, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King only felt that his hand was numb, and at the same time, a force like a needle prick pierced his fist, making him can't help but let go. With a bang, the golden wheel in his hand couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

Zhang Qian didn't stop for half a minute, and his right foot was like a giant axe, slashing towards the Golden Wheel Dharma King. After all, the Golden Wheel Dharma King is a master, and he has rich combat experience, although it was a little unexpected, he still put his elbow in front of him in time to block Zhang Qian's leg. However, the huge force from Zhang Qian's leg made him retreat again and again, and there was a tingling pain on his elbow, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

The reason why the Golden Wheel Dharma King was so unbearable was entirely because he saw the dark energy in the national art for the first time. Unguarded, so caught off guard. Especially Zhang Qian's strength is so strong and his strength is so strong. With such a powerful force condensed into a force and struck out in a dark way, the Golden Wheel Dharma King was naturally unbearable.

At this time, the Golden Wheel Dharma King's right hand and left arm became bruised and swollen, and the dark energy still wanted to drill into his body, but fortunately, the true qi in his body was activated in time, which counteracted the attack of the dark energy.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" His Holiness was shocked.

"This is the martial art that kills you!" Zhang Qian burst into a shout, and the person had already rushed to the front of the Golden Wheel Dharma King again, and smashed the Golden Wheel Dharma King again like a hammer with a fierce punch.

Boom!

Because he had already suffered two losses from dark energy, this time, King Jinlun was much more cautious, and his true qi gathered in his hand, and with a bang, with the help of Zhang Qian's fist. This time, because of the offset of true qi, Zhang Qian's dark energy effect was offset by seventy or eighty percent, although it still made the Golden Wheel Dharma King feel a slight stinging pain in his palm, but it was no big deal.

However, this was also expected by Zhang Qian, although the national art is magical, but the true qi of the internal strength is more mysterious, so it can block the dark energy, but it does not surprise Zhang Qian. Moreover, Zhang Qian never thought that he could kill the Golden Wheel Dharma King by relying on dark energy.

Although the dark energy could not be effective against the guarded Golden Wheel Dharma King, Zhang Qian still did not have any pause, his hands were like two black iron hammers, and he continued to smash towards the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Zhang Qian's move is extremely simple, that is, one word, smash, with supreme strength, with a crushing posture towards the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

His hands are like hammers, his legs are like axes, simple and rough, direct and domineering, constantly attacking the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and every blow can make a loud bang.

Seeing this, the people next to him couldn't help but be horrified, and secretly wondered how much power Zhang Qian's fist had. At this moment, these people around them already knew that Zhang Qian didn't have any subtle moves, and he was completely overpowering people with force. No matter how subtle your moves are, Zhang Qian punched over, directly destroying your attacks and destroying your defenses with absolute power, which made some people who held their own subtle moves depressed and had the urge to vomit blood.

Guo Jing looked at Zhang Qian, who was like a mad demon in the battle, but he felt his blood boiling, his eighteen palms of dragon descent and Zhang Qian's attack method were similar. It's just that when he was competing in Zhongnan Mountain, although Zhang Qian had a brutal strength, he didn't have the same clever way of exerting strength as the eighteen palms of the dragon.

Now it seems that although Zhang Qian's attack method is similar to before, he has obviously mastered a clever way of exerting strength similar to the eighteen palms of the dragon, which has improved Zhang Qian's strength a lot. Guo Jing is patriotic, but he is also a person from the rivers and lakes, and he is also happy about the battle, and at this time he can't help but want to fight with Zhang Qian.

And Lu Wushuang was the most excited one among everyone at this time, because Lu Wushuang and Zhang Qian were in the same lineage, and they also cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, which specialized in cultivating flesh, and did not have the slightest true qi. also has the power method of Wing Chun, but Zhang Qian's Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong cultivation level is higher than that of Lu Wushuang, and at the same time, his mastery of Wing Chun is also deeper than that of Lu Wushuang.

Therefore, Lu Wushuang looked at Zhang Qian's happy battle, but he felt a lot, and the blood in his body was boiling, the bottleneck of the Dragon Elephant Praruo Gong, which had already reached the bottleneck and took at least a year to break through, had become impatient, and Lu Wushuang could even detect that as long as she went back and continued to practice hard for three days, she would definitely be able to break through the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong and enter the fourth layer.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King constantly passively resisted Zhang Qian's attacks, and he was always in a defensive state. Zhang Qian's every punch and kick was able to be taken by the Golden Wheel Dharma King. But on the contrary, Zhang Qian's every punch and kick is full of power. Although he was able to take Zhang Qian's attack, every time he received Zhang Qian's attack, the Golden Wheel Dharma King felt his qi and blood churning, and his internal organs were faintly shaken.

At this time, the face of the Golden Wheel Dharma King was already red, his bare head was covered with beads of sweat, his eyes were prominent, he was already covered with bloodshots, and the clothes on his body were all wet with sweat, and they were tightly attached to his body.

When Huo Du, the disciple of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, saw that his master the Golden Wheel Dharma King was defeated by Zhang Qian, he quietly slipped away while everyone was paying attention to the battle between Zhang Qian and the Golden Wheel Dharma King in the martial arts, and quietly slipped away with Huo Du, as well as Elder Peng, who had betrayed the beggar gang before and followed the Golden Wheel Dharma King to the Great Victory Pass, one of these two was as cunning as a fox and the other was cunning and cunning, knowing that if they stayed here, there would definitely be no good end, so they sneaked away directly.

"Drink!"

Zhang Qian let out a loud shout, and the strength of his whole body was twisted into a rope, and under the push of his muscles, all of them were attached to his right fist, and then he struck out fiercely towards the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Boom!

Zhang Qian's fist hit the arm of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and he was directly interrupted by Zhang Qian's punch when he resisted Zhang Qian's arm again and again, and then drove straight into it and hammered heavily into the heart of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

With a pop, the Golden Wheel Dharma King spurted out a mouthful of blood, the bones at the mouth of his heart were completely shattered, and a broken heart actually shot out of his vest.

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