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Yan Nantian is known as the world's first swordsman, famous for his sword, but it is not that he is not good at fist and foot kung fu, this set of dragon and tiger overlord boxing is a set of powerful boxing techniques he used in the early days, the fist is like a dragon and a tiger leaping, mighty and powerful.

Mengyuan jumped up, its momentum was like a crane soaring into the sky, his body was in the air, and he used the move of a spirit bird soaring, like a dexterous bird, circling in the air, and suddenly swooped down with the momentum of wind and thunder, and his hands and feet drove the air, and let out a "woo" scream.

Yan Nantian did not move in place, as if he had put on a hard posture, until the strong wind reached the top, his body sat back slightly, took half a step diagonally under his feet, and raised his palm, like the king of heaven, as soon as he grasped his fist, he was ready to strike out.

Meng Yuan was taken aback, with such a simple posture, Yan Nantian didn't know how much better he was compared to Gui Xinshu. If he continues to attack, I'm afraid that the first move will taste the taste of Yan Nantian's heavy punch.

His skills are also very good, originally this blow, it was his feet, falling in a spiral, stepping on Yan Nantian's shoulders, if he didn't have time to change his moves, he just rushed into the gap opened in Yan Nantian's chest, seeing that he saw the old with a move, he once again revealed his light skills in the world.

I saw that his body was bent in the air, he bent over, lowered his head, closed his abdomen, and blew out a breath. He carried internal force in this breath, and its heat was like burning, spraying directly into Yannan Tianmian Gate, and relying on this breath, his body suddenly paused in the air.

Then, his waist and abdomen bowed, his legs curled up, and his whole body suddenly became head and foot, his arms were staggered, his forearms were cut off like two knives, and his original body was rotating, so he turned from Yan Nantian's left side to the right side. The strong wind blowing in his arms made Yan Nantian's hair fly.

"Good move."

Yan Nantian praised it, Meng Yuan's move could come over, even he was a little surprised, and when he threw a punch, the two of them took a hard hit.

Yan Nan's nature is like fire, his fists, of course, are deadly, and Meng Yuan's hundred bird palms require the use of all body strength for every move, although the two of them are fighting, there is no killing intent, but the moves of his subordinates are not compromised. Yan Nantian knew from a few months of conversation that this Mr. Meng's martial arts level was extremely high, and he was not far behind himself in terms of moves, so he didn't mean to underestimate him. As for Meng Yuan, for a peerless master like Yan Nantian, of course, he doesn't need to show mercy to his subordinates.

As a result, this fight was far more thrilling than imagined.

Yan Nantian Fist is like his person, vertical and horizontal, strong and powerful, strong and domineering, unparalleled in the world. The wedding dress is paired with the Dragon and Tiger Overlord Fist, like a very clever blacksmith, wielding two sledgehammers. Meng Yuan's body is extremely agile, rushing high and falling, with both hands and feet, like four fast knives slashing in a row, full of momentum, fighting fast, more like a monster with many hands and feet.

The square land where the two fought was full of energy, or as fierce as a storm, or as dignified as Mount Tai.

Yan Nantian became more and more excited, he was like a beast that had been imprisoned for too long, and suddenly got the freedom he longed for, and gradually, between his fists and feet, he began to bring a momentum of catharsis, like a fire, like soju, which made the man's blood roar and boil. His fist is like a whirlpool in the sea, as if to contain a qiē and devour a qiē.

For example, according to the calculation method of the main god space, Yan Nantian's strength is definitely more than 2000, while Meng Yuan's strength is only about 700, and the difference in three times the absolute strength makes Meng Yuan feel like he is hitting a wall, an iron wall. His hands and feet, no matter how hard he attacked, he couldn't break through Yan Nantian's defense, and he couldn't attack with a single move.

On the contrary, he felt suffocated gradually, Yan Nantian's iron fist was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

"Power suppression" This is a direct expression of the huge difference in strength, and in such a direct battle, Yan Nantian's absolute superiority has begun to show itself.

"Brother Yan is really powerful, after beating these dozens of times, our bodies are hot, and below, the younger brother is going to use the drunken golden crow." Meng Yuan found that his offensive had been completely suppressed by Yan Nantian, and he suddenly took advantage of the momentum, jumped high, and said loudly in the air.

"I'm about to learn my brother's drunken golden crow." Yan Nantian raised his head when he heard the sound and laughed loudly.

Meng Yuan laughed wildly, and the laughter revealed incomparable freedom, as if he had let go of the shackles in his heart, and his momentum suddenly went to a new level. His body, drunk in the air, swayed like a drink, pulling out a series of stacked figures.

"The Fall of the Great Star" is the seventh style of the drunken golden crow.

Meng Yuan suddenly opened his limbs in the air, and at that moment, the strength of his hands and feet sounded a thunderclap in this big iron house.

It seems to be a larger body, accompanied by a series of falling afterimages, hands, elbows, feet, knees, eight points, turned into eight sharp winds, plus the momentum that fell in the sky, it was like a mountain, and the sky fell towards Yannan Tianshu.

Yan Nantian's face changed slightly, at this moment, he actually felt danger, and even a little fear.

But more than that, it was excitement, it was a feeling of encountering a strong enemy, and his blood was completely boiling, and he seemed to have returned to the era of sixteen years ago, when he was high-spirited, wielding swords, and invincible.

He took a step back for the first time, this is probably the first time since he became famous, he took the initiative to retreat, and then, his fists, slammed upward, and actually put on a posture of taking a hard move.

"Boom"

Almost the entire hall shook and dust poured down. Yan Nantian's face turned red all of a sudden, and his straight body no longer regained the momentum of Fang Cai, but took two steps back in a row.

Meng Yuan turned over and fell to the ground, rubbing his hands with each other, the blow just now made his hands completely numb, and he looked at Yan Nantian like a ghost.

"Okay, Yan has only seen a fist that is harder than me in his life." Yan Nantian praised sincerely.

Meng Yuan almost rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that it was not his own experience, and he really couldn't imagine that someone could take the seventh form of the drunken golden crow. What's even more incredible is that Yan Nantian not only took it, but at most he was just a little angry, and nothing else! It's really iron-clad. Before Meng Yuan could react, Yan Nantian had already attacked!

He had a cushion under his feet, his body swelled, and in Mengyuan's feeling, he was like a tiger, pounced on him, and his arms fell, like two battle axes.

Yan Nantian's martial arts are strong, the first in the world, this is definitely not blown, even if it is only about seven or eighty percent of the state, even if he does not enter the real state of anger, this sentence is still valid.

The fist has not yet approached, but the fist wind seems to have condensed into substance, and it is also like pushing a mountain and rushing down.

Meng Yuan didn't retreat, it wasn't that he didn't want to retreat, but he couldn't retreat.

If Yan Nantian is allowed to take the lead, can this fight still be fought?

He swept the wind and greeted it.

He actually used the drunken golden crow to face Yan Nantian's iron fist.

Meng Yuan's staggered hands suddenly pulled out a formed pillar of qi, and his body also turned into a string of afterimages, followed by the fist wind and the qi pillar, which collided so fiercely.

It was like a huge spring, squeezed to the extreme, and the whole hall shook again, and the two people were like two birds, staggered and separated.

Both faces were flushed, and both eyes were burning with excitement.

Meng Yuan rolled backwards and fell to the ground, his body was violently advanced, his arms were closed, like an invisible pair of scissors, and he closed to Yan Nantian, and between his arms, the strong wind overflowed, drawing dozens of marks on the ground. Yan Nantian sat on the horse sideways, rushed forward with one punch, and hit sideways with one fist.

It's another hard hit!

This time it was Meng Yuan who retreated, and with a muffled sound, his whole body flew out, seven or eight steps away, but this distance was really close at hand. Almost at the same time as the landing, the figure flashed, he had already stood in front of Yan Nantian again, his left hand pushed out a handful of "Half Moon", a sharp as a knife, with the fingertips of his left hand drawn, pointing directly at Yan Nantian's shoulder, and his right hand suddenly pushed out straight to his chest in silence, like an ancient monk hitting a bell. The continuous action is like a bear stretching out the tiger meridian, extremely sharp. "Drunken Golden Crow" Fifth Trick "Wanyue Hug"

Yan Nantian's expression was solemn, if the previous few moves made him feel excited, then Meng Yuan's move made him feel threatened!

Even if it is not in its heyday, the name of the former number one swordsman in the world should not be humiliated.

"Sword Guide Heaven!"

His whole body, as if a flame came out, the whole person seemed to be burning, the tall and slender body shook suddenly, his left hand pinched the sword technique, and his right hand was like holding a long sword, and he raised it obliquely. is such an ordinary sword, but it is full of artistic conception like a generous hero of Yan Zhao, waving a sword and asking the sky.

This invisible sword, but the waning moon in the world of Mengyuan was broken, leaving only two empty sounds in the air like lightning and flint.

Although he has no sword in his hand, the sword intent in his heart has penetrated through this forest hall and pointed directly to the dream abyss.

Meng Yuan suddenly fell, rolled with one trend, clenched his claws with both hands, flipped up, and plunged straight into Yan Nantian's ribs.

"Cloudclaw!"

This move takes the artistic conception of Kunpeng's transformation, which is a kind of Kunpeng turning into Peng, soaring up to 90,000 miles. A killer move that bursts out of all the power from the dead end!

Yan Nantian was taken aback, his toes touched the ground, he jumped up, let out a long roar from his mouth, and his right hand fell into the void, if he had a long sword in his hand, this sword would inevitably be like thunder and lightning, and it would hit straight down.

Meng Yuan's body just met the attack, his arms tore the wind, and he made two sharp sounds of breaking the air.

"Eagle Wing Gong!"

"Qiang"

In Yan Nantian's hand, there was suddenly a black and heavy sword, blocking Meng Yuan's hands with the spine of the sword, and his tall body was knocked off the ground by Meng Yuan's extremely sharp blow, and one turned over and fell to the ground.

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