Martial arts arena, ring.

Fan Lang faced a hundred opponents, and suddenly on a whim, he thought of a sassy sentence - I'm not targeting anyone, I just want to say that everyone present is spicy chicken!

If this kind of thing is spoken, it will be too offensive.

He did some processing before he spoke.

"I'm not targeting anyone, I'm just trying to say that none of you here are my opponents!"

Fan Lang's words are like thunder, and every word he says will turn into a sound wave visible to the naked eye, blooming in mid-air.

Before, he wanted to challenge a hundred people, and his eyes were empty, which had already angered everyone, and now he said such things, which simply added fuel to the fire.

"This kid is so arrogant!"

"No, I can't help it, I have to cripple him, otherwise it will be difficult to get angry. ”

"Don't wait, let's go together!"

The crowd was excited.

As everyone knows, what they heard was already a modified version of the process, and the words of the original version hurt ten times more than this.

In this battle, if you defeat it, you will be arrogant, and if you win it, you will be extremely powerful, and you will know whether it is a dragon or a worm.

Clang!

A metallic roar signaled the start of the battle.

Attack!

Hundreds of Xuanhuang shot together, and at the same time they chose to attack from a distance at the same time, and everyone showed their abilities, slashing out the sword qi, stabbing out the sword qi, swinging the fist wind, and slapping the palm wind.

Most of the attacks are standard Fan Lang, and some of the attacks are used to break off, attacking the empty space around him, so that he has no dodge.

The attacks of the hundred Xuan Emperors, how powerful they were, intertwined, were simply going to destroy all.

In the face of this flood attack, Fan Lang's eyes were sharp, and his essence was like a sword, but he did not draw his sword out of its sheath, but directly swung his fists to attack, and rushed out in a hard-hitting way.

What he performed was a newly learned martial art called Nioh Boxing.

Rather than boxing, this martial art has risen to the level of Tao. Now that he has only learned the first level, he is already very useful.

Nioh refers to the king of benevolence and righteousness, with the kindness of gentleness and the strength of a king, which can be described as a combination of rigidity and softness.

This is the fist of the world, the fist of the dragon and the tiger, the fist of the dominant Kyushu, and the supreme fist.

Tianzong Dansheng asked Fan Lang to learn this Renwang boxing, and his intention was quite profound.

1,700 acupuncture points, open!

Fan Lang went all out at the beginning, performing Nioh's fist, using a move to expand the territory, his fists were like thunder, and he was angry in front of him, and his fists collided with the sound of Hong Zhong Dalu.

He lunged forward, facing the crowd's group attack, his fists in front of him parting to the left and right in an open position, venting his majestic power, both violent masculinity and feminine ingenuity.

With this move, Shengsheng broke through everyone's offensive and divided a path.

The power is strong, and the speed is naturally faster.

In an instant, Fan Lang charged in front of the group of enemies, and it was good for him to enter the enemy formation, otherwise he would be an isolated and helpless live target.

It's still Nioh Boxing, but with a different move.

Fan Lang took root step by step, sticking to the ground, flat and steady, his fists made a move with flowing water, 1,700 acupuncture points opened the gate to vent, the terrifying power roared in the meridians, the heart full of human dragon blood beat strongly and powerfully, and the pleasure brought by the battle had begun to spread on the nerves.

It's a happy thing to be able to exert power.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Nioh Fist Bunji Martial Arts!

Fan Lang is single-minded and dual-purpose, and his two fists play completely different styles, one fist destroys the withering and decaying, and wants to fight the world with martial arts, and the other fist sets off a violent wind to balance all directions, which is the emperor's rule and the way of checks and balances.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, hundreds of Xuanhuang were impacted, some people were directly knocked away by the fist wind, the tyrant bones on their bodies were broken, and some people were blown by the fist wind.

Among the crowd, only one Xuan Sheng stood still, his eyes were like eagle falcons, staring at Fan Lang, and he suddenly waved his palm and pecked at him, his strength condensed at one point, and he could pierce the golden cracking stone. His other hand, a one-handed seal, hit Fan Lang at the same time.

Dao Yin: Self-contained!

This seal is restrictive and can restrict people's movements.

Dao Seal?

Well done!

Fan Lang saw that he was happy to hunt, and directly punched hard, now he has a kind of momentum, he only feels that there is nothing in the world that is uneven with one punch, if there is, then two punches.

One person, one punch, separate the road of life and death, and specialize in fighting the strong. The weak don't even deserve to be defeated under this punch, they don't have that qualification.

With a bang, the Dao seal shattered, and it was difficult to resist Fan Lang's terrifying power of cheating.

"Haha!"

Fan Lang looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, breaking through all obstacles with one punch until it hit the body of the Xuan Sage, knocking it away with one punch and knocking it all the way out of the ring.

He used a combination of rigidity and softness in martial arts, and he left a sense of proportion under his hands.

Despite this, he still beat that Xuan Sheng until he vomited blood.

"Poof!"

Xuan Sheng spat blood from his mouth, dyed his clothes red, forcibly stopped castration, and was shocked in his heart, the punch just now was too terrifying, smashing the Dao Seal, smashing everything, it was the purest power, breaking ten thousand laws with one force.

The battle had just begun, and the strongest one among the crowd was knocked away and lost directly!

This is the only Xuan Sage among the people, and the rest are only Xuan Huang.

"Come on, be happy, have a lot of time anyway!"

Fan Lang laughed wildly and punched, like crazy, like a ghost, like a god, like a dragon like a tiger, and fought with the surrounding swords, guns, swords and halberds with a pair of meat fists.

He came and went all by himself, and his fists made one move after another, but anyone who was touched by the side could not escape the doom.

Rumble!

Seven people fly out!

Rumble!

Fall a piece!

Rumble!

The ring is shattered!

Rumble!

Broken bones and tendons!

Wherever your fists go, you can use your strength and pride to defeat all enemies. The so-called Xuanhuang, in front of Fan Lang, is like a group of paper tigers.

Everyone's goal is the same, they are all dealing with Fan Lang, but their tacit understanding is limited, they are all fighting separately, and Fan Lang's speed is too fast, going back and forth in the ring, the speed is as fast as lightning, and the figure is like a ghost, which is really difficult to hit.

Coupled with those powerful fists, they swept everything directly, causing everyone to fall into disadvantage.

Fan Lang was outnumbered, and he actually felt like a tiger entering a wolf pack.

Of course, there were still attacks on Fan Lang's body, but so what?

He is not only six times stronger, but also six times his health, and six times his defense.

The knife slashed at the body, and the flesh splattered.

The sword stabbed on the body, and the flesh was still splashed.

During the confrontation, a sword stabbed at Fan Lang head-on, and he opened his big mouth, and he directly bit the tip of the attacking sword, and the sword qi exploded between his lips and teeth, making his mouth splash with blood.

The man with the sword was so shocked that his scalp was numb, and this kind of fighting was too strong, right? This is still a human?

During the battle, how could he think about it, the fist as hard as iron turned into light and shadow, slammed on his shoulder, and the shoulder was directly shattered, and the whole person flew out, and it seemed that he also hit a person, knocking this person out of the ring.

Looking at the ring again, there were two less, and there were still more than 60 remnants of the defeated soldiers, many of whom were still lying on the ground and seriously injured.

Fan Lang was covered in blood, fierce and fierce, and people were shocked to see it.

Many eyes converged on Fan Lang's body, each with different feelings, the result of this battle greatly exceeded people's expectations, and it is developing in a crazy direction!