Bang!!

Seeing Wang Ze swinging his fist to invite him to fight, Jiang Han shook his head, or reached out, palm-to-fist, and caught Wang Ze's punch in mid-air.

And in the dust, Jiang Han stood motionless, his arm did not tremble in the slightest, and Wang Ze's punch in his palm did not have any effect!

"This guy ......"

A punch seemed to hit the iron pillar, Wang Ze was shocked in his heart, quite unbelievable, but he still roared angrily, and his other hand clenched his fist again and continued to swing.

In the face of an opponent like Jiang Han, he did not have the slightest intention of underestimating the enemy, the first punch was with all his strength, and this second punch was to show the tricks he intended to deal with Bai Yi.

Gangfeng Bone Shattering Fist!

"Huh?"

From Wang Ze's punch, he saw the two flavors of Gangfeng Fist and Bone Shattering Fist, Jiang Han's eyes showed a hint of surprise, he didn't expect that the person in front of him had also practiced Bone Shattering Fist, and he also turned Bone Shattering Fist and Gangfeng Fist into a combined martial art.

This punch burst out, enveloping a fierce wind, and the bones of the arm also made a crackling sound, as if all the extremely terrifying power was integrated into one punch.

But.

In the face of such a punch, Jiang Han still raised his palm and came flat.

Rumble!!

There was a heavy roar, like a thousand pounds of weight falling to the ground, and the mountain rock under the feet of the two couldn't withstand the pressure, and there were traces of fragmentation, spreading in all directions.

This time, the power of the hard shock was undoubtedly more fierce than the first move, but the result was exactly the same, Jiang Han was still motionless, and his simple and ordinary palm gently took this extremely powerful punch.

Silent.

Almost everyone stared at the field, looking at the field without blinking, trying to see what had changed, but they couldn't see the slightest sign of Jiang Han's retreat, and they couldn't even see the slightest tremor in that simple palm!

If Jiang Han used his fist to bombard, and took Wang Ze's punch without moving, it would be fine, but he took it with his palm, and he took it without any movement, it would be a little incredible!

Wang Ze's fierce punch was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it disappeared in that palm, what kind of power is contained in that ordinary and simple palm? !

“......”

After Wang Ze was also caught in the second punch, his face became very strange, and after a pause, he showed a trace of dejection, shook his head and said, "You're right, I'm not your opponent." ”

After these two punches, he only experienced a feeling as unfathomable as the sea, and he couldn't even see Jiang Han's cultivation and details!

Is this the Tianjiao character of the main courtyard?!

"Brother Bai, aren't you going to make a move?"

After Wang Ze admitted defeat, he walked towards the crowd, and his eyes fell on a young man with a very old face on the side of the crowd.

The young man looked like he was twenty-five or sixteen, but in fact he was the same age as Wang Ze and the others, and the reason why this was the case was because he had cultivated a technique called Dead Wood Gong.

"My strongest move is my sword skills, and I'm thinking about how to make a move. ”

Bai Yi responded calmly to Wang Ze's words, but the continuous flashing light in his eyes showed that his heart was not calm, and he was rolling like a wave.

As the strongest existence of the generation of the Qingyang Branch, he is only one line away from the Tongmai Realm, and it won't be long before he can break through the Tongmai Martial Master, and the arrogance in his heart is even more than that of Wang Ze, and he also wants to compete with the Tianjiao of the main courtyard, but Jiang Han's strength is completely incomprehensible to him.

Ultimately.

Still, he stepped out and drew his sword.

Martial arts, the way is different, purely with the palm fingering of the character, it is not nothing, to hone a palm to a certain extent, not necessarily weaker than the person holding the blade.

Jiang Han in front of him may be a person who practices palm techniques, and fighting his sword against his palm is not a bully of an empty-handed person, not to mention that Jiang Han's strength is not trivial.

"Qingyang Branch, Bai Yi, please advise!"

After Bai Yi stood up, his expression was extremely serious and solemn, and he put the sword horizontally in front of him.

Since the leaders of these branches must be challenged, Jiang Han didn't mind delaying a little time, and he responded lightly.

"Qingxuan Academy, Jiang Han. ”

Seeing that Jiang Han reported his name and didn't take out any blades, Bai Yi sank his head slightly, and the simple iron sword in his hand rotated and pointed at Jiang Han.

Airplanes!!

In the next moment, I saw that above the iron sword, a spirit pattern emerged, and the withered yellow vitality suddenly gathered on it, brewing on the blade, this simple iron sword was a spirit soldier.

Seeing that the other party's iron sword was a spirit soldier, Jiang Han did not show any different color, just raised his eyebrows slightly, and still stood in place.

"Deadwood Spirit Sword!"

Seeing that Jiang Han didn't speak, Bai Yi didn't evade it, so he didn't continue to wait, and decisively raised the blade of the sword in his hand and slashed towards Jiang Han.

This sword is wrapped in a strange withered yellow vitality, and everywhere it goes, it seems to wither everything that contains vitality, and has the property of extracting the vitality of wood.

Jiang Han, who had already reached the realm of the Tong Pulse, immediately judged the general characteristics of this withered yellow vitality, and flexed three fingers, leaving only the index finger and middle finger, and gently pinched it upward.

Multiply!

The iron sword, which was relatively slow and wrapped in withered yellow vitality, was forcibly sandwiched in mid-air by Jiang Han's two fingers, and the dead wood vitality in it continued to rush towards Jiang Han's fingers.

Seeing Jiang Han actually holding his sword between his fingers, Bai Yi's heart was shocked, but he did not hesitate, but burst out all the dead wood vitality in his body, and with the help of spiritual soldiers, he struggled to press Jiang Han.

But.

Almost in the next instant, a cloud of crimson vitality suddenly emerged from between Jiang Han's two fingers, and as soon as this crimson vitality appeared, it directly devoured the withered yellow vitality, making a crackling sound like a flame burning dead wood, burning all the way up along the blade of the sword.

Bai Yi's eyes widened, he didn't expect Jiang Han's technique to be the fire system, and the last thing he wanted to encounter when he cultivated the dead wood skill was the person who mastered the vitality of the fire system.

"Drink!!"

With a frantic roar, Bai Yi grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and pulled it back hard.

Jiang Han let go of his fingers and let Bai Yi pull the sword back, and without waiting for him to wipe out the Yanyang Yuan Qi on the blade of the sword, he pushed it out with a backhand.

There was no cover in this palm, and a mighty scorching sun vitality suddenly tilted out, as if it turned into a wall of flames, pressing down towards Bai Yi.

Although he had already expected it in his heart, seeing that Jiang Han had swung out a wall of flames out of thin air with one palm without the help of any blade, Bai Yi's eyes still showed a trace of shock.

"Vitality is released, you are the pulse!"

While he did not hesitate to retreat, he desperately urged the vitality in his body, urging the spirit soldier in his hand to the extreme, and slashed out against the pursuing flame wall.

The sword could have split the flame wall that was a foot away in half, but there were still some burning marks on his body, and he was wheezing violently, looking very embarrassed.

If he was cultivating the exercises of other departments, it would not be like this, but it was a wood system, and it was a dead wood system, and wood made fire, and he was almost restrained to the end by the scorching yang vitality.

When Jiang Han slapped a wall of flames, Wei and Jin Yao and the others present all looked stunned and looked incredulous.

Except for Zhao Yuling, there was no surprise, and everyone else was shocked.

Pulse Realm!

Not to mention strength, just in terms of cultivation, he has already crushed too many people present, most of them are still in the Bone Refining Realm, and only a few of them have reached the Blood Refining Realm.

Wang Ze, who was easily blocked by Jiang Han with two punches and took the initiative to admit defeat, also showed a wry smile at this time, fortunately he did not continue to fight forcibly, in front of a Tongmai martial artist, forcibly fighting was undoubtedly in vain.