Chapter 115: Wu Zun's Death

An invisible energy spread out around Shi Lei as the center, stretching for thousands of feet, the ground cracked inch by inch, and the epidermis rolled up.

"Tianxuan Divine Fist!"

Shi Lei burst out, pulled back his right fist suddenly, and then slammed out!

His fists were not fancy, they were straight and straight, using a combination of pure physical strength and true qi in his body.

A strong sonic boom exploded, directly cracking the sky, tearing the air apart, like a heavy cannon out of the chamber, and moving forward.

Pan Changhe and Shi Lei were a hundred feet apart, but in an instant, they felt an overwhelming force in front of them, and even the air seemed to be condensed at this moment.

Countless air currents oppressed, firmly fixing his figure in place, and he couldn't avoid it, all the ways had been blocked by the qi machine, and Shi Lei's fist strength could be seen everywhere.

"What?"

His pupils were wide open, and there was a deep look of horror in his eyes.

Life and death are often just a thought, he Pan Changhe has been powerful for many years, and he has defeated countless masters in martial arts, but he has never experienced such a suffocating feeling of death.

Even when he faced off with Shen Cangsheng eighteen years ago, he had never had such a solemn and fearful state of mind.

"Monster!"

He concluded that the young man in front of him was definitely a down-to-earth humanoid monster, but at the age of seventeen or eighteen, he had such a powerful and unfathomable strength, and the power of one punch was so strong.

"What kind of power is this?"

Youlian stood on the spot, with a beautiful and delicate face and a dull expression.

She had seen her father, that is, the Pavilion Master of the Medicine King Pavilion, break the creek with internal strength, which gave her endless shock at that time, but now Shi Lei's fist strength is better than that of his father, even the hard surface can be overturned and cracked, if this hits a person's body, who can withstand it?

The rest of the people were also stunned, and Shi Lei punched out, as if carrying the power of heaven and earth.

Death shrouded his whole body, and the strong sense of oppression made Pan Changhe have to luck all over his body and give it a go.

"I don't believe that a mere kid can kill me!"

Pan Changhe's palms were pushed forward flatly, and his body strength had turned into two streams of air on his palms, and the palms were red, and the stars were all over the sky.

"Nebula Hand, Ten Heavenly Stars!"

He burst into a shout, and his body strength erupted suddenly, and an invisible wall of qi seemed to have formed between his palms, which was embellished by starlight, and then collided with Shi Lei's fist style.

The Ten Directions Heavenly Star is the highest realm of the Pan family's nebula hand, and only a few of the Pan family's masters in the past dynasties have truly practiced it. Pan Changhe didn't know how to use the Ten Directions Heavenly Star before, but he didn't expect that under Shi Lei's oppression, he would be able to achieve a super martial art that very few people could cultivate.

This palm is the essence of Pan Changhe's life, and it is the strongest attack, and he is confident that under this move, even Shen Cangsheng, the "Killing King of Fighters" back then, will be able to fight.

Shi Lei is young, and he doesn't believe that Shi Lei can really compare with the "Killing King of Fighters" who was powerful in the world eighteen years ago.

"Boom!"

The loud bang shook the sky, and the air was blocked by the invisible energy, forming two oval air circles that erupted upward, and the earth shook under this blow.

"Just the Pan family's Xingyun hand, you also want to block my Tianxuan Divine Fist?"

Everyone thought that Pan Changhe and Shi Lei's attacks were equal, but Shi Lei suddenly smiled playfully, with mockery and disdain in his eyes.

Pan Changhe's face turned pale, and he already had an ominous premonition.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the strength of Tianxuan's fist suddenly turned into a fist-sized air wave, but this air wave was condensed by Shi Lei's fist strength, like substance, like a sharp blade cutting Pan Changhe's palm power from it.

"Poof!"

A light sound came, and the strength of Tianxuan's fist suddenly rushed forward in a devastating form, and Pan Changhe's palm power instantly shattered, turning into starlight in the sky, and then dissipated.

The fist strength was unstoppable, and it landed directly on Pan Changhe's body, and the wind rose suddenly, and then the clouds and rain stopped, and there was no movement.

Everyone was stunned and puzzled.

Although Pan Changhe was hit by the strength of his fist, his expression was inconvenient, and he stood still and did not move, as if he was unharmed.

But Shi Lei withdrew his fist, dusted off his cigarette, and a few points of cigarette ash fell to the ground.

He spat out a smoke ring from his mouth, and his eyes were a little desolate, but he didn't pursue it again.

"What happened?"

Achiduo and Tianji looked inexplicable, and the battle between Shi Lei and Pan Changhe was amazing, but only in an instant, everything disappeared.

Dou Tian and several other high-level martial arts masters looked at each other, and even they didn't know what the situation was on the field.

"Is there no score?"

Youlian Ruomei's eyes were slightly raised, with a hint of doubt and a hint of expectation.

If Shi Lei really wins Pan Changhe, he will definitely be famous in the martial arts world of Huaguo, become a new young martial artist, and his reputation will spread far and wide.

She very much wished that she could see the rise of a rising star in the martial arts world of the day.

But in the current situation, it seems that Shi Lei and Pan Changhe have no winner, and neither of them has the intention of making a move.

"Could it be that after this blow, the two felt that they were evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, and they were unwilling to continue fighting?"

The more You Lian thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible, only this explanation could explain the situation in the field, after all, the battle between the martial arts honors had not been seen in the past ten years since Shen Cangsheng challenged the Huaguo martial arts realm.

And if the two Wuzun want to divide the winner and loser, unless the difference in strength is too large, they need to fight with their lives, and Wuzun is like gold, if it is not a great enemy of life and death, it will never be possible to fight for life.

Pan Changhe's face turned from pale to ruddy, he showed emotion, and sighed: "What kind of martial arts are you, why have I never heard of it?"

Shi Lei took a sharp puff of his cigarette and threw the cigarette holder away.

He spread his fist outstretched, pointing at his chest.

"This is my own martial art, of course you haven't heard of it!"

"Self-created martial arts?" Pan Changhe showed a wry smile on his face, "Unexpected, really unexpected!"

"A powerful martial arts, most of them are created by the ancestors through self-perception and tempering, and there are very few people in the world today who can create peerless martial arts!"

"The Shi family is crazy, the saber Yan returns to the north, Zhonghai Yang Bufan, and the boxing emperor Shen Cangsheng, these are all self-created martial arts, and martial arts are cultivated as gods, but even Shi Gang, who has the highest talent, only comprehended it at the age of twenty-five, and created his own peerless martial arts, you are only seventeen or eighteen years old, you can reach such a point, it is really shocking!"

Pan Changhe's voice was smooth, as if he was talking to himself, and he seemed to be sighing to everyone.

"I'm defeated!"

He was silent for a moment, and finally spit out these three words that he had only said once in his life, and that was when facing Shen Cangsheng, the Killing Fist Emperor.

But this time, he was willing to admit defeat in front of a teenager.

As soon as Pan Changhe's voice fell, he fell to the sky, his eyes wide!

A generation of martial arts is dead!