"Boom, boom—"

The huge impact of the landslide and the ground crack was endless, and in just a few breaths, the two fought for more than 100 rounds in a row, which was on par.

"Happy!"

The strength of the fist intent far exceeded Feng Yi's expectations, he originally thought that his current strength, even with the blessing of the fist intent, should be a line worse than Nie Chihuo who had stepped into the realm of dust removal, but he did not expect that the two sides had a hard-fought confrontation for more than a hundred rounds, but he did not have the slightest sign of falling into the disadvantage. In such a chess meeting, the hearty fierce battle made him snort freely in his heart.

Aside from the strength of the generals, since entering the real martial arts world, the opponents he has encountered are either too strong or too weak, and he has never faced an opponent with similar strength to himself. Only in the current war, the two sides are extremely close in strength and have contacts with each other. In this way, it is an evenly matched battle, and Feng Rebellion feels happy.

And while enjoying the thrill of fighting, Feng Wei is also quickly absorbing the experience of fighting with the masters of the Dust Realm, just like a sponge absorbing water. From being a little jerky at the beginning, barely able to keep up with the rhythm of the battle, to this moment, he has gradually mastered the rules and rhythm of this level of combat.

On the other side, Nie Chihuo, who was the opponent of the rebellion, became more and more frightened, and the strength of this kid in front of him was really beyond his expectations. Although he had just broken through the realm of dust, and he didn't even have time to stabilize the realm, he was already a powerhouse at the level of dust after all. It was simply unbelievable that a young boy in the Transcendent Realm could fight with a master of the Dust level like him for more than a hundred rounds without losing the upper hand.

Moreover, what surprised Nie Chihuo even more was Feng Yi's terrible adaptability in battle, as well as his flexible fighting style without moves, which even made him gradually feel powerless: "Damn, it's obviously just a martial artist in the transcendent realm, even if he comprehends the fist intent, he shouldn't be so powerful as ......."

"Drink!"

After fighting dozens of moves, the more excited Feng Wei became, and the more he fought, he suddenly shouted, and the momentum of his whole body condensed to the apex, and at the same time, he was misplaced, the black shadow was longing, and he flew away from the sand and stones in an instant, and once again relied on the infinite killing momentum: "Nie Chihuo, take me a punch, kill instantly!"

The punch seemed to shatter the space, rubbing against the air and creating a metallic tooth sore roar. There was a loud explosion, and this punch was about to go out, and it was actually the surrounding ground that shook with the aftermath alone.

Nie Chihuo snorted, and was shocked to find that after blocking this punch, his hands were trembling.

The power of the punch has not yet passed, Feng Shun stepped on the ground with both feet, and the stars burst into his eyes: "Come again!"

There was a bang, and another punch broke through the air and roared, like a huge meteorite falling from the sky, that kind of power, that kind of speed, it is completely indescribable, it is really a terrible blow that swallows the world and is extremely powerful. In an instant, it gave people the feeling that the sky was falling apart.

"Boom!"

Nie Chihuo was like being hit by a heavy fist, he took a step back with a bang, his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and with a continuous clicking sound, he saw that the ground within dozens of zhang was all cracked. However, before Nie Chihuo could breathe down, the attack of the Seal Rebellion roared like a raging storm.

With such a dense and ferocious fist technique, Rao is Nie Chihuo's cultivation was one realm higher than Feng Wei, and he was forced to have no chance to fight back. That terrible punch after punch was so continuous.

Since ancient times, a person's strength has been described by the power of a few tigers and a few bulls, but at this moment, every punch is about to go out, and the power contained in the fist can not be described by a few tigers and a few cows.

If you really want to describe it, Feng Rebellion's punch is like a fierce ancient beast, no matter what stands in the way, it will be crushed mercilessly. Even if there are really many tiger cows, they only have one punch and are blown into pulp.

Nie Chihuo has a thousand abilities, but in the end, he can't bear the wave after wave of rebellion, and the more fierce and powerful fist strength is getting stronger. Especially at this moment, the continuous approaching forced Nie Chihuo to retreat again and again, and Feng Rebellion had climbed to the extreme in both psychology and momentum, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming. Mo said that he was a martial artist in the realm of dust, or a strong man who was ten times stronger, and he dared to make a fearless attack at this time.

"Boom!"

It was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and the earth trembled. Nie Chihuo slammed, and finally spurted blood, and his body flew backwards.

"Hahaha......"

In the first war, the battle was full of blood, passion, and excitement. He laughed from the bottom of his heart, and the laughter went straight to the ninth night, heartily: "Happy, I haven't fought so happily for a long time!"

However, the laughter did not dissipate, and on the next side, the hairs on Feng Refu's whole body suddenly exploded, and an extremely strong sense of threat poured into his heart: "Does this Nie Chihuo still have the means?"

But with this induction, Feng Reverse quickly misturned, and the phantom flashed: "It's not good, it's dangerous!"

With a loud roar, a red flame-colored light whistled and slashed towards Feng Yi, skimming three points from the left side of his face, and cutting off a small handful of silk. With a bang, there was an extra trench dozens of zhang long in the earth.

"What is this?"

Feng reversed his body arched, and the hair on his body almost stood upright, like a cheetah sensing a threat, brewing an extremely powerful explosive force, ready to attack.

"Bang!"

Nie Chihuo's figure burst into the sky, holding a flaming long sword in his hand and roaring wildly, and a crimson aura burst out again: "You give me death!"

"This guy actually has a treasure!"

Seeing the long sword in Nie Chihuo's hand that obviously exuded an unusual aura, Feng Yi immediately recognized that the sword in this guy's hand must be a treasure. Immediately, he did not hesitate to withdraw and flash. Although the power of the treasure weapon is greatly inferior to that of the spirit weapon, it must not be underestimated, and the martial artist within the transcendent realm is definitely injured when he rubs it, and he dies when he is in it, even if the "bronze battle body" of the rebellion has been cultivated, it is impossible to bear it.

Rumble~

Chimang slashed into the earth, and with a bang, the earth was once again torn out with an ugly scar.

......

"Bully me with no weapons with my bare hands?"

Relying on his powerful spiritual sense and reaction, Feng Yi was always able to dodge the aura emitted by Nie Chihuo a little earlier, but it was not a way to dodge it like this.

In the face of Nie Chihuo's aggressive attack, a cold glint flashed in Feng Yi's eyes. Immediately, with a movement of his mind, a pair of flesh-colored gloves as thin as cicada wings covered his left and right hands in an instant. It was the pair of gloves that I had obtained at the same time as those two low-grade exercises in the Misty Canyon. Although this pair of gloves is not a treasure weapon, let alone a spiritual weapon, it has been verified many times by the seal, and its tenacity is not inferior to ordinary treasures, and even surpasses it.

"Uhhh

Between the lightning and the fire, another fierce aura broke through the air. This time, the gloved Feng Shun no longer dodged, and the luck dantian, line and arms, and met it with a fierce punch.

Rumble!

With one punch, the terrifying aura that was enough to easily penetrate the thousand-year-old Xuantie was directly exploded. And Feng Wei was only shocked by the residual strength and took a small step back, on top of his fists, it was not painful or itchy, and there was not a trace left on the thin gloves.

"Bastard, how is this possible!"

The color of the flesh-colored gloves was extremely close to the skin, if you didn't look at it closely, it would be difficult to detect it at all, and seeing that Feng Yi had smashed the aura he had stimulated through the treasure weapon with his "bare hands", Nie Chihuo's whole person was shocked and angry.

However, Feng Yi didn't give him too much time to be angry, his body swept away, and he instantly approached Nie Chihuo, and his fist intent surging with his fist was pressed down like a mountain with extremely ferocious force.

Nie Chihuo's footsteps were wrong, and he narrowly avoided Feng Rebellion's punch, and his eyes were fierce: "Boy, today is either you die or I die!" After speaking, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed down at Feng Rebellion like a hungry tiger.

"Good time!"

Feng Rebellion's momentum was like a rainbow, and he slammed it over with a punch against the sword light.

"Boom!"

The fists and swords intersected, the earth trembled, and an invisible and terrifying shockwave radiated wildly in all directions centered on the place where the two were fighting.

Pedaling......

After a hard fight, both sides retreated to the rear at the same time. Nie Chihuo retreated more than 20 zhang and gained a firm foothold, while Feng Yi retreated nearly 30 zhang to stabilize his figure. In the end, there is still a gap in the cultivation realm, and the seal is slightly inferior.

However, Feng Yi was not moved by this, he looked at Nie Chihuo coldly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The master of the dust realm is nothing more than that, now, this game should be over!"

As he spoke, Feng Shun's expression was solemn, and an oily aura of slaughter was born, and even the surrounding air condensed under the spread of the breath. At the same time, the hands were extremely fast, and the ten fingers interlaced to form a strange mark released.

The seal of the hands attracted the aura of heaven and earth to gather between the hands, as if the heaven and the earth were changed.

Feeling this breath full of infinite oppression, the blood on Nie Chihuo's face instantly faded, and he trembled and screamed: "Ground grade martial arts, this is definitely a sense of oppression that can only be found in earth grade martial arts, how is it possible, how can you have ground grade martial arts......"

The huge power was gathered between the hand seals, and the seal looked at him calmly: "Take it!"

"The three unique forces of the proud gods - the opening of the mountain!!"

Rumble!

An earth-shattering aura frantically turned into infinite power and exploded, and in an instant, Feng Yi felt a backlash hurting himself, and couldn't help but snort, and secretly thought in his heart: "The power of this mountain opening after cultivating to Xiaocheng is too great, with my current strength, I can only barely use it, and I can't be handy......"

As far as the eye can see, the power of the "opening of the mountain" is also shocking!

But seeing that this majestic power was released from the hands of the seal, piercing through the roar of the sky and the earth, and shattering the surrounding vegetation and trees, as if they had been stirred into powder by a tornado, the terrifying momentum almost gave people the illusion that half of the mountain was about to be lifted...... For mobile phone users, please visit