Bang!

With a muffled sound, Wu Zhanfeng's palm hit Liu Hailong's chest again, but the latter didn't move this time!

"Even if you help me tickle, you have to use some force!"

Liu Hailong shook his head, such a palm strength obviously couldn't cause him a loss, and then a punch containing sea blue light struck out and hit Wu Zhanfeng's jaw.

The power of this punch was extremely great, not only knocking Wu Zhanfeng away, but also distorting his bloated face.

"Grudge Qigong!"

Although Wu Zhanfeng was a little dizzy from the beating, he was still quite conscious, and hurriedly exercised again and maintained a horse-step posture, because only when he maintained this posture could he avoid injury.

"You want me to help you store your combat power, but you don't have any doors!"

Liu Hailong also saw Wu Zhanfeng's martial arts path, waved his hand and said: "I don't believe that you can stand like this for a few hours, I believe that you should also take a lot of effort to run your current exercises!

The dragon scale armor on Liu Hailong's body disappeared, and he stared at Wu Zhanfeng with a relaxed face, just to wait for Wu Zhanfeng to finish his efforts to attack.

Wu Zhanfeng secretly complained in his heart, when he condensed the qigong of hatred and resentment, it was naturally extremely exhausting his true qi, and it didn't take long for his hands to condense the mudra.

In desperation, Wu Zhanfeng could only regain his merits and give up the accumulation of resentment power, and Liu Hailong hit the dantian in his abdomen with a punch the moment he stopped.

Belch!

Wu Zhanfeng snorted, his body slipped out directly, knelt on the ground, covered his abdomen with both hands and looked painful, his body twitched slightly, without the protection of the power of hatred, he couldn't withstand Liu Hailong's powerful attack at all.

Wu Zhanfeng fell to the ground for a long time and did not get up, and this competition ended with Liu Hailong's victory, and three thousand stars flew out and merged into Liu Hailong's body.

"In the third competition, Meng Nanke will play against Manshan!"

After resting for a while, Tuoba Zhou's voice sounded, and the blonde-haired Meng Nanke and a giant man with a height of nearly three meters walked into the ring.

Meng Nanke doesn't need to be introduced too much, he is the personal disciple of the master of the Reincarnation Sect, and now the first day genius of the Reincarnation Sect, and one of the favorites to win the championship in this year's Qiankun Martial Arts.

Manshan comes from the westernmost part of the Wuling Continent in the Liuli Country, a disciple called Shenyue Sect, this sect has less than a thousand disciples, but they are not a small sect, they are still extremely harsh when recruiting disciples, and they are specially recruited disciples whose bodies are much higher than ordinary people and who are born with divine power.

Therefore, although the Shenyue Sect does not have many disciples, its strength is extremely strong, and it has become the number one faction in the Liuli Country, and Manshan, as the first genius of the Shenyue Sect in the past hundred years, has the most suitable physique for cultivating the Shenyue Sect's exercises, so his destructive power can be called terrifying.

Roar!

Manshan's face was as big as half of an ordinary person's body, and he roared angrily, raised his fist like a boulder, and smashed it at Meng Nanke.

The wind blew Meng Nanke's long hair dance, but his handsome face was fearless, and he calmly avoided Manshan's fist, after all, his huge body slapped a palm on his boulder-like chest.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Manshan's chest was as muddy as steel, which shook Meng Nanke's palms with some pain, but Manshan smiled hideously, hugged his hands to his chest, and wanted to buckle Meng Nanke, but how could Meng Nanke let him succeed, with one foot on his wide chest, the whole person jumped up and flew dozens of meters in the air.

Manshan pounced, but he was unwilling to let Meng Nanke go, so he rose from the ground, and his body weighing thousands of catties rose slightly into the air, full of terrifying destructive power, and he punched Meng Nanke in the sky.

Meng Nanke was slightly moved, slapped with one hand, and the white light and shadow containing vitality condensed into a wall of light, facing the huge fist.

Bang!

The wall of light shattered in an instant, and Meng Nanke's body couldn't help but retreat, exiting hundreds of meters away.

"Giant... Mountain... God... Gong!"

Manshan's low and hoarse voice came, and he held his hands round to the sky, and the russet true qi was so strong that it condensed into a hundred-meter huge mountain.

The mountain ran quickly with the huge mountain, and in a few breaths came to Meng Nanke's body, and then the mountain smashed down fiercely.

Rumble!

Meng Nanke's body technique unfolded rapidly, and the mountain smashed into the position where he was standing, smashing the indestructible golden ring out of a small pit.

The mountain rose into the air again, was controlled by the barbarian mountain, and ran over Meng Nanke again, and Meng Nanke continued to dodge.

I saw that on the kilometer-long golden ring, the mountains kept pressing down, constantly making earth-shattering loud noises, and Meng Nanke was evading it elegantly.

"Meng Nanke won't be so weak that he will be chased and beaten by a big man from the Shenyue Sect!"

In the referee team, the head of the Tianhe faction, Emperor Fu Ao Ling, snorted coldly.

"Didn't the head of the Huangfu see that Nan Ke has been playing with Manshan?"

The head of the Reincarnation Sect, Tong Yan Hefa's life technique, smiled, and he didn't care about the other party's ridicule.

Huangfu Ao Ling sneered and didn't refute, how did he not know that Meng Nanke didn't exert his strength at all, but he used the topic to play, and said that Meng Nanke was not as good as Yuwen Pengwu.

"Almost, let's defeat him in one go!

Meng Nanke made up his mind in his heart, and made two different marks on his left and right hands, the left hand was a white birth seal, and the right hand was a black death mark, and the two rays of light rose to the sky, full of the meaning of life and death, and complemented each other to condense together, conjuring up a huge handprint, attacking the other party.

Bang!

The entire Nebula Palace seemed to tremble, and the huge mountain of more than 100 meters was bombarded into powder in an instant, and the huge explosive force directly knocked the mountain out and landed on the protective film at the very edge of the ring, and a mouthful of blood was spit out, this was the most seriously injured of the three matches that have been played so far.

Although Meng Nanke is superficial, he is also ruthless, if he doesn't make a move, he will definitely defeat the other party with a thunderous force, so that the other party has no ability to resist.

Three thousand stars flew out and merged into Meng Nanke's body.

The remaining Xingchenzi in Manshan's body also surfaced to repair his injuries, and soon he stood up and walked back to the lounge.

"In the fourth competition, Shangguan Lingyun will play against Wang Yijian!"

As the voice sounded, two handsome and elegant, sword-eyed young men stepped into the ring.

Shangguan Lingyun is still wearing a dark blue robe, with his tail dragging three feet on the ground, his instrument is magnificent, luxurious, and he is born with the noble aura of the royal family, holding a delicate long sword in his hand, and the scabbard is engraved with the pattern of two dragons playing with pearls.

Wang Yijian is also a royal bloodline, he is the third prince of the Heavenly Kingdom, wearing a white sword robe, wearing a slender sword around his waist, and seven purple gems inlaid on the scabbard, his appearance is equally handsome, revealing the royal atmosphere between his gestures, and his eyes look at Shangguan Lingyun coldly.

The three princes of the Heavenly Kingdom are all one year apart, but their talents are all at the top, and this time the Qiankun Martial Arts are all participating, and all of them have advanced to the ranking competition of the Tiangang List, especially the eldest prince Wang Linjun, who won all ten battles in the eleventh group of competitions, and is also considered to be the favorite to win the championship.

Although Wang Yijian is the youngest among the three princes, his strength ranks second, only nineteen years old, and he is recognized by the emperor of the Heavenly Kingdom as being on par with Wang Linjun's talent, and even has some victories, and is expected to catch up with Wang Linjun's footsteps in three years.

Although the biggest force in the Heavenly Kingdom is the Tianhe faction, thousands of years ago, the ancestor of the Tianhe faction once owed a favor to the royal family of the Heavenly Kingdom, requiring the Tianhe faction to ensure the longevity of the royal family of the Heavenly Kingdom as long as it is one day, and the Tianhe faction is obviously abiding by the promises of their ancestors and vigorously cultivating the children and grandchildren in the royal family, and Wang Yijian and the other three brothers have been worshipping the Tianhe faction since they were young and cultivating talents.

These three princes have always been in the same spirit, and they are not like the princes of other countries in order to compete for the throne and cannibalism, they have always thought that the throne should be by Wang Linjun, so the three brothers are almost inseparable on weekdays to practice together, it is rumored that the combined force of the three brothers can tacitly cooperate into a set of extremely powerful attack formations, and threatened that among the younger generation, no one can stop the joint force of the three, but the Tianhe faction knows that the three brothers had fought with Yuwen Pengwu a year ago, but in the end they defeated Yuwen Pengwu, which indeed confirmed the invincibility of the three people。

At the beginning of the game, Shangguan Lingyun and Wang Yijian looked at each other, and the sharp sword intent collided invisibly in the air, both of them were slowly holding the sword, and with the breath and sword intent, and reaching out the power of the soul, looking for each other's flaws.