In the face of the cannonball-like fist, the Wing Shenlong deflected his body, and his right fist smashed into the inside of Wing Shanglin's fist at a tricky angle, smashing his fist out of the way. The Winged Dragon is a small realm lower than Wing Shanglin, and its absolute strength is not as good as others, so the Winged Dragon Sword takes the edge and avoids the real and the virtual. This is combat literacy.

As soon as the Winged Divine Dragon made a move, it revealed some strength.

"Hmm" Yi Nankong and other people who practiced the Great Collapse Fist seemed to grasp a little feeling, but they didn't figure it out.

On the bluestone field, Yi Shanglin didn't succeed in a move, and immediately turned around, his hands were like hooks, like copper bone iron claws, and he took advantage of the situation to the arm and waist of the winged dragon, which is called "Golden Leopard Claw", a catch on the hook, a hook on the hook, and can catch ten blood holes alive in the human body.

But at this moment, the Winged Divine Dragon completely demonstrated the results of this month and a half of high-intensity cultivation. What is he doing in the past month and a half? Temper his muscles! Now his muscles contain incomparably explosive power, and the most important thing in Hongmeng Tianshu is the cultivation of **, when he practiced battle qi, nine of his battle qi was swallowed up by the musculoskeletal meridians of the Wing Divine Dragon, and now the solidity of the Wing Divine Dragon's body, to put it bluntly, is far stronger than all the teenagers present.

Yi Shanglin's two leopard claws had just put on the arms and waist and abdomen of the Wing Shen Dragon, and the muscles on the Wing Shen Dragon's body were like angry wild lions, suddenly tensed, shaking, tough as rhinoceros skin, tough as a stone in the mountains, Yi Shanglin couldn't buckle it at all when he grabbed it, and his ten fingers were shocked and numb. The tense of the winged dragon, a shake also contains the essence of inch strength, the inch realm is cultivated to the extreme, and it can exert an inch of strength on every muscle in the body, such as the enemy punches the chest, and the muscle power of the whole body can be gathered in the chest through unbelievable channels, supporting the chest muscles to shake suddenly, and through this shake, the muscle power of the whole body will be vented from the chest muscles, so as to block or even counterattack the enemy's attack. Now the Wing Shenlong has not yet reached such a realm, and it needs repeated precipitation and comprehension, but it is more than enough to block Wing Shanglin's grasp.

Of course, Yi Shanglin can't catch the Wing Shenlong is also because the Golden Leopard Fist has not been cultivated to the home, otherwise let alone muscles, even stones can catch ten holes.

At the juncture when Yi Shanglin missed a move, the Wing Shenlong launched a counterattack, only to see his right hand move, a punch quickly struck, this punch is fluttering and fast, the speed is very impressive, comparable to Yi Shanglin's punch with all his strength, but the punch is 108,000 miles away, as if it is just for the pursuit of fast, and give up the accumulation, so that the power of this punch is seriously insufficient.

One punch exposed the foundation of the Winged Dragon, the foundation was thin, the posture was weak, and this punch was simply useless.

Yi Shanglin, who missed a move, could not accumulate enough battle qi to punch and punched out towards the fist of the Winged Dragon, although it was not a punch with all his strength, but he was not afraid at all, even if it was just a hasty hard fight, he could beat the Winged Dragon into a dead dog! He laughed and said: "Winged Dragon, is this your fist? Lying on his stomach like a woman." ”

However, as soon as Yi Shanglin's laughter fell, his fists slammed into each other, and at the moment when he was three inches away from the contact, the Wing Shenlong shouted, exhaled, kicked his right leg on the ground violently, and the muscles of his whole body collapsed, with the help of fourteen body joints rotating at the same time, the powerful spiral explosive force and ejection force were instantly superimposed to form an explosion on the fist surface.

"Smack!" There was a loud bang, and the soft rabbit instantly turned its face into an angry lion, and the powerful force directly hit Yi Shanglin snorted in pain, and his body staggered, and he rolled out with his right fist.

The juniors of the Wing family exclaimed in an uproar, they almost laughed out loud at the punch that Wing Shenlong made just now, the punch made by a bronze One Heavy Heaven Warrior was far more powerful than his punch, just like what Wing Shanglin said, lying on his stomach like a woman. But as a result, their ridicule was completely suffocated in their stomachs before they could explode. Such a soft punch was actually extremely hard under a shake, and it made Yi Shanglin of the Bronze Four Heaven Realm tumble out.

On the viewing platform, Elder Ling Xuan and Gu Fatzi showed a rather surprised look, this punch is quite mysterious! Yi Nankong and Third Elder Yi Nanshan had round eyes, they were different from others, because they had also practiced the Wing Family's stunt Great Collapse Fist, so they were particularly sensitive to the power of the Great Collapse Fist, just now the Wing Shenlong's punch did not go through any accumulation, and within three inches of the distance that was about to hit Wing Shanglin's fist, it burst out with a crisp and short attack force, how could this be a bit of a taste of "staining clothes" in the first layer of the Great Collapse Fist? Was it just a coincidence?

The difference outside the field did not attract any attention from the Wing Shenlong, he would not let Yi Shanglin have any chance to breathe when he succeeded, only to see the Wing Shenlong rubbing his body in, like a shadow, his body was like a bow, his fist was like an arrow, the strong wind was agitated, and he attacked in a row, and the power of one punch exploded, and the next punch was not charged, and immediately like a poisonous snake was dispatched, and his clothes broke out, and Yi Shanglin had no power to parry.

Yi Shanglin was extremely aggrieved, missed one move, lost again and again, and fell to the wind. The Winged Dragon's fist power was weird, and the clothes exploded, and it was impossible to prevent it at all. Yi Shanglin originally thought that the Wing Shenlong was a fish on the board and let him slaughter it, but the fish turned over and turned into a fierce tiger, punching himself to the flesh, beating himself to the bone marrow, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

The two sides fought for forty or fifty rounds in a blink of an eye, and Yi Shanglin was able to barely resist by relying on the realm at first, but later he had completely fallen into the disadvantage, and among the ten moves, seven of them were on defense, and they were completely pressed and beaten by the Wing God Dragon.

Looking at Yi Shanglin, who was retreating, the young people of the Yi family opened their mouths and couldn't say a word. Everyone can see that although Wing Shanglin is still higher than Wing Shanglin in the realm, in terms of combat effectiveness, the Bronze Triple Heaven Wing Divine Dragon is far superior to Wing Shanglin!

Yi Shanglin was extremely aggrieved in his heart, he was obviously a small realm higher than the Wing Shenlong, why couldn't he beat it!?

Yi Shanglin roared, and was hit by the Winged Divine Dragon three times in a row, and used the Golden Leopard Fist and the Winged Divine Dragon to fight hard, forcing the Winged Divine Dragon back with the absolute strength advantage of the Bronze Quadruple Heaven.

After a hard fight, Yi Shanglin took a few steps back, only to feel that his five organs were in pain, and he spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth "wow".

Yi Xuanhua, who was outside the bluestone field, saw that his son was beaten and vomited blood, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Shang Lin!"

But Yi Shanglin couldn't hear it anymore, he looked like a madman, and roared angrily: "Wing Shenlong, you ......"

But at this time, the Winged Dragon once again showed superb combat quality, at this time, maybe a person in the position of the Winged Dragon, will be tolerant and let the other party finish speaking, and even laugh a few words, first, he can have the upper hand and can calmly reorganize the offensive, and second, he can laugh at the other party.

But the Wing Shenlong didn't, he deeply understood that his absolute strength was still much worse, and it was difficult to really seriously injure Yi Shanglin, who was a realm higher than himself, so he didn't give Yi Shanglin a chance to breathe at all, but didn't say a word, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, he pounced again and attacked Yi Shanglin. Completely seize an opportunity and never let go, vowing to expand the advantage until the opponent's posture is completely destroyed.

Yi Shanglin choked back with anger in half a sentence, and before he could raise his battle qi and hit the Golden Leopard Fist, the left and right fists of the Wing Shenlong had already smashed into his chest and abdomen.

Yi Shanglin hurriedly blocked a punch to his chest, but he felt that the punch was so soft that it was not strong at all, his face changed, and he shouted in his heart, the punch of the Wing Shenlong to his abdomen had already burst out with strong force, making him stagger back.

The Winged Dragon was unforgiving, grabbed a step further, and punched out again.

The Wing Shenlong grabbed seven steps in a row, and hit out seven consecutive double fists, Wing Shanglin didn't dodge once, he was beaten back again and again, and the last mouthful of blood spurted out high, and the whole person fell heavily on the bluestone floor on his back to the sky.

The virtual and real tiger cannons, the double fist attack, the combination of the virtual and the real, the virtual into the real, the real into the virtual, the virtual and the real change, it is difficult to stop! The Winged Dragon once again staged another high and profound mystery of an inch.