"Good boy!" Yi Hong in the audience just saw Lin Qingxuan facing Wang Lang in the Pulse Realm, and his shot was still not chaotic at all, and he was at ease, and praised loudly.

That Wang Lang didn't think that Lin Qingxuan would dare to take the lead in counterattacking, and in the face of the air waves, Wang Cang's feet stepped on the pass, and his body suddenly retreated. After all, he is an inner disciple, and he can completely escape in a moment of crisis.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Wang Lang took one step at a time, and every time he stepped out, the thick ground would be splashed with mud, compared to the last time Wang Cang performed a loud step, it was simply a difference between cloud and mud.

Wang Lang was thinking about why Lin Qingxuan's strength was only the peak of the sixth layer of the Cave Realm, why was it so strong, and there were bursts of exclamations in his ears, and a huge fist, carrying the rolling true qi, rushed towards him.

Don't dare to be careless, lift the true qi, transport it to the fist, as if wrapped in flames, and Lin Qingxuan's fist collided fiercely.

Boom!

The two fists touched, and there was silence for a moment. Then, between the two fists, two waves of qi of different colors spread straight out, one red and one black, and turned around and crashed into the two of them.

Lin Qingxuan took seven steps back, and then stabilized his body, only to feel that his punch had smashed into the soldering iron in the refining furnace, which was both hard and hot, and the back of his originally white hand was actually red at the moment, and the indestructible six shattering true qi actually failed to break through Wang Lang's fist.

Wang Lang also took five steps backwards, after all, it was a penetrating pulse realm, and his true qi was strong, at this moment, Wang Lang only felt that he had been hit by a fierce tiger, his arm was almost broken, the muscles on his arm were cramping, and his heart was even more turbulent: "I have already penetrated the pulse realm, and the other party is only the sixth-layer peak of the acupoint realm, and the collision can actually make him go backwards." ”

"Lin Qingxuan is so strong!"

"The inner disciples of the Upper Pulse Realm are actually not left behind!"

At this moment, the disciples who were watching the battle were surprised that their jaws were about to fall to the ground, you know, the difference between the two is a realm!

"Humph!"

With Wang Lang's cold snort, Wang Lang's momentum turned, his feet kicked hard, lifted the ape up, and the rabbit fell and fell, directly approaching Lin Qingxuan within five feet.

Wang Lang's soaring momentum made Lin Qingxuan also stagnate slightly.

Suddenly, the air exploded, the wind blew fiercely, and Wang Lang's body shook in the air, like a golden dragon soaring in the air, with an extremely powerful aura of destruction. I saw that the air around Wang Lang was slightly distorted, and the aura around his body was sucked and pulled away by Wang Cang, and then, Wang Lang's arms kept waving, and his momentum rose wildly, punching one punch after another to knock out the true qi in his body.

"Aang!"

With the full use of the fist, the true qi in the body was like a river, gushing endlessly, and when the moves were brewing to the extreme, behind Wang Lang, a golden dragon one or two zhang long appeared out of thin air, opening teeth and dancing claws, entwining around Wang Lang, and the rolling true qi swept the entire martial arts arena.

"This is all condensed and formed, at least it is a martial art above the Xuan Rank!"

"This is the True Dragon Fist on the third floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion!" Some disciples directly recognized the origin of Wang Lang's moves.

Lin Qingxuan was forced to take several steps back by this amazing momentum, and only then did he gain a firm foothold, in the face of such a powerful move, Lin Qingxuan obviously knew that it was not easy to deal with.

Letting the wind blow his hair, Lin Qingxuan's eyes closed, and he struck out another broken bone fist, punch after punch, although there was no surprise, but his face did not change until he was about to punch the last punch.

At this time, Lin Qingxuan, under Wang Lang's monstrous momentum, was like a flat boat in the wind and waves, floating and sinking, as if he could fall at any time and drown in the wind and waves.

"Go!" Wang Lang threw a powerful last punch, his face was blown a little deformed by the wind from the tip of the fist, his face turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat continued to roll down from his forehead, obviously this amazing move was also a great burden for Wang Lang, and with an order, the golden dragon with teeth and claws shook its head and tail, turned into a golden light, and rushed straight towards Lin Qingxuan.

"Roar!"

With the last punch a little jerky, Lin Qingxuan's thin body momentum was skyrocketing, and the bones of his whole body crackled and exploded, just like firecrackers, and the sound was endless, like an ancient gluttonous head lurking in Lin Qingxuan's body, and the aura of the desolation instantly filled the entire martial arts arena.

This is the fist intent of the six smashing fists! Among the six paths, all of them are smashing!

The moves are exhausted, and the fist intent is endless! This punch is directed at it, as if it can be flattened by sitting on a hill in front of it!

A punch slammed into the head of the golden dragon, the space at the tip of the fist was faintly distorted, and the air exploded directly, turning into a wave of black qi from Lin Qingxuan's fist, spreading out in all directions, the entire ground was shaken, and the top of the martial arts arena faintly had the momentum of opening.

"What a strong fist intent! It's unheard of!" Yi Honggang squinted.

The indomitable fist smashed the head of the golden dragon!

In an instant, the pitch-black shattering true qi on the fist was like boiling water melting snow, and as soon as the huge golden dragon's head touched Lin Qingxuan's fist, it instantly shattered into nothingness!

The fist momentum on the tip of the fist only increased, and a burst of black wind emitted from the tip of the fist, instantly breaking through the air, rolling up the dust all over the ground, destroying the withering and decaying, directly crushing the golden dragon and attacking Wang Lang.

Not to be outdone, Wang Lang roared, two fists were swung, and the remaining few golden dragons roared and roared again, rolling waves rushed around, and the railings around the martial arts platform were all blown off by the strong wind!

Lin Qingxuan's fist collided with the golden dragon again!

Suddenly, the wind was raging on the martial arts field, and the dust was everywhere, and the dust in the air blocked people's vision, and Lin Qingxuan and Wang Lang both disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

The two completely different energies collided, and the ripples of energy overflowed in all directions, and some disciples with weaker cultivation avoided them one after another, lest they would hurt themselves, causing a group of people to exclaim.

"It's horrible!"

"Is this Lin Qingxuan really in the Acupoint Realm?"

"Who the hell won?"

"Can Lin Qingxuan win?"

......

As the energy ripples of the move collision continued to expand until they dissipated, the dust that obscured the sky and the sun gradually fell, and finally the dust settled.

All eyes were on the place where the dust had dissipated, wanting to see who had won.

As the dust dissipated, Lin Qingxuan's blurred figure gradually appeared in everyone's field of vision, and at this time, Lin Qingxuan's white robe was printed with several shocking blood reds, which were extremely conspicuous, and there were wisps of blood at the corners of his mouth.

"Look, Lin Qingxuan is injured!"

"What about Wang Lang?"

The dust gradually dissipated, but Wang Lang disappeared.

"Wang Lang is there!" The sharp-eyed disciple suddenly found Wang Lang, who had fallen to the ground.

Wang Lang's appearance at this time was not much better than Wang Cang, his eyes were dull, the robes of his whole body were torn inch by inch, and the skin on the surface of his body was all shattered, and where the skin was cracked, blood flowed out.

"Shhh

Everyone in the audience only felt a chill all over their bodies, and their hearts were greatly shaken, the inner disciples of the first layer of the Pulse Realm also ended up in such a miserable end at Lin Qingxuan's hands, although Lin Qingxuan was injured, but compared to the miserable end of his opponent, it was simply insignificant.

"Defeat the Pulse Realm with the Acupoint Realm, this is the qualification of retrograde felling!" Yi Honggang sighed in his heart.

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, Lin Qingxuan's face turned pale, and it was obvious that Lin Qingxuan was also not lightly injured.

Fighting against the Pulse Crossing Realm with the Acupoint Realm, Lin Qingxuan was obviously also very difficult, and after a long time, after calming down the fluctuating blood qi, Lin Qingxuan slowly raised his steps.

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