Wang Cang kicked away the fragments of the Xuanjing Iron Sword on the ground, then closed his eyes, and in an instant, the true qi in his body rolled out.

"Drink!" As Wang Cang opened his eyes, the true qi of his whole body was agitated, the strong wind around his body was blowing, some dust was blown away, and the true qi of his whole body continued to pour into his arms, and the arms were as red as a soldering iron, and the fluctuations of true qi visible to the naked eye on his arms were clearly visible, and as time passed, the true qi gushed out, and Wang Cang's two arms continued to tremble, which showed how amazing the energy continued on the arms.

At the same time, seeing that Wang Cang showed his hole cards, Lin Qingxuan didn't dare to be careless, stepped out with his feet, and alternately came out with his fists, playing the first style of "Broken Bone Fist".

"It's really "Broken Scripture Broken Bone Fist", oh my God!"

"A mortal-level low-level boxing technique, how is it possible!"

When everyone saw Lin Qingxuan's posture, some disciples who had practiced "Broken Scripture Splitting Bone Fist" exclaimed.

"Is this really the case?" Yi Honggang's eyes shone brightly, "It is also possible that the fist book created by Hongmeng Ancestor when he was young. ”

A trace of madness flashed in Wang Cang's eyes, and the punch was punched, and the quiet air actually crackled, and he used the sound to pass the steps again, tossing and turning, shuttling forward, and instantly arrived in front of Lin Qingxuan!

The red light sprayed his fists like the sickle of death, which was raised high by Wang Cang and smashed down!

This punch almost infused Wang Cang's whole body with true qi, and the whole fist had a terrifying momentum, just like the furnace that was close at hand, and the light pierced people's eyes so much that they couldn't open their eyes!

"Lin Qingxuan, go die!" Wang Cang roared: "My Wang family's strongest fist technique, the Great Collapse Fist!"

"Flashy!" this is Lin Qingxuan's evaluation.

Lin Qingxuan didn't want to dodge Wang Cang's strongest blow at all, and at the last moment, Lin Qingxuan's momentum skyrocketed, and his mind was full of the fist intent of "Six Ways of Smashing Fist", but the punch he made on the surface was the starting style of "Broken Bone Fist"!

Although this punch is a mediocre move, it has the momentum of breaking rivers and breaking mountains and swallowing the world!

"This is fist intent!" The Northern Underworld Dao people could see at a glance the root of Lin Qingxuan's punch.

The slightly white fist carries a stream of black six shattering true qi!

At the moment when Wang Cang's fist touched Lin Qingxuan's fist, a strange force poured out of Lin Qingxuan's fist, with the will to crush everything, and instantly poured into Wang Cang's arm, and then it crackled like a broken bamboo, and the entire Wang Cang's arm collapsed in an instant!

"Click, click!" In the quiet field, a series of trivial voices clearly came into everyone's ears.

"What sound?"

"Something seems to have shattered!"

The true qi cover on Wang Cang's fist shattered instantly, and along with the shattering, there were also the meridian bones of Wang Cang's arms!

"What?!" The man, who was two points similar to Wang Cang, saw the clue and jumped up from his seat, obviously unable to sit still.

"This is?!" with the same expression, there are also Zhao Dian and Yu Ze in the Three Holy Palace.

"That Wang Cang's hands are useless!" The sharp-eyed disciple also noticed Wang Cang's abnormality

"Goo, goo. ”

Some kept rolling their throats to hide the shock inside.

Strong! Really strong! Ruthless! Really ruthless! This is the evaluation of Lin Qingxuan by the people below.

And the strong, no matter where they are, have always been the object of worship!

At this time, Lin Qingxuan, standing on the stage, compared with the menacing Wang Cang just now, really seemed silent, but standing on the winning side did not have the slightest smugness, and undoubtedly became a little mysterious in the eyes of everyone, which made people spontaneously awe-inspired.

The next moment, Lin Qingxuan's expression was indifferent, his sleeve robe crackled again, and his right fist carried black true qi towards Wang Cang's abdomen.

As Lin Qingxuan's fist got closer and closer, Wang Cang did not dodge.

It's not that Wang Cang doesn't want to resist or dodge, but Wang Cang's two hands have been shattered in the collision with Lin Qingxuan, and he can't exert his strength, and the severe pain has made the nerves numb, unable to react quickly, and can only watch Lin Qingxuan's fists get closer and closer.

"Stop!" there was a loud shout from the audience.

Ignoring this drink, Lin Qingxuan's fist smashed towards Wang Cang with a whirring strong wind.

The strong wind carried by this punch blew all the hair on Lin Qingxuan's forehead, revealing a pair of clear but cold black eyes.

"I said that I would use "Broken Scripture Splitting Bone Fist" to break your meridians and bones!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Qingxuan's fist slammed into Wang Cang's abdomen.

Wang Cang's figure flew out like a kite with a broken string, and in countless horrified eyes, it hit the guardrail of the martial arts stage, and the guardrail was shattered, and Wang Cang then flew under the stage.

There was still a blood red left in the air, which was spit out by Wang Cang when he was smashed into the air, and a few drops were splashed on Lin Qingxuan's hands.

Looking at Wang Cang, who was defeated without suspense in the field, the shock that had not dissipated before everyone in the audience slowly rolled up from their hearts.

This man cannot be offended!

Wang Cang's face in the audience was facing the ground, and the blood slowly dyed the place where his head was located gradually red, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The few drops of Wang Cang's blood in the air, after being sprinkled on Lin Qingxuan's hands, gradually disappeared, as if evaporating, and no one noticed.

"I told you to stop before, why did you still make a move?" A man jumped and fell in front of Lin Qingxuan, and it was the man who had a somewhat similar appearance to Wang Cang.

"Who are you?" Lin Qingxuan put away his fist, turned his head, and saw the comer clearly.

"My name is Wang Lang, and I am Wang Cang's cousin. The man said, "You have already won, why do you have to be so ruthless!"

"Where did you see that I won, did Wang Cang fall to the ground, or did Wang Cang already admit defeat?" Lin Qingxuan retorted.

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want with a little ability, see the sharp-mouthed boy! I'm going to teach you a good lesson today!" was speechless by Lin Qingxuan's refutation, and Wang Lang's expression changed.

Lin Qingxuan laughed: "If you hit the small one, you will naturally jump out of the old one, why make excuses if you want to make a move, if you dare to make a move, I will accompany you to the end!" Lin Qingxuan actually noticed this person who looked a little similar to Wang Cang as soon as he entered the scene.

"You are looking for death!" Wang Lang saw that he was poked by Lin Qingxuan, and when he raised his hand, he slashed it with a punch, and it was the big collapse punch that Wang Cang used just now!

Originally, seeing that the battle between Lin Qingxuan and Wang Cang had ended without any suspense, but another one jumped out, and everyone watching the battle instantly put their eyes on the stage again.

"Isn't that the inner disciple Wang Lang?"

"No matter how rebellious these Lin Qingxuan are, it is impossible to win!"

"The inner disciples are at least all in the Pulse Realm!"

The same move, in the hands of Wang Lang and Wang Cang, is simply incomparable.

Wang Lang made a move, but before he could mention his true qi, the air around him was drumming, and in the wind, there was a loud tiger roar, and the momentum was like a fierce tiger swooping down the mountain.

Lin Qingxuan's body bent slightly, and after a slight silence, his bow-like body bounced up instantly, like a cheetah ready to go, and raising his hand was the starting style of "Broken Bone Fist".

Lin Qingxuan suddenly punched out, and the air at the tip of the fist was cracked by the six shattering true qi on the fist, turning into a straight black qi wave, shooting straight towards Wang Lang.

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