On the ring, looking at the fist that was constantly expanding in his pupils, Zhou Fan raised his palm.

His movements seemed slow, even casual, but he came first, and the fist that radiated a glowing red gold fell on the golden fist print.

"Boom!"

Like a thunderbolt exploding in this quiet ring space, above the ring, in an instant, the wind swept away, the void shattered, Zhou Fan's figure did not move at all, and the amazing red sky flew out upside down at the moment when it exploded like thunder.

In an unknown space, the white-haired middle-aged man, that is, the instrument spirit of the Xuantian Temple, was looking at the Xuanjing in front of him, which was the scene of Zhou Fan's ring. Seeing that Zhou Fan had the upper hand in the first fight, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the white-haired middle-aged man, as if he didn't expect that this weak young man, who was still powerless when he first entered here, has now become so powerful.

Back in the ring, Chikong stabilized his upside-down body, he seemed to feel a trace of anger at being repelled by Zhou Fan, his eyes became extremely cold, and his blonde hair was flying, like a golden flame burning, this kind of emotional fluctuation did not look like a puppet body at all.

Zhou Fan, who was not far away, was a little skeptical about whether this was a puppet or not.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Red sky step, every step falls, like a war drum beating, a few steps, its spirit climbed to the extreme, the momentum exuded, so that the whole ring became a vacuum, the next moment, it shot again, or pinched the fist print, bombardment, the fist on the golden light is blazing, blazing like fire golden blood and gas, like the sun falling on the earth, the void set off ripples like a wave, and even accompanied by a blazing wind.

Zhou Fan's eyes lit up, feeling the supreme fist intent and majestic blood qi that enveloped his whole body, he understood that this one was most likely using the so-called Golden Yang Unbroken Body, and his qi had already exceeded the boundaries of the Mixed Yuan Realm, and he had the momentum of a powerhouse in the Palace Descending Realm.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows, and in the middle of his thoughts, the eternal golden body was urged to the extreme, and the red gold light converging on the surface of his body was like the rising sun at dawn, illuminating the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying qi that the red sky shrouded in him was forced to retreat.

Zhou Fan's eyes were blazing, and the battle spirit in his eyes was high, and the next moment, he raised his fist to meet him.

"Bang!" "Bang~!"

In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought dozens of moves, Jin Yang does not break the body, the eternal golden body, a congenital strongest physique, and an acquired flesh body, all of which are extremely powerful, the battle makes the space shattered, the strong wind howls, and the bluestone slabs laid on the ring are all lifted away, and finally shattered into dust, smoke and dust envelop the whole field, and even the main body of the ring has countless cracks, which will completely collapse, as if they can't withstand the powerful collision between the two.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable vibration from the main body of the ring, and in an instant, it was back to normal. And there was a faint glow on the entire ring, which became more solid.

"Bang!"

Above the ring, there was another fist collision, making a dull sound, and the two fighting figures each fell backwards on the ring, both of them did not change their faces and did not breathe.

"This young man is really the golden scale in the pool, and after solving the innate supernatural power that bothered him, he turned into a dragon!"

In the unknown space, the white-haired middle-aged man looked at the fierce battle between the two, even if he had lived through endless years and witnessed many peerless talents, he couldn't help but sigh at Zhou Fan's current transformation.

"But this is just the beginning, Jin Yang's unbroken body is not just a strong body······"

The picture returned to the ring, at the same time as the white-haired middle-aged voice fell, the red sky eyes were blazing to the extreme, and his whole person bloomed with dazzling golden brilliance, with the continuous surge of breath, a golden sun appeared behind him, emitting the light and heat of the extreme realm, and the reinforced ring was once again shattered by the breath it emitted, and where it was, it spread out dense and narrow cracks, black as night, like black lightning.

"Fight!"

Suddenly, a battle sound came from Chikong's mouth, which shocked Zhou Fan, and he began to wonder whether the person in front of him was a puppet or a real person, but before he could think deeply, Chikong had been; Tearing through the air, attacking and killing.

"It doesn't matter if you're a real person or a puppet, I'll blow you up!"

"Fight!"

Zhou Fan burst into a shout, and his body struck upward, but just after three or four moves, Zhou Fan was at a disadvantage, because the golden sun behind Chikong would have infinite power injected into his fist every time he swung his fist, so that the power of every move and style of Chikong was enhanced.

The reason why the Golden Yang Unbroken Body is called this name is because this kind of physique will give birth to a round of Divine Yang in the physical body, as long as it is displayed, it will continue to provide powerful power to the body, unless the Golden Divine Yang is shattered, otherwise, it is simply wishful thinking that the same realm wants to defeat the owner of the Golden Yang Unbroken Body.

After fighting more than a dozen moves, Zhou Fan felt that his fists and arms were a little numb, which made his heart shake, and while sighing at the strength of the opponent, he thought of Zhidark, it seems that the last time he fought with him, Zhidian kept his hand and did not exert the true power of the dark body.

"Bang!"

Because of the numbness in his arm, Zhou Fan realized that the punch did not arrive, so that Chikong seized the opportunity and slammed a punch on the chest and smashed it into the ring. The acquired physique is a little worse than the innate physique after all.

Zhou Fan got up and rubbed his aching chest, his face was extremely ugly.

"Do you want to lose in this ring again? No, I'm going to win! ”

Zhou Fan was in a trance for a moment, and immediately, his gaze became firm, since the physical body can't be compared, it is better than the supernatural cultivation.

The next moment, the glass-like mana in Zhou Fan's body surged, and the sword finger was sacrificed, and a brilliant sword light instantly slashed towards the red sky above.

Standing in the void, the golden sun behind him was shining brightly, reflecting him as a sun god, he raised his hand to grab the sword light, and a little spark erupted between his palms, and immediately, his big hand pinched, and the sword light was directly shattered with a bang.

At the same time as he crushed the sword light, hundreds of sword lights accompanied by endless sharp qi slashed towards him in all directions.

"Bell", "bell", "bell"!

In the sky above the ring, the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, surrounded by sword light, the red sky either punched or split palms, and in a moment, all the sword light that Zhou Fan slashed out was shattered.

Suddenly it rained on the ring, looking at it, it was beautiful!