Seeing the rainbow-like momentum of the red-faced old man, Ding Xiaoyi's cold eyes were raised, and violent power was stirred around him.

The flesh that has been washed by the light of the prison god and the blood of the dragon is full of primitive and majestic power. He raised his right fist and rushed towards the red-faced old man like a cheetah.

The surrounding space shook, and a peerless beast-like phantom appeared behind Nanqiaozi. It was a huge, ape-like figure.

The air around him seemed to be evacuated under the fists of the red-faced old man, and only the violent fists flickered in the gladiatorial arena.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes froze, and he swung his fist to meet the attack. There are no flashy moves, and there is no momentum like the sky is falling apart.

Ding Xiaoyi's fist was like a weak ant, giving people the illusion of vulnerability. But the red-faced old man was surrounded by majestic strength, like a storm crashing on the shore.

In particular, the giant ape phantom behind the red-faced old man was letting out a roaring roar, which was a combination of strength and wildness.

Nanqiaozi's speed was very fast, and the space made a concussive sound under his fist, and the concussive sound stirred up a whistling sonic boom.

The fist tore through the space, and Nanqiaozi's figure became blurred, because his speed was too fast.

Ding Xiaoyi felt the purest power explode in his body, causing his blood to boil.

And the primordial and pure power contained in his body also roared like a volcanic eruption in that instant.

The figure flashed, and Ding Xiaoyi raised his fist and attacked the red-faced old man. In the eyes of others, the young man in cloth was like a mantis arm hitting a stone with an egg.

Because the figure of the cloth-clothed boy was too weak, his right fist was obviously incomparably small. Nanqiaozi's fists instantly arrived in front of Ding Xiaoyi's body, and Ding Xiaoyi's right fist waved, and the roaring power gushed out from his body.

His right fist slammed into Nan Qiaozi's fists, but Nan Qiaozi had a contemptuous smile on his face.

This cloth-clothed boy compares his strength with him, which is simply self-inflicted. Although he doesn't have any flashy moves, he doesn't have too advanced martial arts techniques.

He only ruled the world with his own strength like the power of the wilderness. His brute strength is his greatest reliance.

"Bang", a dull sound sounded, Ding Xiaoyi's right fist hit the huge fists, and a majestic force poured from the fists.

The power of the tyrant roared from his right fist like a river, and slammed into his right arm.

Ding Xiaoyi's face changed slightly, and the power of the tyrant made his right arm numb. And Nan Qiaozi's face also changed slightly, and he didn't imagine that the young man was blown away by his fists.

Because the young man's body only shook slightly, and then he resisted all his strength. A thunderous force surged straight in, and Ding Xiaoyi's body couldn't help but shake a few times, which only then did he resist the thunderous power.

The fists clashed, stirring up a violent wind and splashing in all directions. The space in the gladiatorial arena was torn apart by the fierce wind, which caused another shock in the gladiatorial arena.

The two figures froze in the gladiatorial arena, the young man in cloth had a calm demeanor, and the red-faced old man had a slight change in his face.

The two figures froze like this, and Nanqiaozi glared angrily. The peerless giant ape phantom behind him couldn't help but let out a roar, only to see his arms shook,

With a "boom", Nanqiaozi's clothes rose like a blast, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, the violent power burst up.

Ding Xiaoyi's body was shocked, and the primordial power that filled his body couldn't help but feel like the boiling pot oil was thrown into a torch.

"......Boom", a volcanic eruption of violent energy in Ding Xiaoyi's body surged, and at the same time, his right arm also shook, and the power of the desolation in his body turned into a roaring dragon and roared towards his right fist.

"Boom", the power around Nanqiaozi became more and more violent, and the peerless giant ape phantom behind him raised its giant fist like a hammer and smashed it down on Ding Xiaoyi's head.

The space cracked open inch by inch under the iron fist of the giant ape phantom, and the peerless giant ape phantom was domineering and violent, and a pair of iron fists smashed down like raindrops.

Ding Xiaoyi punched against Nanqiaozi's fists, and he shook it with his left hand. The power of the flood turned into a river rushing and poured up, and his left fist condensed the power of the whole body towards the iron fist that fell like raindrops.

The fist kept changing in space, and finally Ding Xiaoyi's left fist turned into a huge dragon head.

The dragon's head roared and rushed towards the iron fist that the great ape had smashed.

"Boom ......", Nan Qiaozi's strength rose again, and his fists began to change. As soon as he stepped under his feet, a mountain of power poured out.

He shook his fists, and the devastating power roared towards Ding Xiaoyi's right fist. Ding Xiaoyi's body was covered with a layer of faint light, and that light was the divine power left in his body by the light of the Prison God.

The baptism of the light of the Prison God made his flesh wash to the maximum. Ding Xiaoyi stepped on his feet, and the power around him rose layer upon layer, and the desolate power blasted away from his right fist.

Both of them condensed their strength to the maximum, and the left fist that turned into a dragon's head and roared collided with the iron fist that the peerless giant ape smashed down wildly.

"Boom, boom, boom,......", the space shook endlessly, and the entire gladiatorial arena seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

And the runes that shrouded the gladiatorial arena shone with bursts of dazzling light, flickering incessantly.

"Bang, bang, bang", Ding Xiaoyi's figure was like the wind, and he raised his fist and punched Nanqiaozi several times. After a dull sound, the figures of the two suddenly separated.

They all used their initial force to deliver the most violent impact. The fists are like the wind, the fists are to the flesh, and at the beginning it is a collision of violent forces.

After the two of them had just begun to test their strength, they let go of their hands and feet. I saw that their bodies were like the wind, and their fists collided together like shadows.

Ding Xiaoyi volleyed into the air, he kicked out several kicks quickly, and each kick landed on Nanqiaozi's body extremely strongly.

But Nanqiaozi did not show weakness, he turned into a roaring and roaring giant ape beast, and his fists rained down on Ding Xiao's body.

The robes of both were shattered by the violent and primal force. This is like a battle between super overhauls, which is no different from splashing skin in the market.

With a "bang", Ding Xiaoyi punched Nanqiaozi in the chin, but Nanqiaozi punched Ding Xiaoyi's chest.

The two fought back and forth for dozens of rounds, but still did not distinguish the winner. Dante Xiaoyi is becoming more and more courageous, he is like a raging cheetah.

Nanqiaozi is also strong and strong without aging, especially the phantom of the peerless giant ape behind him, and he can't stop roaring.

The roar permeated the entire arena, sending a throbbing pain to everyone's eardrums. This is a hearty battle of power, without any flashy moves, only the most primitive power contest.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't use the Yin and Yang Reincarnation Gaze, he didn't release his sword intent, he just relied on the most primitive strength of his body to fight with Nanqiaozi.

Although the scene was rough and wild, it was no less dangerous than any battle in his life.

Nanqiaozi's brute strength has reached the peak of the realm, and the extreme of strength is the beginning of the Tao.

"Boom ......", the two figures suddenly separated again, and the corners of Ding Xiaoyi and Nanqiaozi's mouths overflowed with a touch of red blood.

The battle intent in their eyes became stronger and stronger,...... The strong battle spirit turned into a raging fire, and the two of them did not have any words, only the hearty battle could represent their determination at this time.

"If you don't fight, the old man can't beat you", Nanqiaozi couldn't win after a long battle, he couldn't help but shake his body and jumped out of the battle circle.

He said to Ding Xiaoyi angrily, and Ding Xiaoyi was also stunned, but he didn't expect this red-faced old man to be so simple.

"I didn't expect that your physical strength is not bad, the old man cultivates for his strength, but you haven't even taken out half of your strength, if you don't fight, the old man will lose." Nanqiaozi waved his hand to Ding Xiaoyi, and then decisively admitted that his skills were inferior.

"Thank you seniors for agreeing." Ding Xiaoyi was slightly stunned, and then he arched his hand to the other party and said.

Although Nanqiaozi looks at him very unpleasantly, he is not so annoying. On the contrary, he was frank and generous, admitting that he had lost, which made Ding Xiaoyi feel good.

"Who else?" …… Ding Xiaoyi watched Nanqiaozi leave the gladiatorial arena, and he raised his voice and shouted.