Chapter 310: Superior Combat Power

While watching the battle, Yuan Shang did not hesitate to praise: "Luoguang's Sui Han palm technique is becoming more and more perfect."

Luo Guang is not only a martial arts powerhouse who fights against Zhao Yun, but also majoring in the power of ice, and he is also famous.

"There is a fallen brother who comes out, and that kid will be half crippled if he doesn't die."

"It is said that once the power of the cold enters the body, the whole body is like falling into an ice cave, and the bones will be frozen, and that kid will have a hard time suffering."

"That's a bad breath!"

"Bump!" In the limelight, the blood-colored fist collided with the transparent icicle, but the result was shocking, only to see the ice-sticks as hard as iron split, and the ice slag shot like a knife, which frightened many people to dodge in a hurry, and Luoguang's Sui Han fist strength was actually broken by Zhao Yun's blow!

What's even more terrifying is that the momentum of the fist full of anger has not decreased, and it has been heavily imprinted on Luo Guang's palm, and the latter suddenly felt a huge force entering his body, and took a few steps back to dissolve that force, otherwise the entire arm would have to be abolished.

"How is that possible!" The smile that Yuan Shang had just raised turned sharply, and only Kong Ru was not very surprised.

"Brother Luo hasn't used all his strength at all, don't worry, let him be rampant for a while!"

"How daring!" Luo Guang didn't expect that he was repelled by the Yue Da realm, and his strong sense of shame made him not care about bullying the small, his arms shook, and a three-zhang iceman appeared behind him, and as soon as he appeared, the originally warm weather turned into a cold winter.

This is Luoguang's martial arts, a cold iceman! At the beginning, Luo Guang almost froze to death in order to condense this martial arts, but the condition was like that.

"Taste the storm!" With a wave of his hand, a storm of ice and snow flew out of the Iceman's martial arts, like thousands of cold ice arrows enveloping Zhao Yun, and he couldn't see his figure clearly in the blink of an eye, and he was buried in the ice and snow.

"Dead!"

"I'm afraid I'm going to be torn apart by the storm!"

No matter how cold the ice storm is, it can't extinguish Zhao Yun's anger, in the face of the storm that is enough to easily strangle the peak powerhouse of Wu Mu, he is not the slightest moved, his cold eyes are like a vengeful wolf king, only killing.

I saw that in the storm, two fist shadows were crisscrossing and closing, and when Luo Guang just felt that something was wrong, the ice storm shattered, and then a blood-colored fist broke through the white ice and came straight towards him.

Luo Guang wrapped his hands around, and a transparent ice shield suddenly formed in front of him, but it only supported less than a breath before it was shattered, and then he felt a majestic force of blood and qi fall on his chest, and this martial arts master flew out upside down before he could make a few moves.

Zhao Yun jumped up and chased after him, Luo Guang had to shoot again before he could stabilize his body, and this time he was ready to make a desperate bet and send Zhao Yun directly to the west sky!

"Whew!" Luo Guang pinched the seal with both hands, and the iceman Wu Xiang behind him roared, turning into a three-zhang ice hockey hula and rolling out, a huge shadow covered the panicked sun, and the weight of a thousand pounds pressed the air to burst open again and again, and people were like ants under it, and they would be smashed into meat sauce at any time.

Zhao Yun's sleeve robe fluttered, the qi and blood around his body were like a tide, and the majestic power of qi and blood turned into a mighty blood-colored frenzy, and then rolled into the sky with a punch!

"Blood Demon Fist's second move, Blood Triggers a Rush!"

When this punch appeared, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths, and they couldn't believe that this was a blow from Wu Mu's triple play, which simply subverted the three views!

"Bump!" The blood-colored fist wind slammed into the center of the ice hockey ball like an armor-breaking heavy weapon, and the impact of the ice ball turned by Wu Xiang was too great, carrying Zhao Yun straight to the ground, but Luo Guang was not happy at all, but his eyes were panicked, until he vomited blood, because he clearly felt that the ice hockey was afraid and cracked!

"Boom!" Finally, before it really landed, the ice hockey was torn apart, this is the martial arts of Luoguang, the martial arts were hit hard, and the deity was bound to be counterattacked, and this is indeed the case, at the moment when the ice hockey was destroyed, Luo Guang spit out three mouthfuls of blood, and the realm fell directly from the martial arts to the martial arts!

But Zhao Yun didn't let it go, and kicked out a piece of ice fragments, smashing it on Luo Guang's head like a flying knife, and the latter instantly opened his head, following in the footsteps of the previous martial arts peak powerhouse.

"Is that much like kicking people in the head?"

"It's a little perverted!"

"It's too violent!"

"Meng Dai, you go, I'm going to make his head explode like this!" Finally, Yuan Shang realized the seriousness of the problem, and directly sent a martial arts fivefold master, each realm of the martial phase realm was very different, and Meng Dai's strength was several times higher than that of Luo Guang.

"I will live up to the young master's trust!" Meng Dai stepped forward without the slightest delay and shot directly, a sword hummed, and a cyan sword was slashed, and the arrogant sword qi was also like himself, aggressive and powerful.

This blow seems to be an understatement, but it is actually three points more powerful than Luo Guang's last move!

Zhao Yun was in full swing at this time, and he didn't retreat in the slightest, but he didn't have a hard sword qi, but he rushed forward and dodged and went straight to himself, wanting to fight in close quarters.

"Wishful thinking!" Meng Dai swung his sword like rain, and in a single breath, hundreds of sword qi crisscrossed and weaved, weaving an impermeable net, blocking all Zhao Yun's paths.

Zhao Yun's fists were clenched, the qi and blood in his body were like a baking oven, the surface of his skin was covered with a layer of blood, and the whole person looked extremely fierce, just like the mood at this time, full of anger.

Perhaps fists are the most direct way to vent anger, in the face of dense sword qi, Zhao Yun swept through the sky with a bloody wind and rain, and the blood-colored wind and waves carried a mountain of momentum to smash the sword qi.

Meng Dai squinted his eyes and stabbed out with a sword, but the mediocre move was like a bamboo, the stabbing made the air stab and burn, and the sharp sword momentum shocked everyone's hearts, obviously Meng Dai's strength exceeded expectations.

"Fu Fang Gong!" Zhao Yun's heart moved, and the exercise route belonging to the Fu Fang Gong was quietly running, this imperial secret method had a very good effect, and it could increase its combat power even in the Martial Mu Realm.

"Boom!" In an instant, a blazing blood light erupted from Zhao Yun's body, his breath increased three times compared to before, and his right fist erupted with red light, blasting directly towards the sword blade with an indomitable ferocity!

"How dare he!"

"Physically against the general's blade?"

"Pure death!"

If Zhao Yun was an ordinary body, this blow would undoubtedly hit the stone with an egg, after all, how could a fist be as hard as a sword blade? But in fact, Zhao Yun is the king's physical body, and after recovering his cultivation, he has been able to fully exert the power of his physical body, and his hardness is not weaker than that of a general-level spiritual soldier!

Suddenly, Zhao Yun's iron fist and the long sword collided together, and what was jaw-dropping was that after a crisp sound, the blade of the sword was actually broken, Meng Dai didn't expect such a result at all, he was dumbfounded for a while, and was slammed in the chest by Zhao Yun who seized the opportunity!

"Poof!" Meng Dai fell to the ground and vomited blood, his vitality was rapidly decaying, Zhao Yun's punch directly shattered his heart, but it was a pity that a generation of martial arts five-fold swordsman, martial arts was killed before it was used, in the final analysis, he underestimated Zhao Yun, so that he lost his mind when the sword broke.

"Let's go together, I want him dead!" Yuan Shang's mentality obviously collapsed, and he felt more and more uneasy, especially when he thought that the blood and the two had not returned, the feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger.

Hearing the order, three martial arts six powerhouses, as well as more than a dozen martial arts peaks surrounded at the same time, although they felt that it was a bit of a big fuss, but Yuan Shang's order did not dare to disobey.

"Just use all your strength!"

Yuan Shang ordered again, and behind the three martial arts powerhouses, a black-faced King Kong, a flame man, and a blood-colored broadsword appeared, Meng Dai's experience of the previous car was vivid, and they didn't want to capsize in the gutter. At the same time, more than a dozen Martial Mu Realm powerhouses also pulled out their weapons, and the pressure on Zhao Yun's body increased tenfold for a while!

"Brother Zhao......" Kong Ru was originally full of confidence, but his two fists were invincible to four feet, and he couldn't help but be a little worried when he saw this posture.

"Kill!" The black-faced Vajra martial artist took the lead in attacking among the strong men, holding out a pitch-black mountain with both hands, which seemed to weigh 100,000 catties, and there was a faint sound of thunder and lightning when it was smashed out.

The flame man threw out a flame giant snake and pounced on the back of Zhao Yun's head in a big circle, and the blood-colored big knife slashed out a three-zhang sword light, and more than a dozen martial arts realm powerhouses also used their own pressure box to learn from the bottom of the box, and one by one the energy flew out like no money.

Zhao Yun's expression was not shocked, he still did not have half a bit of fear, the blood and qi in his body were surging, and the Fu Fang Gong and the Wuxiang Sutra were running at the same time, and there seemed to be a Zen sound in the dark.

Different energies collided together in Zhao Yun's position, and in an instant, the floor flew up, and the dust flew.

The smoke of war drowned out Zhao Yun's figure.