"Senior Brother Zhuoyu!" Jiang Dian's screaming was heartbreaking, and he resolutely rushed into the battle.

The glow in Xia Ze's hand, as well as the giant axe condensed by the thunder and lightning of true qi, had reached the point where it had to be smashed, but this woman who inexplicably entered the battle and was in front of Liu Zhuoyu became a variable.

That weak body, the little face that was reflected by the dazzling thunder light, that is, this trance kung fu, Xia Ze had lost the opportunity to finish Liu Zhuoyu with one palm, the latter hesitated for a moment, and quickly took Jiang Dianshu and stepped back.

Seeing that the woman was out of trouble, Xia Ze roared violently, and a palm fell, and a ten-zhang high thunderbolt palm shadow slammed down on the river. The big waves stirred up, and the entire jade-colored river was suddenly floating like jade, and the small tea boat had already been shattered into powder.

Before Chen Xin'an could react, Jiang Dianshu rushed out, as if he was risking his life to sacrifice himself for Liu Zhuoyu's crotch. He watched Xia Ze almost split the palm, wanting to save the fragile woman who looked like a white porcelain bottle, but at that moment his feet were so weak and weak, and it was as if he had been poured molten iron and firmly welded to the ground.

So when Liu Zhuoyu, who had retreated violently, withdrew to the tea boat with Jiang Diansu in his arms, he was not only happy, but also hated his cowardice. As soon as his shoulders tightened, Chen Xin'an seemed to be held hostage by a pair of big hands, and when his feet touched the ground again, Chen Xin'an suddenly found that Liu Zhuoyu had put Jiang Diansu into his arms, and the golden talisman on his fingertips quietly rose into flames and burned to ashes.

This is the bank of the river, and the onlookers were startled by the sudden appearance of these three immortals who can move mountains and shrink the land

"Zhuoyu, where are you going?" Chen Xin'an had long lost his previous awkward emotions and shouted at Liu Zhuoyu, who was about to return to the battlefield.

Liu Zhuoyu didn't turn around, he walked into the river step by step, and looked at Xia Ze who was standing in the river with a fist in the river: "Divide the level of boxing skills, if you can, I want to divide life and death."

Chen Xin'an wanted to say something, but found that Liu Zhuoyu seemed to have changed his tone, as if they had never known each other, just a back, the aura emanating from his body was like a solemn god, he took one step at a time, as heavy as a mountain, and his fist intent flowed.

With a bang, Liu Zhuoyu rose from the ground, plunged into the river, and spontaneously condensed, stepping on the river as if walking on the ground, he shouted loudly: "I was lucky enough to avoid your killing move because of my junior sister's disturbance before......

When he said this, Liu Zhuoyu frowned slightly, Xia Ze smiled and said nothing, maybe it should be said that it was his killing move, but he never figured out how Xia Ze used the magic axe he was proud of, and even for his two major fist moves, Jade Tiger Ming, and even the drums were so familiar, could it be that the master was out of the same door?

"I don't count the previous ones, I, Liu Zhuoyu, am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, I will stand still and eat your magic axe, then if I am not dead after that, then I will be divided into high and low, life and death!"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

"Is he crazy! Stand still and resist a punch? Are the people of the Haoqi Sect stupid to read?" Wei Yanxi was furious, and with the ear detective arranged by the riverside to report the battle situation of the two in time, he could know the battle situation well.

Lin Luqing twisted her jade fingers lightly, her lips moved slightly, and when her eyes touched Liu Yuzhuo, who came from afar on the river, she couldn't help frowning slightly: "It's troublesome, it's not small."

"Miss Lin, what do you say?" Although Ning Zhinuan knew that Lin Luqing had a cold temperament and easily did not talk to people, in the face of such a situation that he couldn't see clearly, he still spoke with the attitude of giving it a try.

"Unspeakable." Lin Luqing's words were concise and to the point.

Ning Zhinuan was taken aback, and had to look at the two in the distance stupidly.

Xia Ze looked at Liu Zhuoyu who was slowly drifting over, and suddenly smiled: "Brother Liu, a true gentleman, I'm welcome."

Liu Zhuoyu couldn't help sweating on his forehead, maybe he really shouldn't be so aware of righteousness, after all, even if Jiang Dianshu hadn't entered the battle before, he might have escaped by luck.

But soon, he smiled relievedly, "Please."

From the previous fight, Liu Zhuoyu can see that Xia Ze's boxing moves have obviously undergone no less than tens of thousands of polishes, just like an iron pestle grinding needle.

The kiln pulls the embryo, and the slow work produces meticulous work, so Xia Ze can let the fist get on his body early in the case of the four realms of martial arts.

After the establishment of a boxing book, after dozens of generations of inheritance, it is particularly difficult to pass on the true meaning of boxing. And some masters are worried that the apprentices of the church are themselves, so often many people who practice boxing only learn their forms and do not know their methods. Therefore, a set of boxing moves, those who practice boxing are strong and weak.

And Xia Ze's set of boxing books, after a few little dolls who practice qi roughly pointed out the luck method, the rest is to polish it over and over again, all by themselves, after tens of thousands of times of practicing boxing and walking piles, the fist will flow like a fist.

Therefore, on the way from Diancang Mountain to Daqi Dongjing, Xia Ze was able to cross the two realms to fight with people without using that godhead robe.

Xia Ze's body Xia Ze was also slightly suppressed with boiling fist intent, crunching around the dragon's spine behind him, and then suddenly pierced a sky-high splash.

"It's coming!" Xia Ze shouted violently, quickly killed Liu Zhuoyu two feet in front of him, and blasted out with a punch, and a fist that swept the river above the river surface exploded and smashed towards Liu Zhuoyu.

The latter really didn't move, the splash and fist gang were like a mountain pressed down, and with a loud bang, Liu Zhuoyu's whole person was pressed into the river, and in an instant, the water dragon was churning, the fog was everywhere, and the thunder was lingering.

On the riverbank, Jiang Dianshu was already frightened, and he saw that he was about to fight to the battlefield to save each other, but he was stopped by Chen Xin'an, and refused to let go no matter how she scolded her, not because he was jealous, but because he knew that Liu Zhuoyu at this moment was not the person they knew well, and it was hard to imagine what the consequences would be if he rashly stirred up the situation.

Xia Ze looked at the churning river and quickly ventilated, he didn't choose to hit Liu Zhuoyu's magic axe, it's not that he won't, but as Liu Zhuoyu thought, he just learned the shape, and if he really wants to take the lead in this competition, it may not be more real than using his own fist, so in the previous round of fighting, Liu Zhuoyu is likely to be unscathed.

Jiang Dianshu's life, in exchange for his chance to come back, it is worth it.

The water exploded, and there was a young man in white, bleeding from his mouth and nose, his hair was scattered by the river, and his sleeves were hunting in the wind.

"Brother Xia, it's okay to hit me with that blow of the divine axe, wouldn't it be okay to change your tactics temporarily?" Liu Zhuoyu wiped his nosebleed and said with a wry smile.

"I'm not ashamed at all, and even a little unsatisfied, if I still attack with a divine axe, it will be beneficial to me on the surface, but you may also have a way to deal with it." Xia Ze grinned, then regained control of the boxing fight, and said in a loud voice, "Now that the grievances have been settled, let's divide the fist now."

"That's what I mean!" Liu Zhuoyu suddenly clasped his palms, and in an instant, his eyes suddenly burst into electric light, and his originally fair and handsome face was suddenly covered with a layer of blood, his long hair flew away, and his fangs were eternal, like the heavenly yakshas.

Bursts of fists mixed with divine will pressed the river water on the soles of his feet, and finally behind him, a round of dark moon was condensed, constantly whirling.

"Another god reincarnated." Lin Luqing stood up.

Yu Huo and Ning Zhinuan glanced at each other and said no more, and there was even a hint of sadness in the latter's eyes. The reincarnation of the gods, what a distant word, but it is something that Ning Zhinuan thought about but did not dare to hope for, after all, Ning Zhinuan's father was the reincarnation of the ancient fire lord ten thousand years ago, so he was able to establish the religion and claim the ancestor to establish the Lingyan Sect.

On the other hand, the battle situation has been turned upside down, Liu Zhuoyu punches every time, like a thunderbolt, although he still has practiced three tricks perfectly, Jade Tiger Ming, even drums, and magic axes, but the killing power of boxing moves is completely different.

Xia Ze was scorched all over his face in the thunder light, but he still had more than enough to deal with, and after blocking Liu Zhuoyu's ferocious punch to the front door, he grabbed a flaw, and his punch was like thunder, and in an instant, all seventy-one punches were punched.

At first, he could still touch the truth, but just when he was about to hit the last punch to form seventy-two punches in a row, Liu Zhuoyu's figure suddenly became illusory, so Xia Ze's punch not only failed to hit, but even his body was unbalanced and flew out.

Behind him, a ghost figure with a dark face suddenly appeared, and smashed his palms into Xia Ze's back of the heart.

Xia Ze's heart moved, he twisted his waist suddenly, his eyes were shining, and then he flew out

A golden light shook the black shadow.

Xia Ze fell suddenly, and Leng Buding smashed his fist to his side, just hitting the red-faced fanged Liu Zhuoyu.

In the sky, two figures swept back into the main body.

Except for Lin Luqing, everyone gasped, and the two Yin Gods traveled far away. If it is said that Liu Zhuoyu, a martial artist, failed to train the Yang God but cultivated a Yin God, and he can explain it with his extensive knowledge, but Xia Ze can go to a Four Realms martial artist to refine a Yin God that can be matched, it is a bit unbelievable.

Liu Zhuoyu stood still, Xia Ze saw that he couldn't make a punch, took a deep breath of pure true qi, and slammed into Liu Zhuoyu's chest with a blow again.

There was a loud bang, the person in front of him stood still, Xia Ze noticed that something was wrong, and wanted to pull away from it, but the next moment, two extremely fast jade tiger roars quickly killed from the left and right.

Xia Ze was not in a hurry to dodge, he had to resist with his arms, and after the speed of the two thunderbolts climbed to the extreme, they were as thin as hair, and after a while, two thin blood lines began to appear on Xia Ze's arms. Liu Zhuoyu flew up and kicked Xia Ze out heavily.

Xia Ze rolled heavily on the surface of the river more than a dozen times before he barely stood up, and only a trace of skin and flesh was stuck in his two arms, and he drooped weakly, which made the onlookers gasp.

Lin Luqing hesitated for a while, but after all, he didn't rush to check Xia Ze's injury. The four realms against the eight realms are really a little reluctant, if Liu Zhuoyu didn't use this trick to seduce the gods, he still has the power to fight, but now if he insists on dividing the high and low with boxing, Xia Ze will definitely lose.

Xia Ze smiled bitterly, and a golden light shot out again.