Zhang Biao casually threw Shen Xishan's body aside.

"You like to use knives?"

Zhao Hongming glanced at the steel knife that had been rolled up in his hand, threw it aside, and said, "Punching is okay." I've never boxed with anyone before, so I can practice with you. ”

"Hahaha, you want to practice boxing with me? Good! ”

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

Zhang Biao suddenly stepped on the ground with a force under his feet.

True Qi erupted along his feet, and the ground shattered directly, revealing a small pit.

And with his strong recoil force, he pounced on Zhao Hongming like a mountain.

Zhao Hongming's expression was solemn, his body was short, and he walked around Zhang Biao's body with his ghostly body and punched him in the lower abdomen.

Bang!

At this time, his innate realm martial arts true qi, superimposed on the power of his own flesh and blood, produced a blow far beyond that of ordinary innate martial artists.

However, when Zhao Hongming's punch landed on Zhang Biao's flesh and blood, it was like hitting the cold and hard steel.

You know, even if it is real steel, he can also enter the Indian three-point.

But this Zhang Biao in front of him, his fist hit the other party but had no effect.

The defense is so terrifying!

Zhang Biao twisted his footsteps and punched Zhao Hongming directly.

His fists are extremely large and extremely fast.

Caught off guard, Zhao Hongming fought with him.

He only felt a powerful and incomparable force pass down his fist to his arm, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back before he stabilized his figure.

There was a sour feeling in his arm.

Zhao Hongming was a little tentative.

I didn't expect this Zhang Biao's physical defense to be so terrifying, a few points harder than steel.

If you just use your innate true intention and the power of flesh and blood, you can't hurt the other party at all.

It seems that you still have to use the qi and blood of the angry fist to break the limit.

It just so happens that you can also use this to try your limits.

Zhang Biao suddenly sneered: "I thought how strong you were, but the elite turned out to be at this level?" Disappointed, you've let me down so much. ”

He stood in place, calmly watching Zhao Hongming's figure disappear in front of his eyes like a ghost, and then appeared in another place on his side.

"Disappointed?"

Zhao Hongming unbuttoned the clothes on his body, then took a deep breath, urging the mental method that originally belonged to the Nushan technique to carry qi and blood.

In a few breaths, the qi and blood that were originally hidden in the depths of flesh and blood were carried by him to his arms.

The muscles of his arms slowly swelled up under the flood of qi and blood, and the green tendons on the muscles also burst up and clinged to the muscles, hideous and terrifying.

From a distance, Zhao Hongming's arms and even his upper body were more than twice as thick.

And dense blood spots appeared on both arms, connected together, from red to black, forming a special pattern.

Zhao Hongming exhaled lightly, and spit out two scorching air currents between his noses, blowing away the moisture in the mountains and forests.

After the fusion, the martial art Fury Fist has undergone a metamorphosis.

Now the qi and blood in his whole body will be replenished continuously, and every punch he throws out from his arms is an explosive technique of the Nushan Technique.

"Come again!"

Zhao Hongming jumped out and faced Zhang Biao again.

There are no bells and whistles, and there are no dodges.

Both of them are fist-to-flesh.

When Zhao Hongming's fist touched Zhang Biao, the power contained in his arms would burst out instantly, and the strength would increase by at least four or five percent compared with the original.

After Zhang Biao punched a few times in a row, a few hints of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Then the expression on his face became even more frenzied.

"Hahaha, it's amazing, finally someone can hit my fist, I want to punch you to death more and more."

After a few punches, Zhao Hongming had a rough judgment in his heart, and his face also showed excitement: "Coincidentally, I also want to kill you with one punch." ”

Zhang Biao grinned, revealing a hideous smile, and then a pair of fan-like big hands and fists suddenly smashed towards Zhao Hongming.

His whole body was full of true qi, and it was wrapped around his palms in layers, and even the air rolled up with white airflow.

Zhao Hongming did not have any intention of evasion, and chose to fight hard.

Fists to fists.

The clothes on the arms of the two exploded instantly, and a wave of qi spread from the middle of the two to the surroundings.

At the same time, the ground on which the two were standing, the turf and dirt were lifted and the wind was blown.

There were even cracks in the ground.

Zhang Biao felt a huge force coming from his fist, like a wave of the ocean, constantly attacking, and wave after wave.

This power ...... It seems endless.

He looked down at Zhao Hongming with wide eyes.

It's just that Zhao Hongming, who reached his chest, raised his head and smiled at this time: "It turns out that you are just like this, you are big, and you can't use it." ”

Zhang Biao suddenly became angry and kept bombarding his fists.

However, no matter what kind of strength he played, he was taken over by Zhao Hongming.

Dozens of moves, hundreds of moves in a row......

The more he fought, the more frightened Zhang Biao became.

The man in front of him is simply a monster of monsters.

Any martial artist is a mortal fetus in the flesh, no matter the true qi, the power of the flesh will also be, and there will always be a time when the strength is exhausted.

Even with his innate divine power, it is impossible to fight infinitely.

But the person in front of him, his strength seems to be endless, I don't know what exhaustion is, and the more he fights, the stronger it seems to become.

No, it's not that he gets stronger and stronger, it's that he himself has become weaker!

By now, he has been a little tired, and his strength has declined, but the other party has not.

Zhang Biao played a real fire.

The two of them kept boxing, and everywhere they passed, it was a mess.

The ground seemed to have been plowed again, revealing the lowest layer of wet soil, and the trees on both sides were smashed.

Zhang Biao's eyes widened, and he punched it away, roaring: "Die." ”

However, after playing for so long, his movements have been a little sluggish, and Zhao Hongming is a beat slower.

Zhao Hongming's eyes froze and he seized this opportunity in time.

used the identity of the Eight Desolations Secret Practice, borrowed strength on the ground, got close to Zhang Biao, and smashed two fists on Zhang Biao's chest.

Heavy as a thousand pounds of great force.

Zhang Biao only felt a tightness in his chest, suddenly his breath stagnated, and the empty door was wide open.

Zhao Hongming instantly operated the true intent of immortality to the extreme, constantly repairing his body, replenishing qi and blood, and expelling fatigue.

He joined his waist and horse, and smashed Zhang Biao to the ground with a punch.

Rumble!

The mountains and forests trembled as if there had been an earthquake.

The birds that inhabit the mountains and forests are frightened and fly out of the mountains and forests.

The ground, centered on Zhang Biao, collapsed inward, revealing a palm-wide crack that extended to all directions.

After that, Zhao Hongming's fist fell on Zhang Biao's body like raindrops, completely scattering his qi.

Zhao Hongming stood beside Zhang Biao, without the slightest tiredness, he looked at him condescendingly: "It seems that you can't do it either, and you can't try my limit." ”

"I ......," Zhang Biao spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Hongming's mind moved, and he rolled up an intact steel knife and held it in his hand: "In addition, let me say again, I am different from you, and I can achieve today because of my own efforts." ”

Poof!

The long knife fell, and Zhang Biao's head was cut off by Zhao Hongming.

"Your Highness!"

Behind him, a cry of surprise was heard.

Zhao Hongming turned around and found that Chen Xuerong, Chang Wuxian and others behind him were all looking at him with wide eyes.