"Quick, hurry up and find the mural!"

"The inheritance of King Posa, just thinking about it, makes people feel excited!"

"Don't talk nonsense, why don't you hurry up and put your divine sense into the mural and see if you can communicate martial arts. ”

Hearing Jing Lao's words, everyone searched for the surrounding mural reliefs, hoping to be inherited, and even the strange throne was left alone.

"Jing Lao, it's not in accordance with the rules for you to do this!" Sun Hai said with a calm face, looking at Jing Lao and the others with a smile on their faces.

"Elder Sun, it's not that I want to swallow it alone, it's just that this inheritance martial art can only be understood and not passed on, and I can't help it. Jing Lao said with a smile, his tone was quite proud. He has been fighting with Sun Hai for many years, although he is not Sun Hai's opponent outside, but here, he can also kill his sharpness.

"In this spiritual realm, there is a chance that comes from ancient times, Elder Sun, you won't be inferior to others, so you can find us to vent your hatred, right?" Liu Lao stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Boom! boom!"

As soon as Sun Hai was about to speak, two collapsing sounds sounded at the same time, and following the sound, there was the direction where Lin Chen and Blue Bell were standing. At this moment, the relief of the sword diagram has collapsed, and the picture in front of the blue bell has also collapsed.

Although the speed is slower than that of Zhijing, the collapse of this mural also means that the martial arts and magic powers in it have been passed on.

Lin Chen only felt refreshed, this was a profound martial art, although he had already comprehended it, and knew every move and style, but after all, he had not actually cultivated, and he didn't know how powerful it was. But he is not in a hurry, when he goes out, he will find a good sword, and then he will practice this martial art well.

Now he has a lot of martial arts mastered, and he can't chew it if he is greedy, and he still understands this truth.

"Hey, show the martial arts you got from the mural and show it to Lao Tzu!" A big man with a beard walked over, he was shirtless, showing his strong muscles, and Lei Gongsang's voice was buzzing like thunder when he spoke.

Lin Chen frowned slightly, but Hua Shuirou beside him directly pulled out the long sword, the sword light was cold, and he was about to cut it out, but Lin Chen stretched out his hand to stop him.

"That's not going to work, this martial art is powerful, and you'll get hurt. Lin Chen said with a smile.

When Lei Hong heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "In this Po Si Ling Mountain, if you want to hurt me Lei Hong, it's not so easy. Come on, boy. ”

He was a master at the peak of the Nine Heavens of Body Refining, and half of his feet had stepped into the Kaiyuan Realm. Indeed, with his strength, there are only a handful of people who can hurt him one-on-one in this Po Sa Ling Mountain. But Lin Chen is obviously not among them.

"What, are you scared?" Lei Hong saw Lin Chen standing in place, without making any moves, and immediately mocked: "If you are afraid, it doesn't matter, as long as you inscribe the martial arts you got to me, then you will be spared the pain of flesh and skin." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you can do it!" Lin Chen's body did not show any traces of real strength, and he still stood there motionless.

Seeing that there was a conflict here, everyone gathered around. On the one hand, they also wanted to see how powerful the inheritance of this Posa King was, but on the other hand, they found that in this relief mural, there are only these three murals that have inheritance, and the rest have no martial arts at all, and it is useless to find it again.

Hearing this, Lei Hong was furious, how could he have been so underestimated, and the other party was still a young man who had not dried up. At that moment, the real strength of the whole body was lifted, the muscles were knotted, and the thunder flashed on the right fist, covering the slightest lightning.

This is his triumph stunt, Thunderstorm Punch.

Thunderstorm Fist, as the name suggests, is a thunder-based martial art, which does not belong to the five elements, is known for its destructive power, and is a rare attack martial art. However, all he got was a fragment of a martial art, and he wasn't practicing a thunder technique, so he couldn't exert the full power of this martial art.

Even so, this Thunderstorm Punch is still his strongest move.

Now he directly showed his big killing move, and he also had the intention of defeating the enemy with one move.

Seeing Lin Chen's calm and indifferent appearance, the anger in his heart kept rising. The thunder light on the fist was finally condensed, and the slightest thunderbolt wrapped around the right fist, flashing with light.

Lei Hong is tall and strong, and his fist is the size of a grinding disc, and his muscles are bulging at the moment, and the green tendons on the fist are exposed, and they are still wrapped in electric light, which looks compelling. On the other hand, Lin Chen was standing in place, his true power was flowing smoothly, and there was no martial arts brewing, which made people wonder if he was standing and falling asleep like this.

"Tsubasa, what do you think?" asked Elder Jing turning around and turning to Tsubasa, who was beside him.

"If you don't make a hit, it's a blockbuster!"

"Who?"

"That kid!"

Jing Lao stopped talking and looked at the two people facing each other.

Although they are all teammates of the same team now, how much trust can there be between the team members in this Po Si Ling Mountain, the temporarily formed team?

Besides, in this world, if there is a dispute between team members, fists are the best solution.

The two of them confronted each other, Lin Chen still stood still, but the thunderstorm fist in Lei Hong's hand was brewing to the extreme, if he didn't make a move at this moment, when would he stay?

"Drink!"

With a thunderous shout, Lei Hong's right fist blasted out, the air shook, the dust on the ground was lifted, and the sky was full of dust and fog, and even everyone's sight was temporarily blocked.

In the dust and mist, just as Lei Hong's fist was about to reach Lin Chen, a sound like tearing the air sounded, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and finally a heart-rending cry.

This painful and suppressed cry obviously came from Lei Hong, and just as everyone was puzzled, at this time, the surrounding dust had slowly dissipated, revealing the figures of Lin Chen and Lei Hong.

Lin Chen, as before, stood still, and even his position did not shift. But Lei Hong fell to the ground, grabbed his right arm, and kept rolling on the ground, as if he was suffering great pain.

"Lei Sangzi, what's wrong with you, you won't be beaten down like this by a kid who doesn't even have hair!" Lei Hong is famous, and there are many people in the team who know him, at this time, seeing that he was knocked down by this hairy boy, he suddenly moved his way.

"No, his hand seems to be bleeding and has been slashed?"

The sharp-eyed people around finally saw Lei Hong's clutched arm, and blood was gushing out.

"His hand was cut off, the wound was smooth, and the bleeding was not stopping, and I liked this kid. Wing Lao's eyes were full of light, looking at Lei Hong's palm that had been cut to the ground, and said gloomily.

The bloodier the battle, the more he was able to whet his appetite. Jing Lao really knows this junior brother too well, but he still has a question in his heart: "What did he use to cut off Lei Hong's palm?"

The battle between the two was divided in an instant, and just now the sky was full of smoke and dust, and even Jing Lao's spiritual pupils only saw a cold light flashing, and Lei Hong fell to the ground.