Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

Just like in the flat ground, hundreds of high explosives detonated at the same time, the earth screamed, the earth shook wildly, and the air rippled, from the place where Song Yifei swung his fist, to the direction where everyone fled, layer by layer agitation, spreading.

Mi Mengjiao, who was behind Song Yifei, felt like she was standing on a tightrope at a height of 10,000 meters, the eye of a natural disaster tornado hurricane, as long as she stepped out of the silk slightly, she would be torn to pieces by the violent energy.

Mi Mengjiao hugged her younger brother Mi Lindong tightly, looked at Song Yifei's back, and suddenly seemed to see an ancient sacred mountain that supported the heavens and the earth.

"He's so strong!"

Mi Lindong's face was tense, his hands were clenched, and his eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance.

"I'm going to be so bad, so that no one will bully my sister again!"

......

The deafening wind and earthquake caused the heavens and the earth to roar, and the surface, air, and dust collapsed inch by inch.

The earth continued to crack and shatter, and then flew into the sky under the ravages of the energy storm and fist wind impact, and the strength of the wave of fists formed a white impact wave of qi, which expanded ruthlessly and wildly to the surroundings.

The violent energy that collided with each other, the transparent fist prints, tore the cut things that stood in front of them, like paper, and burst like tofu.

Before the rain in the sky fell, it swept into it and turned into a fist-marked dragon. As soon as the gravel flew up, it was shaken into dust and engulfed in violent energy.

Roar!

Thousands of wind dragons roared, thousands of earth dragons roared, and the domineering and unrivaled fist power swept over like a flood of angry waves.

Every time Song Yifei threw a punch, the ground under his feet was shaken, and with the continuous punch, the ground had already been shattered, and he was violently shaken up and down, between violent ups and downs, and even people mistakenly thought that he was standing in the rough waves.

Thundered!

The fleeing crowd only felt that a fierce and boundless fierce aura swept in, and an irrepressible fear appeared in the depths of everyone's hearts.

"It's too late!"

Guangzhi, who ran wildly, like a bronze giant, sensed the crisis behind him and knew that if he continued to escape like this, he would be looking for death.

The front can't be resisted, and the back is resisted, that's not looking for death.

At the moment when Song Yifei appeared, the moment he saw the familiar clothes, Guangzhi knew that there was big trouble today.

The rider in the cloak who was blown away by his sneak attack turned out to be a grandmaster.

"Dead or alive!

Boom!

A series of steel strings violently vibrated violently, and the sound of explosions came from Guangzhi's body, and the surface of his body, like muscles cast from copper juice, continued to bulge and beat, and in this expansion and contraction, countless muscle fibers were twisted into strands, like the body of steel and iron bones swelled again.

There are three levels, the realm of the red refining bronze body, the realm of secret refining silver, and the realm of vajra indestructible. It is a bit similar to the division of martial arts Xiaocheng, Dacheng, and Perfection, the higher the level, the greater the power and destructive power of the blessing.

If it is also congenitally perfect, the realm of King Kong is not bad, and it can be pressed against the realm of the red refining bronze body.

The north of the division is the realm where King Kong is not bad, and the exercises run like King Kong casting. If he hadn't sworn not to kill, Lin Jiuxiao would have been punched to death a long time ago.

Although Guangzhi does not have the terrifying talent of Shi Beiluo, he only cultivates to the realm of the red refining bronze body, but he also cultivates both inside and outside, and the King Kong of the red refining bronze body realm is not bad, nor is it inferior to the ordinary high-grade horizontal refining kung fu, and there are almost no opponents at the same level.

Guangzhi felt that with his cultivation, he might be able to resist the attack. As long as the blow is over, taking advantage of Song Yifei's recovery, there may not be no possibility of escaping.

It's a pity that he thinks too high, too high!

His thoughts had just risen, his footsteps had just stopped, and he hadn't had time to turn around and be lucky!

Bang!

Click!

An unimaginable pain came from Guangzhi's back!

It was a long-lost pain, an unforgettable, heart-wrenching, heart-rending pain.

Almost at the same time as the terrifying pain came, a huge force like a landslide and tsunami, mixed with terrifying true qi, tore through his copper-colored skin, blasted away his strong body-protecting true qi, and imprinted it on his back.

This Void Fist was ten times stronger than any blow he had suffered before, destroying and decaying, instantly shattering his internal organs, breaking his spine as solid as King Kong, and the blood spilled into the air, and the whole person was interrupted by the waist!!

reported back that he disguised himself as an ordinary horse bandit, attacked from behind, and punched Song Yifei in the back.

He probably never dreamed that Song Yifei also punched him in the back, and his strength was ten times stronger than him.

His punch with all his strength did not bring any harm to Song Yifei, and Song Yifei's casual punch directly killed him and smashed him.

As the big boss of the Iron Tu Gang, the top figure in the Northwest Grassland, the strength of the precept-breaking monk Guangzhi is also the top-level existence in the group, even he can't withstand the fist, and others can imagine.

With Guangzhi, who was the focus of Song Yifei, being beaten alive, followed by the two people of the Kunlun faction recently.

In the face of the surging fist, He Yongping, the chess saint of the Three Saints of Kunlun, also chose to resist head-on.

Whoosh!

The chess pieces made of special materials that he hid all over his body were dense like locusts, frantically converging and punching like a torrential rain.

The screams of the chess pieces breaking through the air continued to sound, like countless birds chirping in unison.

Kunlun Sect's secret weapon secret method - rain hits flying flowers!

In this way, he wanted to consume some of the power on the punch first.

"How is that possible?"

It's a pity that the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Before those chess pieces could get close to the strength of their fists, they were smashed by the wind dragons around them.

The transparent fist print is like a cannonball, with a roaring wind dragon and an exploding thunder, it came to He Yongping's face in an instant, and the burst of energy frenzy formed a bursting storm, like an angry wave, completely submerging He Yongping's figure!

Under the instinctive reaction, He Yongping's eyes were torn apart, his expression was terrifying, and he summoned all his true qi and raised his arms.

Bang--!

This punch was like a falling thunderbolt, and the moment the fist strength just touched He Yongping, it immediately burst out with overwhelming domineering power, and the sound of a huge explosion of time was deafening.

The sand and rocks shattered, the earth waves stirred, and the surface trembled and collapsed, as if the whole wilderness was trembling and wailing.

Boom!

The crisp cracking sound of the Dao, the purple figure of the Dao, softly smashed through the billowing waves of smoke and dust, flew upside down dozens of feet away, and ploughed out a deep ravine.

He Yongping, who was broken, his flesh and blood were blurred, and all the bones on his body were shattered, lay down in the ravine like a dead dog, his body trembling sharply and twitching.

The whole person is like a broken leather pocket, and there is no place for it. In addition to the shattered bones and internal organs all over his body, his arms had also completely disappeared, and Sen Ran's stubble and flesh buds could already be seen on his shoulders, and scarlet blood splattered out, staining the ground below him red, looking miserable!

This kind of injury, even if the gods come, they can't be saved!

Boxing is also a congenital extreme!

Collapse Collapse Collapse!

The only position of the three saints of Kunlun, the qin saint Li Liqing, at this time, his expression was extremely distorted, his mouth was a vicious roar, and the true qi in his body exploded desperately, and the ten fingers of his hands were like phantoms, plucking the strings quickly.

The raindrops that fell within a radius of ten zhang were continuously shattered and decomposed by the surging sound waves, forming a thick white mist!

With the explosion of the air and the explosion of rolling sound waves, the dust and smoke on both sides of the road were all blown by this sudden piano sound, like layers of white ocean!

The amazing sound wave of true qi, with an aura of destruction and destruction, crashed into the fist mark that bombarded and killed.

"Block, block, block me!"