Chapter Eighty-Three: Eight Extremes VS Demon Suppression

A golden figure was thrown aside by Luo Chen.

"Squeak!"

Kim Hee squeaked a few times in dissatisfaction after landing on the ground, and then rolled his eyes and burrowed into the crowd behind him.

Looking at Luo Chen again, he sped up and rushed forward, and the whole person turned into a white light, like a white swimming dragon, quickly approaching Wang Daoming.

Seeing Luo Chen rushing towards him, Wang Daoming tilted his head, his eyes turned blood-red, and his face showed a bloodthirsty look.

He pinned his halberd to the ground and waved his hand.

"Demon Suppression Fist!"

Covered in blood.

Demon Suppression Boxing is the unique military body fist of the Demon Suppression Army, emphasizing wide opening and closing, indomitable, and the fist is pointed, and the demon will be punished.

But at this moment, in Wang Daoming's hands, it is very angry.

"Fist Town, Mountains and Rivers!"

Wang Daoming's body was full of blood.

A punch blasted out, wanting to shatter the space in front of him, making a burst roar.

Mountains and rivers collapsed, and heaven and earth screamed.

The rolling fist pounced on Luo Chen like a hungry wolf.

In the face of Wang Daoming's punch, Luo Chen did not retreat in the slightest.

A golden body of qi and blood surged wildly.

A long black hair was scattered by qi and blood, and it flew wildly.

The white robes hunted in the wind.

"Eight poles!"

Rumble!

Luo Chen stepped on the ground with one foot, and directly stepped on the ground into a huge hole, and the soil and rocks exploded.

"Standing in the sky!"

A loud drink!

Luo Chen's whole person turned into a golden meteor and flew towards Wang Daoming.

Tear apart the opponent's fist.

In terms of strong atmosphere, Luo Chen's Baji Fist is not bad at all!

"Boom!"

Two people bumped into each other.

The rolling air wave spread around the two of them.

One touch to score!

Fight again, divide again!

Like two fierce beasts fighting mercilessly.

The fist wind roared and the air waves were soaring, causing the exclamation of the people around him.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"I don't know!"

"Who did it?"

"It's the Demon Suppression Fist! The other party is a member of the Demon Suppression Army!"

"That's Wang Daoming, the young army master of the Demon Suppression Army!"

Onlookers quickly recognized Wang Daoming's identity.

"What a horrible punch!"

"Nonsense, that's a spirit-level boxing method, if you want to enter the Demon Suppression Army, you must learn Demon Suppression Boxing, one punch out, you can suppress the demons in the world!"

"The power of demon suppression, invincible in the world!"

"Who is the one who fought against the young army master?

"I don't know!"

"I don't know which sect's Tianjiao is. ”

......

The other side.

"Sister Ruoxi, who is that young man in white?"

Wu Hao quietly came to Zhang Ruoxi's side cautiously.

"His name is Luo Chang'an, a person from Nanyang Mansion in Jingzhou. ”

Zhang Ruoxi looked at Luo Chen's back, and a soft light flashed in her eyes.

However, Wu Hao didn't dare to look at her, so he didn't find out.

"Jingzhou?"

"Did you meet you when you traveled to Jingzhou this time?"

"Hmm!"

"It's so strong!

"Hmph!

"Wow!"

Just when Wu Hao didn't speak, Ling Xiang on the side let out an exclamation.

"Miss, is this the young man Luo who makes you dream, toss and turn, and never forget?

"Lingxiang, what are you talking nonsense?"

Hearing that Ling Xiang said everything he thought, Zhang Ruoxi's pretty face flew with a flush.

"Uh......"

Wu Hao's face on the side was stiff.

She blushed!

Wu Hao has never seen Zhang Ruoxi's little daughter.

His evaluation of Luo Chen instantly changed from admiration at the beginning to deep admiration, admiration, admiration, and gratitude that is difficult to describe in words!

"What is the situation with that Wang Daoming?"

When Zhang Ruoxi saw Wu Hao's expression, she became angry and asked in a cold voice.

"I don't know, he lost control inexplicably after seeing these two little beggars!" Wu Hao said aggrievedly.

After speaking, he also added two sentences: "No matter my business, I really didn't want to bully these two little beggars, I am innocent!"

There was only one thought in his mind at the moment:

Brother Chang'an is really a god and a man!

......

In the third minute of the battle, an army of Tsukiji monks arrived.

The leader of the team was a Xuandan monk.

"Stop it all!"

The Xuandan monk shouted violently, and his breath rushed horizontally, wanting to disperse the qi of the two of them, so as to stop the two of them.

Unexpectedly, the breath of the two of them was like a dragon, and they were not affected at all, and both of them had already played their true blood, so they didn't like him, a Xuandan powerhouse, at all.

Brother Xuandan has been neglected!

He clenched his fists and wanted to strike.

"Brother Zhou!"

The little fat man Wu Hao saw the Xuandan monk and hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

This person is a captain of the Tianlan City City Defense Guard, named Zhou Chang, because Wu Hao often causes trouble, he is also familiar with him.

"Young City Lord!"

Seeing Wu Hao, Zhou Chang arched his hand.

"Do you know what's going on?" he asked as he approached Wu Hao's side, and then whispered, "Such a big movement has already alarmed the city lord. ”

"Don't worry, you lay an enchantment first, don't let the two of them hurt the innocent!"

"Do you see that young man in black? That's the young master of the Demon Suppression Army. My dad had to talk well in front of him, too. ”

"And that young man in white can fight with him so inseparably, do you think it will be an ordinary person?"

"This ......"

Zhou Chang's face changed after hearing Wu Hao's words, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and said to the rest of the soldiers: "Disperse the personnel, cloth the enchantment!"

"Yes!"

Enchantment.

The advantages of Chiyou hegemony are gradually revealed.

Wang Daoming's qi and blood are no longer good, but Luo Chen's qi and blood are still monstrous.

"It's over!"

Luo Chen stepped forward.

"Eight poles!"

The qi and blood around the body agitated, and the breath climbed again.

"Tiger on the Heavenly Mountain!"

"Roar!"

An earth-shattering tiger roar sounded in the void.

For a while, the wind and clouds changed, and the wind was fierce.

The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger!

This punch was blasted out, and the muscles and bones roared in unison, with the momentum of a tiger going up the mountain.

"Demon Suppression Fist!"

Wang Daoming felt an invincible punch, knowing that he was powerless to parry, but he still swung his fist.

Fist town demons, indomitable.

Knowing that you can't do it!

"Fist Swing!"

Bloody aura rolled in.

is obviously the most powerful boxing technique, but at this moment, it seems to be full of evil.

This punch has lost that trace of righteousness, even if it is indomitable, it will be powerless after all.

He lost!

This punch couldn't shake off the storm stirred up by Luo Chen.

Instead, it was torn apart by this mountain tiger.

"Bang!"

Luo Chen pushed Wang Daoming to the ground from mid-air.

One hand grabbed him by the throat, and the two knees pressed against his chest.

"Phew!"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding crowd gasped.

"The young army master is actually defeated!"

"Who the hell is that young man?

"Which sect is he the best of the day, and why have you never heard of him?"

......

Even Wu Hao, the little fat man on the side, had a long mouth and looked incredulous.

"I thought it would be a tie at most, but I didn't expect it to be so easy!"

"Sister Ruoxi, where did you find the pervert! That's the existence of the young master of the Demon Suppression Army who has been fighting on the battlefield since he was a child!"

Zhang Ruoxi glanced at him with a wink.

"Miss! Luo Gongzi won! Luo Gongzi won!"

Lingxiang on the side also jumped up excitedly.

"Look at your little bit of interest, what's there to be excited about!"

Among all of them, she is the only one who is the calmest: how can Luo Chen's methods be known by these people?

Ah! Luo Chen won! Awesome! He is worthy of the man I Zhang Ruoxi fancies!

"Kill!"

After being imprisoned by Luo Chen, Wang Daoming's eyes were red, and his whole body was full of evil energy.

The evil spirit has changed from red to black.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"What's wrong with him?"

Zhang Ruoxi stepped forward, looked at his appearance, and couldn't help asking.

Luo Chen said lightly: "The bloody qi invaded the brain and affected normal thinking. Abbreviation......"

He raised his right hand, quickly sealed, and slapped a palm on Wang Daoming's forehead.

Then he faintly spit out two words: "Into the Devil!"

Wang Daoming suddenly rolled his eyes and fell into a coma.