Withdrawing the sword, Song finally did not dodge or dodge.

"Pure Fist Twenty-Three"!

Song Zhong didn't think twice, and his fist burst out.

The yellow-level boxing method, "Pure Fist Twenty-three", has flexible and changeable moves, which seem to be gentle, but in fact contains a very strong internal force.

"Pure Fist Twenty-Three" is the treasure fist of the Qingxuan Taoist Temple, and only the more important disciples of the Taoist Temple can practice it.

It is not like the Taoist boxing method, but more like the boxing method of the reckless martial arts of the rivers and lakes.

"Twenty-three clean fists", a total of twenty-three moves, the tricks are wide open and close, heroic and uninhibited, free and freehand.

"Broken!"

Song Zhong shouted angrily, and the two iron fists collided together.

Iron fists collided, making a muffled sound that everyone present could hear clearly.

Song Shengzi shook and took a step back sharply, he felt a huge force impact on his arm, and his arm was numb!

Especially the triceps position above the arm, where the muscles are twitching wildly!

Fang Ning was also very shocked, this Song Zhong's martial arts were indeed a bit strong.

He threw a punch, intending to end the duel with one punch, but he didn't expect Song Zhong to throw a punch in a hurry.

The hastily unleashed punch shook the muscles of his arm, and although it did not cause him any harm, it also surprised him very much.

Song Zhong's strength is indeed good, very strong.

Fang Ning became cautious, Song finally received a punch from him and did not die, but just took a step back.

It's not just Fang Ning who was shocked.

All the disciples present were shocked.

They already knew Song Zhong's toughness, but when they saw it again today, they still had a feeling of being shocked.

Terrible!

Song Zhong's image in the hearts of all the disciples became even taller.

As a second-rate martial artist realm, he angrily killed the first-class master Qin Million's family, slaughtered the Black Wind Village, and killed the nineteen martial artists of the Mirror Division!

Moreover, Song Zhong dared to make a move against the master of the Mirror Division!

Today, Song Zhong fought a decisive battle with Fang Ning of Xuanwu Hall.

Although Fang Ning's fame is not as great as that of the Mirror Leader Division Baihu, although Fang Ning's martial arts are not as strong as the Mirror Commander Division Baihu, he is a disciple of the Xuanwu Hall after all!

He is one of the most outstanding disciples of the Xuanwu Hall, and he is the person who has been passed down by the hall master Xie Dushen!

Even if the martial arts are not as good as the hundred households in charge of the mirror division, I am afraid that they are better than Qin Million and the likes of the big masters of Heifeng Village, right?

But Song Zhong's hurried punch couldn't be defeated.

It was just for Song Zhong to take a step back.

All the disciples looked at each other, and their expressions of surprise were presented without hesitation.

Fang Ning said: "I admit that you have the ability to confront first-rate masters head-on, but second-rate martial artists are only second-rate martial artists!

Fang Ning's punch shook Song Zhong's arm, making it numb.

However, Song Zhong also understood Fang Ning's strength from that punch.

This Fang Ning is probably three points stronger than Mo Xiaoxuan.

If you want to win, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult.

Facing Fang Ning, Song Zhong was very cautious.

Fighting against a first-class defensive master like Fang Ning, you should find out the opponent's weakness and break it with one sword.

Song Zhong said in a loud voice: "Actually, I don't want to do it with you at all, you have to make a war post, and you still say that there is a gap that can't be crossed, and Lao Tzu doesn't want to fight with you at all?"

"Are you scared?"

Song Zhong shook his head and said, "I just think you're stupid." ”

Fang Ning was furious, how dare this Song finally humiliate him in front of so many people?

Originally, he planned to teach Song Zhong a lesson and leave, but now it seems that he has to kill Song Zhong.

Just as he wanted to make a move, Fang Ning saw that the blood-red sword broke through the air, exuding a rich sword aura and hitting his cheek.

The sharp sword qi made Fang Ning feel a little jealous, a little frightened, and a little angry in his heart.

"You can't break through my defenses!"

Fang Ning shouted angrily, and the round shield was held high.

"Boom!"

The blade of the sword smashed against the shield with a loud trembling sound.

The tremor was so loud that it was like thunder in the daytime, and the thunder stabbed everyone's ears.

The crowd opened their mouths wide and were amazed.

I saw that the swordsman in the field kept waving his sword, and the sword showed its might, and the sword hit the round shield.

Fang Ning held his shield, and every time he received a sword from a swordsman, his body would take a step back.

Song Zhong shouted angrily and brazenly used the "sword drawing style" of death and life.

"Ding!"

Swords and shields collide.

The swordsman drew his sword and retreated, which was another "sword draw" move.

The sword of a swordsman, a sword is stronger than a sword.

The sword is sharp, and the sword is mighty.

It's a pity that the round shield is so solid that it will be difficult to pierce for a while.

"Not strong enough! Not strong enough! Your sword is not strong enough!"

Fang Ning laughed, Song Zhong's sword was just an embroidery needle, even if he waved thousands of swords against the shield, he couldn't break the defense of this shield.

"You shrunken turtle, you have the ability to put down your shield and fight with my brother!"

Wang Chengda, a fat man, stood at the gate of the courtyard at some point.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves, and a word provokes the anger of the public.

"Yes!"

"What kind of hero is hiding behind a shield!"

"Shrunken turtle! It's really not like a man, and it's full of the spirit of a king. ”

"What kind of ability is hiding and hiding, you put down your shield!"

"Senior Brother Song, work hard!"

The insults were endless, and Fang Ning raised his eyebrows angrily.

Fang Ning faced everyone and said angrily: "The shield is my own, why should I listen to you? Let me put down the shield and dream!"

Suddenly, Song Zhong took advantage of Fang Ning's unpreparedness and quietly slipped to Fang Ning's side.

At his side, a blood-red sword stabbed out.

That sword stabbed at Fang Ning's waist.

Fang Ning was so frightened that he panicked, he never thought that this Song Cheng would be so cunning and sneak attack him in front of everyone.

If his eyes could speak, then the meaning in Fang Ning's eyes was...

Do you still need a little face?

Shameless!

The face of the burial hall is afraid that he will lose it!

Song Zhong, who is a little famous in the rivers and lakes, actually sneaked attack...

Isn't he afraid that he will spread the word and ruin his reputation?

Fang Ning never thought that Song Zhong could be so shameless.

In a hurry, Fang Ning raised his shield in a panic.

Everyone in the room held their breath.

In this thrilling moment, they felt that even breathing was superfluous, and the tension in their hearts reached their throats.

Their eyes widened and they couldn't take their eyes off it, for fear of missing the moment.

I saw that the shield finally blocked the swordsman's attack.

Fang Ning was relaxing, taking a brief breath.

However, the swordsman actually took advantage of this moment to abandon the sword, and the sword fell to the ground, making a crisp "dangchang" sound, and the swordsman turned around and threw it out with an elbow strike.

The force starts from the ground, and then instills a strong internal force into the elbow, and by quickly twisting the waist, the power is maximized, so that ordinary elbow strikes become unusual.

"Boom!"

His left elbow smashed on top of the heavy shield, and the huge force directly knocked Fang Ning and his shield on the outer wall of the courtyard!