Rise!

Luo An stepped backwards, but his left foot was still in front, and he only took a step back.

"You ......"

Wang Lingguan's face changed suddenly, he knew very well how terrifying his strength was, even if it was a pure physical body, three percent of his strength was enough to shatter gold and iron.

Now that Luo An is unharmed, how can he not be shocked.

"Boy, you're really good, no wonder the eldest princess can take a fancy to you, there are still some merits, but the first punch is just a warm-up, you have to be careful with the second punch, I hope you won't die in my hands." Wang Lingguan spoke, shaking his wrist gently with a playful expression.

Luo An was silent, don't look at the ease just now, he didn't know how much pressure he was undergoing.

"Fortunately, I have a dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, not only cultivating the Eight or Nine Xuan Gong, but also cultivating the Nine Transformation Yuan Gong!"

This is a cultivator of the Yuan Shen and the flesh, even if he is slightly worse on the one hand, he can't block the other party's punch.

If the Yuan Shen is not strong, he will be shattered by the opponent's punch, and he will be faint if he does not die, and if the body is not strong, he will be beaten into nothingness by the opponent's punch.

"Second punch!"

Wang Lingguan shouted, the wind rose again, and he gathered sixty percent of his strength to rush to Luo'an.

Before the fist wind arrived, the concussive space shook violently, as if the void had been collapsed by his punch.

"Break it for me!"

Luo An did not retreat but advanced, rushed forward, eight or nine Xuangong operated, and his right fist hit the opponent's fist fiercely.

"Bang!"

The strong wind exploded, the wind overflowed, and the fists of the two slammed together again, and the clouds dozens of miles away in the hurricane instantly disintegrated into nothingness, and a tornado storm formed in the center of the two, rolling away wildly, and the towering ancient trees were uprooted and took off in the air, turning into debris in the fist wind.

Distorted black lines appeared in the surrounding space, rippling like mirrors, as if the space had been shattered by this punch.

Tengteng !!

Luo An took two steps back, his body shook, his face was pale for a while, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, he felt that his five internal organs were shattered by this punch, his throat and eyes were sweet, and a mouthful of blood was about to rush out.

Luo An held his breath abruptly and swallowed the mouthful of blood back.

With his tenacious will, he withstood the pressure of the opponent's punch!

"You...... You're not dead yet?"

This time, Wang Lingguan was not so simple as shock, he was completely shocked.

You must know that this is sixty percent of his strength, enough to break a small mountain, he thought that Luo An would be abolished, at least he would admit defeat and beg for mercy, but he thought that he would block it again, which was too unexpected for him.

The two punches didn't kill a single Jin Dan, which also made his face a little red.

"Okay!! you're good!"

Wang Lingguan gritted his teeth secretly, but annoyance turned into annoyance, and Luo An District Jin Dan was able to take two punches from him, which made him a little admired.

Under the observation of his words, he knew that Luo An should have reached the limit of bearing, as long as he punched again, Luo An would definitely die, to be honest, he was already a little unbearable.

But the two sides agreed on three punches, and the dignified Dharma Protector Spirit Officer, both punches could not help a Jindan monk, and he couldn't get down without hitting him.

"The third punch, if you die, you can only blame you for not knowing the severity, and the hit should be so bad. ”

Luo An stared at Wang Lingguan majestically, but his eyes were surprisingly indifferent, but the blood stains on the corners of his mouth kept flowing out.

In the eyes of others, he may still be able to hold on, only he knows that he is holding his breath.

"Luo An!" Da Ji almost shouted, but in order not to disturb Luo An, she held back again, but her heart was stirring, and tears almost burst out of her eyes.

She may have never shed a tear for a man, but today she truly felt the pain and unprecedented tension in her heart.

"Die!"

Wang Lingguan's fist slowly poked out, and then suddenly accelerated, the space exploded, and the fist burst out like a mountain.

This time, he gathered eighty percent of his strength.

The surrounding voids were collapsing towards the middle, and the overwhelming power of space squeezing towards Luo An was surging towards Luo An, and everything within a radius of a hundred miles was twisted and shattered under this punch, and the scorching temperature made the space around the fist rub into a red flame, burning the mountains and boiling the sea.

It's just that if he makes another move at this time, this Wang Lingguan is no longer so jealous of Luo An's identity, but mostly regretful.

"I'll take your third punch!"

Luo An roared, and all the accumulated strength exploded at this moment, bursting out with twelve points of potential, and slammed out against the opponent's fist.

The wind blew up, the flying flowers swept away, the mountain peaks shattered, and the boulders rolled down.

There was a loud bang.

Luo An flew out like a broken kite, and a mouthful of blood rushed out of the air.

The tornado storm formed by the collision of the two fists hit down, causing a big crater to appear on the ground out of thin air, the void twisted and rippled, and the impact caused the vitality of heaven and earth to burst continuously, even those heavenly generals felt the terrifying power of the two of them, and couldn't help but secretly say to themselves, everyone has a measure in their hearts, Luo An is afraid that he will be killed this time.

It's just that to everyone's surprise, when the wind and clouds dissipated and everyone looked fixedly, they saw that Luo An was still standing, only to see that his chest was stained with blood, and even there was blood in his hair, but he was standing alive, and he was standing on the cloud that he had condensed in a formation.

What's even more weird is that he is so natural, except for the blood stained on his chest and hair, he doesn't seem to have suffered any damage, and even his fists are so naturally relaxed.

The scene where everyone imagined that Luo An was killed did not appear, and he did not even fall.

It's just that his clothes are extremely messy, and he is twisted into pieces by the power of the wind blade brought up by the bombardment, revealing the man's skin that is well-proportioned and masculine, and there are faint traces of blood but he is still fit.

But...... He stood like this, not moving for a long time.

"It's not going to die like this, is it?" everyone's eyes widened, or why didn't they move for a long time?

Die standing still, though you are still honored!

At this moment, the space seemed to freeze, and the people of Wanxia Mountain felt that their hearts were gradually beating out.

Everyone stared at the sky with wide eyes, and even Wang Lingguan thought that Luo An was probably killed by his own punch.

For a second, a second, the air was as dead as silence.

Just when everyone thought that Luo An was hanging, Luo An suddenly spoke.

"Wang Lingguan, I have received three punches from you, is it time for you to fulfill your promise?"

Suddenly, there was a cheer in the forest below, and several little foxes jumped together excitedly.

"The master is fine, the master is fine!" He Ling'er choked up, and at some point, the girl's pink cheeks were already full of crystal tears.

Hua Xiong waved his fist heavily, and Gao Lang wiped his face, his face full of tears.

"Damn, Lao Tzu actually shed tears, shame!"