The sound wave power with the golden Buddha light surged towards Huang Jiu like a tide, in addition to the true qi like a wave, it was also mixed with a spiritual power that sealed the cold, with a warm and compassionate meaning, making people unconsciously indulge in it and relax their vigilance.

Buddhism has a degree of theory, the study of spiritual power is extremely in-depth, is an expert among the experts, in this way, Taoism is slightly inferior, only some schools of the Demon Gate can be compared.

However, the sound wave gong mixed with spiritual power was not very difficult for Huang Jiu to deal with, the iron cloth shirt was the foundation building method of the Golden Bell Jar Divine Skill, and naturally there were also means to deal with this kind of confusing power.

Huang Jiu snorted lightly in his mouth, like a muffled thunder explosion, his body suddenly became three points taller, and the exposed skin and tendons on his body burst out, all of them turned blue-black, as if he was covered with a layer of iron armor, but his defense was a hundred times stronger than that of Qingtie.

At the same time, an iron-armored giant appeared in his heart, standing up to the sky and the earth, nothing to hurt, and the horizontal practice method of the upper level, in addition to the defense against the physical body, will definitely also make achievements in the mind and mind, and the iron cloth shirt can visualize the iron-armored giant in his heart to defend against the erosion of other people's spiritual power.

Everything only happened in a few breaths, although the means of sealing the cold were extraordinary, but still Huang Jiu could not help it, he could only support it hard, relying on the subtlety of the thousand waves of mudras to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to replenish the loss, but this supplement was a visible reduction to the naked eye.

Not long after, Huang Jiu's face that was even more hideous and terrifying because of the full operation of the iron cloth shirt showed a hint of a smile, and the iron palm suddenly exerted force, and a violent wave of qi erupted at the place where the palms of the two people met, directly lifting Feng Han away, and the whole person rolled in the air twice before landing, and even took a few steps back after landing, which showed the strength of Huang Jiu's explosive power.

Feng Han stopped, his right hand behind him, red because of the excessive force, and at the same time he kept trembling, his face was not showing weakness, although Huang Jiu's strength was strong, it was not enough to defeat him with one move.

Huang Jiu had the upper hand, his strength was unforgiving, his body changed, like a crane, his arms were spread out like wings Ling Tian, and he rushed towards Feng Han with an incomparably sharp momentum, and the wind was rolling along the way, and the air waves were surging, rolling up a gust of wind, making Feng Han's eyes squint unconsciously.

Huang Fuxu sat on a wooden chair in the awning, and when he saw Huang Jiu's Pine Crane Fist was so powerful, his heart was full of joy.

Originally, he didn't expect Huang Jiu to be able to cultivate the Songhe Fist to such a state, but now it seems that he still underestimated Huang Jiu's talent, and he was able to be valued by the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect, and he hoped that the person who would be cultivated into a god would not only have an excellent physique, but also a person with extremely outstanding talent and understanding.

Tang Tong's vision is also very vicious, maybe he didn't look down on Huang Jiu because of negligence at first, but in the short time he watched the battle, he already understood the horror of this person, which is not only the strength of the current force, but also the achievement of martial arts in the future, Feng Han is only afraid that he is not the opponent of this person.

The wind swept away, Huang Jiu's tall and majestic figure was extremely sensitive, he showed the Songhe boxing technique, and with the blessing of the iron cloth shirt, he had great power to punch and kick, Feng Han cast a thousand waves of big mudra and fought and retreated, crying bitterly in his heart, this kind of humanoid beast is really difficult to entangle.

However, Feng Han's fighting experience is rich, far surpassing Huang Jiu, and he can always find an opportunity to give him a palm in the omission of Huang Jiu's moves, but unfortunately the harvest chat, the most fierce palm can be imprinted on Huang Jiu's back with a layer of shallow white palm prints, even if he plays the power of concussion, with Huang Jiu's physique and talent, he can completely withstand it.

This is the difference between people, some people are strong, and they are idle when they hit ten punches and a hundred punches, but some people have a weak physique, just gently waving a gust of wind, they can blow people down, it is obvious that Huang Jiu is that kind of talented and strong person.

With a kick under his feet, on the side of his body, Feng Han held Huang Jiu's beak pecking blow with both hands, only to feel that his arm was a little sore, and at the same time, there was a feeling of pain like a pinprick looming, this blow was not as strong as the iron palm, but it was extremely penetrating, directly breaking his protective true qi.

Feng Han was angry in his heart, looked up to the sky and roared, causing the black wildebeest in the distance to shake and be anxious, and at the same time he held his hands round, merged the thumbs of both hands, and took a deep breath.

This breath is quite earth-shattering, Huang Fuxu closed his eyes and listened, Feng Han seemed to turn into a shocking giant kun, heaven and earth were like a deep sea, and there were endless spiritual energy absorbed into Feng Han's body, what a subtle method.

Huang Fuxu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Feng Han with surprise, only to see that Feng Han's body at this time seemed to be blown by air and swelled several times, making people worry that if he continued to suck in, his whole body would explode.

Huang Jiu's eyes were cold, and he also had a fighting intent, this move did not need to be guessed, it must be a blow from Feng Han's pursuit of victory, but he was not worried at all, just because he had absolute confidence in himself.

In this world, except for Huang Fu Xu, no one can defeat him, or Huang Fu Xu can't defeat him, this is a belief, maybe at this moment, he is not strong enough, and he has not even stepped into the congenital, but the level of a person's achievements is definitely related to courage, how can the flies and dogs compete with the heroes who cover the world?

Huang Jiu's fierce eyes narrowed slightly, the cold light in them was clearly visible, and the pupils reflected Feng Han's state at this time, his hands relaxed and hung on both sides of his waist, his body was loose, as if he was frightened by Feng Han's momentum, but the strength of his whole body was completely gathered in one place, that was his right fist.

Feng Han inhaled and stopped, as if a huge balloon was bouncing on the ground, jumped into the air at once, and struck a move towards Huang Jiu with a palm that gathered the waves endlessly, and the palm print was flat, but whether it was Huangfu Xu or Tang Tong, it could be seen that this palm had surpassed the blows of some ordinary innate masters, at least in terms of the power of the attack.

And Huang Jiu's movements were not slow, starting from the neck, the spine, inch by inch, the waist and abdomen were forced, and he suddenly stepped out of a half-foot deep foot pit on the ground, generating a strong wind out of thin air, and his right fist was facing the sky, swinging towards Feng Han's palm print.

For a while, the sky and the earth were much quieter, the wind dissipated, the neighing of the horses stopped, only the place where the two fists and palms intersected erupted with a dazzling white light, the white light swept by, and the surrounding of the grassland seemed to be crossed by a plough rake, tumbling and messing, making Tang Tong's cheeks twitch a little, this time it was a big loss, and the grassland was restored to its original state and I don't know how much silver it would cost.

Of course, he can still think about these things in the current state of the Fighting Dao, and he also knows that this victory has been divided, although Feng Han's martial arts are powerful, the realm is higher, and there are many secret techniques, but in front of Huang Jiu's absolute strength, there is still a layer behind, at least for the time being, in Tang Tong's opinion, Huang Jiu's combat power in the acquired realm can be called unique.

The corners of Huang Fuxu's mouth also curled, he can see Huang Jiu's martial arts clearly now, Yin Wuji and Yu Xiu can be called the top of the day after tomorrow, and they are a cut above Feng Han, but they will never be Huang Jiu's opponents, even if the martial arts inheritance of the two of them is not ordinary.

In particular, there is a faint guess that the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow will not be the focus of Huang Jiu, but the limit of the tenth layer is, just like when he broke through under the empowerment of the system, it is not in vain that he attaches so much importance to cultivating Huang Jiu, good.