Han Yi took a step back and pulled away from the distance, he retreated lightly, but the speed was terrifying, and in the blink of an eye, Han Yi jumped more than three meters away.

Standing still, he raised his head and roared, and inhaled sharply, first squeezing out the qi in his chest, and then inhaling new air, Han Yi's chest instantly bulged, like a shriveled balloon suddenly hitting the gas, and a ballmass the size of a football bulged in front of Han Yi's chest.

Call!

Han Yi's step is not only to avoid its edge, but also to build momentum.

Until now, Han Yi also spewed out in one breath, forming an air arrow, colliding with Zhao Zhanlong's mouth spitting white gas.

Syllable!

The two air arrows collided together like real arrows, and the huge force made a crisp sound, like a glass bottle shattering on the ground, and the air arrows scattered in all directions, turning into mist, and instantly disillusioned.

Could this be that the immortals are fighting?

The crowd of onlookers was dazzled.

The air arrows collided with each other, but Zhao Zhanlong followed him like a shadow, and his momentum was even stronger, and at this time, Han Yi also adjusted a more accurate martial arts posture, his whole person twisted up like a snake, and like a tiger hunting and marching cautiously, and like a Taoist raising a sword.

Whew··· Suction ······

Hmm······

Han Yi exhaled and breathed in again, exhaling again, and as he sank into his abdomen in one breath, his entire body made a buzzing sound in unison, as if it came out of the void.

The buzzing sound seemed to be born from the void, it seemed to be ethereal, but it was actually coming from Han Yi's body, Han Yi's body was constantly wriggling, circling like a snake, he raised his head at the bright moon in the sky, and he seemed to snatch huge power from the bright moon in the sky with one breath.

Several masters on the lookers closed their eyes, as if they sensed that Han Yi was like a snake cultivating, spitting at the moon and absorbing the essence of the moon.

"What a strong martial arts momentum!" Fang Bing sighed, and heard the wind roar of a punch again.

Roar!

Han Yi punched out and roared out in one go, like a snake and a dragon.

Fang Bing was startled, as if he had seen a snake with claws in his mind, turning into a dragon.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Han Yi's punch and Zhao Zhanlong's punch colliding together in an instant.

Which is better or worse?

Both of them are masters of dark power, they are absolute masters, one is an underground boxing champion who has experienced a hundred battles, and the other is a new master, and no one can compete with the two military regions of Shengjing and Yunzhou.

Both of them had a dark power in one punch, and the punch power splashed in all directions under the punch, and the air made a suffocating pop.

The fist and fist are not only the collision of muscles and bones, but also the confrontation of the whole body, and the collision of internal strength.

Han Yi's body shook slightly, and his feet did not move at all, as if he was connected to the earth, quite a realm of patience and immobility like the earth, and deep and dense like a secret treasure.

And Zhao Zhanlong is the same, his body is motionless, and the bones of his whole body make a violent crackling sound, like hanging a string of firecrackers, urging step by step, and his spine twists like a big dragon, venting the fist power just now.

Click!!

Neither of them moved, but the ground under their feet made a clicking sound, and the laid floor tiles were broken one by one, and after a series of clicking sounds, the floor tiles within three meters of the two were turned up, and the rubble was scattered and devastated.

That's why the two of them didn't move, because all the power was unloaded under their feet.

The onlookers were all masters, and they were also speechless at this time, and couldn't help but think about whether they could have such an effect under their punches, some people frowned deeply, and some people shook their heads.

The soldiers pulled General You back a little farther, and several guards also came over to protect the old general.

"This kid, so fierce?"

Even if General You was cracked in the ground, and the reality was in front of him, he still couldn't believe it, it was really Han Yi who was too young!

Fang Bing also smiled bitterly: "No one thought that he would cultivate kung fu to this point at such a young age, and in another three or five years, this can be the god of war of our sword brigade, but unfortunately, if his temperament is sharpened, it is not impossible to be a member of the sword!"

General You's face jumped, and he looked at Fang Bing with some surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to have such high expectations for this kid." ”

"Look at his bones, his age should be less than sixteen years old, and now he is a master of dark energy, and in another three years, he will be able to achieve the eruption of dark energy and enter the whole body into chemical energy, at that time he will be about nineteen years old, what is the concept of nineteen-year-old me?" Fang Bing said and sighed.

General You was also stunned, "Yes, it's too young!"

Suddenly, the sound of piercing gold cracking stones sounded in the training ground.

"It's been a long time since you've boxed like this, little brother, take out all your strength, fight with me, kill and kill!!"

Zhao Zhanlong shook his head as if he was drunk, the muscles and tendons on his body bulged visibly with the naked eye, like a big snake bursting out hideously, and his whole person also swelled again with his loud shouting, his hair was fried like a golden needle, and his skin was bulging and full like a tire.

His face was as excited as if he was drunk, and he drank it······

Zhao Zhanlong roared indulgently, and his voice was like a cannonball bursting through the air, piercing through gold cracked stones, making the onlookers involuntarily cover their ears and retreat.

Then Zhao Zhanlong's arm swung out wildly, as if one changed into two, two into three, and three gave birth to everything, and in an instant, countless fist shadows enveloped Han Yi from all directions, and his fists were everywhere.

Bazi fist, random arrow target!

"Good time!"

Han Yi should drink, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, and as soon as his body shook, he pounced, and hit head-on, a serial cannon!

Click-click-click!!!

The two of them fought frantically, and it was visible to the naked eye that the two of them were fist shadows in all directions, both of them were hard bridges and hard horses, fist to fist hard, purely physical strength to confront each other, all of them were flaws, but they were not flaws anywhere.

Speed and strength were at their limits, and the two of them didn't stop in the slightest.

The qi and blood are surging like a long river, the killing intent is like a dusk sunset, the autumn wind is bleak, and even the light of the bright moon has been absorbed by the fist wind of the two.

Countless people's minds were attracted by the two, and their eyes did not move, staring closely at the two people facing the red fist, for fear that after missing any punch, the two would be defeated, and the onlookers were also cautious and nervous, not daring to gasp for breath, for fear of disturbing the two.

Whew, whew!

The bones trembled, the muscles and bones roared, and the fur trembled and exploded.

The strength is the same, and the mind is the same. The wind is raging.

The two of them gradually climbed to the limit of their respective martial arts, and even their breathing slowed down.

Let's go!

Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded, and everyone was startled, and suddenly saw Zhang Haiyang jumping up like an antelope, his fist like an antelope hanging horns, straight towards Han Yi!

At this time, Zhang Haiyang suddenly inserted into the battlefield!

Han Yi is in danger.