After fighting Xiahou Yu at the Blood Gate Pass, Cheng Kun was very impressed by the Xiahou family's Qianyu Yun Lei Gong.

I have to say that this technique is indeed very mysterious, with the nature of jade to cultivate the body, with the power of thunder to break the enemy, if it weren't for Xiahou Yu's fist and foot kung fu in addition to his true qi, he would not have won that battle so easily.

So when Xiahou Jun used the same exercise, Cheng Kun immediately guessed his identity, and he knew why he came to find trouble.

He just didn't expect the second prince Xiang Hong to be so breathless, he just arrived in the imperial capital and couldn't wait to make a move the day after he arrived, and there was no city government of the superior at all.

Xiahou Jun clenched the handle of the knife, looked at Cheng Kun and asked, "I didn't expect to underestimate you, this is innate divine power?" Although practicing kung fu horizontally will also increase strength, it is a bit exaggerated to the point of Cheng Kun.

Cheng Kun replied: "I want to know, try it with your knife!"

"Just what I wanted. ”

Cheng Kun shook his whole body, like a rooster shaking his feathers, and his qi and blood quickly swam through his body, and finally returned to the eight-pole mother frame-Wuji pile.

Xiahou Jun had never seen such a boxing fight, but he felt that Cheng Kun's qi and machine had become integrated, so that he could not find a flaw.

He secretly praised in his heart, this kind of boxing method is really everyone's style. He couldn't help but feel a little pity, if he had seen such a hero in the past, he would definitely invite him to drink wine, but now he had to make a grudge.

However, since he had already made a move, he couldn't allow him to be half-hearted, Xia Houjun made up his mind to try his best to defeat Cheng Kun first, and it was a big deal to collect some strength at the last moment, and then find a way to resolve this festival afterwards.

However, this time, without waiting for him to go out first, Cheng Kun forced him up first.

The floating light was transported, he stepped out with a lunge, and his body turned into a line of hazy streamer, shrunk into inches and swept to the distance of half a step in front of Xiahou Jun's body, directly seized the middle line, and his horizontal elbow was like a gun, crashing into Xiahou Jun's head, and at the same time, he suddenly punched in the square inch, hitting the opponent's waist and ribs.

A double strike, fierce and domineering, showing the momentum of Bajiquan "shaking your arms and hitting the sky, stomping your feet and shaking Kyushu".

Xiahou Jun miscalculated the speed of Cheng Kun's body technique, and was pulled into the most dangerous melee battle, and the sword technique was difficult to deploy for a while.

He had to erect the Thunder Knife, and the thick blade was used as a shield by him, blocking Cheng Kun's domineering elbow without any difference, and then narrowly retreated half a step, avoiding the punch. It's just that although he avoided the fist, he was hit by Cheng Kun's dark energy, revealing the flesh and blood on the side of his waist.

Xiahou Jun didn't have time to be surprised, because Cheng Kun couldn't do anything, followed by a series of three punches, and even more kicks and crutches under his feet, the offensive was like a raging storm, leaving no gap, and he retreated again and again, and he couldn't find a chance to fight back.

And after Cheng Kun is prepared, he will pay attention to the true qi dense in the fist and other parts of the body when he makes a move, although Xiahou Jun's true qi is violent, but it is still firmly blocked out of his body by his true qi like an iron wall.

Xiahou Jun was very aggrieved in his heart, he never thought that Cheng Kun would be unforgiving as soon as he grabbed the upper hand. And his boxing style seems to be weird, but after the actual fight, you will find that the actual combat is outrageous. If this continues, he really has some doubts that he will be beaten to death like this!

When he blocked Cheng Kun's knee hit with one palm again, he suddenly held the knife with his backhand and slashed it from bottom to top. The Thunder Knife turned into a dark cyan lightning, the snow-bright blade flashed with cold light, and the blade shook with a roar, which seemed to contain the anger in the master's heart.

This backhand knife can be said to be a protruding peak, extremely sinister.

Cheng Kun's pupils shrank, and he immediately judged that this knife could not be hard-connected, even if he had practiced the iron-clad technique to the point of almost becoming a great success, he would inevitably fall into the fate of being disemboweled.

His arm shrank and retracted into his sleeve robe, if there were other people standing next to him at this time, he would feel that Cheng Kun's arm would be lost in an instant.

In the next moment, Cheng Kun's shoulders trembled, his sleeve robe brushed on the extremely sharp blade, and then the sleeves turned over the waves, and even dissipated, and the strength suddenly changed more than ten times, and the power of this knife was completely exhausted with unimaginable sensitivity and dexterity of ordinary people.

Then Cheng Kun exhaled, shook his feet, and crashed into Xiahou Jun's arms.

Xiahou Jun's eight veins have all been opened, and the true qi flows freely throughout his body, and the moment he is impacted, he naturally gathers in his chest and abdomen, turning the force of this collision into eighty percent.

But the remaining two percent fell on Xia Houjun, which still made his chest feel stuffy, and he only felt a little better after opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at Cheng Kun again, the robe on one of his arms had been cut into a pile of tattered cloth, revealing his extremely strong muscles.

This series of changes only happened in just a few breaths, from Xiahou Jun's backhand knife, to Cheng Kun's use of his sleeves to reduce his strength and then crash into the opponent with the force of leaning against the mountain, a series of movements were like lightning flashes, as long as he hesitated even a little, he was already seriously injured now.

After Xiahou Jun spit out the mouthful of blood in his chest, the battle intent in his chest completely rose.

He can't care anymore about Cheng Kun's age is more than ten years younger than him, and what to talk about such a master is completely kicked by a donkey.

Cheng Kun felt a little regretful in his heart, his cultivation was still a few points weaker than his opponent, which caused most of the power of the collision just now to be dissolved, and he failed to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

In terms of boxing, he has the experience of his previous life, and he will not be weaker than the other party, but only the true qi must be accumulated little by little, and there is no shortcut. It was already a miracle that he was able to reach this level in less than four years of cultivation.

Just now, he was desperate for the danger of being injured, and took Xia Houjun's backhand knife, just to forcibly create a flaw and defeat him, but unfortunately he couldn't do it.

Although Xia Houjun was slightly injured, it would not affect his next move. And it can be expected that with his previous experience, Xiahou Jun will definitely not give him the opportunity to fight in close combat, and when there is not much difference in strength, it is really a bit of a loss to take the opponent's knife empty-handed.

Sure enough, as soon as Xiahou Jun's qi and blood calmed down, he launched an offensive again.

This time, he let go of his long blow, swinging his knife and slashing at a distance of almost three steps, the thunder knife cut through the air again and again, speed and power coexisted, and each knife carried the momentum of cutting gold and jade.

Of course, Cheng Kun's flesh and blood body would not stupidly hit the blade, he changed his boxing technique, stepped on the gossip, and swam around an invisible circle, as if he had become a slippery fish, and he was invincible only by virtue of his body.

At the same time, he clapped his palms continuously, changed his palms singlely, changed his palms twice, changed his palms with his homeopathic palms, turned over palms, grinded palms, changed his palms three times and turned back palms.

The palm is like a dragon, each palm is issued, all of them must be made of the waist as a shaft, the whole body is integrated, the inside and outside are combined, avoiding the right and slanting, and the accuracy is incomparably struck on the side of the blade of the thunder knife in Xiahou Jun's hand, and for a time only the sound of "clanging" was heard endlessly.

After Xiahou Jun slashed eighteen slashes in a row, the true qi he gathered was finally exhausted, and he had to stop the offensive.

He frowned and looked at Cheng Kun, since he practiced this Heavenly Thunder Slash, he had never met anyone who could take his eighteen knives unscathed, but he didn't expect to make an exception here in Cheng Kun today.

Cheng Kun's palm technique seems to be light and agile, but every time he slaps it, he will be shocked, and even the muscles and bones of his whole body are a little numb, this kind of unreasonable divine power makes him have no temper at all.

In the end, he finally reluctantly admitted that it was difficult for him to achieve his goal today, and today's fight seemed to end in a draw. Although Cheng Kun took his knife move, he couldn't defeat him, and he was the same, it was difficult to defeat the opponent's amazing boxing skills.

Xiahou Jun glanced at Cheng Kun deeply, seeing that he wanted to keep him firmly in his heart, and then turned around and left without any delay.

Cheng Kun didn't make a move to stop the other party from leaving, he and Xiahou Jun had the same idea, since there was no way to defeat the other party, it was useless to entangle.

This battle also tightened the strings in his heart a little more, he met such an opponent in just two days, the imperial capital is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, it seems that he has to work harder.