Jin Feilong, who was extremely angry, shouted: "Come again!"

Then he waved his fists and approached Yang Hao, Yang Hao's face remained unchanged, he took a step forward, and the Immortal Sword stabbed out continuously, and each stroke accurately landed on Jin Feilong's fist, accurately blocking Jin Feilong's attack.

"Damn! Damn!" Jin Feilong became more and more aggrieved the more he fought, he found that no matter how fierce and fast his fist was, Yang Hao still easily handed the Immortal Sword to his fist, and then his fist accurately collided with Yang Hao's Immortal Sword! Although his fist was not injured at all, but even so, Jin Feilong still felt very angry. In the eyes of others, wouldn't he be like a fool and send his fist to the tip of Yang Hao's Immortal Sword?!

In this way, how can Jin Feilong not be angry?

"Come again! Come again!" Jin Feilong shouted like a madman, and waved his golden fist like a madman, I don't know how long it has been, I don't know how many punches have been swung, I don't know how many punches have fallen on Yang Hao's body? Jin Feilong woke up from madness, his energy was almost exhausted, in his perception, he had at least swung a thousand punches, so many, as dense as raindrops, Yang Hao could still parry?! Jin Feilong showed a hint of pride, expecting that he couldn't parry the fists like raindrops at all!

When he opened his eyes, Jin Feilong saw that Yang Hao was still standing in front of him, Jin Feilong's expression remained unchanged, and the next moment, Jin Feilong saw Yang Hao's robe fluttering, and it looked like he had been attacked by a fist? Jin Feilong's expression suddenly changed greatly, but he was not out of order, his robe was fine, and his body was fine! Jin Feilong comforted himself like this. Looking at it again, I saw Yang Hao looking at him with a smile, his face did not change at all, okay, how could he have been injured by a fist?

"How can you be okay!" Jin Feilong blurted out, his tone full of disbelief.

"Take all your fists that can be caught with the Immortal Sword, and if you can't catch them, you can use your body to dodge them!" Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and said with a nonchalant expression. He knew what Jin Feilong wanted to ask, it was nothing more than wanting to know that he Jin Feilong had obviously swung so many punches, and his fists all carried the power of the divine dragon, and his fists and fists all had the speed of breaking through the air, why didn't he Yang Hao have anything to do? Yang Hao sneered in his heart, although these fists were full of strength, although the speed was very fast, but in order to pursue more punches, even if there were punches, they would not use them, so that the punches swung out were disorderly, like a madman fighting. No matter how fierce and fast the fist is, but there is no discipline and no rhyme, how can he Yang Hao be bombarded? As he said, everything that can be picked up is taken by the Immortal Sword, and those who can't be caught will use his body to dodge.

"Abominable and hateful!" Jin Feilong was extremely angry, his eyes could spew fire, the Miao Ling Girl, under his Divine Dragon Fist, was going to be injured, and it was still a thousand fists of the Divine Dragon Fist, Yang Hao actually carried it down, there was no injury at all, but he spent a lot of energy! How does this not make Jin Feilong angry? But Jin Feilong is not the kind of simple-minded person, no matter how angry he is, he also knows Yang Hao's strength, which is not something that the Miao Ling Girl can think of, and Yang Hao must be put to a higher level. Otherwise, it will be him Jin Feilong who suffers.

The reason why Jin Feilong would be like a fool and swing out thousands of punches to attack Yang Hao is because Jin Feilong has obsessive-compulsive disorder, his original idea was to use the Shenlong Fist to hurt Yang Hao, although the injury was not serious, it was also injured, but a punch was blocked, and Yang Hao was blocked with the Immortal Sword, Jin Feilong did not change his boxing method, and still used the Divine Dragon Fist to fight with Yang Hao for dozens of moves, but without exception, all the Divine Dragon Fists were blocked one by one by Yang Hao with the Immortal Sword, Jin Feilong's obsessive-compulsive disorder came up, coupled with anger, Jin Feilong didn't even use his fist, and directly waved his fist and blasted at Yang Hao。 But what made Jin Feilong so angry that he vomited blood was that Yang Hao was still unharmed!

Enchanted!

Jin Feilong suddenly came to his senses, knowing that he was fascinated and enchanted, otherwise he would not have wasted his energy in such a stupid way. Jin Feilong, who realized this, forcibly suppressed his obsessive-compulsive disorder and shouted: "Come again!"

Immediately, Jin Feilong rushed towards Yang Hao, just in an instant, he came to Yang Hao's face, the distance between the two was very short, not even a zhang distance was not enough, but Jin Feilong's figure still did not stop, at the same time, Jin Feilong's fist also moved, a change from the previous boxing method, Yang Hao, who had already seen Jin Feilong's battle, had already seen at a glance that this was Jin Feilong's "Heavenly Dragon Fist"! It was even more powerful than the Divine Dragon Fist! With this move, Jin Feilong beat the wonderful spirit girl to the point that he could not parry!

Yang Hao didn't dare to despise Jin Feilong's Tianlong Fist, his eyes were fixed, at the moment when Jin Feilong's fist just made a move, Yang Hao's Immortal Sword had already moved, when the Immortal Sword moved, even the sound made when the sword body came into contact with the air had not yet sounded, Yang Hao had already brandished the Immortal Sword, and met Jin Feilong's Heavenly Dragon Fist, and at the same time, a voice like spring thunder exploded on his mouth: "The Taoist holds the sword, and the sword breaks through the universe"!

The brilliant sword qi burst out on the tip of the sword of the Immortal Sword, and with lightning speed, carrying a terrifying sword might, it bombarded Jin Feilong's Heavenly Dragon Fist!

As soon as the sword qi came out, the faces of some disciples under the battle platform immediately changed greatly, because they felt that the swords in their storage rings were all trembling violently, wanting to break the storage rings and break the rings! After being forcibly suppressed by them countless times, they could not suppress these swords, and they could only watch as their swords, in their storage rings, kept trembling violently, and kept trying to break the ring, just when they were helpless to the extreme, these swords suddenly quieted down!

Bang!

The sword qi and the heavenly dragon fist collided in the center of the two of them, the golden qi waves, the brilliant qi waves, spread to the surroundings at the same time, in the process of diffusion, these two different colors of qi waves also competed, just like their source, the brilliant sword qi, the golden fist!

Layer after layer, wrapped in two colors of qi waves, they quickly flooded the entire battle platform, so that the disciples under the battle platform couldn't see the situation inside the qi waves at all. Even so, the disciples under the battle platform can also think of the level of competition between the two people in the battle platform at this moment.