Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Realm of Condensation

The fist wind is blowing, and the fist is with it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sima Changqing punched out casually, and the power was able to blast an innate peak into slag.

Although Zhang Bairen was excited, he didn't dare to be careless.

He didn't blindly take this punch, but planned to test how powerful it was.

I saw that the purple star stick in Zhang Bairen's hand turned into stars, and every time it fell, it was a firelight.

At this time, the purple star rod in his hand seemed to be alive, like a purple dragon rushing out.

His stick was unpredictable, hitting Sima Changqing's body. But what made him frown was that after this Sima Changqing's punch came out, since he was ignoring the purple star stick, he was also going to make this punch.

This punch went straight to Zhang Bairen's middle door.

Now, Zhang Bairen has two choices, one is to choose to retreat, and the other is to choose to continue attacking.

It's just that the power of his purple star rod is obviously not strong, especially when he uses the stars, and the power is infinitely dispersed.

However, if he was to bear this punch, he would not dare.

But Zhang Bairen did not retreat, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, the Purple Star Stick offensive did not decrease but increased, and the sixth palm of the left hand Fu Long Palm was slapped out.

This palm was slapped out, and Zhang Bairen felt that there was a dragon shape looming in the palm of his hand, as if there was a dragon type roaring angrily.

Fu Long's palm was against the Black Iron Demon Fist, and Zhang Bairen's Purple Star Stick completely hit Sima Changqing's body everywhere.

"Bang Bang Bang~~"

"Bang!"

The fists and palms are connected, and the purple star rod is added.

The two of them retreated with a touch.

Sima Changqing took three steps back, and each step was to step out of a pit in the granite on the ground. Zhang Bairen spun backwards and landed on a table, and the table instantly cracked.

Zhang Bairen's face was solemn, the qi and blood in his body were tumbling, and he had just felt a strong force from which iron fist, and he actually felt a sense of irresistibility.

He has always had the upper hand in frontal battles with people. In particular, his sixth palm big dragon is even more powerful than before.

However, even so, Zhang Bairen felt that his palms were a little numb, and under the move just now, he was completely at a disadvantage.

Zhang Bairen frowned slightly, it seems that this Sima Changqing is really a hard stubble.

However, what he didn't know was that Sima Changqing's heart was already turbulent.

Sima Changqing was now very embarrassed, and the purple star stick hit his body, causing his clothes to be torn, and countless red dots appeared on his body.

Although he did not suffer internal injuries, on the outside, it looked more like he had fallen behind.

This is still second, and the most important thing is that the punch just now, he seemed random, but in fact, he had used seventy percent of his strength.

What is the concept of Seventy Percent Power?

With Sima Changqing's cultivation, this Xuan-level high-grade magic skill, combined with his profound internal strength and mental method, even the hills will be broken. The three innate peaks tried their best to resist, but they also had to be shattered.

However, slapping it with Zhang Bairen's palm just made Zhang Bairen feel a little numb in his hands.

In other words, his fist did not cause much damage to Zhang Bairen.

Sima Changqing took off his robe, revealing his red upper body, he looked tall and thin before, but after taking off his robe, he was very muscular.

In particular, Zhang Bairen saw that Sima Changqing's arms were particularly powerful, and his fists were even more huge.

"After becoming a condensed realm, it has been a long time since I have been so excited to fight with an innate peak. Sima Changqing smiled fiercely.

Zhang Bairen frowned and said, "You have fought with someone like this before?

Sima Changqing's face changed slightly, as if he didn't want to talk more, and said, "Your vision is too narrow, do you think you are a genius? ”

After saying this, he clenched his fist again and slammed it at Zhang Bairen.

This time, he used eighty percent of his strength.

Zhang Bairen didn't hide, although he fell behind before, and his palms were a little numb, but he was still within the range of bearing.

Then, he put away the purple star stick with his backhand, and then kept slapping out his palms, and it turned out to be a continuous use of the Fulong palm.

Sima Changqing's pupils shrank, just now, he actually saw Zhang Bairen stretch out the purple star stick and hit a stick flower, and the purple stick was gone.

This scare scared him a lot, what kind of trick is this?

Zhang Bairen naturally saw Sima Changqing's doubts, but he didn't have the heart to explain. Things can't be kept in the demon space for a long time, otherwise they will feed the demon fruit tree.

But for the time being, it's no problem.

Zhang Bairen's Fulong palm kept beating, and every time the palm fell, it was immeasurable.

But fighting with Sima Changqing's iron fist is really like hitting iron. However, even if Zhang Bairen's Fulong palm hit the iron, it would leave a handprint, but when it hit Sima Changqing's iron fist, it only left the sound of gold and iron fighting, and it didn't cause any damage to Sima Changqing at all.

The two of them bombarded countless palms, the palm wind was agitated, and the fists flickered.

The tables and chairs in the entire inn flew over, and even some tables were beaten out of the door, and even the door wall of the inn was broken.

Outside the inn were the heads of the small families, and although they couldn't see the situation inside the inn, they could feel something from the fierce battle.

"That madman is so violent, even the Iron Fist Hero can't suppress him?"

"I'm afraid he is really innate invincible, but innate can't be compared to the realm of condensation. ”

"That's right, just wait, the evergreen hero will definitely beat him to flesh. ”

In the inn, Zhang Bairen and Sima Changqing separated again.

Zhang Bairen's breath was a little messy, panting slightly, his palms were red, and he seemed to have no feeling.

On the other hand, Sima Changqing stood with his hands in his hands, although his clothes were gone, it made him look more imposing. His hairpin had been knocked off, and his long hair was fluttering.

It seems that Zhang Bairen is completely inferior.

But Sima Changqing's hands were also a little numb at this time, the black light on the fist had dispersed, and the entire fist bone was a little red, but it was okay.

However, this also shows that he Sima Changqing is not completely fine.

"Your palm is very sharp, but there are only six palms, and you are only these six palms when you hit around, but you can't help me. Sima Changqing said proudly: "If you don't have the ability to do it next, then I can send you to death!"

Zhang Bairen smiled indifferently, and cold sweat flowed from his face. His palm is temporarily useless, and I'm afraid it will take a while to recover.

"You want to kill me, then come on!"

After saying that, he actually swept out of the inn.

Sima Changqing was stunned for a moment, and immediately shouted: "Stop him!"

Immediately, he also burst out with a powerful momentum and chased out.

Zhang Bairen, who came to the outside of the inn, did not use light skills to escape directly, and after he came out, someone immediately stepped forward to arrest him.

He roared like a lion, and the people were caught off guard, bleeding from their mouths and ears, and they were stunned in place.

Zhang Bairen stepped on the heads of the group of family heads, and finally came to the roof.

Looking back, Sima Changqing had already chased him out.

"Hehe, hero, if you have the guts, play hide and seek with me!"

After speaking, Zhang Bairen jumped into the next room and swept above the roof.

Sima Changqing didn't dare to let Zhang Bairen go, so he hurriedly caught up.

Zhang Bairen turned his head with a look of banter on his face. This Sima Changqing is not simple, and I am afraid it is not an ordinary early stage of condensation.

He had already thought of a way to defeat Sima Changqing, but he needed to let his palm recover.

Fortunately, he has strong external skills, otherwise this palm would have been shattered a long time ago. Now, under the dual maintenance of the Demon Codex and external strength, it is also recovering rapidly.