Hearing this, Yang Ming frowned slightly, his eyes looked in the direction pointed by the latter, and instantly touched Qiu Hongyi's eyes, and after a moment of silence, Yang Ming finally nodded lightly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"My name is madman, I heard what I said just now, like a man!" Seeing Yang Ming nodding, the gray-robed young man didn't seem to want to pursue more, a faint smile appeared on his arrogant face, and he immediately stretched out his clenched fist arm, and then stopped at Yang Ming's chest.

Seeing this, Yang Ming showed a strange look on his face, it was not the first time he had come to the Hundred Battles Sect, and he was naturally familiar with the name of the madman, but in his impression, it seemed that this guy called the madman was as arrogant as his name.

However, from this gray-robed young man, Yang Ming couldn't see the slightest arrogant look, could it be that the news in the Hundred Battles Sect was false?

This seems to be a bit different from the legend!

Lei Qiannuo on the side was also slightly stunned, and secretly said in his heart, when did this madman talk so well?

Touching his chin, Yang Ming kept looking at the gray-robed young man, as if he had a flower on his face, hesitated for a moment, and Yang Ming also stretched out his fist, wanting to touch it.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the madman's originally calm fist suddenly shook, and hideous green tendons appeared in his entire arm, and then slammed into Yang Ming's fist at an extremely terrifying speed.

The speed of this punch was almost as fast as lightning, like a leopard in the jungle, and it pounced directly on Yang Ming.

Although the madman's punch did not use internal force, due to the long-term cultivation of horizontal martial arts, the strength was surprisingly strong, and where the fist slashed, a piercing sound of breaking wind suddenly erupted, as if even the air could not withstand the power of his punch, which was extremely terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming's face changed slightly, and he secretly said that it was not good, and then the outstretched fist suddenly retracted, and then blasted out like a cannon shot.

In this punch, Yang Ming also did not use internal force, it purely relied on the strength of the body, but Yang Ming's punch was far above the madman in terms of momentum and power.

Seeing the two of them suddenly make a move, those who still hadn't dispersed couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and they all looked at the two of them with some confusion, not knowing how these two people did it at this time.

This punch, if the madman uses his internal force, Yang Ming may not be his opponent, but if he only competes with the strength of the physical body, Yang Ming has not been afraid of any master below the Divine Realm, even if the madman is a wizard who cultivates martial arts.

You must know that Yang Ming's physical body has already reached the perfect realm, and every time Yang Ming breaks through the realm, "The Nine Secrets of the Mountain" will give back an extremely mysterious power to wash his body, making his physical body more perfect, even after Yang Ming has reached the perfection of the physical body, this feeling still has not disappeared, on the contrary, when breaking through the realm of passage, Yang Ming's physical body is also washed by an extremely terrifying power, making his physical body more powerful.

This perverted washing method makes Yang Ming's physical strength almost comparable to that of an ancient fierce beast, if he does not use his internal force, even if he is a madman who cultivates martial arts, he will only be tortured and killed.

"Bang ......"

The two fists collided, and the low muffled sound was like crushing a vacuum leather bag, making people feel a tingling scalp, and if anyone who noticed this side would find that at the moment when the two of them collided with their fists, an invisible wave of qi spread from the place where the fists collided.

Just the collision of physical strength, the power reached this step, even Lei Qiannuo's face next to him changed slightly, and he could feel that the explosive power in the two of them was like an ancient fierce beast, wreaking havoc on each other.

"Humph......"

At the moment of the brief collision of the two fists, the madman's pupils suddenly contracted, and a touch of horror suddenly crossed his eyes, because he could feel the huge force coming from Yang Ming's fist, although this power was not enough to make him hurt, but it could make him suffer a dark loss.

Therefore, after the two fists collided, a low muffled snort came from the madman's throat, and the burly body quickly retreated, his body was extremely embarrassed, and a flush appeared on his arrogant face.

And when the madman retreated quickly, Yang Ming's figure only shook slightly, and there was no strangeness in the slightest.

Obviously, in the first confrontation between the two, Yang Ming had the upper hand.

Seeing this scene, Lei Qiannuo suddenly opened his mouth wide, his eyes flashed with disbelief, and he suddenly shouted in his heart: "How is this possible?"

You must know that the madman is the pride of the sky of the Hundred Battles Sect, and his strength has reached the peak of the Tongqi realm, even he is not his opponent, and this guy has a natural advantage in horizontal martial arts, others often practice for ten years to achieve the great success of horizontal martial arts, and the madman only needs three to five years to do it......

Moreover, over the years, he has cultivated the successful horizontal martial arts "God of War Sunset Technique" left by the Emperor of War, and it will not be long before he reaches the realm of the Emperor of War, but such a demon still suffers a big loss when facing Yang Ming, which shows what kind of terrifying level Yang Ming's body has reached.

", this kid ......" Some of the disciples of the Hundred Battles Sect who noticed this side were all stunned when they saw Yang Ming repelling the madman with one punch.

You must know that in the eyes of these people, the madman is an out-and-out god of war, but the god of war in his mind was repelled by Yang Ming's punch, which ......

At this moment, everyone's eyes looking at Yang Ming were full of awe.

Even if he is a madman, his gaze at Yang Ming at this moment has become solemn, whether he wants to admit it or not, this time he lost the temptation.

Although the madman's character is arrogant, he is not a person who can't afford to lose, but he is still a little unwilling in his heart, and the physical strength that he has always been proud of is not as good as a boy under the age of twenty, which is indeed a big blow to the madman.

"Heh, brute force is not small!" shook his somewhat sore arm, and the madman snorted coldly.

"You're not bad either!" Yang Ming said lightly.

"No wonder I can defeat that crazy woman, I have some ability, if it weren't for the old man's strict order not to make trouble, I really want to meet you. ”

The madman licked his chapped lips, and looked at Yang Ming's gaze full of fanaticism, like a fire burning, revealing a strong war intent. (To be continued.) )