In the void, the huge dragon body of the divine dragon was entangled, the green snake screamed sadly, the flesh was torn apart inch by inch, and none of the originally smooth cyan skin was intact at the moment.

Then, the scene of the dragon swallowing the snake was staged.

The dragon first crushed the head of the green snake, then engulfed half of its body, and finally its tail was completely devoured.

The green snake sword stuck in the ground sent a shudder, and then broke from the middle.

The young man in Huafu took a mouthful of blood arrow out of his throat, his face was as pale as paper, and his natal weapon was destroyed, causing him to be seriously injured.

He looked at Nan Jiantian, his eyes full of resentment.

......

Nan Jiantian defeated the young man in Chinese costumes, and another event was in full swing, in order to be able to compete with Du Fei in the ring as soon as possible, he accelerated the process of the challenge.

This means that he has to complete multiple challenges in a single day.

A disciple was slapped in the ring by Pai Shan's palm, fell to the ground and vomited blood, and then fainted.

At this moment, Nan Jiantian jumped onto the stage, and in this battle, his opponent was Pai Shan, the true disciple of the deputy courtyard master.

He looked at the other party coldly, and Pai Shan was not looking at him.

"Under Nan Jiantian!" Nan Jiantian reported his name out of courtesy.

"It turns out that you are Nan Jiantian!" Pai Shan's eyes flashed with strange color.

"It's down there!"

"It's unfortunate that you met me. I, Paishan, have decided to defeat you in three rounds!" Paishan said in a stiff tone.

"Ahh

"If you wish, I'll defeat you in three rounds!" Nan Jiantian replied with a smile on his face.

"Hubris! You'll regret what you've said. ”

"Unfortunately, I don't know what regret is, I hope you can tell me!"

Pai Shan's eyes were full of cold murderous opportunities, and he shouted loudly and his figure broke through the air, urging his palms to suppress Nan Jiantian head-on, and under the platoon of palms, there was a great tendency to overwhelm the mountains and seas.

For a while, the sky was full of shadows, enveloping Nan Jiantian's figure and blocking his retreat from all sides.

The starting style of the mountain used the bottom technique of pressing the box - the mountain palm.

Obviously, Nan Jiantian's words angered the other party.

Nan Jiantian secretly ran the "King Kong Jue", turning the Yuan Force, his arms turned red as magma, and it seemed that a terrible blow was brewing.

"King Ming's mudra!"

Just when the mountain was still three zhang away from him, Nan Jiantian shouted violently, and his palms were imprinted towards the void, and several golden handprints were made in a row, like the palm prints of the ancient Buddha, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands for rain!

Deep and powerful, it projects an inviolable divine might.

Several golden handprints rose into the air, shattering rows of suppressed palms, and after doing this, King Ming's handprints also dissipated into the air.

The two of them intersected with their palms, and they were separated with a touch, and under the residual strength of this furious force, their bodies retreated violently.

Pai Shan, who can stabilize his body, was secretly shocked, and under the struggle, the subtlety of the faint Ming Wang's handprint was still on the palm of Pai Shan.

If you choose to retreat in front of everyone, you are afraid that your prestige will be discredited.

Facing Nan Jiantian, Pai Shan actually felt bottomless for the first time.

At this moment, a phantom flashed by, and it was the return of the silkworm that had just defeated the enemy.

"What the hell is going on?" Pai Shan asked in a deep voice, and looked at Nan Jiantian with an unkind breath.

"How dare this son despise you and me. Pai Shan said hatefully.

"I don't know whether I live or die, just abolish it. ”

The silkworm and the two children of Pai Shan knew each other, and they wanted to fight.

Nan Jiantian didn't give the other party a chance to make a move, and his figure flickered in front of Pai Shan, and directly sacrificed the morning bell to bombard him.

Nan Jiantian urged the Wind Boots to come in an instant, and such a close distance left almost no chance for the opponent to react.

Pai Shan only felt a flower in front of him, and the huge morning bell flew in front of him.

"Bang"

Pai Shan screamed, and this powerful blow knocked him straight into the air, and his body plummeted backwards, directly shattering the ring layer by layer, and he was seriously injured and knelt on the ground vomiting blood.

Looking up at Nan Jiantian, his eyes showed a vicious look, and he wanted to tear him up immediately to vent his hatred, but he was powerless.

Unexpectedly, Nan Jiantian actually struck first and delivered a thunderous blow.

Just because of the carelessness of the enemy, he was defeated with one move!

Seeing this, the silkworm couldn't help but be secretly shocked, but he didn't expect that Nan Jiantian was as strong as a fight.

At the moment, he didn't dare to be careless, the silkworm foot urged to the extreme, tearing the void with a streamer, and the momentum was amazing to suppress the southern sword sky.

Nan Jiantian's face was cold, the tiger roared, his arms turned into a white tiger, and his iron fist rose into the sky.

The fists and feet intersected and burst out with violent energy, and the endless void was twisted by it, and the two of them were evenly divided under one combination.

The silkworm legs are fiercely windy, like a giant axe that opens the mountain, and Nanjian Tian fights to block.

Nan Jiantian's body was as immobile as a mountain, and he only felt that what was pressing between his arms was not a heavenly crippled foot, but a mountain that weighed ten thousand pounds.

The incomparable coercion held him firmly to the ground, and the tiger's body continued to sink, and even his legs were deeply inserted into the ring, until his bare feet and knees were submerged.

The half-acre ring seemed to be overwhelmed and let out a piercing moan.

On the other hand, the silkworm was not easy, and after a fight with Nan Jiantian, he was shocked by the residual strength and made the blood in his abdomen churn, and the corners of his mouth flowed a trace of blood.

But the arrow had to be fired on the Xuan, and the silkworm could only temporarily suppress the injury and suppress it with all its might, leaving no chance for the enemy to turn the tables.

Suddenly, the Southern Sword Heavenly Tiger roared, and the strength of his whole body exploded instantly, and he actually lifted the Heavenly Silkworm into the situation.

"The hand of the King of the Ming Dynasty!"

Nan Jiantian was shrouded in holy light behind him, as if he presented the law of the Ming King, and his one arm turned into a golden light and slashed towards the heavenly silkworm, threatening.

Cheng Gang's "King Kong Jue" was taught by Nan Jiantian, so he could shine in the annual meeting, naturally, Cheng Ganghui's "Ming King Hand" was unlearned, and naturally Nan Jiantian was also quite familiar.

Under the suppression of the other party, he also did not hesitate to use this melee mastery.

"Another Buddhist master?first Cheng Gang, and then Nan Jiantian, they are all proficient in Buddhism, and even I feel a familiar aura in them, why is all this?" When the courtyard master Feng Gang saw Nan Jiantian play the Buddha Gate stunt, he stood up in shock.

"Heavenly Feet!"

In the face of coercion, the silkworm once again resorted to the 'Heavenly Remnant Foot'.

The sky is full of shadows, and he goes straight to the hand of King Daming!

There was another 'boom' and the void trembled.

The hand of the king of the Ming Dynasty was devastating and decaying, and he defeated the remnants of the sky, and his momentum did not change, and he slashed horizontally towards the silkworm.

In a frightened scream, the silkworm was knocked away and fell in an unknown direction.

"Brother Mo, it seems that your two proud protégés still have to be refined!" Feng Gang, the master of the courtyard on the high platform, sneered, and secretly thought: "Pai Shan and the two children of the Heavenly Silkworm have no courtyard rules, it should have been like this a long time ago! ’