"Gongxuan, you can't go over!" The second elder was like a ghost, blocking Zheng Gongxuan's approach.

The coarse and chubby second elder gives people the feeling that he should be clumsy, but at this time, he is light and fluttering, as light as a few taels of cotton.

For the second elder, Zheng Gongxuan has always respected him, but now Zheng Gongxuan can't care so much, he waved his hand and pushed towards the second elder: "Ming'er is in danger!"

"Ming'er is in danger, but with his Dacheng Bear King Fist, he may not lose his life, but if you rush over like this and let him be distracted, maybe he will die at the hands of Bai Sha. ”

"At this time, the most important thing for a martial artist is to be calm!"

The words behind the second elder were like a morning bell at dusk, spraying towards Zheng Gongxuan fiercely.

Zheng Gongxuan was also calmed down a lot by this, and he actually understood these truths that the second elder said, but when Zheng Jinbin used his white hands, he was in a hurry and completely forgot about them.

Countless eyes were staring at Zheng Jinbin tightly, and many people found that Zheng Jinbin's face, which was originally a little pale because of being punched by Zheng Ming, had become more and more white at this moment.

It's just that it's not an injured pale, it's an eerie white.

In addition, Zheng Jinbin's palm not only began to turn white at this time, but also began to swell, and his left hand was five points larger than his right hand.

This is the Zheng family's peerless white hand, and it is also the biggest foundation of the Jiupin family. According to the rules of the family, this kind of mastery should never appear in a fourteen-year-old boy.

But the Great Elder violated this rule.

At this moment, no one called to stop, as a martial artist, everyone felt that Zheng Jinbin's qi was tightly locked on Zheng Ming's body, unless someone with skills was several times that of two people, he could block this earth-shattering blow.

Zheng Ming, this young man who can be said to have defeated Zheng Jinbin, can he block the earth-shattering blow?

No one can answer this question, not only have most people not seen Bai Shashou, but also because of the Bear King Fist of the Dacheng realm, the Zheng family has been refining it alone for many years.

Demon-like qualifications, can you still create miracles?

Zheng stared at his big and small eyes, looking at Zheng Jinbin without blinking, in his heart, thinking about what kind of situation he would be like if he faced this white hand at this time?

But the more he deduced in his own heart, the more he feared.

He found that unless he cultivated the White Evil Hand, otherwise, he was afraid that he would be injured by the blow of the White Evil Hand.

The longer the white hand accumulates, the greater the power it will exert Zheng Ming should fight back as soon as possible now, so that he can have a way out.

I was anxious for Zheng Ming in my heart, but Zheng Jingren didn't shout out his thoughts, and the martial artist couldn't be disturbed at this critical time.

At this time, the happiest person in this situation should be Zheng Jinlong. He has always been in the ranks of this clan meeting, but because he lost face in the hands of Zheng Ming, he hid in the crowd.

Originally, what he wanted to see was Zheng Ming being broken by his brother, but he didn't expect that what he was waiting for was that person who killed the Quartet. It was that person who was in front of so many people, and he was amazed and envious.

His brother's Tiger Fist in the subtle realm was also defeated, and now his brother has shown his white hand.

The secret of the family, the white hand of cultivation, the white hand of cultivation!

This time, Zheng Ming, the scourge, must be beaten to death, no, it should be crippled, only in this way can he remove the scars in his heart.

Zheng Ming stood there motionless, from Zheng Jinbin's body, he felt a stronger coercion, and the pale palm gave him a deep sense of crisis.

Seventh-grade martial arts, this is still a bit out of reach for Zheng Ming, who has only cultivated the nine-rank martial arts Meteor Sword.

Zheng Ming has two options for the white hand, one is to use Li Ruohai's cards, with Li Ruohai's strength, no matter which move it is, he can directly break Zheng Jinbin's white hand.

But dealing with a Zheng Jinbin is really overkill and too wasteful. After all, Li Ruohai, who was holding a red gun in his hand, is now his life-saving card.

Don't use Li Ruohai, then use the Nine Earthquakes to break the mountain!

Although judging from the momentum of the White Evil Hand, this is definitely a martial art with strong attack power and implying a special method.

But Zheng Ming didn't believe that he could take advantage of the Nine Earthquakes Breaking Mountain, which he had accumulated nine times his strength, the only thing to worry about was that the time it took for the Nine Earthquakes to break the Mountain was too long, half an hour, it would hurt to think about it!

However, after seeing Zheng Jinbin accumulating momentum, Zheng Ming chose to break the mountain with nine earthquakes.

With the convergence of the Nine Shocks Breaking Mountain Method, the internal energy began to converge in Zheng Ming's left palm.

One, two, three......

In a quarter of an hour's effort, Zheng Ming had already gathered four internal strengths. The speed at which the Nine Shocks Breaking Mountain gathered internal strength was slower and slower the further back it went, although Zheng Ming had now gathered four internal strengths, the time it took for him to gather the fifth internal strength was much less than the time used by the first four realms combined.

Zheng Jinbin is like a wolf waiting for an opportunity to attack, staring at Zheng Ming tightly, he is not only gathering momentum, but also looking for Zheng Ming's flaws.

His white hand cultivation was not successful, so he only had the power of one blow, he was not willing to waste the power of this blow, he wanted to directly beat him to serious injury at the moment when Zheng Ming revealed his flaws.

But when a quarter of an hour passed, Zheng Jinbin was disappointed, although Zheng Ming was standing there, and what he posed was only the simplest move of Bear King Fist, but it gave him a feeling that Zheng Ming had no flaws in his body.

Everything is so natural!

He couldn't wait any longer, if he waited any longer, the momentum he had accumulated would dissipate, so he rose into the air, and his palm, which was wider than before, struck out towards Zheng Ming.

This blow, he had been gathering momentum for a long time, and before he could send it, he had already blocked all the gaps around Zheng Ming.

If Zheng Ming wanted to dodge, it was impossible at all.

And Zheng Ming didn't move at all when Zheng Jinbin took off in the air, and at the moment when the white hand was about to fall, Zheng Ming waved his left hand.

The left hand is a fist, and among the bear king fists, the simplest move, the bear king soared into the sky, and he rushed towards the white hand.

The two of them moved and stood still, took off to borrow strength, and stepped on the ground with one foot!

At this moment, all the people who paid attention to this big battle felt that they were a little nervous, especially Zheng Gongxuan and other relatives who paid attention to Zheng Ming, and they all felt that their heartbeats were accelerating.

There is also a heartbeat fast, that is, Zheng Jinlong, he is an excited acceleration, he feels that his wish can finally be achieved.

Dare to take the white hand hard, this Zheng Ming doesn't want to live!

The one who had the same idea as Zheng Jinbin was the Great Elder, and there was a hint of a smile on the Great Elder's face at this time.

As one of the people in the Zheng family who had cultivated the White Evil Hand, the Great Elder naturally understood the power of this White Evil Hand. The cultivation of the white hand requires not only internal strength, but also the assistance of medicine.

Once the White Evil Hand is urged, not only can it double the cultivator's internal strength, but the strength that implies the cold qi is more capable of increasing the power of the internal strength gathered in the White Evil Hand by fifty percent.

In other words, Zheng Jinbin at this time, in terms of strength, has reached the mid-term strength of the ten grades.

Zheng Ming, a kid in the early stage of the eleventh grade, if he used other methods to deal with the white swordsman, maybe there was a slight possibility of survival, but he was looking for death and used the most stupid way to deal with the white stalker.

This is looking for death!

Zheng Zhongwang also felt that Zheng Ming was looking for death, how could it be so easy to deal with it, this Zheng Ming gave up his Dacheng Bear King Fist and adopted this kind of hard-hitting method, which was really inexperienced.

Young people, only when they have endured enough hardships will they know what compromise is, but if they are injured by white hands, they don't know if there will be a future.

In the midst of all kinds of ideas, two fists collided in the void. At the moment when the fists collided, Zheng Jinbin's face showed a hint of ecstasy.

When the two fists collided, he could urge all the strength of his accumulated white hands into Zheng Ming's body, and he didn't believe that Zheng Ming could resist it.

At the very least, this time, destroy his meridians.

However, at the moment when he urged his strength out, he felt that a force like a frenzy rushed towards his white hand from Zheng Ming's hand.

It is said that it should be his white hand strength that prevails, but this time, his white hand strength not only did not gain the upper hand, but was suppressed.

The energy poured into his palms, into his meridians, into his body......

He felt that his body was no longer under his control, and his whole body flew backwards at this moment.

How is this possible?

How could I be defeated, then Zheng Ming obviously only had eleventh grade cultivation, how could he have such strong internal strength?

The question, coupled with the strength that flowed wildly in his chest, made Zheng Jinbin feel extremely uncomfortable, and a mouthful of blood, in the void, sprayed directly out of his mouth, and then he fell to the ground heavily.

At the moment when Zheng Jinbin was knocked away, everything seemed to have stopped, and many people stared at the scene in front of them, a little unable to believe that all this was true.

But the facts tell them that all this is true, and there is no false truth.

Zheng Jinbin, who used his white hand, was defeated and defeated in the hands of Zheng Ming, and Zheng Ming didn't seem to use any means.

With just a dignified punch, Zheng Jinbin was defeated, and Zheng Jinbin, who had used his white hand, was directly sent out.

"This can't be!" Zheng Zhongwang, as the head of the family, had a tremor in his voice, and there was joy and disbelief in his heart, after all, that white hand was the foundation of the Zheng family.

"What kind of demon technique did you use to injure Bin'er!" The Great Elder who shouted angrily rose into the air and rushed straight towards Zheng Ming.

At this time, Zheng Ming's fist had not been withdrawn, the mountain wind was blowing, and the young man's sleeves were fluttering, just like the mountains!

The Great Elder soared into the air like an eagle, his hands were like claws, and he rushed towards Zheng Ming with a momentum like a mountain.