Xing Zhen directly found Shi Mohong, the strongest man in the Japanese clan. When he was trapped in the Dragon Abyss, he had several battles with this first physical cultivator in the Lower Five Realms.

As a result, the punishment was really miserable. When he went to fight, he was bruised and swollen every time.

After fighting for a long time, you can only touch the opponent by improving your strength.

That's all, I have never won the battle from beginning to end.

The exchange between the two was coordinated by the commander Yuan Hong, and the two had no relationship.

Seeing that his subordinates were defeated, Shi Mohong was so angry that he was not in a hurry to fight.

Pingtan asked, "Is Shi Mokuang killed by you?"

"Oh? Why did you say this?" Xing Zhen did not answer positively, but asked back.

"You have the breath of the Demon in your body. Do you dare not act like this?" Demon Hong was slightly angry.

Xing Zhen could see that Shi Mohong was not sad because of his fellow disciples' death, but just wanted to know the result.

It is also possible that the so-called aura in Shimohong's mouth is the remnant of their Shimo Sect's unique divine power.

If you dare to kill someone, you dare to admit it. Xing Zhen is calm: "Indeed."

Xing Zhen is willing to talk nonsense with Shi Mohong, after all, the shadow of being abused when he was trapped in the Demon Abyss is still there.

There is really no confidence in winning the punishment, and the longer it delays, the more beneficial it is to you.

It would be better for Yang Qi to fight quickly and kill Jiao Wushuang, whose strength was greatly reduced, and then come to help.

There is really nothing to worry about when there is two fights and one punishment. Even if the other party has a killer move like divine power, he will have punishment to compete with.

However, Shi Mohong was smarter than Xing Zhen imagined, and immediately exposes it: "Stop thinking about it, Jiao Wushuang is the genius of the Black Dragon Clan, and the foundation of the Black Dragon Clan is not something you can guess."

"Instead of waiting for others to come to help, think about how to die with a decent attitude."

Seeing that his thoughts were exposed, Xing Zhen was not in Moji, and he clasped his fists and said, "Please!"

"Please" Shi Mohong responded politely.

The two figures swept forward at the same time, leaving behind their bodies with afterimages that had not been able to dissipate. The connection between the afterimages was more like two figures dragging their long tails.

"Boom" the two fists collided, and the collision of internal force and spiritual energy exploded.

The first demon Hong had not moved, and Xing Zhen flew back a hundred feet away, but he still used the punishment controlled by the energy to catch himself, avoiding the embarrassing situation of falling to the ground.

The physical cultivation of the lower five realms is the strongest, and entering the middle five realms is still the strongest in the same realm.

Xing really suffered a great loss in the first collision, and his fists were covered in blood and deep bones.

Shi Mohong praised it without hesitation: "It is indeed much stronger than other martial artists who walk in the river realm. Shi Mo Kuang is not wronged in your hands. It is much stronger than when he was trapped in the Dragon Abyss. There is something worthy of my attention."

With sarcastic praise, Xing Zhen would not be angry, and it is not the time to get angry. Shi Mohong was just a test and did not use his true strength. Xing Zhen also had not given a punishment and did not intend to use his trump card first.

Xing Zhen’s body was fully opened with 108 acupoints, and internal force continued to pour into the tendons and veins. Since the mass was not good, then let’s get the quantity.

The internal force in the tendons and veins roared like a river breaking through the dam. The cyclone was running wildly, absorbing the ability between heaven and earth into internal force, and then replenishing the acupoints that lost internal force.

The gallbladder rotates wildly, and the scorching flames rippled out, instantly igniting the internal force in the tendons and veins.

Under the interior, the crisscrossing tendons and veins in the body are all filled with flames.

"Come again" Xing Zhen walked forward with his sword, and a pair of fists burning flames were handed out.

Shi Mohong curled his smile and his face was a little solemn. He felt that the burning wind between Xing Zhen's fists was quite dangerous and he did not dare to be careless anymore.

Shi Mohong clenched his fists, and his spiritual energy burst out from the inside out, and his arms swelled, and his fists flashed with golden light attacked at the same time.

"Boom" a thunderous explosion came out, and the spiritual energy and internal force eroded each other. The sleeves of the two were shattered at the same time, and the collision ripples reached a radius of hundreds of feet.

Fortunately, these two people were fighting fiercely in mid-air. If they were on the ground, the soldiers around them would probably not be able to survive.

This time, Xing really suffered a loss. He retreated ten feet away before he stabilized his body. However, it was much stronger than the first collision, and the surface injury was comparable.

Xing Zhen grinned and felt overwhelmed with confidence: "You are no longer the number one in the seven realms."

Shi Mohong asked with a smile: "Just because of your martial arts, you want to come to the first place in the seventh realm?"

The answer to him was a pair of burning fists, and his unyielding momentum was extremely calm, but he also gave Shi Mohong a feeling of palpitations.

It is Xing Zhen’s real boxing style, the real self-style, the open mountain style and the Zhenhai style are used together, but the only thing left is the breaking sky style that is not used.

Xing Zhen can integrate the Heaven-Breaking Style, but the Shimo Hong is too strong. Dark power does not hurt others, but it hurts oneself. If you don’t have absolute certainty, you cannot use it easily.

After two collisions, Xing Zhen and Shi Mohong retreated without a single blow.

Both sides had their own killings and dodges, and they fought more than a thousand partners in less than ten breaths.

It can be seen that the two of them punched so quickly. The military martial arts in the second and third realms below only saw figures flashing, and they couldn't tell which one is stronger or who is weak.

After the seventh realm, he realized the laws and understood the spiritual energy more thoroughly. Shi Mohong had the capital to be proud of him, even if he could do his best to deal with it, he would still be calm and quiet.

Shimohong's arms, which were twice as thick as usual, were rotating and whirling.

He joked: "Today, Guangming City will be destroyed. Are you ready to be buried with Guangming City?"

Xing Zhen returned coldly: "Tianyin, if you want to fight, where does nonsense come from?"

"Bang" Shi Mohong's palm suddenly enlarged again, and golden fireflies lingered between his five fingers. The speed of sudden burst was even more terrifying. Even Xing Zhen's eyesight and soul were unaware of it.

Shi Mohong easily grabbed Xing Zhen's right fist, and the golden firefly crushed the flames and became weaker.

Shi Mohong is not only strong, but also has extremely rich experience. He saw the superposition of Xing Zhen’s internal strength and joked: “I easily caught the strongest attack of the 14th punch. Is that kind of skill?”

Xing Zhen remained silent and handed it out with his left fist resolutely.

Shi Mohong wanted to hold Xing Zhen's fist in humiliation again, but this time, the punch and palm collided, Shi Mohong sensed an unprecedented huge force.

The golden flowing light between the five fingers was quickly wiped out, and the fist that burned the flames slammed into the palm of the palm without spiritual protection.

The flames rushed forward with the flow, wrapping Shi Mohong's entire arm in an instant.

The capital of Shimo Hong’s arrogant self is physical cultivation, and the strength of the body is comparable to that of warriors and sword cultivation. Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, the whole arm is like gold and iron, allowing the flame to burn without being moved.

Shi Mohong sneered: "The internal force is superimposed by one layer, but it is still not enough."

Shi Mohong became increasingly unable to see through the man stepping on the sword in front of him, and also lost the patience to continue to attack the other party.

The smile was frozen and the hideous appearance was revealed, and the whole body began to swell, just like the arms.

Soon, Shimohong's body was as high as three feet high, and his body was covered with golden fireflies. The bronze skin changed to golden color, like a shining golden armored hero.

He laughed: "Let you see what the ultimate body refining is."

He said that he relied on his body to defeat Xing Zhen, but he sacrificed seven golden armored strong men out of thin air.

The Shendao Realm not only has its own strength, but also has reached the highest level of Golden Armor. In addition to the Shimo Hong himself, it is like the eight Golden Armored Powerful Men besieging Xing Zhen.

Xing Zhen’s left fist has a little overtake, but there is no substantial damage. It’s just that Shimohong continues to retreat.

The right fist was still held by a hand like a clamp, the flames were almost burned out, and the fist was twisted and deformed under the pressure of clenching.

In addition, the fists around him are as dense as raindrops, and they don’t spend money on the left and right, so they greet Xing Zhen without any chance of life.

When he knew that Shi Mo Hong and Shi Mo Kuang had both come out of the same sect, Xing Zhen guessed that his opponent was good at using talismans. He had been on guard since the beginning of the war.

The moment the Lishi appeared, it was also the moment when Xing Zhen Zui Jian unfolded in a strange manner. Even if a fist was held by the enemy, he could still change his body at any angle.

Repelling Shi Mohong's palm, Xing Zhen suddenly turned around and his arm was being held in a circle.

While Shi Mohong was caught off guard, Xing Zhen suddenly fell over his shoulder and turned his huge body forward.

The strange movement of Shimo Hong Wuxing Zhenzui Jian, if his metal-like arm also rotates in a circle, would be dislocated even if it keeps falling.

Shi Mohong had no choice but to let go of the palm that held Xing Zhen's fist. He saw that Xing Zhen's fist was about to be crushed, but unfortunately he suffered a loss in the end.

Shi Mohong roared: "Xing Zhen, you angered me."

Fighting, Xing Zhen didn't have a lot of nonsense to take out the ink traces, and stepped on Shi Mohong's face with a bang.

The two fought fiercely in mid-air, but they fell over their shoulders and did not collide with them. Fortunately, they stepped on Shi Mohong with one kick.

Xing Zhen, who had found his spare time, suddenly turned around and used one foot to force, jumped high and shouted: "Xing Zhuo, come on!"

He accurately stepped on the fist of one of the golden armored strong men, and stepped on the strong men's arm and strode forward. The punishment was slashed out, and the head of a golden armored strong men left the body.

A black firefly passed by, and the way forward was divided into two. The mother-child who was attached to the light-chasing talisman unexpectedly and pierced through the heads of two golden armored strong men.

Xing Zhen was not idle either, so he stepped on the body of a strongman as a springboard. He jumped up again and waved his sword to kill him.

Knowing that the silver armored strongman was not his opponent, he took it out and was just a shameful look and was teased by the other party. Xing Zhen deliberately hid the talisman and never came out, and he showed his strength until the first demon was careless.

With the cooperation of each person and one sword, the mother blade of the son killed four golden armored heroes in a moment.

He muttered to himself: "It's useless to hide a talisman, it seems that there is an unknown trump card."

Shi Mohong's face was also like Jing Tie. After being kicked by Xing Zhen, he left only one footprint. He fell less than a hundred feet, and then he stabilized his body and flew back.

It was really embarrassing to be stepped on by someone, and the genius of the Shimo Sect looked black.

It's so weird. At first, all kinds of tests have taken the upper hand. When they really take action, they suffer losses one after another.

The damn Xing Zhen pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, which was really unacceptable. The Shi Mo Hong who came back roared repeatedly, wishing to kill Xing Zhen immediately.

However, without waiting for Shi Mohong to take action, Xing Zhenchi, who gave up on killing the golden armored hero, turned around and killed him back.
To be continued...