boom!

It is like the scorching sun falling, as if thousands of acres of smoke and dust are emptying, and the scorching air waves are rushing against the four directions.

The night was broken in this moment, and the strong wind was swept by dust a hundred feet away. The crowd was forced to retreat repeatedly, with horror.

The momentum that Yang Yu showed in this moment was beyond everyone's imagination. Even Yu Fangzhou and Nanshanba were shocked.

The power of this punch has exceeded the limit they can handle, and it even exceeds the previous style of Fang Zhenghao's Overlord Spike!

‘Can he win?!’

Such an idea arose in the hearts of all people and bystanders.

"Super Power!"

Even though he was watching from afar, Fang Zhenghao, who was the first to be affected, looked even more moved.

This is by no means the qi, blood and means that a quasi-grand master in the furnace realm can possess!

In the raging wind, he danced wildly and his armor sounded. The person in front of him had a good grasp of the time.

Although he used a counterattack to pierce Lin Qitian's meteorite arrow, he also suffered a huge shock and could not draw the gun to protect him.

In a moment, I smelled the long-lost danger.

But he was a great master of martial arts, a military general who climbed out of the sea of ​​blood. Seeing his blood and energy as tide, his fists were like a mountain, and he did not retreat at all.

On the contrary, he did not retreat or block. At the moment when the domineering fist hit, his left arm shifted, avoiding the fist, and blatantly hit Yang Yu's chest!

If you hit me, I will hurt you, I will kill you!

Do you retreat or not!

Without any words, including Yang Yu, all the people watching the battle felt his fierce will.

Domineering and fierceness remained!

retreat?

Under the strong will of the gods yelling, Yang Yu felt his heart was like duckweed, as if he could be submerged at any time.

Want me to withdraw?!

At this moment, Yang Yu seemed to see the domineering martial saint with red clouds under his crotch and phoenix wings in his palm, and he touched the true meaning of domineering fist.

His five fingers, which were already clenched, exerting even more force, almost crushing the furnace, and his surging fist power dropped.

Use strong to hit the strong, use fierce to beat the fierce!

Bang!

Fang Zhenghao's fist seal falls, and then comes first. When the fist falls, the true energy will be broken.

"die!"

The ferociousness appeared in his eyes, but in a moment, his expression changed.

Using his arm to use his gun, this punch is naturally not as good as his sting of the Overlord Spear. However, he asked himself that he could penetrate any master's protective true energy.

And just as he expected, the true weapon of the person in front of him was defeated by him.

However, again!

After this heavy true energy, his fist was stagnant. The broken true energy was like a living thing, shattering but not dispersing, and it actually bound his fist tightly!

Although he had pierced the true energy in just one moment, even in this moment of stagnation, Yang Yu's domineering fist that was like a sun-beating, also penetrated his true energy!

boom!

The two explosions were stacked into a thunderous sound.

call!

The terrifying true energy and blood energy scattered everywhere, and a figure flew backwards. Its momentum was so fierce that it was faster than the explosion, and it exploded the invisible airflow!

"puff!"

The blood surging rushes, and Yang Yu fell to the ground like a cannonball. The terrifying force was removed, and the entire street was sunk, and a large area of ​​gravel was shaken into powder.

"After all, it's lost?!"

Seeing this scene, disappointment flashed in some people's eyes, and more people felt relieved.

The body of the furnace, the Grand Master of Reverse Battle, is also a legend and a myth in the past three thousand years.

It is normal to lose.

"The power of the Grand Master..."

Xie Qi's heart trembled and remembered the hexagram of the boss.

Is this going to come true?

"wrong……"

The crowd looked shocked, only Nanshanba, Yu Fangzhou saw something wrong.

The entrance is clear and the spirit is united, and the master's control over strength is almost insignificant. This punch will make Yang Yu into a flesh paste. It is justified if it penetrates it.

However, Yang Yu flew backwards. When he fell to the ground, his strength spread to the entire long street, which meant that he had actually removed the strength of the Grandmaster!

On the contrary, Fang Zhenghao who stayed there...

"puff!"

A mouthful of sticky black blood was spit out. In the ruins, Yang Yu raised his chest, his clothes were broken, and his face turned pale like a dead person.

A terrifying fist mark looks shocking from his heart to his back.

"I am worthy of being a great master..."

As soon as Yang Yu opened his mouth, black blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and the pores all over his body were bleeding, looking extremely creepy.

Huh ~

The air flow blew and the dust fell to the ground.

On the messy ground, Fang Zhenghao stood with a gun, and an abnormal black and red flashed across his cold and hard face, and finally, he coughed up bleeding.

"What a bully fist, what a true energy!"

With a word, his breath fell.

He saw that his silver armor was broken, and his body was red like a cooked prawn. The terrifying punch marks fell like spider webs cracked and spread to his whole body!

At first glance, it looks like a piece of porcelain that was broken and forced to be pieced together!

"General!"

Seeing this scene, behind the city gate, all the elite Baizhou soldiers who had never been moved like iron and stone were lost.

Several of them even exclaimed and turned over and dismounted.

"He, he..."

Until this time, the people watching the game woke up as if they were dreaming. Looking at each other, they all saw each other's horror and horror.

Both sides suffer?!

With the realm of the furnace, both sides suffered losses and the great master who has been famous for many years!

"Sorry, amazing!"

Yu Fangzhou, Nanshanba quickly stepped forward and protected Yang Yu behind him. Jia Xuyang, who was watching from afar, was amazed.

He was born in Dongchang and he had seen so many young geniuses?

But I still have to admit that the young man in front of me already has the gift of a martial saint, and his character and courage are no match for his peers.

No, even the older generation, even those who were young, never had such shocking achievements?

‘I heard that the Imperial Heavenly Prison wants to join forces with Hanging Mountain to open the list of martial artists in the world and reopen the list of beautiful mountains and rivers. How many people can be ranked in front of you?’

Jia Xuyang's eyes became fierce.

Such a great talent, where can I stay besides my Dongchang?!

"puff!"

Yang Yu coughed up blood again, and the severe pain burned like a fire, which made him stagger.

His injuries were even greater than those in the Battle of Drought, but only half of them came from Fang Zhenghao's boxing.

Most of it was the sequelae of his burning fate, the damage caused by the violent rush of blood that broke through the blood vessels, from the internal organs to the fascia.

Unbreakable, undefeated, Vajra!

Combining the top magical skills of the three gates into one, Yang Yu did not only have one level of true energy to protect the body, but was softened in the horizontal practice, forming a three level of true energy to protect the body.

One of them is released, the other is restrained, and the other is woven into a net by him, fitting the indestructible body, interspersed outside his fascia.

Fang Zhenghao's punch penetrated his three-level body-protecting true energy, and even damaged his internal organs, muscles and bones.

But he also took the help of retreating and landing to relieve his strength.
To be continued...