After flying for a while, Lin Xing stopped slowly.

Similarly, Wang Hu, a man in black, flew away more than ten meters away before slowly gaining a foothold.

"The first peak of the Spirit Gathering Realm, you are so physically." Wang Hu said lightly, and at the same time, a shocking wave was stirred up in his heart.

"The Eighth Level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, you are so powerful." Lin Xing replied coldly, secretly not good.

Brush! Brush!

The two collided again and began a close-knit fight.

Lin Xing directly used his flame fissure technique and exerted his greatest strength to deal with Wang Hu.

Seeing this, Wang Hu also used a terrifying set of boxing techniques, and for a moment he fought with Lin Xing.

At the same time, Wang Jingtian held a black pot and kept blocking the flying arrows in the sky, complaining for a while.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

After hundreds of moves in a row, Lin Xing and Wang Hu flew back to one side again.

Puff!

Wang Hu stared at Lin Xing with his eyes tightly, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Lin Xing also stared at Wang Hu intently, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, are you okay?" Wang Jingtian blocked a group of bows and arrows again and rushed to Lin Xing and asked.

"It's okay, it's more than enough to deal with him." Lin Xing wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

"Are you injured?" Wang Jingtian exclaimed.

"This man's boxing style is very strong, and his body is very terrifying, completely different from the garbage we encountered before." Lin Xing said solemnly.

At the same time, Wang Hu was also very shocked. He could not have suppressed a young boy at the first level of the Spirit Gathering Realm in melee combat with his own body.

After being tempered by the flames of the Fiery Technique, baptism of the Dragon Spirit Pool, and tempered by the Blood Heaven Emperor's Blood Wind Demon Thunder Body Tempering Array, and then baptized in the Ice Spirit Pool and the Qingling Pool, Lin Xing's body has reached an extremely terrifying level.

It can be said that he can fight beyond the level, and this powerful body occupies a huge factor.

When he was in the Jiang family, Li Zhengfeng, who was at the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, could not resist his fist at all. But now, Wang Hu, who was only a small level, could fight hundreds of moves with him without losing his advantage, and eventually caused himself to be injured, which made Lin Xing very depressed.

"Hahaha, since my debut, I, Wang Hu, have been sweeping all kinds of masters with my physical body. Among them, I fought over the top level. I didn't expect that I would lose to an opponent who was more cultivating than me in my physical body today." Wang Hu sneered.

"Your Excellency, the battle has just begun, how can you talk about winning or losing?" Lin Xing asked.

"You only have the first level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, but you can match the eighth level of my battle. From this point of view, I have already lost." Wang Hu said slightly.

Seeing this, Lin Xing was not good at saying anything, so he had to wait quietly for Wang Hu to say what he said.

"You are fighting against the seventh grade against the war and competing with me in physical condition, but I can't gain the upper hand. I am really ashamed. Can you leave your name and let me know who I am defeated?" Wang Hu said solemnly.

"Lin Xing!" Lin Xing also answered solemnly.

"Lin Xing, okay, can I fight to the end and let me lose my life?" Wang Hu was so arrogant that he was so angry that he emitted a fiery light in his eyes, and he was very eager to fight Lin Xing.

"Okay, then I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman today and fight with you to the end." Lin Xing let go of the hand that pinched the nameless silver sword behind him, and said Zheng Sheng.

As he said that, his fists clenched, and a terrifying wave of spiritual power emanated.

"Okay!" Wang Hu shouted, then he clenched his fists, exuding a terrifying spirit.

The two of them kept rising in fighting spirit, and their fists were pinching tighter and tighter, as if they wanted to use all their strength on their fists.

When Wang Jingtian defeated another wave of bows and arrows, the two set off at the same time and flew away from the place.

In the air, the bright moon was in the sky, and the two fists collided, causing a terrifying impact.

boom!

The huge impact force pulled the two of them apart and fell on the roof.

Bang bang bang!!!

Lin Xing stepped on the flaming steps and approached Wang Hu again.

The flaming fist was exerted, and the red fist wind blew, and Wang Hu's fierce fist also surged up, with waves of tiger roars coming out.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

For a moment, the sound of fists and feet colliding sounded on the roof, and accompanied by the terrifying waves of spiritual power, two different fist winds intertwined and howled.

Next to the inn, Scarface's scalp tingled when he heard it, and he said to himself: "Be good, why is this kid so powerful? He can fight Wang Hu to this level."

"Good! Good! Come again!" Wang Hu shouted and waved his fist again to greet him.

"Well, good boxing skills!" Lin Xing also felt excited and took the initiative to meet him.

Bang! Bang! Spray!

The inspiration burst out, and the moonlight fell on the two of them. Lin Xing's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and he was panting, confronting Wang Hu.

Each punch uses its greatest strength to fight against Wang Hu, who is at the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm. Over time, Lin Xing's physical strength is rapidly consumed.

On the other side, Wang Hu directly tore his black clothes to pieces, revealing a terrifying muscle, and was also breathing heavily, fighting with Lin Xing endlessly.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

On the roof, tiles splashed, dust flew, sweat dripped, and two types of auras were bursting with red and copper yellow.

After dodging more than a dozen waves of attacks, Wang Jingtian rushed down the roof and called Da Zi to launch a fierce counterattack against the five hundred archers.

boom!

The black pot turned into a black shadow, knocking more than a dozen soldiers out in a row, smashing them heavily to the ground, leaving no rest.

"Aoaoaoaoaoaoao!" Da Zi roared wildly, and dozens of archers flew away.

These soldiers without cultivation do not pose any threat to Wang Jingtian and Dazi. After repelling a wave, they ignored them.

Similarly, the soldiers knew that they were not opponents, and they would only attack by moths and fire. In the end, they all set off weapons and quietly waited for the result of their own boss's battle.

Bang!

Lin Xing and Wang Hu flirted fiercely again, and the two of them set apart dozens of meters apart.

"Little brother, let's decide the outcome with one move!" Wang Hu shouted at Lin Xing. The fight with Lin Xing also made Wang Hu gradually recognize Lin Xing, and the title was involuntarily changed from You to Little Brother.

"Okay! One move determines the outcome." Lin Xing agreed.

"Be careful, my move is called the Earth Hu Breaking the Air Fist!" Wang Hu shouted violently, took a deep breath, and said Zheng Sheng.

He punched several punches out of thin air, and finally a full brass-yellow spiritual power surged from his left fist.

The bronze-yellow spiritual power gradually stared at it, and finally formed a tiger's head, wrapped around Wang Hu's left fist, making waves of tiger roars, which were very terrifying.

With the appearance of the tiger's head in the left fist, a round groove formed under Wang Hu's feet. Fortunately, the roof is relatively strong, otherwise...

Waving the Earth Tiger's fist through the air, Wang Hu shouted loudly and ran towards Lin Xing, with an extremely terrifying momentum.

"What a ground tiger breaks through the air!" Lin Xing's blue pupils.
Chapter completed!