At this moment, endless chaos surged, and all kinds of rays of light flew. The nameless fist was like the Emperor Star that suddenly rushed out, and the endless light around it was like the comet guarding the Emperor Star, with its tail light swaying and stunning.

Wuming's punch was even more terrifying than the God-killing style he had just played, and it was extremely fast. It didn't look like it had the same level of power at all.

He quickly came to the opponent's side, punching like a blazing sun, violently bombarding him. The light that instantly rose from his right fist was like hundreds of suns exploding suddenly, hitting Lin Ting's eyebrows and trying to penetrate his head.

, breaking its spirit.

There has never been such a moment when Wuming's energy and spirit were so concentrated. His energy, energy and spirit merged into one, and instantly turned into boundless flames. He wanted to use this to burn the opponent's body and soul, and kill him completely.

Di Ting had a calm expression, and his long black hair was casually draped from his shoulders to his hips, looking like a black waterfall.

However, under the fierce wind caused by the unknown fist, all his hair rushed behind him, and the black light flashed, as if from a waterfall, it instantly turned into a long black river.

Where to flow.

At the same time, his snow-white robes also made a noise, and they all rushed to the back, clinging tightly to his body, but there was no sign of damage. Obviously, his white robes were also a good treasure.

After all, Wuming's punch was so terrifying. The punch had not yet come, but the punch wind had already arrived, and it was extremely cold. It was simply more terrifying than a suddenly swung knife, not to mention ordinary clothes, even if it was a huge mountain here.

, I'm afraid it will all be blown to pieces.

Three feet!

The fist was still three feet away from Di Ting's forehead, but he was still so calm. His feet seemed to have taken root, not moving at all. His body was straight, looking like an evergreen pine, firmly rooted in

On the earth, no matter how fierce winds and rains hit you, I will still stand straight and cannot be shaken!

"call!"

When they were one foot away, Di Ting finally moved. He quickly opened his mouth with his right hand, and his snow-white sleeves rustled, creating a fierce wind.

Immediately afterwards, he took action, stretched his right arm, pinched his fingers to form a seal, and brushed it directly towards Wuming's fist.

"when!"

The next moment, Wuming Gang and Di Ting's Rou collided, and the harsh sound caused the two cosmic monks who were watching the battle in the distance to frown involuntarily.

The sound was too harsh, like two of the hardest immortal gold weapons colliding together. Not only did it make a harsh sound, but it also sparked a dazzling light.

Compared to the collision just now, Wuming and Di Ting's blow was too fierce and terrifying. The two of them faced each other head-on, not afraid that their hands would be damaged as a result.

Of course, this is also based on their strong confidence in their own physical strength, so they engage in head-to-head confrontations in an attempt to severely injure their opponents.

"Crack!"

Lightning dances across the sky, thunder falls in the sky!

Di Ting turned from passive to active, and actually took action one step ahead of Wuming. Lightning burst out, accompanied by torrential chaos, and accompanied by Taoze debris flying.

He turned his palm into a fist and slammed towards Wuming. It seemed calm and peaceful, but in fact it was so powerful that it shocked the world. The fist that advanced, surrounded by lightning, seemed calm, but it was rapidly moving.

It was trembling, and even the naked eye could not catch the speed of its trembling.

It looks like the ups and downs of heavy waves, constantly rushing forward and impacting, one after another, one wave higher than the next. When the momentum is gathered to the extreme, it will also usher in its most violent explosion, with its power

It can shock the earth, weep ghosts and gods, break the cycle of reincarnation, and destroy the earth.

If Di Ting didn't take action, he would do it with overwhelming divine power. His whole expression was serious, like a god-king who was not angry and self-proclaimed. His fists were constantly vibrating, and with the power of thunder and lightning, he wanted to tear Wuming alive and shock him to death.

Seeing Di Ting's attack, Wuming's inner warning increased greatly. It seemed to be just an invincible boxing technique to escape thunder and lightning, but Wuming clearly saw a mixture of many magical powers, as if he had used the holy art of fighting to fight.

It's the same as using a variety of magical powers.

Seeing this, Wuming's expression instantly became serious, but the calmness in his eyes did not change at all. His right hand turned into a fist, and endless light exploded from the palm, and he faced him decisively.

With a bang, the ground trembled suddenly, and Wuming's palm resisted Lin Ting's terrifying punch. Just as endless thunder and lightning erupted from the opponent's fist, streaks of light shot up from his palm.

It's just an inch of light. In fact, they are chains of order. Each one is very sharp and slender, like a steel needle, but it is billions of times more terrifying than a steel needle.

Because this steel needle-like chain of order is not a simple chain of order, but the order of witchcraft that contains a curse.

At this moment, facing Di Ting's terrifying punch, Wuming did not retreat, but used ancient and mysterious witchcraft.

For a moment, the place was filled with dazzling light, mysterious witchcraft, and powerful thunder. Wuming and Di Ting kept on attacking, and no one took even a step back.
Chapter completed!