Confucian Sword Immortal: After studying for ten years, his majesty reaches the sky

Even in the entire Xuanfeng Dynasty, there are only a handful of martial artists who can withstand their punches head-on.

This guy is really a Confucian cultivator?

Qian Wuhao's eyes were even more murderous.

"In that case, it's all the more important that you stay here forever.

"Coincidentally, that's what I thought too.

Chen Ning smiled, and his fighting spirit reached its peak at this moment.

Clenched into fists, the seemingly slender arms bulging into strong muscles.

"Bang!"

The vigorous qi and blood in Chen Ning's body directly burst into two sleeves.

The next moment, Chen Ning had already appeared behind Qian Wuhao, and his fist was like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, containing the momentum of a collapsed mountain!

"Use Confucian supernatural powers to fight martial arts' close combat?

heh, the idea is very good, but after all, it's just a half-ass!" Qian

Wuhao snorted coldly.

After a long time on the battlefield, he has already practiced the ability to see the six ways and listen to the eight directions.

Any sneak attack was nothing but a nod to him.

"Boom!"

the two fists collided again.

A look of surprise flashed in Qian Wuhao's eyes.

It doesn't seem to be a delusion.

He could clearly feel that the strength of Chen Ning's punch had obviously improved compared to just now.

"Interesting, really interesting!

I didn't expect a little Confucian student in the capital to need me to be serious.

Qian Wuhao's arms suddenly burst out, and compared to just now, the invisible coercion on his body was actually increased several times.

He hadn't intended to be serious at all.

But Chen Ning was alone, and he actually made him feel the sense of crisis on the battlefield like an army of tens of millions.

For Qian Wuhao, the battlefield covered with countless bloody corpses is his true hometown.

And now, he found a long-lost sense of familiarity! A long-lost sense of excitement!

Qian Wuhao's speed suddenly skyrocketed.

"What the hell happened?"

Murong Yu and Qin Heng couldn't help but be surprised, they didn't know what made Qian Wuhao's strength increase so much in a short period of time.

"You're not the only one who didn't give it his all.

But at the same time, Chen Ning's speed and strength were also skyrocketing visibly.

After the mountain step and the mountain collapse fist have reached perfection, they can be stacked on top of ten layers.

With every punch and every step, its power continues to increase.

Chen Ning and Qian Wuhao's fists and feet intersected one after another, and the speed was so fast that only afterimages remained.

But the real horror of the two is the unattainable terrifying power.

At a glance, all the ground that the two of them stepped on was full of cracks and collapsed in an instant.

Qian Wuhao sneered:

"The untrained Confucian body has a limit, but I want to see how long you can last."

"The limit is here, but can you bear it?"

Chen Ning smiled.

At this moment, the two supernatural powers had finally arrived at the last time.

Tenth layer!

"Collapse Mountain Fist!"

fist grips the golden light of the body protector.

This punch was like a thunderbolt in the air, and it roared.

Wherever the fist wind reached, even the dust was torn apart by it!

When the fist collided with the afterimage, a terrifying force actually spread directly to Qian Wuhao's entire arm.

The sound of broken bones cracking.

Before Qian Wuhao could let out a mournful roar, the next mountain collapse punch also hit him in the chest.

"Bang!"

Qian Wuhao flew out directly like a lightning strike.

"Young master has good boxing skills!" On

the inn, Qing Yan jumped up excitedly.

Under the beautiful jade feet, Wangcai is full of enjoyment.

But at this moment.

"No!"

Outside the battlefield, Murong Yu suddenly became vigilant.

He could feel that after receiving this punch, Qian Wuhao was not only not hit hard, but his qi and blood seemed to be more vigorous than just now.

I'm afraid until now, he has never shown his real hole cards.

Qian Wuhao suddenly let out a cruel laugh:

"Little dolls, have you ever experienced the battlefield? Do you know what it means to fight for forty years?

Hovering on the edge of life and death every day, stepping on countless corpses under your feet.

This little injury is not enough to sweat a single hair for me!" The moment the

voice fell, I saw a huge phantom rising behind Qian Wuhao.

The

wolf symbolizes indomitable and unyielding, and seems to represent Qian Wuhao, who had been bloodthirsty and killed the enemy on the battlefield for 40 years.

"That'...... Martial Dao Holy Elephant!" Murong

Yu was suddenly surprised.

Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, demons, and demons all have the Dharma.

Although the martial artist does not have a law phase, the top powerhouse among them can summon the martial arts icon that represents himself.

In most cases, only the strong of the three-rank martial arts primordial infant can summon the holy image.

I didn't expect Qian Wuhao to be able to forcibly summon the Martial Dao Saint Statue with a strength that was enough to match Yuan Ying!

" "Roar!"

As the wolf-shaped Martial Dao Saint Elephant let out a roar, Qian Wuhao also let out a confident sneer:

"This farce should end here.

His muscular arms glowed with a thick scarlet blood.

A punch was blasted out, and the fishy wind wrapped in the punch directly tore through the air.

Even the chilling thunder snake roared and surged above his arm, as if it was venting the anger of the Nine Heavens.

The sky was overcast and the wind was howling.

"Oops, even Brother Chen's Confucianism is unfathomable, I'm afraid he won't be able to stop this punch!"

However, Chen Ning's choice exceeded everyone's expectations.

He didn't dodge, and he didn't intend to defend at all, but grabbed Qian Wuhao's arm directly.

Chen Ning successfully grabbed Qian Wuhao's left hand.

But at the same time, Qian Wuhao's punch also drove straight in.

Shattered the purple qi around his body!

Dispersed the golden light of the protective body!

"Bang!"

This punch hit Chen Ning's heart.

"Gongzi Chen!" Qin

Heng and Murong Yu exclaimed at the same time.

"Hehe, it seems that it's just like that......"

The corners of Qian Wuhao's mouth raised proudly.

But suddenly, his face suddenly froze.

Qian Wuhao suddenly realized that his grabbed arm was as if he was being held by iron tongs and couldn't move at all.

What's more, he should have broken this person's heart, but the aura on his body was so strong that it seemed to be burning.

No, it's not a delusion.

The qi and blood in his body are really burning!

" Thank you, this punch is quite comfortable.

Chen Ning smiled and raised his head.

Just as he expected.

This punch was not enough to kill him, but after being hit hard, it made the strength of the Divine Phoenix bloodline even further enhanced.

A golden flame burned from Chen Ning's body, just like the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix was reborn from the fire.

"Then it's up to me. Bathed

in golden heat, Chen Ning's fist exuded a rolling heat wave.

"Not good!" his

arm was firmly clasped, and it was too late for Qian Wuhao to think of escaping.

Under the scorching heat of the golden flames, even the space was trembling with sorrow.

In his field of vision, he saw that the fist was constantly expanding.

Moreover, there is no way to avoid it!