Immortal Emperor

The fist is cold, and the dragon is a punch.

Su Zhen's momentum is in full swing

!"Golden Poetry Sword Technique!" Han Yunfeng took a few steps back, and the sword qi on his cuffs sprayed, forming a gorgeous poem, enveloping him.

"Fulong Divine Fist!"

Su Zhen broke with one punch, and the golden poem, one seal word after another shattered.

"Heavenly Silkworm Sword Qi!" Han Yunfeng's

ten fingers flew out, releasing a large stream of white sword qi.

"Get out

!" Su Zhen shouted in a low voice, not dodging or dodging, and directly met him with his body: "I can't break my defense at all by taking advantage of qigong, I want to cut your head, and I will be a blockbuster! Some hole cards don't need to be hidden, just let you see the strength of my physique!"

After the sword qi poked into the flesh, it was like a thin fine porcelain, and when it touched the hard copper and iron, it let out a heartbreaking cry, and then all of it snapped.

"Die!"

Su Zhen strode forward, crossed several zhang, appeared in front of Han Yunfeng, and blasted away with a punch. After he broke through the Seventh Layer, his strength was as high as 100,000 catties, which was at the same level as his physical cultivation.

Every punch is a Zhongyan Qigong.

Bang!

Han Yunfeng took a few steps back, his qi and blood churning.

"Die, die, die, die!die!" Su

Zhen was unforgiving, attacking like a storm with his iron fist, and the booming Han Yunfeng retreated one after another, his qi and blood aura were seriously disordered, and the light on his body continued to weaken. Han Yunfeng hurriedly released a sword qi and poked at Su Zhen's eyes, and at the same time, his heel slammed on the ground, and his body slipped backwards.

"Want to go?"

"It's not that easy!" Su Zhen cast his crane body, turned into white light, and caught up in an instant.

Hit the Fulong God Fist again.

Han Yunfeng is different from other geniuses, he is also a rare person for decades, skipping battles is commonplace, and it is impossible for Su Zhen to hide all his hole cards when he fights. The physique of the physical cultivation level, the perfection level of the superior qigong "Fulong Divine Fist", and the Dacheng level "Crane Wings" must be exposed, otherwise it will be difficult to win.

However, there are two things that Su Zhen will not be exposed.

One is the super ace immortal bloodline, the other is the silver frost spirit pupil, plus a "Toad Breath" that is incapable of exposing it.

These three are Su Zhen's current gold, silver and bronze three hole cards.

Unless the right time comes, it should not be exposed.

"Crane Wings" and the spirit weapon fist gloves will be exposed sooner or later, since this is the case, it is better to take the initiative to show it, if someone asks, they will say that they got it from the ruins cave mansion, and even the map of the Huoyunling Bichan Water Mansion has been drawn for him! "For such a big thing as superior qigong and spiritual weapon fist gloves, someone in the sect will definitely ask, Su Zhen has already thought of the words.

Seven points are true, three points are false, and the gods are difficult to distinguish.

Su Zhen didn't think much about it, and fought with Han Yunfeng heartily.

In the seventh floor of the Wu Tower, the fist wind was whistling, the sword qi was agitated, and there were continuous explosions, and the overflowing air flow plowed the walls and ground with thousands of holes.

Su Zhen punched one group after another, and it was stormy.

He was unforgiving, his fists were sharp, his true qi was agitating, the rocks hit by Dao Qigong were shattered and splashed, and the air flow was fierce, forcing Han Yunfeng to retreat continuously.

"Bagua Sword Net!" Han

Yunfeng's ten fingers flew up, and the golden poetry sword qi and the silkworm sword qi in the cuffs continued to erupt, one gold and one white crossed each other, forming a gossip-type spider web, like a tarantula hunting, holding a large net cover towards Su Zhen.

Facing the sword net, Su Zhen frowned slightly.

At this time, if he can easily see through the flaws with the Frost Spirit Pupil and break it with one punch, but then the Frost Spirit Pupil will be recorded in the Martial Tower, and this hole card will be exposed. Although Su Zhen also used it during the battle of Luan Lingfeng, there was a cover at that time, and no one guessed that it was the Frost Spirit Pupil.

Su Zhen subconsciously didn't want to expose it.

"Fist dominates the world, I am invincible, plough the court and sweep the holes, all beings kneel and worship! Break it for me!" Su Zhen frowned and decided to break the force with force.

Fulong Shenquan added 100,000 catties of strange power, and smashed into the center of the Bagua Sword Network with one punch.

This is a combination of qi cultivation and physical cultivation.

There are dozens of sword qi in the center of the Bagua Sword Network that rotate rapidly, like a sharp meat grinder, and if the arm is stretched in, it will be ground into meat puree, which is the place where ordinary people dare not attack. But Su Zhen, with his fearless momentum, smashed the yellow dragon with one punch and hit the center of the sword net.

Immediately followed by the Bagua Sword Net, it was like a broken mirror in the center, and the cracks that clicked radiated in all directions and shattered into powder.

With one punch, the gossip sword net is broken!

"Your strongest attack is like this?Hmph, then you can lose!" Su Zhen snorted coldly and bullied himself to kill.

Han Yunfeng retreated.

As a photo, he has no feelings, even if he is in the lower spirit, he has not been affected in the slightest, and at the same time as he retreated, ten fingers flicked out ten sword qi: "The sword swings the world, subdues demons and subdues demons, and the rippled sword qi is pervasive!" The sword

qi spread like a water wave, affecting Su Zhen.

"Mosquito bites!"

Su Zhen relied on his physical strength to avoid it, and shook the sword qi with his flesh, and the sword qi pierced the skin, like a jade colliding with steel, and the clattering ice and snow disintegrated.

Su Zhen broke through the sword wave and blasted with a punch: "Death

!" "True Gang Shield!"

Han Yunfeng condensed his qi shield to resist.

With a bang, the fist shattered the air shield and landed on Han Yunfeng's shoulder, sending it flying up with a heavy blow, falling backwards in a parabolic trend. Su Zhen seized the opportunity, kicked the ground violently, soared into the sky, and took advantage of Han Yunfeng's nowhere to borrow his strength in mid-air, and smashed him into the chest with a fist.

Bang bang ......

The raindrops of fists seemed to fall on Han Yunfeng's chest, smashing his bones and tendons, and his body gradually weakened.

At this time, Han Yunfeng had exhausted all his means, and he no longer had the ability to turn the tables. After all, it's just a photo, Han Yunfeng doesn't have spiritual weapons, spells, secret weapons, etc., and he can't even use the branch qigong cultivated from the "Hundred Poisons Heart Sutra", so naturally he has poor donkey skills and can only wait for death.

"Die!"

Su Zhen's body rose out of thin air, appeared above Han Yunfeng's face, and stepped on it fiercely.

Han Yunfeng's face was shattered, his eyes, nose and mouth were sunken, his entire face was trampled flat in mid-air, and after falling to the ground, there was a loud bang, knocking the ground into a big hole, Han Yunfeng's head was directly shattered, and the red and white things splashed on the ground.

The body gradually dissipated ......

The seventh-layer pass master

, Han Yunfeng is dead! Su Zhen has successfully broken through! Outside

the Wu Tower, the giant light curtain embedded in the wall, there are two names in the seventh line: the interlocutor 'Su Zhen' and the gatekeeper 'Han Yunfeng'. At this time, under the gaze of tens of thousands of inner disciples, the word 'Han Yunfeng' gradually disappeared, and the word 'Su Zhen' changed from the position of the interloper to the position of the gatekeeper.

The

audience was in an uproar

! A huge commotion resounded through the sky, and the entire martial arts square was boiling, and the crowd was crowded, cheering and cheering, and the voices of the people were boiling, like boiling water

! Success! Success! The seventh layer of the martial tower changed hands, and Su Zhen succeeded in challenging

it!

With the same realm, he slashed Han Yunfeng!

In the battle between the two geniuses, for the first time, Su Zhen's personal strength prevailed!

And throughout Su Zhen's growth history, as long as he surpassed, he would never think about surpassing him again, and soon he would not even have the qualifications to look at his back. Because he is a genius, a real genius, the kind of genius who has a strong head and a sharp edge, and will one day turn into a dragon

......

! Han Yunfeng was doomed!

All the onlookers were boiling, and the cheers resounded through the sky, shaking the entire inner gate of the Vientiane Sect.