"I didn't expect you to be so good at boxing, so you were punched by me!" There was no wind, his eyes were shining, and he waved his fist. At this time, he seemed to be transformed into a golden scorching sun. The force that had just reached Yang burst through the void, ripped through the ice, and completely destroyed 30 million miles of ice in the leafy sky.

Fang Lang stepped back quickly. Every step he took in this place seemed like thunder roaring, and the void trembled, as if it was about to collapse and explode.

After retreating a full tens of feet, Fang Lang walked steadily, looking at the tranquility opposite with a solemn face.

"As for the general who just arrived at Yangguan, he restrained my cold fist just now. It seems that your fist is still stronger." Fang Lang couldn't help sighing.

Freezing for 30,000 miles is a magic trick, much more serious than cool boxing. However, cool boxing means he has just reached Yang, just restrained his cold boxing meaning, which prevents him from exerting 30% of his power and thus loses his cool.

This is a martial arts society, not a war crime, so Tian Ye is not discouraged.

"Boxing is not your specialty after all, take out your Blood Demon Sword and fight to the top with me. You are called the King of Great Flame Swords. If you defeat me today, you can be called the King of Swords of the North Sea. "There is no wind, no sadness, no joy, no pride, because of Fang Lang's praise. His eyes were fixed on Fang Lang, still solemn.

"As you wish—" Fang Lang yelled loudly, his hair fluttering all over his head, he suddenly jumped up, and raised a bloody magic knife, his temperament suddenly changed, like a demon god awakened, his sharp eyes frightened Man, murderous aura permeated the whole body, blood rolling.

Wufeng was suddenly very dignified, his right hand was clenched tightly, like a sun, exuding the ultimate power to Yang Xue. The gigantic light seemed to melt the sky and earth, leaving half of the sky covered in gold.

The collision of protesters filled the sky with infinite light, the sky was burning, and terrifying energy was raging everywhere. The huge pressure spread everywhere, shaking the whole body.

The earth is trembling.

"It's terrible, this is the power of Infinite Martial King!" Upstairs at the gate of Taiji City, Yan Tian was shocked and whispered scientifically. Everyone nearby was stunned. I'm afraid they can't even bear the aftermath in front of such a terrifying force.

This is the pinnacle battle of the young generation!

Not far away, Song Haoran led his army into Tai Chi City and said with a smile.

At first, he took people to assist Fang Lang in attacking Yinyang City, but he didn't expect that there would be no wind to lead people to attack Taiji City. After hesitating for a long time, he finally arrived.

"I'm counting in terms of winning the last, but the goal for both of them is supremacy. If they want to be supreme, sooner or later they're going to have to face the best players in the world, so fair World War I It is the most suitable." Yan Haotian smiled wryly upon hearing this.

I guess the winner of them will end up fighting the king fairly and deciding the ultimate winner. Li Lanshan said.

The crowd nodded and immediately continued watching the high-altitude summit.

Above the sky, there is no wind, the black hair dances wildly, and a gust of wind blows into the sky. Xiang Gang Xiangyang is full of domineering, wrapping around his body like a dragon. A terrifying aura diffused from the surface of his body, setting off him like an invincible god of war.

As for the two extreme martial wills of yin and yang, there is still no conclusion, and the research is also very in-depth. Although the boxing technique from this door to Yang is only at the ground level, the power he exerts is close to the sky level.

Since ancient times, boxing should be vigorous, because there is no wind, so it is also called the champion of the North Sea. His fists wowed strong martial artists.

Now, Fang Lang finally felt the strength of the Beihai champion. His ferocious and domineering strength shocked Yang just as it reached him. He held the Blood Demon Knife in one hand and the Tie Hyun War Knife in the other, casting the three styles of the funeral.

Whoosh whoosh.

The huge Taiji diagram was conceived and turned into Yin and Yang Qi, wandering in vain, blocking Wufeng's domineering blows.

Those who collided erupted in bright lights and the entire sky burned.

Taijitu immediately trembled violently, as if it was about to collapse, but in the end it lost most of its calm strength. The remaining residual power was shattered by Fang Lang's blade, making it vulnerable.

Later, Fang Lang took advantage of the situation and walked up, exuding a strong murderous aura. The blood wave was monstrous, rolling non-stop. A huge bloody sword light streaked across the sky, broke through the void, and killed towards Wufeng.

The third type of Burial Day is really intense and deserves the reputation of invincible defense! There was no wind speed to retreat, and his expression was very dignified. He just stood there, his whole body was covered with bloody sword lights, and the terrible energy fluctuations made him tremble in surprise.

With this defense, at the same level, those who can defeat us have not yet been born. A loud bang in the sky shook the earth. His hair was matted and his muscles were pumping. He raised the blood demon knife, and his murderous aura swept across the sky, like a demon god, erupting from the dark abyss, and the magic swept across the whole world mightily.

Wufeng's eyes flickered, he knew that Fang Lang was not crazy, and if he wanted to defeat Fang Lang, he had to face three types of invincible defense buried in the sky.

But since this is an invincible defense, how can it be cracked?

The Great Elder Zantian has traversed the eighteen kingdoms of the North Sea for hundreds of years, and no one can defeat him except for the strong ones at the level of King Wu. This is a true record.

There was no wind, and he frowned deeply. Then his eyes narrowed suddenly, and he said, "It seems that I can only try the combination of yin and yang. Originally, this is my unique skill against the king. It seems that I will use it in advance." Think about it, left palm up Not a breath of wind, an extreme force toward Yin

, appeared on one side of his body, showing a dark zone.

On the other side, the calm right hand clenched his fist, and punched Yang Xiong's domineering punch just now, filling the void, and using huge power, it brightened the sky and the earth.

These two completely different forces suddenly began to merge at this time. They're really merging instead of snuggling up to each other.

Facing it, Fang Lang held the Blood Demon Knife, and suddenly felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart. Looking at the calm opposite, he suddenly felt a little dangerous.

"With my current strength, I still have this feeling. What is the Windless Card?" Fang Lang trembled secretly. He thought he was the invincible Wu Jun who could easily defeat the King of Windless, but now it seems that I'm afraid not that simple.

Compared with Wu Zhao and Gongsun Xuan, the calm king got a great opportunity in the Xiaojiutian Palace, and their strength became more and more unfathomable. ..

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