The Almighty Asura

"Golden Hand!"

Chen Zhi shot and killed Mu Feng, his palm turned into a golden color, suffocating, and a golden suffocating screaming out and screaming.

Mu Feng's body swayed, his foot stepped on the wind, and he avoided the palm of Chen Zhi. The palm was shot from the top to the ground. The ground was slamming, and the hard iron and stone surface was also printed by the palm print. Thin cracks.

The violent palms swept to Mu Feng, and the Mu Feng backed back. At the same time, the **** were slightly bent, and two golden fingers shot to Chen Zhi’s body.

Chen Zhi’s body has a golden scorpion bodyguard, but the finger is still passing through the suffocating air. Chen Zhi’s face is slightly changed, and his palms are swaying, which shatters his fingers.

However, at this time, Mu Feng had already shot close, and his toes leaped a few meters high, and his legs slammed into Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi sneered, his arms crossed, and the leg slammed into his arms, and the force of the earthquake also shook Mu Feng's backflip.

"Fist bursting!"

Chen Zhi roared, then a boxing and murdered to Mu Feng, this fist blasted, the air in front was actually compressed for a while, forming a huge air anti-shock force, carrying a fist to the front of Mu Feng.

Mu Feng's face changed slightly, his hand flashed, and a white sword appeared in his hand, mentioning the right.

Hey!

The explosive power of the air and the punching force shook in the face of the knife. Mu Feng’s body retreated backwards and again, and the blood in his body tumbling, and a blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Kid, let me lie down."

Chen Zhi roared, his body rushed, his fists waved like rain, and a burst of air slammed out and carried his fists.

Mu Feng lifted the knife, and his body was accumulating. The mouth even sounded a tiger scream, and the knife smashed out. A golden tiger-shaped knife slammed into Chen Zhi.

"虎煞霸刀诀!"

"Roar……!"

The golden tiger-shaped knife slashed his fists and slammed into Chen Zhi. Chen Zhi’s golden hand lingered, and the anger shot to Mu Feng’s knife, shattering the tiger’s sword.

Then the light flashed in his hand, and a simple knife appeared in his hand. The knife was turned to Mu Feng, and a golden knife was broken.

This knife is fierce, and the momentum is amazing. If it is inevitable, it will be a serious injury.

Mu Feng stepped in front of his body and shot it. The knife slammed on the iron floor and made a knife mark.

Then the two men simultaneously attacked the other side with a knife, and the two knives collided.

The other people are already watching, and looking at the two faces of the confrontation, they are not looking at it, for fear of missing something.

"How is it possible, a **** boy of Zifujing can actually hit this point with Chen Zhi?"

"Yeah, quick reaction, strong fighting consciousness, this guy, really just a new life? Not the madman on the **** stage?"

The three old students who came with Chen Zhi also showed a shocking color.

They are also a cultivator of the seven-eighths of Zifu. According to the explosive strength of Mu Feng, they may not be opponents.

"Where is this freshman, it’s amazing!"

The other freshmen are even more shocked, and the fighting power that Mu Feng shows is not at this new level.

"His name is Mu Feng, it is our Nanlingguo Mu family, spiritual bones genius."

The Mu family disciple said proudly.

"This kid is not simple, it is so powerful."

Yan Xiu looked at the two battles, and the beauty was full of surprises. When did the new students be so powerful?

Hey!

Mu Feng's chest was stroked by a knife, tearing out a **** mouth, blood and DC.

At this time, Chen Zhi was stunned and shot in Mu Feng’s chest. He slammed Mu Feng and flew a few meters to the ground, and spit blood.

"Feng brother!"

Mu mad and other people changed their face, Mu family also corrected their hearts.

"Give me off!"

Chen Zhi roared and slammed into an arm of Mu Feng. He wanted to take down Mu Feng’s arm and avenge his brother.

Mu Feng quickly rolled up and Chen Zhi slashed, and when he slammed on the ground, he pulled out a knife mark.

In the hands of Mu Feng, two red stencils were shot at Chen Zhi, and Chen Zhi’s face changed slightly, and he was deflated and retreated.

boom! boom……!

Two groups of flames came from the explosion, and a wave of fire swept to Chen Zhi, and the hot air swept over ten meters.

Chen Zhi backed away from the flames, and all the forces in the body gathered in the palm of his hand, and a golden suffocating palm print was formed in the palm of his hand.

Hey!

Chen Zhi stepped on a palm and took a shot to Mu Feng. This palm was smashed into a one-meter-sized palm print, and the power was amazing.

"Kid, let's die!"

Chen Zhi showed a hint of embarrassment, and he burst out of force, showing his killing.

"Chen Zhi, stop, can't kill!"

Chen Zhi’s companions and others have changed dramatically, and this is Chen Zhi’s strongest.

The palm of the hand struck, blowing the juvenile snow fluttering, the robes hunting, and the amazing momentum forced to come.

In the young scorpion, a red flame was burning, and a red-red flame was swaying all over the body.

In the body of the purple house, the fire of the fire and the vitality of the fire flooded into the Yuan dynasty, and all the vitality also poured into the Yuan mai and burned.

"Jiu Yan fist burst, fist fire!"

Mu Feng roared, and a punch slammed out. A one-meter-red red-red flame boxing broke out from the Yuan dynasty and turned into a meteor. The bombardment turned to this palm.

Jiuyan fist bursts the second style, boxing fire!

This punch has drained the strength of the seven cyclones of Mu Feng.

Hey...!

In the eyes of everyone, the golden palm print and the red boxing fire were bombarded together. The flames and the palms swept more than ten meters. The people around them felt a hot air sweeping over them, and the face was burning and burning.

The flames smashed the golden palms, and the bombardment of the cockroaches was in the chest of Chen Zhi, and the scorpion body was also shattered.

"Hey...!"

Chen Zhisheng screamed, his mouth spurted out of his mouth, his body was slammed into the ground more than ten meters away, and his chest was black.

Mu Feng stood in the field with a knife, gasping in the mouth, and the body was running out.

"Defied, defeated! Chen Zhi, who was in a shackled situation, lost to the new birth of Zifujing!"

"This, how is this possible, the new life of Zifujing can actually defeat the old man who is in the realm of meditation, what kind of monster this guy is?"

The people around him suddenly looked at each other, and they looked at Mu Feng with incredible eyes.

Chen Zhi’s companions, and the new life of the wind that he was taught by Mu, are all unbelievable.

And Xiu Xiu is also shocked to look at Mu Feng, the beauty of the colorful.

"The momentum of the punch just now is at least a mystery, at least the metaphysical elemental skills."

Yan Xiu murmured.

"Haha, the front brother is good!"

The Mu family disciples cheered and looked at the boy with a burning gaze.

And Mu Feng, the knife slowly moved to Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhizhen looked at Mu Feng with a shocked chest. The punch had just banged his sternum and he was seriously injured in the body.