The Mighty Little Shennong

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Just like Mars hitting the earth, like two wild lions attacking each other.

No dodges, no tricks, no fake tricks.

Just slam the fist out like crazy.

Fist to fist.

The tip of the needle is against the wheat awn.

He quickly hit a hundred punches, but he was still fighting tirelessly.

Everyone in the audience was stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.

Especially the cultivators of Tianwumen were shocked to the extreme, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Previously, they thought that Yang Xiong would not be able to withstand a few punches, and his fist bones would be broken.

However, now that he has hit a hundred punches, Yang Xiong has nothing to do.

It was like a slap in the face and a slap in the face.

"Yang Xiong is mighty."

"Big man, kill him, break him."

"Crush him and let him know how powerful you are."

"Yang Xiong, you are invincible."

"..."

The three Doubi and Liu Ruo, Umeda, Bingtian, and Hirojin were all shouting frantically.

The sound is earth-shattering and monstrous.

On the contrary, the monks of Tianwumen lost their voices collectively.

speechless.

"Get down on my knees..."

Yang Xiong fired a real fire, fierce to the extreme, both eyes burst out with icy rays of light, and his hair was standing upright, just like a steel needle, and his body also burst out with a strong murderous aura.

The true qi of his dantian was flowing frantically.

Muscles all over the body are wriggling.

The blood is boiling.

The fist is also expanding.

The medicinal power and dragon energy of some heaven and earth elixir hidden in the cells are also rapidly emitted and absorbed by his cells.

He was slowly getting stronger.

The power is still slowly increasing.

He received Zhang Bin's full efforts to nurture him. Not only did he take many miraculous medicinal herbs, but he also used top-quality spirit stones to cultivate, drinking dragon marrow as tea, and even Zhang Bin took him to the Dragon Palace to practice many times. , absorbed and refined a lot of dragon energy, because he followed Zhang Bin and obtained a huge amount of merit, and he was still a child, and his body and soul were very pure. So it will not pollute the dragon veins.

Even now, Zhang Bin allows him to be sent to the Dragon Palace to practice.

Such good conditions, coupled with his outstanding talent.

He also practiced many miraculous exercises. Sanqing Taoist Art, Soul Immortality Magic Art, Golden Heaven Art, Treasure Body Divine Art, and even he read the first volume of Heavenly Demon Art. Because of his good talent, he also learned the magic secret method suitable for his cultivation.

The potential is unlimited.

He gathered the strength of his whole body and gathered it into the strongest infuriating energy, which was gathered in his fist.

He punched out hard.

"Destroying God Fist, give me a blast..."

Tori also shouted frantically, and the muscles of his whole body were twisting, like small snakes.

A blue light burst out from his body.

His fist exploded again.

"boom……"

The sound was loud, and the air waves rolled.

"what……"

Tori let out a painful scream.

Back like lightning.

Because of the crack in his fist bone.

Obviously can not withstand this terrifying and vigorous bombardment.

In fact, after bombarding so many punches, even a low-grade magic weapon would be unbearable.

If Yang Xiong was not recovering quickly because he absorbed the medicinal power and dragon energy in his cells, he would not be able to bear it.

"Hahaha... just lie down for me."

Yang Xiong only took five steps back before he laughed excitedly and chased after him as fast as he could.

The fist slammed out like raindrops.

Cover the day.

"Boy, you are courting death."

Tori was furious and furious to the extreme.

He no longer fought against Yang Xiong, but used the secret technique of the Wu clan to fight with Yang Xiong.

"Oh my God, Tuori didn't dare to fight recklessly. Obviously, his strength and physical strength are weaker than that of the child. How is this possible?"

"Tianwumen has an iron body and terrifying power, and Tuori is the most outstanding disciple of Tianwumen, but he was suppressed by a child. This is incredible. What kind of genius is this? child?"

"How arrogant Tuori was just now, and how arrogant the disciples of Tianwu Sect were, why are they not arrogant and arrogant now?"

"..."

Many monks in the audience were shocked and shouted.

The cultivators of Tianwumen were blushing with shame, not knowing how to refute.

However, they immediately grinned and shouted.

"What our Tianwumen is best at is close combat. The real world is invincible. Tori can defeat that little brat right away and trample him under his feet."

"Tori, crush him, kill him..."

"..."

The Chinese monks also retorted angrily and shouted.

"Yang Xiong, teach him a lesson and let them know how powerful our Chinese monks are..."

"Yang Xiong, you are the strongest, the champion belongs to you."

"..."

"Crackling."

On the ring, the two fought together, like two demon gods fighting frantically.

Murderous, his voice thunderous.

Kill to madness.

Yang Xiong's fighting ability is obviously weaker than the opponent's.

Only the power of parrying, there is no fighting back.

However, Yang Xiong has been fighting beasts since he was a child, and he has an excellent fighting talent and intuition.

When entering Taiqingmen, he would fight with fellow disciples every day, and of course, he also fought against the zombies in the Golden City many times. The fighting ability is still very strong.

Therefore, he can still barely resist.

He roared again and again, trying hard to block the opponent's attack like mercury spilling to the ground.

At this time, he really realized how terrifying the close combat ability of the Tianwumen cultivator.

In fact, the Wu clan fights the sky and the earth, suppresses the ten thousand clans, and has the ability to fight in close quarters for billions of years.

The so-called long-term will be lost.

Yang Xiong didn't guard and hit the opponent.

Immediately he staggered back.

"kill……"

Tori grinned and shouted, imposing like a rainbow, frantically chasing and killing, punching and kicking, head hammer, knees, shoulders, elbows, and even the buttocks became a weapon of attack.

Fierce to the extreme.

Yang Xiong was defeated steadily.

There are signs of defeat.

All the Huaguo cultivators were extremely nervous and stood up.

The villagers of Yangjia Village in front of the TV, including Yang's mother and Yang Yiyi, were also shocked.

Only Zhang Bin was still not nervous, he sat there like Mount Tai.

A faint sneer appeared on his face.

Sure enough, Yang Xiong began to fight back.

He shouted, "Yin ghost strangles..."

An invisible dark energy suddenly came out, grabbing Tuori's neck and pulling it to the side.

This is of course one of the unique tricks Zhang Bin taught him, and it is also a flexible use of the ability of telephoto camera!

After all, Yang Xiong had already stimulated his potential by jumping off the building, and cultivated the ability to capture objects from the sky. Now he has practiced to a very strong point.

Today, Yang Xiong's strength is no less than that of Zhang Bin, who has achieved great success in the Liquefied Realm.