Meng Zanglong was a hundred feet away and stepped out in one step and hit Chen Xixiang with his fist.

Boom!

His fists kept changing directions and turning in the middle, and punching in different directions!

In the blink of an eye, there are boxing shadows everywhere!

Huh huh huh huh ~~

The airflow was shaken by the punch belt, impacting the layers of voids, spreading out ripples visible to the naked eye, and rapidly expanding to all directions.

tread!

A hundred feet away, like shrinking from the ground, appeared in front of Chen Xixiang in just a few breaths.

But at the same time, I saw Chen Xixiang's fist prints, which rose from his body like a big sun, without any change, but it enveloped everything!

Tai Chi diagram!

With one punch, the changes and directions of Meng Zanglong's boxing techniques were blocked.

Bang!

The fist shadows and qi powers that were beaten by Meng Zanglong were all wiped out by Chen Xixiang's simple straight arm-raising punch.

Bang bang!

Before the two people could touch their fists, the fist wind and energy that had been in the air for hundreds of times continued to sound, collided, and were destroyed!

Meng Zanglong felt Chen Xixiang's punch coming, bringing up a rolling airflow and sprinkling a feeling of destruction like an avalanche!

The world in front of him was shrouded by Chen Xixiang's punch.

fist!

fist!

fist!

Chen Xixiang has never been good at using any other weapons until now, so his most powerful weapon is his fist, which is his boxing technique. Once he takes action, Meng Zanglong is shocked by the powerful enemy!

Extremely terrifying and powerful!

"This person's cultivation is far better than mine!"

Meng Zanglong just had his thoughts jumped in an instant.

The two people's fists collided!

Boom!

The two most powerful people in Luoyang City were in front of each other for the first time.

After the fists touched, the boundless strong wind whistled out from their side like a tornado, and sand and stones flew like lightning in front of the Big Bear Palace.

The blue brick floors were shaken into powder by the force generated by the collision of their first punch, stirring up dust in the sky, and then quickly blew away from the strong wind that still spread from the two of them to the distance!

The earth shook and cracks appeared!

Meng Zanglong's blood all over his body was like a surge of energy and shouted:

"It's so satisfying!"

In one word.

After the first collision between the two people in the battle center, the fist shadow was almost unable to see clearly. In the blink of an eye, the fists that could not count were colliding one after another!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth before the Main Hall was shaking wildly. In just a few breaths, it was like a group of wild elephants storming in. It seemed that the ancient Thunder God was striking dozens of drums here, and the sound was like an explosion of thunder and spreading from all directions.

"fear!!!"

The abbot of Baima Temple, hiding in the dark, immediately felt that the Buddhist temple dozens of feet away were shaking, the tiles of the house fell, dust was everywhere, and the gravel on the ground was shaking.

"Are these two people immortals and demons?"

Obviously, no one of the two people in the fight can be described by the innate realm. Any warrior far exceeds the innate realm has become a realm of immortals and demons in martial arts.

How could the fight between ordinary masters be so terrifying!

Rumble~~~

Ouyang Ke, Tie Xiaoshi, Feng Yizhong and other innate masters who fought at the First Courtyard of White Horse Temple, also felt the terrifying shock from the inner courtyard of White Horse Temple at this time.

"It's the Mongolian Demon Sect just now. He has fought with Zhenren Chen..."

Wind oscillates in the center.

A shocking roar came from there, as if the two people fighting there were not humans, but gods!

It is a real realm of gods far beyond all the innate masters here!

Boom!

It seemed like a Buddhist temple was directly impacted by the two professors in the middle of the temple, and the sound of collapse!

Ouyang Ke looked shocked:

"Everyone is just innate realm, how could they make such a shocking movement!"

Although Ouyang Ke, who had just snorted coldly, had already known the terrifyingness of the Mongolian Demon Sect in his heart, he was not as terrifying as the distance, and the impact on his heart was even greater.

He was the successor of the Western Poisons in the last Huashan Sword Contest, and he also had rich experiences far beyond ordinary martial arts people. However, even his uncle Ouyang Feng, who is at the level of a great master, may not cause such a terrifying move.

Feng Yizhong has already had a clear understanding in his heart.

"Today, it was just a fight between four people led by Zhenren Chen. We innate masters don't even have the qualifications to join this sword discussion. Just like the Huashan Sword Competition back then, there were hundreds of people participating, but the only five people who left their names in the end."

The same is true for this Luoyang Sword Theory Conference.

Look at the current fluctuations in the fight between the two people.

Chen Zhenren, who proposed this conference, is probably better than Wang Chongyang at that time.

Among the masters from all walks of life that appear in Luoyang City, the only ones who can be his opponents are Zhu Yi of the Song Dynasty, including Meng Zanglong, and Jin Jiuwu of the Demon King!

It was at this moment.

"I didn't expect Brother Meng to fight with the real person so soon. It seems that Zhu Yi is one step late."

A clear chant came from the air, the sound was like a dragon's roar, shaking the void, bringing a rolling air torrent above everyone's heads.

"Who is it?!"

"Another powerful master has come?"

Tie Xiaoshi suddenly looked up.

"That person is..."

Then everyone saw a handsome young man with a slender figure and elegant temperament above the White Horse Temple. He was hundreds of feet above the various halls and rushed to the place where the main halls were fighting.

"Zhu Yi!"

"The youngest son of the old saint!"

"One of the three masters except Zhenren Chen, the successor of Confucian Saint!"

The person coming was Zhu Yi.

At this time, Tie Xiaoshi looked at Zhu Yi ignoring everyone here and crossed directly above their heads:

"If you want to go directly, you have to pass this level. Young Master Yi is careful to accept the call!"

Tie Xiaoshi laughed and jumped, looking like a yellow dragon rising from the earth.

With both hands, he slapped Zhu Yi who was heading straight to the Great Hall with one palm!

"Well, the ancient martial dragon subduing, the eighteen dragon subduing palms, are indeed fierce and domineering!"

Zhu Yi immediately felt the moment Tie Xiaoshi came out of his palm, not to mention the reminder. When he turned his head and saw a dragon-shaped energy gathering into a huge palm print. His five fingers were like undulating mountains, pressing towards him.

Huh huh huh huh!!

The airflow within dozens of feet roared at it, like a dragon roar spreading, highlighting the strongest and most yang power of the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", which is unparalleled!

But under this palm.

Buzz ~~

A buzzing sound of a sword appeared on Zhu Yi's body.

It turned out that under this palm, Zhu Yi held a simple sword in one hand and waved it gently at the palm with a faint smile!

Scream~~

Under a sword, the boundless sword energy instantly exploded out of the sword.

Tie Xiaoshi's move, the most yang and strong palm power of the world brought by the eighteen dragon-subduing palms, was actually destroyed and disappeared in this way, like the warm sun and melting snow.

"This sword is..."

Tie Xiaoshi watched the sword easily swung his eighteen dragon-subduing palms, and the sword energy tore apart the long air flow, the cold light shone, and continued to swallow it towards him.
To be continued...