Yang Cheng's punch is too domineering. It is basically a manifestation of his peak strength of the martial arts master. Moreover, Yang Cheng's strength at this moment has approached the divine realm indefinitely!

Even though Miyamoto's whirlwind slash was awesome, he could not stop Yang Cheng's attack at all!

Yang Cheng's fist cut through the air, and the entire space trembled, and the vortex formed by the whirlwind slash was rapidly collapsing.

Bang bang bang!

Yang Cheng's fist was swung again without any hesitation, and in a blink of an eye, he punched five or six punches!

The previous advantage that Miyamoto's seemingly possessed was actually becoming fragile under Yang Cheng's attack.

"How is this possible?"

Ichiro Ito below was completely shocked and looked at the scene in disbelief. He didn't believe it was true.

Miyamoto's disciples were even more surprised. They all knew the strength of their masters.

Tornado Slash, how could it be blown up by Yang Cheng?

"Hahaha, the whirlwind is not going to work!"

After seeing this scene, Lao Xing and others were all excited and cheered loudly.

Of course, the most shocking thing is Miyamoto’s sword himself!

He knew the power of his whirlwind slash.

Moreover, the later whirlwind slash is almost impossible to be interrupted!

Even Miyamoto had no way to interrupt himself even with a knife.

"Damn it, is his strength above me? Has he already touched the edge of the divine realm?"

As powerful as Miyamoto's sword, he was nervous at this moment!

But Miyamoto could not admit defeat like this!

Immediately Miyamoto roared with a knife, and the whirlwind slashed again.

Kick!

Miyamoto's whirlwind slash has been greatly improved!

"I don't believe that you can really completely interrupt my whirlwind slash!"

Miyamoto shouted loudly.

"Oh, then give it a try!"

Yang Cheng had extremely strong fighting spirit, and he did not hesitate, and he took action even more forcefully!

Ichiro Ito saw that Miyamoto's whirlwind slash increased, and immediately said, "It seems that Miyamoto must have held back before. Now Miyamoto has exerted all his strength, and the other party should be defeated!"

"Yes, Mr. Ito, my master's strength is not something that a young man in his twenties can challenge. Even if he is the Chinese God of War, he is not qualified!"

Another Miyamoto Yidao disciple said immediately.

However, after a moment, Miyamoto felt something was wrong with his sword, because Yang Cheng's strength was also increasing!

Bang bang bang!

Yang Cheng's fist hit the whirlwind slash. The more powerful Miyamoto's whirlwind slash can be, the more powerful Yang Cheng's fist is!

It seemed that every punch could defeat the whirlwind slash that Miyamoto had hit with one sword!

"What's wrong, why is his fist so big every time?"

Miyamoto couldn't help but feel shocked. He immediately looked at Yang Cheng's palm and shouted loudly, "Chinese God of War, what weapon did you use to have such an effect?"

In Miyamoto's opinion, Yang Cheng's bare hands and empty fists could not have such an effect!

"Haha, what weapon do you use? You didn't use it. Do you think I can use it?"

Yang Cheng couldn't help but sneer, spread his hands directly, and there was no weapon on his hands!

His fist is his weapon!

"Impossible, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

Miyamoto's sword was already irritated at this moment. He could not defeat Yang Cheng for a long time, which made the old guy who had been in the Sakura Kingdom for half a century burn in his heart.

"Haha, it was your attack before, now it's my turn!"

Yang Cheng couldn't help but grit his teeth hard, and his whole body moved again, and the speed and strength of his punches suddenly increased again.

Yang Cheng's fist made a terrifying sound. You must know that Yang Cheng's strength has approached the divine realm indefinitely.

Even though Miyamoto's whirlwind slash was very powerful, it was still not enough to see it in front of Yang Cheng.

"Damn it!"

Miyamoto's inner anger burned. If he lost to Yang Cheng, a young man in his twenties, what would his face be if he lost to Yang Cheng?

"I don't believe that you can continue to punch this kind of fist!"

Miyamoto gritted his teeth with all his strength and attacked Yang Cheng.

"roar!"

At this moment, Miyamoto roared at the sky with a knife, and the whole world was trembling.

Miyamoto's whirlwind slashed again!

"open!"

Yang Cheng's expression was cold and his eyes were cold. Miyamoto could not lose with a single sword, so how could he, Yang Cheng, lose?

Yang Cheng's eyes burst out with chills, and his fists were slamming out again and again!

Bang bang bang!

Two terrifying fists collided in the air, forming a powerful shock wave that spread upwards and around.

The aura around him was swirling, making a howling sound, like a tornado, and the surrounding trees had long been swept and broken.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain was so scared that they hurriedly hid in a safe place.

Even the martial arts masters couldn't help but be stunned!

"This, this is almost a god-fight!"

"you do not say!"

Whether it is a master from abroad or a master from China, they are all staring at these scenes in amazement!

If they were among them, they would not be able to withstand it and would be seriously injured in an instant.

"Damn it, how could this Chinese God of War be so powerful!"

Ito Ichiro was extremely nervous inside, and he no longer had the confidence he had before!

When he asked Miyamoto for a knife, he just wanted to kill Yang Cheng!

Although he guessed that Yang Cheng must have resisted stubbornly, he was eventually tortured and killed by Miyamoto!

But the facts hit him in the face!

Now Yang Cheng waved his fist quickly and actually began to gain the upper hand.

"Mr. Ito, this, this, master..."

Miyamoto's disciples were a little worried, looked ahead tremblingly, and whispered.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't forget, Miyamoto is now bare-handed. His best skills are his swordsmanship, and the Chinese God of War's lifeless fighting style will definitely consume too much true energy. I think he can't hold on for long."

Ito Ichiro gritted his teeth and said loudly.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ito's analysis is very correct. The whirlwind slash used by our master is much more labor-saving than the God of War in China. The God of War in China relies on his own brute force. I think our master will win soon."
Chapter completed!