The momentum of the mountains descended on the entire Donglie gladiatorial arena!

The crowd felt suffocated in their chests, as if a huge stone was pressed on their chests, and no matter how hard they struggled, it was difficult to get rid of it.

What is shocking is that not only the powerhouses of the innate and grandmaster realms have this feeling, but also in the field realm, even the great masters of the anti-fate realm have a similar sense of oppression.

Crossing two great realms, but the same pressure!?

What's going on!?

The crowd was frightened and inexplicable, staring at the iron rock in the field, what kind of exercises were being performed in that mountain-like majestic body?

On the viewing platform, there were only a few peerless powerhouses who were not affected by the pressure of this momentum, but their faces changed and they were extremely shocked.

"This is the ...... of ancient beast martial arts," Kong Dashuai looked solemn.

The face of the head of the Pang family changed suddenly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Trouble, is it the inheritor of the ancient beast bloodline who has cultivated to the Grandmaster realm?......"

Bang!

The ground shook, exploded with rage, and the ground seemed to collapse, and there was a creaking moan, showing cracks one after another.

The crowd exclaimed, the ground of the Donglie Gladiatorial Arena was made of the hardest rock of the mountains around the main city, and it was branded with the highest grade casting pattern. The battle in the Grandmaster Realm, no matter how fierce it is, should not be able to lose a single bit.

The storm rolled up, and a body stepped on the ground, like a mountain, and attacked Pang Buyang.

On the other side, Pang Buyang's expression was cold and unprecedentedly dignified, although he was extremely arrogant, but he never underestimated the opponent in the semi-finals.

However, I didn't expect it, and I still underestimated it.

"It's worthy of a strong man who defeats the ink thorn with one punch!"

Pang Buyang's sleeves shook, and he slapped out two palms suddenly, and suddenly the wind and clouds changed color, and Haoran's palms pushed out horizontally.

【Push the mountain】!

Among the basic palm skills of the mortal level, there is a martial art called [Pushing Mountain Palm]. And Pang Buyang's palm strength is like a strengthened version of [Pushing Mountain Palm].

It's just that this strengthening is not tenfold, hundredfold, but thousandfold!

The boundless palm power poured out, and immediately enveloped the entire Donglie gladiatorial arena, as if there was a mountain in front of him, which could also be bulldozed.

In the lounge, Qin Mo and Jian Yueji's eyes flashed, and they were amazed, with this palm gesture alone, Pang Buyang was a monster-like existence in the Grandmaster Realm.

"Ten percent of the peak!?" Qin Mo said softly.

"Not only that, Pang Buyang's [Pushing the Mountain] is a prefecture-level martial art, but he has cultivated to the fullest. Jian Yueji said.

Thundered......

The iron rock rushed horizontally, and it actually collided with the [Pushing the Mountain] with its mountain-like body.

This scene caused countless people to exclaim, and they touched Pang Buyang's peerless palm technique with flesh and blood, isn't this looking for death?

The next moment, I saw that the majestic body crashed into the palm momentum, like a huge mountain crashing into a hurricane, but the speed did not decrease at all, but accelerated by three points.

It's overwhelming!

In an instant, Tie Yan had already rushed in front of him, jumped forward, and slammed down with a punch, hitting Pang Buyang's face door.

Bang...... , The power of this punch made the void vibrate, tearing apart the monstrous palm power of [Pushing the Mountain].

"Can't hide!?"

Pang Buyang's right arm sank, and he could only make a hard connection, his fists touched, his face changed suddenly, and his left palm lightning slapped out, pressing on his right palm.

Fold your palms and seal this punch!

Thundered...... , where the fists collided, countless strong winds suddenly **** out, surging in all directions.

Roar...... Tie Yan roared, like the fury of a fierce beast, and his fist was compacted like a grinding plate.

Pang Buyang suddenly felt that an overwhelming fist force rushed from his palms, shaking his entire body backwards.

Such a situation has never occurred since Pang Buyang's success.

Bang...... , The palms were overflowing, and Pang Buyang ran the [Pushing Mountain] to ten percent, wanting to push out the fist of the mountain.

But as a result, he was pressed back together with his palm.

Bang Knock...... , The ground shook, Tie Yan punched out, his waist was slightly sideways, and his left arm was followed by another punch.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ...... , seven punches in a row!

Seven punches with you!

Pure terrifying flesh, seven punches blasted!

In an instant, the fist wind swept through the Donglie gladiatorial arena, and the fist turned into a hurricane and circled wildly.

Pang Buyang's body was blown away, flying close to the ground, and during the flight, his palms still made a parrying posture. However, it was only limited to his palms, his body had countless wounds, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he had already suffered a lot of trauma.

Tie Yan's majestic body followed him like a shadow, and he actually rushed up, and the crowd here saw for the first time that this unparalleled young grandmaster was not much inferior to his fist strength in terms of his strength.

Rumble...... , the iron fist volleyed hard, smashing Pang Buyang's body halfway, slamming heavily on the ground, convulsing, and never moving again.

Bang......

The sound of Pang Buyang falling to the ground echoed in everyone's ears, as if it was a giant hammer, smashing countless people dizzy.

In the past ten years, the first genius of the young generation in Donglie Battle City, the Pang family, was defeated!?

This result has suffocated many people and is unwilling to accept this fact.

The undefeated legend that lasted for ten years fell like this......

The crowd present, looking at the center of the gladiatorial arena, the majestic body of Tie Yan, all of them were full of ups and downs, from now on, the new legend of the Eastern Lie Battle City is about to rise?

On the high platform, the head of the Pang family was expressionless, and ordered his subordinates to come to the scene and carry Pang Buyang away.

The powerhouses present were very silent, and no one raised any objections to the outcome of this battle.

"Unexpectedly, our Donglie Battle City also has an inheritor of the bloodline of the ancient beast, and the bloodline is still so pure, and the cultivation has reached the realm of the grandmaster, it has become a climate!" Yin Hongling's beautiful eyes flashed, muttering to herself.

On the other side, Jian Lao shook his head and said to himself: "This kid of the Pang family, it's a pity, it is a pity that he can temper the physical strength of a pair of fleshy palms to the bloodline of the ancient beast. It's a pity that the other parts of Pang Buyang's body are far inferior to Tie Yan in terms of strength, and he is doomed!"

The major peerless powerhouses present saw very clearly that the reason for Pang Buyang's defeat was very simple, that is, he couldn't resist the violent collision of Iron Rock, and was crushed by his opponent with a terrifying body.

The almost perverted physique, this is the terrifying thing about the bloodline of the ancient beast, and it is also the killer weapon that the ancient beast warrior can break the barrier of the realm.

In the center of the gladiatorial arena, looking at Pang Buyang who was carried away, Tie Yan saluted: "Pang Buyang, you are very strong! You are the first to be able to withstand the full strength of my physical body." However, the blood flowing in my body tells me that only Qin Mo is my real opponent in this Eagle Falcon Wing Test......"

As he spoke, Tie Yan's domineering gaze shot at Qin Mo in the lounge.

"Tie Yan, this guy, has always been obsessed with that tie battle!" Qin Mo shook his head with a wry smile, and there was a look of shock on his face.

Both Jian Yueji and Qin Mo were shocked by Tie Yan's true strength, and the two of them could never have guessed that the first game of the semi-finals would end so quickly.

"The inheritor of the bloodline of the ancient beast, cultivating to reach the realm of the Grandmaster, is really a nightmare of the same level!" Qin Mo said softly, he couldn't help but think of Xiong Biao and Qin Yunjiang, if these two teenagers continued to grow, they should become terrifying powerhouses like Tie Yan.

"Indeed, if it were possible, I wouldn't want to face Tie Yan's fist!" Jian Yue said.

Suddenly, she smiled, her bright eyes were bright, and she looked at Qin Mo, her beautiful eyes were dancing with light, and there was a faint sword coming out.

"As Tie Yan said, Xiaomo, this Eagle Falcon Wing Trial, the opponent I am looking forward to the most is also you......"

"In the next battle, I won't keep my hands!"

While speaking, there were bursts of sword groans in Jian Yueji's body, like a piece of music, coming out of the lounge and spreading throughout the entire Donglie Gladiatorial Arena.

This burst of knife roar quieted the noisy crowd present, and people woke up from the shock of Tie Yan's victory.

"The second battle is Jian Yueji, against Qin Mo. ”

"After the civil war between the two peerless geniuses in the East City, it will be the duel between the two sword geniuses in the West City!"

"Jian Yueji was born with a sword bone, and he is also a cultivator in the late stage of the Grandmaster Realm, Qin Mo is certainly a sword wizard, condensed into a sword seat, I'm afraid the odds of winning are not high. ”

"Let's not talk about the odds, has Qin Mo's injury healed? If he is injured, there is no chance at all. ”

The mood of the crowd is rising again, and the semi-finals of this event, no matter which one, represent the peak of the younger generation, which is really exciting.

In the lounge, Jian Yueji smiled lightly: "Let's go out together, we will represent Xicheng after all, and we can't lose to the last Dongcheng civil war." Otherwise, after I go back, my second grandfather will punish me for kneeling in front of the ancestral spirit card and apologizing for my sins. ”

Hearing Jian Yueji say this, Qin Mo couldn't help but think of Jian Wanchen, and then nodded with a smile, and the two of them moved, and suddenly the brilliance exploded, rushing towards the center of the gladiatorial arena.