Outside the city.

The two stood looking at each other.

This area is a stone forest. Each rock stands like a tree, the shortest one is two or three meters, and the highest one even reaches more than ten meters, spreading for seven or eight miles. The surrounding area is uninhabited, and it is no longer suitable as a place for fighting.

"It's the end of the point!"

Wu Guojian arched his hand.

His idea was very simple, cut through the mess quickly, let Yang Mucheng see the gap between the two sides, and let the other party completely dispel this idea.

"Please!"

Yang Mucheng grinned and also gave his hand.

He killed Lei Zhuoran's master, as well as two junior brothers, and it was only a matter of time before Lei Zhuoran came to the door. In the future, it is even possible to collide with the entire Shengqing Dynasty, so it is naturally an imperative thing to win over Wu Guojian.

Rise!

As soon as the words fell, Wu Guojian was already the first to make a move.

Don't look at him as just a forger, but his strength is not weak at all. In the jagged stone forest, he was like a leopard, and he swept swiftly past. The thin body contains powerful qi and blood, and the slender arms hide absolute great strength.

Almost with a burst of afterimage, Wu Guojian had already rushed in front of Yang Mucheng.

I saw him clasp his palms together and shoot it directly towards Yang Mucheng's shoulders!

"So fast!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Mucheng's eyes, and he hurriedly withdrew and retreated. saw that Wu Guojian did not hit Yang Mucheng's palms, but slapped them on the ground. This was a gentle pat, extremely gentle, but only heard a 'boom', and the eleven-meter-high stone pillar under Yang Mucheng's feet was completely shattered like a pile of sand in an instant!

"Emperor Yang, you still admit defeat. The old man has been a forger for more than two hundred and sixty years, and the hammer I use to forge weapons weighs 10,000 pounds. Although the meridians of my hands and feet have been broken, my strength is still beyond that of an ordinary Xuanyu Consummation Martial Artist!"

"The previous slap on you will at least be seriously injured!"

Wu Guojian looked at the stone pillar that fell to the ground with a bang, and couldn't help but persuade aloud.

"Old Wu, the victory or defeat is still undecided!"

Yang Mucheng grinned, revealing his white teeth.

Scold!

He stepped out, flashing in front of Wu Guojian's body almost as if teleporting, and smashed his fist into Wu Guojian's chest.

"This Emperor Yang is too young and vigorous to listen to me at all!"

Wu Guojian couldn't help but shake his head secretly when he saw that Yang Mucheng was still bombarding.

"That's right, he is so young, he has such cultivation, even the heavens are not in his eyes. That's it, I'll just take action, let him understand what's at stake. ”

Thinking of this, Wu Guojian stretched out his right hand claw.

He was ready to grab Yang Mucheng's attack with one claw and restrict the opponent's movements. Then he threw a punch and knocked Yang Mucheng to the ground, ending the fight.

But.

The next moment, his plan was completely out of the question.

Yang Mucheng's punch was more terrifying than he imagined. His body trembled suddenly, and the whole person was even more shocked. He gritted his teeth, let alone continue to attack, he could only burst out the internal strength of his whole body and inject it into his body to dissolve the opponent's strength.

"Come again!"

Yang Mucheng laughed.

I saw him at this moment, and his fists came out together. The air exploded with each punch, and the whistling sound continued, bringing with it a high-pitched, piercing roar. The force of each punch is terrifying, and the speed is amazingly fast.

Almost instantly, Wu Guojian was already suppressed, and he could only use his strength as much as he could, constantly resisting.

"How is that possible?"

"Why is he so strong?"

Wu Guojian roared in his heart.

Every punch of Yang Mucheng made him numb and trembling.

"No, this punch?"

Between consternation.

Wu Guojian even found that Yang Mucheng's boxing technique was actually a feeling of déjà vu!

It's just such a distraction.

Yang Mucheng's last punch was already coming.

"Crackling~"

At this moment, Yang Mucheng's whole body was tense, and more than two hundred bones in his body erupted into a crisp sound, and the internal strength of qi and blood was even more frantically surging, even Wu Guojian could also hear the sound of stormy waves when his qi and blood were turbulent!

"Not good!"

Wu Guojian was shocked, immediately folded his arms, protected him in front of him, and even ate Yang Mucheng's punch!

This punch, like a rushing cheetah, like a howling wind, like a flashing thunder, quietly smashed on Wu Guojian's defense. He only felt a huge force like a storm sweeping madly, and in an instant, it was d through his whole body.

This power is simply unparalleled, and it is unstoppable.

is like a ball that was kicked away, Wu Guojian swept it out directly. The body knocked down a huge stone pillar, and for a time the stone pillars fell to the ground, and the dust was scattered, and the entire stone forest was in chaos.

"Hahaha......"

Wu Guojian, who was smashed to the ground, was not the slightest angry, but couldn't help laughing wildly. "What a hero out of a young man!Emperor Yang, your strength is simply beyond my imagination...... However, your previous set of punches is like the hammer method of my "Great Cloak Forging One Hundred and Eight Hands". ”

"My boxing method was realized from your forging hammer method. It's also one hundred and eight hands!" Yang Mucheng pondered for a moment, and then said: "This set of boxing techniques is suitable for close combat, and it can burst out with the greatest power between square inches." That being the case, let's call it "Inch Fist"!"

An inch long, an inch strong.

One inch short, one inch dangerous!

Yang Mucheng's inch of punch almost brought the law of close-quarters combat to the extreme.

Wu Guojian could not hide his consternation.

His "One Hundred and Eight Hands of the Great Cloak Forging" is also a forging technique of the middle grade of the Xuan Rank. is a figure in the Xuanhai realm, and if you want to learn it, it will take at least six or seven years. This little emperor actually realized a mid-grade martial art after watching it once?

Such understanding, such strength, how can it be described in two words: terrible?

"Shengshang, you have won! I, Wu Guojian, am willing to follow you!" Wu Guojian hugged his fists, and even changed his title, only to see him arch his hand and shout: "As long as you can avenge me, I will be a cow and a horse for you, and I will not give up on the knife mountain and the sea of fire." However, I also have a reluctant request!"

"You say. ”

Yang Mucheng nodded.

"I've been hiding in Stormwind for more than ten years, and I've never made a move, and it's the first time I've encountered such a hearty battle. It would be a pity that this battle was interrupted now. It's better for the two of us to split the winner!" Wu Guojian was excited.

"Yes!

Yang Mucheng said with a smile, even if Wu Guojian didn't say it, he would also make such a request.

"Then this battle, start again......"

Wu Guojian restrained the smile on his face, suddenly became solemn, and as soon as he grabbed it with his right hand, the 10,000-pound war hammer had already been drilled into his hand. At this moment, Wu Guojian no longer looked like the old man with the gray hair before, but seemed to have returned to the state of a grandmaster!

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