No one would have thought of this kind of result, in their opinion, it should be Tuoba who pressed Yang Mucheng to fight, but now Tuoba was blown away by him with a punch.

"True Martial Thirty-Six Style?"

Tuoba clenched his numb right fist, unable to hide the shock in his eyes.

"Yellow rank inferior martial arts, do you think I can't?"

Rumble!

Releasing his internal strength, Tuoba's eyes widened angrily, and the surging breath quickly gathered, condensing but not emitting. I saw him clasp his hands together, his fists shrouded in internal strength, condensed into a long rainbow, and then slammed forward.

In an instant, the shadow of the fist spread throughout the palace.

Boom, boom, boom –

In the shadow of the fist, whether it was the tables, chairs, benches, or the gilded jade pillars, even the air was shattered by this crazy iron fist. To outsiders, Tuoba seemed to have blasted out hundreds of punches in an instant, and the terrifying fist wind enveloped the entire palace.

The iron fist is invincible, no one can stop it!

"This is the fist of the mountains and rivers!"

The civil and military officials let out a burst of exclamations.

When Gonggong Wei saw this move, his face changed greatly, and he no longer had the previous arrogance, but his gaze turned to look at Tuoba was extremely dignified.

Yang Mucheng grinned and shook his head. "It seems that you still don't give up! Then my blow will make you completely dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward. At the same time, his right hand gripped towards the void, as if he were grabbing air. A condensed internal energy suddenly formed in his palm, transforming into a giant sword that suddenly swept out.

True Martial Thirty-Six Styles - Sky Splitting Strike!

Thirty-six styles of true martial arts, one style is stronger than another.

Yang Mucheng turned his sword into a sword, condensed his internal strength into a sharp blade, and swept out with his right hand, and a transparent ripple suddenly spread in the air.

'Poof!poof!'

Wherever the ripples passed, the fist shadows in the sky shattered in response.

The terrifying wind left an intertwined trace of knife sharpening and axe cutting in the palace. Even the dragon pillar that supported the entire palace ten meters away was cut off under this sword.

And the two law enforcement team warriors who followed Tuoba were beheaded on the spot.

"Not good!"

Tuoba's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly retreated to the rear.

He thought that he was repelled by Yang Mucheng's punch before, because of the light enemy. But the other party's blow completely destroyed his self-confidence.

I saw that Tuoba's robe was torn into countless pieces on the spot, and there was a deep wound on his chest that could be seen to the bone. If he hadn't retreated in time, this blow would definitely have cut him off!

"Yang Mucheng!"

Tuoba clenched his teeth, his face pale.

He had never suffered such a big loss even in the face of a strong man, and now he was so embarrassed to be suppressed in front of a small emperor. Looking at his dead subordinates, looking at the wounds on his body, he felt unbearably angry in his heart.

When I return to Ertai, I will inevitably report to Your Majesty, and I will definitely send a large army to level your Great Qianguo, so that your Daqianguo will become a desperate situation in the world from now on!"

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, the soles of Tuoba stepped on the ground, and the entire earth that he stepped on was suddenly shaken, and a half-meter-deep footprint suddenly appeared on the ground, and countless rocks scattered like sharp swords in all directions. And with the help of this terrifying power, he shot directly towards the outside of the palace!

"Get out of here!"

Tuoba, who was extremely angry, looked at the Ouchi master who was blocking in front of him, and with a wave of his right fist, the Ouchi master who was blocking him was suddenly smashed to pieces, and the bones were forcibly blasted into the ground.

Running away?

Seeing this scene, the civil and military officials present were surprised.

But when you think about it, it's a matter of course.

The two fought twice, the first time Tuoba was knocked back by a punch, and the second time he was almost cut in half. If you fight again, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to escape death, so if you don't leave at this time, when will you wait?

But what will happen to Yang Mucheng? As he said earlier, it was impossible to leave Tuoba alive. If you really let the other party escape, wouldn't this be a slap in the face?

Just when everyone was looking, they saw Yang Mucheng smiling faintly, stepping on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his figure brought up a continuous afterimage, and swept towards the distance to the extreme. He stepped on the ground fluttering with every step, but he could cross more than ten meters in one step, as if shrinking into inches.

In the blink of an eye, he was already flying above Tuoba.

Yellow Rank Lower Grade Martial Arts - Spirit Void Drifting!

The crowd that saw Yang Mucheng's pace only felt as if their throats were being strangled by a pair of invisible big hands, and they couldn't breathe. The Yellow Rank martial arts that others had been difficult to learn for decades in their lives, he could learn them by simply looking at them.

Is he still human?

Of course.

The most surprising thing was Tuoba.

"How is that possible?"

Tuoba looked at Yang Mucheng, who had already leapt above him, with a hint of horror in his eyes. The strength is not as good as the other party, the speed is not as good as the other party, if it continues like this, he will definitely die today!

"I don't believe it!"

His eyes widened with rage, and his eyes shone with infinite light. I saw that his fists were folded, and the qi and blood in his body were surging and burning at this moment, and the originally weak aura suddenly increased several times. Tuoba punched out, and at the same time, a shocking fist roar resounded in the void, and a huge iron fist formed by internal strength rose into the sky, and rushed towards Yang Mucheng like lightning at the same time as it was formed.

"Tuoba actually burned his blood and qi!"

"He plans to fight Yang Mucheng to the death!"

Everyone's eyes widened. The Tongmai Grandmaster's fight for his life is definitely not to be underestimated, even the strong people who are refining horizontally dare not touch his edge, what should Yang Mucheng do?

"I still haven't given up!"

Yang Mucheng smiled faintly, his body was still in mid-air, facing the iron fist that rose into the sky, he just raised his right foot and slowly fell, his movements were extremely gentle, as if what he was doing was not a Tongmai Grandmaster, but an ant that could be crushed to death at will.

When the soles of the feet fell, the speed suddenly seemed like thunder.

I saw that in the void, an internal force that was several times more condensed than Tuoba quickly condensed, and transformed into a foot that was more than ten meters long and stepped down!

Zhenwu Thirty-six Styles - Heavenly Broken Feet!

"Bang!"

The iron fist of internal strength was shattered by this kick.

And Tuoba is under this foot, like a withered branch, suddenly cracking.

Thundered~

A loud sound like an earthquake suddenly resounded, and when the internal strength dissipated, Tuoba was already crushed into powder by this kick. On the ground, there was a footprint more than ten meters long and several meters deep, as if the traces left by an ancient giant when he walked by.

Yang Mucheng in mid-air slowly fell, spitting out a mouthful of turbid gas like an arrow.

After a fierce battle, his aura also weakened slightly. However, before everyone could come to their senses, the originally weak aura rose up with a more ferocious attitude.

"Oh my God......"

Grandpa Wei felt this breath, his knees weakened, and he almost fell to his knees.

The Ouchi masters around him looked at the young man dumbfounded.

This moment.

In everyone's mind, one word came to mind-

Temper the strong!

(End of chapter)