This punch looks light and fluttering, without any strength.

But it seems to contain some kind of strange mystery.

Even.

Many people wonder if Wu Dizu's body has already decayed, so that he doesn't have the slightest strength. How can such a fist hurt people? Even if it is tickled, it is a little slight!

But.

Yang Mucheng was at this moment, his face changed abruptly. An abnormal flush emerges from the upper face. Spat out a mouthful of blood mist in the sky, and he flew towards the rear like a cannonball that had been blasted out. There was only a 'bang', and the closed doors of the palace were shattered.

"Hiss ......"

There was a gasp.

Everyone looked at Wu Dizu in disbelief.

"It's over!"

Zhang Feiyu's body was soft, like mud.

He came out of the small polar realm with Yang Mucheng, so he knew Yang Mucheng's strength very well. In the Small Extreme Realm, Wu Dizu's phantom threw a punch with all his might, but it knocked Yang Mucheng back a step. But now, he is here, and he can blast Yang Mucheng away with one punch.

This kind of strength is simply a crushing existence!

"Yang Mucheng, how is it?, how do you feel about this punch of the deity?" Wu Dizu grinned, it was hard to imagine that his withered body could burst out with such terrifying power in an instant. "The deity knows that you are in the small extreme realm, and you are not using all your strength. But the deity is not full of strength!"

Distance.

The dust is everywhere.

A figure gradually became clear, that was not Yang Mucheng, who else could it be?

But see.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his face was a little pale, but in an instant, he had returned to normal.

"Wu Dizu, this punch is nothing more than that. Now that you've made a move, it's the so-called "come and don't be rude", then you can also taste my fist!"

After speaking.

Yang Mucheng raised his head slowly, his eyes burst out with a cold glow, and almost at the same time, he stepped forward. This step directly crossed the distance of hundreds of zhang, as if shrinking into inches, as if teleporting appeared in front of Wu Dizu.

At the same time, he threw a punch.

"What?"

Wu Dizu's pupils tightened, this punch has not arrived, and the fist wind has come. He stretched it out, his robe rattled, and his whole body felt as if he had been cut by a knife. At this moment, his face no longer had the same calm and calm as before, and as soon as he bit his teeth, he immediately swung out a punch to meet Yang Mucheng's attack!

The internal strength contained in the two fists surged together at this moment.

"Boom!"

The almost earth-shattering explosion sounded like crazy.

With the fists as the center, a shocking air flow visible to the naked eye surged in all directions. Just listening to the 'click', this huge palace, which has existed in the imperial tomb for more than 2,000 years, was directly swept away by this terrible air current. The devastating crackling sound resounded wildly.

Patches of flooring, at this moment, flew up and were twisted into powder.

The stone pillars that supported the palace were broken by the barricades and fell to the ground in unison.

Clusters of purple flames, crushed by the wind, disappeared abruptly!

In this surging palace, the fists of the two finally collided together. only heard a terrifying explosion resounding, whether it was Chen Kai, Zhang Feiyu, or the black-clothed people under Wu Dizu, they all felt as if their eardrums were about to be broken.

In this terrible explosion, everyone was blasted out.

Meantime.

A terrifying storm that was dozens of times larger than before flew directly.

The main hall was razed to the ground in an instant.

Rise!

Yang Mucheng stepped back dozens of steps, he stepped on the ground, unloaded his strength, and the earth behind him exploded suddenly because of the huge force that was incoming, like a volcano rushing to the sky, bursting out of endless gravel and soil.

And Wu Dizu's body trembled, shooting out backwards like an arrow from the string, and his body twisted strangely in mid-air, and there was a sound of 'crackling' fried beans, which fell to the ground lightly.

"Yang Mucheng!"

Wu Dizu stopped like a rag and fell to the ground flutteringly.

He clenched his fists, his face hard to hide his shock and surprise.

Originally.

He thought that as long as Yang Mucheng entered this imperial tomb, he could easily take it down. But who would have thought that the power shown by the opponent's punch was already beyond his imagination.

Of course, the most surprised people were the people around them.

They thought that Yang Mucheng was already a turtle in the urn, and there was no possibility of turning the tables. But who would have thought that Yang Mucheng still had such a terrifying power hidden.

"I actually resisted!"

"How can his strength be so strong?"

"This is terrifying, isn't it?"

And Chen Kai and the others were pleasantly surprised.

They all looked at Yang Mucheng expectantly.

Whew-

Wu Dizu stared at Yang Mucheng for a moment, sighed, but suddenly laughed:

"Yang Mucheng, it seems that the deity still underestimates you. The deity thought that this gesture would be enough to subdue you. But now it seems that this is not enough. If that's the case, then let you see my true strength!"

As soon as his voice fell, he immediately clenched his fists.

'Click!'

A crisp voice resounded, and Wu Dizu's body, which was already like a dead tree, actually squirmed wildly. Like a dead tree in spring, the wilted muscles are refilled, and the old and withered body has become incomparably stronger in the blink of an eye.

"This state is overdrawing the last potential of this body. In half an hour at most, it will completely burst. ”

Wu Dizu exhaled a breath of turbidity, as if he was talking to himself.

"But!" he said, his eyes shrank into a line, and fell on Yang Mucheng's body. "In the past half an hour, it has been a breeze to subdue you! Yang Mucheng, everything is over. This body of yours is going to be decided!"

"Get it to see if you have the ability!"

Yang Mucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and in the face of Wu Dizu's new attitude, he did not have the slightest timidity, but stepped forward step by step. In an instant, a surging momentum soared.

Feeling Yang Mucheng's momentum, Wu Dizu let it be a little disdainful. But after a while, his complexion changed suddenly, as if he was facing a great enemy. He found that from Yang Mucheng's body, a fierce momentum that was not inferior to him in the slightest was actually churning and gushing out in an instant, like a peerless beast that had awakened!

Moreover, this terrifying momentum, even after a short moment, had completely surpassed him!

"How is that possible?"

Facing Yang Mucheng, Wu Dizu could no longer maintain his previous composure, and couldn't help but suddenly close his pupils and exclaim.

(End of chapter)