"The Xuan Ming Black Panther was actually frightened?"

"Just one look?"

Everyone looked at the trembling black panther in disbelief, and their hearts were sad. I don't know how many strong people died under the mouth of this black panther. Even the Xuanqi Sect Master couldn't resist its lunge, but Yang Mucheng only used one look to scare it?

A hint of humiliation flashed in Chen Xuanfeng's eyes.

......

"Hahaha, as I expected!"

Thousand-armed Shura Wu Jianyang laughed. "This Chen Xuanfeng wants to save some means and let the Xuanming Black Panther deal with him! But Yang Mucheng, this kid, is an emperor anyway, and he also has some dragon energy on his body, how can he be frightened by this beast?"

"Then isn't it time for Chen Xuanfeng to make a move next?" Sun Yanfei said busily.

"Yes!" Wu Jianyang nodded. "However, in my opinion, this Chen Xuanfeng may not be Yang Mucheng's opponent!"

"Master, Chen Xuanfeng is a powerhouse in the Xuanye Realm, and Yang Mucheng is only a Xuanqi Grandmaster. Are you?" Sun Yanfei was shocked, he couldn't wait to say that Wu Jianyang's old eyes were dizzy, and he couldn't even judge his cultivation and strength, how could he say this inexplicable result?

Wu Jianyang snorted coldly and glanced at his unsuccessful apprentice. If you don't believe it, just keep your eyes open and take a good look!"

......

"This kid can scare off the master's Xuanying Black Panther, and he does have some ability. But then Shizun personally took action, but there was no good fruit for him to eat!" Gretel hugged his fists and looked at Yang Mucheng. "Three moves, to deal with this kid, Shizun only needs three moves!"

......

Chen Xuanfeng squinted his eyes, looked at Yang Mucheng for a moment, and actually laughed.

"To be able to scare my Xuanming Black Panther, you do have some ability!"

"But do you think that's enough to compete with me?

Rumble!

Chen Xuanfeng's face sank, and his right hand wearing the ring burst out. When he punched, the whole person was still dozens of steps away from Yang Mucheng, but after the punch, the whole person suddenly appeared in front of Yang Mucheng. Not only was it unexpected, the speed was extremely fast, but the air that hit it made a terrible tearing sound, just the power of a punch made everyone at the foot of the empty mountain change their color.

Yang Mucheng's face was as plain as water, and he pushed it out with one palm, and lightly resolved Chen Xuanfeng's punch.

But Chen Xuanfeng didn't make a single punch, and then another punch came. In an instant, the shadow of the fist in the field was seen roaring towards Yang Mucheng like a storm. Fists, elbows, knees, and Chen Xuanfeng are not good at using weapons, but the martial arts routines are somewhat similar to the boxing techniques of the Great Yin Family. But as a powerhouse in the Xuanye Realm, the power of one punch and one kick is not known how many times stronger than the Great Yin Family's boxing technique.

Bang!

He didn't hit Yang Mucheng with one palm, just the palm wind overflowed, and the ground was blasted out of a deep pit of half a zhang.

"Haha, Yang Mucheng will fail!"

Glitter burst out laughing.

"An inch long, an inch strong. One inch is short, one inch is dangerous. Although Shizun's does not use weapons, his fists and feet are not known to be many times stronger than the power of weapons. Yang Mucheng has lost the opportunity and can only be beaten passively. ”

"Oops!"

Xu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he exclaimed.

"Master Yu, Yang Mucheng is not defeated yet, why do you say it's bad?" Long Fei asked uncertainly.

"You don't understand!" Xu Chen shook his head and said, "If you keep it for a long time, you will lose!" Chen Xuanfeng's fist is as fast as the wind, like a leopard, like thunder, like mercury falling to the ground. Yang Mucheng has lost the opportunity and can only support it. As the saying goes, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose, and once there is a flaw, it will be when he fails. ”

There was a dead silence inside and outside Huikong Mountain, and everyone looked at Chen Xuanfeng's terrifying offensive on the top of the mountain.

Bursts of rumbling crackles were endless.

Chen Xuanfeng punched and kicked, even if it was just the internal strength that escaped, it had supreme power, shaking the earth and revealing cracks. The rocks that burst out shot out like angry arrows in all directions.

"Defeat me!"

A moment.

Chen Xuanfeng thought that his victory had accumulated enough to be huge enough, and his throat let out a burst of angry shouts, his right fist suddenly retracted, his five fingers were clenched, and his joints made a crackling sound. His body tensed from head to toe, like a strong bow ready to fire, and his right fist was a furious arrow that burst out!

Call~

A punch was thrown out, and there was a roar.

In an instant, everyone saw that the fist prints in the sky suddenly converged at this moment, and frantically formed a punch and shot towards Yang Mucheng's location.

"Defeated!"

The crowd, led by Gretel, was already secretly shaking their heads.

Chen Xuanfeng is like his name, and his attack is like a whirlwind. In the middle of this breath, thirty-two punches were fired in a row, like a punch of a long spear and a short cannon, which smashed directly into Yang Mucheng's chest. Although Yang Mucheng had not yet been broken at this time, it was not troublesome in Chen Xuanfeng's eyes. The momentum of his punch is as powerful as ten thousand jun, and he will definitely be able to directly smash Yang Mucheng's shelf and kill him on the spot!

Chen Xuanfeng's punch set off a monstrous wind of five or six meters, and shot towards Yang Mucheng!

Just when everyone thought that the victory and defeat had been divided, just when everyone thought that Yang Mucheng had lost, Yang Mucheng grinned, he stepped forward in one step, and like Chen Xuanfeng, he smashed out directly with a punch that was ready to go.

Just listen to the 'bang'.

The wind dissipated, and Yang Mucheng's fist blocked the offensive of Chen Xuanfeng's fatal punch. The trigger point of this monstrous wind is Chen Xuanfeng's fist. Now that his fist is blocked, naturally Gangfeng can't continue. And at the same time......

The power contained in the two fists also burst out at this moment.

"What?"

The smile on Chen Xuanfeng's face disappeared, and it suddenly turned into horror. He could feel that the power pouring out of the opponent's fist was not inferior to his own, but far stronger than himself.

"He's just a Xuanqi Grandmaster!"

Chen Xuanfeng's heart roared like never before, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his figure exploded towards the back. He withdrew dozens of steps in a row, and each step stepped on the ground with a sonorous force, stepping on the flat land on the top of the empty mountain, like the surface of the moon.

"Repulsed!"

"Chen Xuanfeng was actually beaten back by Yang Mucheng with a punch?"

"This is terrifying......

"How exactly does this kid cultivate?"

Everyone looked at Yang Mucheng and Chen Xuanfeng in amazement. They had thought about various endings, but they didn't expect this to happen.

"Damn!" Chen Xuanfeng clenched his fists, he only felt that his right arm was numb, and the phalanges of his right fist seemed to be shattered. "The power of this kid ......"

The thought in his heart had just surfaced, but he saw Yang Mucheng raise the corners of his mouth and grin at Chen Xuanfeng.

"It's my turn!"

(End of chapter)