Boom!

Before the words fell, Roda had already made a move.

At this moment, he was like a howling wind, a rushing cheetah, and a leaping lightning. Everyone only saw a white shadow passing by, and Luo Da shrank into inches and crossed a distance of more than 100 meters and came to Yang Mucheng's side.

"Drink!"

He drank sharply, turned his right hand into a palm, and slashed at Yang Mucheng's neck.

The Great Seal Family Boxing is different from other exercises.

Cultivating to the realm of Rhoda, his body is harder than steel. Every move has great power, and the lethality is unimaginable. His palm seems to be ordinary, but it is a hand knife that has been tempered for thousands of years. Even Fang Chenghan and Jia Bowen didn't dare to take it hard.

Call~

This palm split brought a gust of whistling wind. The torches in the distance were almost blown out by the wind!

"It's worthy of being a hundred battles and iron palm Luoda!" Fang Chenghan hugged his fists and smiled. "With his palm, even if the opponent is also a strong person who is a Heng Refining Grandmaster, he will have his neck crushed!"

Jia Bowen clenched his fists and stared at Luo Da as if he were facing a great enemy. If he faced this move, he could only retreat. Rhoda's physique is stronger than that of a demon beast, and it is definitely not a wise move to defend him!

However.

Yang Mucheng faced this move, but he stood in place, and with a slight punch with his right hand, he blocked the blow.

"Actually blocked?" Luo Da's eyelids jumped, he only felt that the palm that was hit by Yang Mucheng was slightly numb, and his heart was even more shocked. "As the owner of the Great Seal Family Boxing Gym, and with the support of the royal family, I can soak my body with the Heavenly Spirit and Earth Treasure every day...... Is this kid's physique stronger than mine?"

Before Luo Da could react, Yang Mucheng had already smiled faintly and punched out.

"I'll let you, arrogant boy, know what it means to have a heaven outside the sky and someone outside the world!"

A chill flashed in Rhoda's eyes, and he also threw a punch.

Bang!

The fists collided, and then the power hidden in them suddenly exploded. Luo Da only felt that a terrifying force surged from Yang Mucheng's fist. And this force is obviously stronger than his......

"Wow~"

There was a scream, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his figure involuntarily rushed towards the rear, retreating more than thirty steps in a row, and each step was sonorously stepped on the ground, leaving a series of deep footprints.

"This kid is so strong!"

Rhoda clutched his right fist, and he almost felt like his fist had been smashed. "I can't fight with him......"

Jia Bowen and Fang Chenghan were particularly shocked in their hearts.

Luo Da's strength is obvious to everyone, and even he is amazed, but imagine how strong Yang Mucheng's physique is.

"No wonder you dare not put the three of us in your eyes. You need to know, though...... Being physically strong doesn't mean everything. Can you resist my move!" Jia Bowen stepped forward, only to see him put his hands together.

Swish!

At this moment, the pure internal energy surged out, and even turned into white lines visible to the naked eye. Jia Bowen's hands were playing in the void, and his ten fingers were beating rapidly, as if he was playing a pipa again, and the internal strength was the strings of this pipa!

However, in an instant, the countless white lines of internal strength in the void formed a large intertwined net, frantically heading towards Yang Mucheng.

"What's this trick?"

Luo Da's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but ask: "This internal strength silk thread, as thin as a hair, ordinary people can break it, how can it be used to deal with a strong person who has been refining perfectly?"

Fang Chenghan shook his head and smiled: "You don't understand, this is Jia Bowen's housekeeping martial art-Thousand Machines Lead." Although this inner strength thread is as thin as a hair, it is harder than gold and silver threads, and sharper than the blade of a sword. Yang Mucheng is afraid that before he breaks it, he will be led by this thousand machines and twisted into a pile of minced meat!"

Hearing this, Rhoda looked ahead.

But seeing that Yang Mucheng was also frowning slightly at this moment, looking at the thousands of opportunities coming, he slammed the soles of his feet on the ground. With a 'boom', the ground suddenly cracked, and countless rocks flew up and down, bursting out in all directions. And he slapped his palm and struck it on a rock half a man high.

"Boom!"

This rock, which was infused with strong internal strength, was like a furious arrow shot out of it, and it slammed into the big net with the extreme.

"A broken stone wants to tear my thousand machine leads, is it possible!"

Jia Bowen sneered, his hands shook, and suddenly this thousand machine led the net to open violently, wrapping the boulder in it. Hearing the sound of 'tearing', the boulder was actually cut into countless palm-sized pieces, and fell to the ground like rain.

"Next, it's you!"

Jia Bowen seemed to be very satisfied with the power of his thousand machine leads, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and his hands buckled forward. Suddenly, this big net swooped down in an instant, firmly covering Yang Mucheng in it. He is like a fish caught in a big net, and there is nowhere to escape!

"It's over!"

Fang Chenghan smiled faintly.

Luo Da nodded even more, "This move is just to restrain a warrior like us! No matter how strong your physique is, you will be torn to pieces by this big net." ”

"What other last words?"

Jia Bowen looked at Yang Mucheng from above, his ten fingers spread out, like a god and demon who controlled life and death. As soon as he retracted his fingers, the big net would quickly close, chopping Yang Mucheng into pieces like the previous rock.

"This broken net also wants to trap me?"

Yang Mucheng shook his head. "Go back, let Zhou Xiaotian come in person......"

Dare to be hard when you die!

Jia Bowen's eyes were cold, his ten fingers suddenly closed, and his hands were clenched into fists. Immediately, this big net shrank wildly and twisted towards Yang Mucheng!

Yang Mucheng shook his head excitedly.

He thought that Zhou Xiaotian would take matters into his own hands tonight, and as long as he was killed, the group of Dan masters in the Medicine King Valley would completely surrender. But unexpectedly, he only sent three of his subordinates. If Zhou Xiaotian is allowed to escape, it will be a great threat to him and to the Great Qianguo.

Zhenwu Thirty-six Styles - Yanlong Break!

Rumble!

Yang Mucheng punched out, and in the next moment, his whole person disappeared in place, and the surging internal strength rose up like a flame, bringing out a dragon-like body behind him. In the void, a shocking dragon roar resounded. It seems that there really is a rock dragon, wandering among the mountains and rivers.

The large net of thousands of machines that was enough to crush everything was directly smashed by this white jade fist. Countless internal energy turned into bubbles and disappeared in mid-air.

"Not good!"

Jia Bowen's face changed.

He hurriedly waved his hands, and the thread of inner strength that was about to disappear was pulled up by him again. I saw that in front of him, there seemed to be countless hands that were quickly threading needles and threads, weaving the inner silk threads, and in the blink of an eye, a huge shield half a person high was formed. Then, Yang Mucheng's punch slammed in......

"Tear Pull~"

The shield was like papier-mâché and could be easily torn apart.

Under Jia Bowen's incredulous gaze, Yang Mucheng's dragon-like punch hit him in the chest!

(End of chapter)