Do you want to hide from this palm?

Seeing Qin Yufeng's posture, everyone present raised their eyebrows and secretly laughed at Qin Yufeng's fuss.

"This old boy shouldn't be frightened, right? It's just a hairy boy, you can slap him to death with a slap, and what tactics do you have to talk to him?"

A supreme man said with a smile.

This supreme powerhouse is from the Golden Scale Continent, and he is also an existence known as Lin Old Demon. He is now more than 1,600 years old, and has lived a life of dissoluteness and joy. Maybe if he smiles at you one moment, he will kill you the next.

The rest of the people were about to echo it, but the sword Yang Mucheng slapped his right palm on the ground.

"Boom!"

It was as if the ferry had collapsed, or as if the boat had encountered a storm on the sea.

The huge Suoling ferry actually trembled violently at this moment, and it tossed wildly, and the thirty-six Taishi chairs on the deck were directly shattered. A dense crack spread half a meter along Yang Mucheng's palm.

"This kid ......"

Previously.

Old Demon Lin also laughed at Qin Yufeng for retreating without a fight, and the next moment he saw the power of this palm, his eyes were about to bulge.

Qin Yufeng was even more bitter in his heart.

Notice.

Previously, several Jindan powerhouses were fighting chaotically, and which one of them did not burst out with all their strength. The numerous swords and swords rained, at most, they only made a shallow mark on this deck, which was like Yang Mucheng, who smashed half a meter of the deck with one palm.

"Aren't you going to settle your grievances with me?"

Yang Mucheng raised his head and looked at Qin Yufeng with a funny look.

Before, others were shouting and killing and beating you, and they couldn't wait to die, but as soon as they raised their hands, the other party fled?

"Not good!"

Qin Yufeng's face was constricted, he saw that Yang Mucheng was about to make a move, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly retreated towards the rear.

"This kid is worthy of being Yang Lao Mo, if the previous palm is chopped down, I will be able to resist it, but I will also have to suffer some minor injuries, if he is entangled, I am afraid it will be very tricky. However, although his attack is powerful, there will definitely be shortcomings, and I can kill him as long as I find his shortcomings!"

Nodding in his heart, Qin Yufeng put up a posture with both hands and revolved around Yang Mucheng.

At first.

His pace was not fast, but gradually, it was a phantom, like a whirlpool.

"Eight Poles Psychedelic Step!"

Seeing this scene, everyone present changed color and shouted loudly.

Lin Lao Mo squinted his eyes and said: "I didn't expect Qin Yufeng, this old boy, to take out this trick, it seems that Yang Lao Mo's previous palm gave him too much pressure, I don't know how Yang Lao Mo should deal with it?"

"Yes, these eight-pole psychedelic steps, although they are not too subtle light skills, but 'when the false is true, the truth is also false, and the true is false when it is false, it is also true', if you can't find its true body, you will fall into passivity. ”

The crowd looked ahead.

But see.

Qin Yufeng's figure turned faster and faster, and there was only a phantom left in everyone's eyes, unable to capture his true figure. In the next moment, Qin Yufeng's attack almost swept in from all directions. Front and back, left and right, heaven and earth, the angle is tricky, vicious and vicious. The offensive was even more continuous, like mercury pouring down the ground.

"Hisss!~"

Seeing this scene, many people gasped in unison, only to feel that their scalps were numb.

Lin Lao Mo frowned, and said in a condensed voice: "The Eight Extremes Psychedelic Step is paired with the Eight Extremes Sect's martial arts, and the power is simply amazing. Under this kind of attack, I'm afraid that I can only defend passively?"

Old Demon Lin looked at the others.

However, I saw that the rest of the strongest people, looking at Qin Yufeng's figure, also frowned slightly, as if they were thinking of a way to crack it.

After a moment, one of the strongest men shook his head and said:

Once trapped in the center by these eight-pole psychedelic steps, you can only passively defend, wait for an opportunity to counterattack, and find a flaw. But Qin Yufeng's eight-pole psychedelic step has already been cultivated to the level of pure fire, how can there be any flaws to follow?"

"Yes!" the other supreme powerhouse nodded and said, "But once you defend and fall into passivity, you will have to face Qin Yufeng's next stormy offensive." As the saying goes, if you defend it for a long time, you will lose, how can you do everything in the face of such an attack?"

Everyone nodded silently.

The Firmament Venerable and Zhao Yangxie in the first battle are the best proof of this, the sword and shield of the Firmament Venerable are a must, and they are the top three defensive swordsmanship in the Xuan Rank. But in the face of Zhao Yangxie's attack, it was still torn apart, and the strongest defense was the attack, once it fell into a passive beating, basically this battle was lost by three percent.

Look into the field.

But I saw that Yang Mucheng looked leisurely and complacent, with his left hand on his back and his right hand spread out. Sweeping, pointing, splitting, or blocking, in the face of the attack from the sky, he seemed to have expected it, and with an impermeable attitude, he blocked all of Qin Yufeng's attacks.

"How is that possible?"

Qin Yufeng's eyes tightened suddenly, no matter how much he overestimated Yang Mucheng, he didn't expect him to be so powerful.

"I don't believe it!"

He shouted angrily, the Eight Extremes Psychedelic Step was running to the extreme at this moment, and the methods of nearly a thousand years were all used without reservation at this moment, and he frantically crushed towards Yang Mucheng.

From the outside, Yang Mucheng's almost figure was almost completely buried by Qin Yufeng's attack. Every punch, every kick, was infused with the strength of his whole body. For the Eight Extremes Sect, they don't have weapons, and they don't bother to use weapons, a pair of meat fists are practiced to the extreme, and the lethality is not much worse than weapons.

But now the boxing skills that their Eight Extremes Sect was proud of were easily resisted by Yang Mucheng.

"This is Old Devil Yang?"

Everyone present couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

The voice in the field about Yang Mucheng's defeat to Qin Yufeng gradually became smaller, even if he was an idiot, he could see the gap between the two sides, Yang Mucheng was just one hand, which made Qin Yufeng's overwhelming attack in vain!

If Yang Mucheng fights back, so what?

"Qin Yufeng is defeated!"

A bad thought appeared in everyone's minds.

"Wow!"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it, my 1,200 years of penance is no match for you, a hairy boy! Old Devil Yang, eat my punch. ”

Qin Yufeng let out a strange scream, and in the next moment, the fist shadows in the sky converged into a line.

In mid-air.

Qin Yufeng's figure was abrupt, and in an instant, the phantom shadows in the sky surged towards his body like a hundred rivers converging. At this moment, Qin Yufeng's right hand was folded into a fist across his waist, and the whole person was pulled into a straight line, and then he blasted towards Yang Mucheng.

"This Qin Yufeng actually used heaven and earth as a bow and aura as a string to shoot himself out!"

"He ...... this punch"

"Qin Yufeng is going to fight for his life!"

Teng!

At this moment, the strongest people from the Thirty-Six Continents looked shocked, jumped up from their seats one after another, and stared at the middle of the field with wide eyes.

But see.

Yang Mucheng was still standing there, his slightly opened eyes burst out with a murderous chill, and just as Qin Yufeng blasted in, Yang Mucheng's right hand slapped downward.

At this moment, the five-clawed golden dragon - now!

(End of chapter)