Xuan Qi hit with all his strength in the late stage, how terrible is it?

This punch, as fast as lightning, like a cannonball out of the chamber, directly tore through the air, and exploded to the absolute extreme at this moment. Even the entire arena brought a terrifying howling wind, and some martial artists with a low cultivation level were blown around by this hurricane.

The Sixth Emperor lay on the ground in fear, looking at Lu Jian's punch in horror.

"It's so strong!"

Yang Mucheng was slightly shocked in his heart. The gap between the martial arts world and the mundane world is here, and a person in his forties or fifties in the mundane world can cultivate to the realm of horizontal refinement, and he should be a genius. But in the martial arts world, some geniuses are able to reach this level.

His pupils closed slightly, and he also threw a punch.

"Looking for death, you dare to fight me!"

Lu Jian smiled disdainfully.

Rumble!

Immediately after, fists were exchanged.

It's just a two-fist fight, and if it's an ordinary person fighting a fist, even a muffled sound will be released. But this martial arts master's fist is like the mountain pillar of optimus being flipped and smashed down by an ancient giant god, and it is simply incredibly powerful. In the ring, there was a burst of divine light surging from within.

It was as if the sound of the sky and the earth cracking suddenly sounded, and the huge ring suddenly collapsed as fragile as a pile of sand under the horrified eyes of countless people.

And that's not all.

Hundreds of cracks, centered on the fists of the two, stretched out, covering the entire arena at this moment.

Whew-

The extreme hurricane swept out of the ring desperately, unceremoniously flying out of the arena like rag dolls, and slammed them to the ground. These people didn't even bother to get up, they just looked ahead.

looked at it, but he couldn't help but gasp.

In the center of the ring that was razed to the ground, Yang Mucheng stood there proudly, and he completely withstood Lu Jian's punch.

"How is this possible?"

There was a burst of exclamations from the crowd in disbelief.

Liang Donglai, Zhou Baisheng and others widened their eyes and almost bit off their tongues.

"He actually resisted Lu Jian's punch?"

Nature.

Even more shocked was Lu Jian. The other party obviously only had the middle stage of Xuan Qi, but he resisted the full force of his late Xuan Qi.

"Why is he so strong?"

Lu Jian roared in his heart. He thought that it would be easy for him to get a million soldiers, but now he jumped out of a Yang division that was enough to compete with him. He was thinking in his heart about who this Yang Shi was.

Yang Mucheng already smiled faintly, rushed over, and punched again!

Thirty-six styles of real martial arts, all out!

When the thirty-six forms are unleashed, each punch contains thirty-six variations and thirty-six divine powers. Strength, strength, and speed are all infinitely surging. At this moment, he had already rushed in front of Lu Jian, and this punch slammed directly into his face.

"Not good!"

Lu Jian screamed wildly in his heart, and hurriedly withdrew his hands and crossed his body to resist.

Bang!

Block, is blocked.

But the power of this punch burst out unhindered, like a tumbling wave that slapped directly on Lu Jian's body, shooting him out like a cannonball. The huge arena was directly pierced by Lu Jian's body, and at this moment, more than one-fifth of the area of the arena was directly razed to the ground.

Lu Jian, who was blasted out, crashed into one house after another, and only stopped after he leveled most of the streets.

"Master Yang!"

Zhao Yin was stunned and fell directly to the ground.

He remembered that he had directly cleared up the relationship between Yang Mucheng and Zhao Guo under the threat of Lu Jian before, and he suddenly trembled with fright.

"He actually completely suppressed Lu Jian!"

Liang Donglai swallowed and said in a trembling voice.

"It's out of sight...... With his strength, he is indeed qualified to compete with Lu Jian, and he is indeed qualified not to take us seriously. ”

Zhou Baisheng smiled bitterly.

"This Yang Shi is so strong......" Ku Guangming was dumbfounded and lost his voice.

"Fart, the prince hasn't moved his character until now, if he draws his sword, he can kill this son in an instant!" Lu Wu spat at the mouth and said fiercely.

The entire imperial city was shaken.

Everyone looked towards the battlefield.

Da Da Da ~ Yang Mucheng walked slowly towards the ruins on the side of the street. I didn't see him make any movements, but as soon as his eyes closed, a cluster of flames poured out like a candle dragon spitting fire, surging directly towards the ruins, only to hear a 'crackling' popping sound, and the entire street was burned into flames.

Rumble!

Flames rose into the sky, burning the entire sky of the Imperial City red.

"Could it be that Master Yang has won? With such a big flame, I'm afraid that Lu Jian would have been burned to a dry corpse a long time ago!"

"No, look what that ...... is"

Just when everyone thought the victory was timed.

The surging fire was like a tide, abruptly parting, and Lu Jian slowly walked out. His right hand, which was empty, was holding a sword - apparently, he drew it!

"Boom!"

An extreme sword roar suddenly resounded.

Lu Jian was already gloomy, and he rushed to the extreme. I saw that between the dancing of his sword light, a terrifying sword gang was wrapped in a hundred meters radius, and everywhere he passed, whether it was a house or other buildings, they were all cut into pieces.

At this moment, Lu Jian was already extremely angry. Yang Mucheng's strength had already exceeded his imagination, especially the previous flames, if it weren't for the amulet given to him by the sect deacon, he would have been burned to ashes long ago.

"Broken mountains and rivers!"

As soon as his pupils closed, Lu Jian erupted with all his might.

I saw him holding a sword in both hands, swinging left and right, and in an instant, he had already slashed out eighteen swords. The right hand of the eighteen swords quickly fused into a sword in an instant, turning into an extreme sword light, and rushed towards Yang Mucheng frantically!

"Broken mountains and rivers!"

Ku Guangming shouted. "The prince has used this trick! This kid is dead......

Boom!

The sound of the sword resounded, and the extreme sword light almost stabbed towards Yang Mucheng's heart against the ground. Where the sword passed, the stone slabs on the ground were quickly separated like a tide, and they were crushed madly under the crushing of the sword and turned into powder.

Where Lu Jian passed, there was a sword mark behind him that was a hundred meters long, half a meter deep, and several inches wide. It was as if this sword had split the entire Imperial City of Zhao in half.

"Broken mountains and rivers?"

"Just let me break this sword of yours with this punch!"

Yang Mucheng stood in place, looking at the extremely blasting sword, as if the sword that had cut off the entire imperial city, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, raised his right fist slightly, clenched the void, and in an instant, the internal energy that had been condensed but not surged rapidly at this moment, surging out like a volcano, pouring into his right fist.

One punch, boom!

(End of chapter)