"So fast!"

At this moment, including Yang Mucheng, the pupils of his eyes were all slammed. From the speed of dragon melting, it is simply fast to the extreme. He was still in place when he lifted it up, and after the soles of his feet landed, the whole person suddenly appeared in front of Yang Mucheng.

"That's right...... He has been wearing this armor for the past eighty years, and now that he is not bound by this armor, he doesn't know how many times his speed will increase!"

Someone saw the gold armor and cried out.

"Originally, he was a master of body refining, and after the penance of this armor, I am afraid that his strength has reached the extreme!"

Someone sighed.

"However, it's just an increase in speed, I'm afraid it's not Yang Lao Mo's opponent, right? Yang Lao Mo's strength has been shown before, he stands there and doesn't move, you can't beat him. Even if your speed increases several times, your fists will not hurt if you hit him!"

......

"Humph!"

Hearing everyone's discussions, Zhou Hanshui, who was extremely embarrassed, snorted coldly, and he looked around mockingly.

"Third Senior Brother needs to rely on this Pure Gold Armor to cultivate?"

"His "Donkey Kong Divine Power" has already reached the point of completion, and he is only one step away from reaching perfection. His physique is too strong to control this power at all, so he can only suppress his divine power with the help of this pure gold armor!!"

"Now that there is no suppression, he will be able to completely exert the "Donkey Kong Divine Power"!"

What the?

When the surrounding people heard this, they were shocked.

They looked ahead.

But as soon as the pupils of Long Rong's eyes were closed, the huge palm was already like an overwhelming dark cloud slapping towards Yang Mucheng's head. This palm, like the giant spirit god reversing the power of Mount Meru, is menacing, and the wind is whistling and piercing. Everyone who felt this palm only felt their hearts beating, as if a mountain had already pressed on him, making them breathless.

A trace of shock flashed in Yang Mucheng's eyes, and he quickly retreated towards the rear.

Syllable!

This did not slap Yang Mucheng's palm, and gently slapped it on the ground. Immediately, the hard rock was like tofu, and it directly sunk down, revealing a palm print with thousands of lines?

"This palm?"

"Just a little bit of power?"

"It's Donkey Kong's divine power, I think it's better to shoot mosquitoes!"

Many people's eyes widened, and they were wondering if this palm was thundering and raining, when they only heard a 'boom' explosion, and the ground within a radius of 500 meters collapsed abruptly. Countless warriors were unprepared for a moment and fell straight in.

After falling to the bottom of the pit, it turned out that the palm from Long Rong had actually slapped the entire depths of the earth into a sinkhole.

"It's horrible!"

In a burst of exclamations, a light tap from the dragon's melted toe.

"Boom!"

The ground beneath his feet trembled violently, and it burst open in an instant, sinking down again, and countless pieces of rubble splashed wildly, crackling towards the surroundings. With the help of this terrifying huge force, from the dragon melt body, it was already flying over, and it cut into Yang Mucheng's body in an instant.

"I forgot to tell you that your punch was just a tickle for me. I don't know, can you catch my punch!"

A sinister smile flashed from Long Rongjunxiu's face, and he had already punched him again as he spoke. This punch was faster and faster than the previous slap, and it was even faster, and it had already hit Yang Mucheng's body in an instant.

Yang Mucheng frowned, and quickly raised his hands to protect him.

"Bang!"

The punch smashed into Yang Mucheng's arms, and then knocked his arms apart. The fist didn't disappear for a moment, and it slammed heavily on Yang Mucheng's chest.

Call!

At this moment, Yang Mucheng was like a cannonball out of the chamber, and in an instant, it flew out, and the towering ancient trees were directly broken by him, and countless rocks directly burst open. In the dense mountain forest, a huge passage was blasted out by this sweeping figure.

For a while, the rumbling sound continued one after another, and Zhou Tian was in a circle, and every inch was in chaos!

"Holy!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Yao'er's face changed greatly.

There was silence all around.

looked at Cong Long Rong in a daze, his eyes were full of fear, this kind of physique, I am afraid that even the Perfection Grandmaster will be slapped to death by him!

"No need to shout, with my punch, Old Devil Yang will definitely not survive!" Cong Long Rong smiled coldly, looked at Lu Yao'er and said, "Follow me back and be my wife of the village!"

"Can't live?" the golden retriever spat out two broken bones, it didn't know when it stole the injured saber-toothed white tiger, and looked at the dragon melt with a greasy mouth. "Lao Tzu is not dead, can you hurt my boss?"

The golden retriever and Yang Mucheng signed a master-servant contract, and if Yang Mucheng died, it would not survive.

Long Rong raised his eyebrows, and his face was full of disbelief.

Among the many outer disciples of the Heavenly Demon Shura Temple, he ranked third. The second senior brother died in the battle between good and evil, and the senior brother became an inner disciple because of his firm heart. But this does not mean that his strength is inferior, on the contrary, it is the opposite.

Because he was born with divine power and talent, he cultivated "Donkey Kong Divine Power". Although, unlike other junior disciples, he has learned a lot of exercises. When he was in the Heavenly Demon Shura Temple, he continued to study "Donkey Kong Divine Power" every day, this exercise was cultivated to the extreme, his body was like fine iron, and he often had the power of a dragon elephant!

No matter how strong the opponent's strength is, under his punch, it will be nine deaths. Even if you can survive, I'm afraid that you only have half a life left.

From the dragon melt grinned and looked at the golden retriever.

"You demon king, your spiritual intelligence is quite high. The one who can talk like you, except for some xenomorph monsters, is the Great Demon King. You little thing, even if it's baked, it's not enough for Lao Tzu to stuff his teeth. ”

"For me, there's nothing that can't be solved with a fist. If not, then two fists. If that old demon Yang hadn't died, I'd give him another punch and beat him to pieces!"

However.

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint voice sounded in the distance.

"Really?"

When they heard this familiar voice, everyone present couldn't help but close their eyes and hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound. But I saw a figure slowly clear, who else could it be if it wasn't Yang Mucheng?

Saw.

Yang Mucheng, who was blasted out of the dragon melt punch, was unscathed, but the civilian clothes on his body were shattered, and his body was as white as jade, and there was no trace of dust. Only from the position where Long Rong's punch fell, there was an extra fist mark that was not too distinct.

Patting the dust on his body, Yang Mucheng raised his head, looked at Cong Longrong, and said with a smile:

"I'm here!"

"I want to see, how did you punch me and break my bones?"

(End of chapter)