God-level Grandmaster of Martial Arts

A figure was bombarded from the center of the burst of energy, and it was a celebration as strong as a hill.

"Ah ah!"

Dian Qing stomped on the ground with his feet, his muscles tensed up and condensed into horned dragons. The thick True Qi poured into his feet and slid over ten meters before he stopped. back.

When he stood firmly on the ground, a deep ditch appeared in front of him, which was all pulled out by his legs supporting the ground.

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When he stood firmly on the ground, a deep ditch appeared in front of him, which was all pulled out by his legs supporting the ground.

Even Dianqing had to work so hard to get rid of his strength, which shows how terrifying the power that burst out of this punch just now!

"My darling! Senior Dianqing... was actually knocked out! Is this kid a human or a ghost? Is this... Really he did it?"

There was an unbelievable look in Liu Ji's eyes, which was even more amazing than what he saw just now. He originally thought that Wang Feng could rely on speed to win at most!

But what he saw in front of him made him almost doubt his life!

"I still underestimated Wang Feng's strength. There is almost no one who can compete with Dian Qing in terms of physicality and strength. In this world, there are almost none, but now I have discovered that it seems that it is not that there is none, but that it has not been discovered."

Situ Wanli was overwhelmed with emotion. The Mo family has such a tycoon, his strength is divine, and the terror is boundless. It is simply the creation of the Mo family!

The Mo family was really lucky to have Wang Feng in charge of the Mo family. It is no wonder that in just a few short years, he was able to go from a fallen sect to a super sect that has now returned to its peak, surpassing the previous one.

Wei Zhuang stood on the side and never said a word. His eyes were always on the shot of the two, and he reached his level. If he wanted to break through again, he had to seek answers from stronger people, and Wang Feng was him. people who can learn from it.

The scene that happened before shocked Wei Zhuang. It turns out that the use of power is not completely determined by the body. In many cases, it can be solved by changing the output method of internal power.

This discovery made Wei Zhuang see a clearer path of martial arts.

"." You are very strong, and there are not many people in this world who can compete with me in terms of strength! "

"But, that's all!"

boom!

As soon as Dianqing's words were finished, a terrifying force erupted from the sturdy calf, and a big hole was stepped out of the ground!

But just by virtue of this sudden explosion, his body quickly charged, like a beast in the shape of a human, quickly punching at Wang Feng.

boom!

bang bang bang...

The next moment, Liu Ji and the others saw that Wang Feng and Dianqing had already started a bodily match!

It was a fist-to-fist fight. The sturdy fists bombarded out, and the flesh made a sound like the clash of gold and iron, and it was like a morning bell and a drum at night. a feeling of!

Their speed is very fast, and the roaring sound is enough to spread out in this area for several miles. Some people have already approached this place at this time, and the closer they get to this area, the more shocked they feel. What kind of battle is needed to produce such a big movement.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful force erupted in the air again. Dianqing took a few steps back, stood on the spot, and did not make any movement. Although the blindfolded eyes could not see, they still looked in one direction. on.

"That's it for today, I will come back to you in the future!"

In the air, Wang Feng's voice came from afar, and he himself had disappeared.

Centering on the place where the ceremony stood, a radius of several hundred meters has become a rubble, as if a battlefield had just ended the battle. .

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When Wang Feng left, Wei Zhuang naturally didn't stay any longer, and disappeared on the spot in an instant.

"They... gone? Then who won?" Liu Ji's face turned pale.

The battle just now was called a violent duel, and that kind of blood-filled fighting style can only be seen in people like Dian Qing.

Who would have thought that Wang Feng, a handsome young man who seemed to be weak, could actually do such a violent scene.

Liu Ji even felt a little pain in his body. He really didn't know if the fist would shatter his bones after hitting him.

"Let's go, let's go take a look."

Situ Wanli reminded him and walked towards the ceremony that was still standing there.

"Dianqing, how are you?" Situ Wanli came to Dianqing and asked.

In the previous battle, it seemed that there was no winner or loser, and Wang Feng's sudden departure made him look a little baffled. Perhaps Dianqing could answer his question.

"Senior Dianqing's strength is so strong, I think that kid is not an opponent, that's why..."

"No!"

Liu Ji's words were just normal, but Dianqing interrupted him directly.

"What?" Liu Jiyo was stunned.

Dian Qing turned around and said, "I lost this match... I can feel that he wants to kill me 640, but it's a piece of cake!"

"what!"

Liu Ji and Situ Wanli both showed shocked expressions.

In the previous battle, it was obvious that there was no winner, but Dianqing said that he lost. What the hell is going on?

"But, you..."

"Is there no result?" Dian Qing sighed slightly and said, "If you can see it, then what you see is my body."