My Master is Lin Zhengying

I really don't know how to live or die.

In order to show how powerful he is in slaying dragons with iron fists, Daoist Master Slaying Dragon even increased the injection of profound energy.

This punch is stronger.

He even had a premonition that after Nan Chen fought him.

Nan Chen's arm would snap off in an instant, shattering his internal organs.

The whole person will be knocked to the ground by him, spitting out blood.

Thinking about it, Daoist Dragon Slayer was excited.

Even the left arm, which was wounded by the bullet, didn't hurt so much anymore.

And Nan Chen, who was standing in place, still didn't move.

Just staring at Daoist Dragon Slayer descending from the sky.

Finally, the moment Daoist Dragon Slayer swung his fist.

Nan Chen clenched his right hand and swung it out violently.

There was only a muffled sound of "buzz".

Nan Chen's punch directly collided with Tu Long Daoist's punch.

In an instant, two strands of profound energy intertwined.

With a "boom", the profound energy turned into a turbulent flow, and instantly vibrated in all directions.

But Daoist Dragon Slayer, who was full of confidence, felt something was wrong at this moment.

He discovered that the opponent was only at the first level of the Mysterious Rank.

But in terms of strength, it suppressed him at this moment.

Moreover, that power is incomparably vast.

What he was facing was not a young monk of the first level of the mysterious rank.

It's a super powerhouse of the ninth level of the mysterious level, or even the level of the earth level.

The power of Nan Chen's punch was not only powerful and domineering, but even extremely weird.

In the blink of an eye, it devoured the profound energy gathered in his right hand and quickly spread throughout his body.

Daoist Tu Long, who was full of confidence just now and thought he would eat Nanchen, suddenly changed his face.

How is this possible?

As for Nan Chen, there was a tricky smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Is that enough patience?"

Daoist Tu Long saw that Nan Chen was actually smiling.

Still laughing so horribly, I had a premonition that something was wrong.

But before he could react, Nan Chen's second stage power suddenly exploded from his body.

At this moment, the powerful fist wind seemed to turn into a wild beast.

Nan Chen's fist shook.

Daoist Dragon Slayer felt unrivaled power.

Starting from the phalanx, only a dozen crisp sounds of "咔咒咚" can be heard.

Under such punching force, his right arm began to break inch by inch.

All the viscera and six internal organs were shaken to the point of pain under such force.

His body was like being hit by a big truck.

With a scream, it flew upside down with a "bang".

Like a dead dog, it flew more than eight meters away, lying on the ground coughing up blood...

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With basic cultivation, Nan Chen only has the strength of the seventh level of the Huang rank.

Fighting against a strong man whose cultivation base has reached the second level of the mysterious rank.

Moreover, the opponent is also proficient in boxing and Taoism.

I thought it would be a one-sided ending.

But now, it's a little surprising.

In the fight, Nan Chen not only did not lose, but knocked the opponent down with one fist.

At this time, he fell to the ground, coughing up blood continuously, and wailing incessantly.

On the other hand, Nan Chen stood there unscathed, with a relaxed expression on his face.