Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

"Shen lingcang, do you really think you've won?"

Meng ran raised a sarcastic arc around his mouth. He suddenly raised his head when he was shining green.

In that pair of dark and deep eyes, there seems to be thunder flash, reflecting the dark night as bright as day.

Long hair shawl Weian youth, blood boiling, rebirth for two months, Meng ran finally met a real opponent!

Gu Changfeng and Shen chuanting, a man of martial arts, were famous in China, but they were not Meng Ran's opponents and could not push Meng ran to the limit.

Even the Luomen giant, Meng Ran is also not in the eye.

But Shen lingcang is different!

In his body, Meng ran felt the pressure! Only this pressure can stimulate Meng Ran's sense of war!

Meng Ran's long black hair danced wildly with the wind, and his white clothes were hunting in the void.

Tai ran Xian Zun has been able to suppress the whole life. Even if his skill is not as good as this hundred year old monster, how can he be afraid of it!

"Kill!"

Meng Ran's fist technique changed nine times. In a flash, eighteen blue fists burst out, covering half of the night. The eighteen fists connected together and turned into a blue light column, which destroyed the sky and the earth, and rushed to Shen lingcang.

Ethereal Mingjin fist!

This is the most basic boxing technique of the ethereal immortal sect. It is usually used to temper the body of the monks below the Fenyuan realm. Those monks who have stepped into the Fenyuan realm are simply dismissive of it.

But even the most common boxing, in Meng Ran's hands, it is playing a special charm.

Ten thousand laws to one!

Meng ran created the magic formula of Wanhua in those years, combined with the secrets of hundreds of martial arts, and forced himself to step on his own road.

His fist seems to be very simple, but the profound meaning of boxing contained in it is that he Dao Da Sheng can't understand it!

The fist force blows out, as if the star river pours down, the surrounding ten li wind and cloud all move!

If the Shen family's man in green shirt faces this fist, he will be blown out of pieces on the spot!

"What kind of boxing is this?"

Shen lingcang's face changed in an instant. Facing Meng Ran's simplified fist, he stepped back involuntarily.

How can the living creatures of the earth see the mystery of this fist? Demonizing Shen lingcang just instinctively shows a touch of fear, but with a roar, he uses his palm as a knife, and splits out a Dao Qi that seems to be able to cut through the sky.

The bloody Dao awn, the sabre breath, traverses 15 Zhang, looks like a rainbow through the sun! Shen lingcang, as the ancestor of the Shen family and the first swordsman of the Qing Dynasty, was demonized by Huang Xue, but his instinctive fighting consciousness still remained.

This Dao can be regarded as Shen lingcang's highest sword!

If Shen lingcang's consciousness still exists, it is the Japanese swordsman here, and he must be the ghost of Shen lingcang!

It seems to be able to cut through all the peerless Dao meaning, like the river tide general, hit the earth.

Shen Xinghan three people even have Meng Ran's magic light shield to protect the body, also feel the whole body tingling, as if the soul were chopped open!

Zhang Tao, who clenches his teeth, is even more frightening. Under this terrible knife, Meng Ran's blue mask is twisted and deformed!

Then, with the sound of "bang", the magic shield that was enough to prevent the Luomen giant from attacking was smashed!

Zhang Tao and others immediately flew upside down and fell to the ground, spewing out a large mouthful of blood, dying.

When Zhang Tao and others fly out upside down, Shen lingcang's peerless sword finally intersects with Meng Ran's fist strength.

In Shen lingcang's unbelievable eyes, the bloody Sabre Qi is blown to pieces by Meng Ran's fist!

This is enough to kill God. Before the power of Zhanlan fist, there is no half power to fight against it!

"How could that be possible?"