The Heavenly Sword Emperor

"Lion Fist!"

Wu Meng shouted angrily, sneering in his heart, this new disciple who had just defeated Xiao Ping by virtue of Xiao Ping's underestimation of the enemy was definitely unable to stop his mad lion fist.

Crazy Lion Fist is different from Crazy Tiger Fist. Crazy Tiger Fist is an ordinary Huang-level martial arts. However, his Crazy Lion Fist is a Huang-level superb martial arts!

It has almost reached the level of a half-step profound order!

Unlike the Outer Sect, because in the Outer Sect’s Martial Arts Pavilion, there are only Huangjie’s martial skills, and Xuanjie’s are few and far between. In order to prevent the outer sect disciples from being inferior, the Lingyun Sect erased the martial skills placed in the Outer Sect’s Wujie Pavilion. , all the text about the grade.

After arriving at the Inner Sect, you can even come into contact with Xuan-level martial arts in the Inner Sect Martial Arts Pavilion, so naturally you don't need these.

Therefore, the inner disciples all know the classification of martial arts.

And this mad lion fist is the best among the peerless Huangjie martial arts. From Wu Meng's point of view, if Tian Yang was hit with this punch head on, he would not die or die!

snort! Xiao Ping is rubbish, and your new disciple is also rubbish!

"Mad lion fist?" Hearing the name of this rather familiar martial art, Tian Yang let out a small murmur, which seemed to be somewhat similar to Bai Lu's Mad Tiger Fist.

However, looking at Wu Meng's mad lion fist, Tian Yang gave Wu Meng a pitying look.

People are tall and tall, but as a result, this mad lion fist has no artistic conception of mad lion at all, even if it is Bai Lu, it has touched a little bit.

"The real essence is still condensed, but unfortunately, the understanding of the mad lion fist is only limited to the superficial fur. The mad lion is the madness from the heart, not the madness in disguise."

"Such madness can only be regarded as weak!"

"It's really blinding when this Huangjie superb martial skill fell into your hands."

Tian Yang sighed softly, hearing this, Wu Meng suddenly became furious, and blue veins burst out on his forehead, "A piece of trash, dare to evaluate my boxing skills, courting death!"

The real essence of the second level of the Ming Qi realm quickly condensed on the fist, and he did not use his martial arts, because in Wu Meng's view, Tianyang was not worthy of him to use his martial arts.

Hearing this, Tian Yang was too lazy to say anything, and even the Ming Fist was too lazy to use it, without any fancy, he threw a straight punch!

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, and the cultivation base was in a weak position. In the face of Wumeng Huangjie's mad lion fist, Tianyang, even dared not to use martial arts.

Although it is inevitable that you will be seriously injured by Wu Meng if you use martial arts, but if you do not use martial arts, you will almost certainly die!

Thinking of the bloody scene that followed, many people turned their heads and did not dare to look at it again. Could it be that this disciple who won the first place in the inner sect disciple assessment is gone?

Like a shooting star, it is short-lived.

boom!

At this moment, the mad lion fist and Tian Yang's fist also collided!

A turbulent air wave erupted from the center of the two people's confrontation, blowing the grass on the ground to a twist, seeing this, Wu Meng's eyes slammed, "I caught it, but it's useless!"

The true essence continued to condense, and in Wu Meng's fist, a roaring voice of a lion suddenly came out!

"The lion's roar, Senior Brother Wumeng, you have practiced the mad lion fist to such a degree, it's over!"

Some people stared blankly at the situation on the field, sighed in their hearts, and the wild lion roared, but it is only after the artistic conception of the wild lion fist has been practiced to a certain level!

Wu Meng's own true essence cultivation base is stronger than Tian Yang, and he has even cultivated to the level of a wild lion's roar.

Tianyang, don't have to fight anymore.

At this time, Tian Yang raised his brows.

"It is possible to forcibly stimulate a bit of the mad lion mood, but unfortunately, it is still too weak."

Tian Yang gave a soft drink, and the body of the earth dragon exploded!

The terrifying power comparable to the earth dragon erupted from the body of Tianyang, without the participation of the real essence, that terrifying physical power directly suppressed the roar of the wild lion!

Even just the slightest mobilization of the power of the earth dragon made Wu Meng feel that the thin young man in front of him contained an explosive power that was enough to crush him!

Seeing this, Wu Meng did not believe in evil, and just wanted to continue to condense his true essence and blast out, and the body of the earth dragon also completed the warm-up.

boom!

Before the real essence could be condensed into the fist, the body of the earth dragon broke out completely, a terrifying force, destroying all the offensives of Wu Meng with a destructive force!

The violent energy did not carry any real essence, and rushed directly into Wu Meng's body.

Seeing this, Wu Meng's face changed greatly, and he couldn't care to continue attacking. Deng Dengdeng took a few steps backwards, his true essence was running, and he just resolved the force and looked at Tianyang in horror.

This guy, unexpectedly, is so strong!

This was because Tianyang didn't use Tongming Fist. If Tianyang used Tongming Fist, then what was waiting for Wu Meng was not just simple strength.

With Tianyang's familiarity with Tongming Fist, Wu Meng could never have discovered the dark energy he blasted.

If the dark energy erupted, Wu Meng would have to peel off his skin even if he almost died. How could he be standing in the same place safe and sound like he is now.

"Your physical strength is so powerful!"

Taking a look at Tian Yang, Wu Meng was shocked and said that in the confrontation just now, he did not sense any real essence.

Without using his true essence, he broke his mad lion fist. This physical strength was too terrifying.

Then, what would happen to Tianyang if he used True Yuan?

Shouldn't it be that with just one punch, he would be directly defeated like Xiao Ping who was vomiting blood in a coma?

The audience next to him were completely shocked at this moment. Tian Yang, in the head-to-head confrontation, broke the mad lion fist that Wu Meng threw, and even knocked it back!

Wu Meng took three steps back, but Tian Yang, on the other hand, was still standing there, motionless.

Can it be explained that Tianyang has the upper hand in the just short confrontation?

"How is that possible! Tianyang, it must be a coincidence, and Xiao Ping's strongest martial skill is only a peerless Huangjie."

"My strongest martial skill is the boxing technique of the lower grades of the Xuanjie! Once the lower-grade boxing techniques of the Xuanjie are revealed, no matter how powerful Tianyang's physical body is, he cannot win."

In Wu Meng's heart, there were waves of turbulent waves, and he looked at Tian Yang with a calm smile on his face.

He kept persuading himself in his heart, and then, Wu Meng's eyes became cold and severe again.

"Hmph, it's just a fluke that broke my mad lion fist. After all, it is impossible to match the body refining realm with the clear energy realm."

"You, Tianyang, are just trash in the Body Refinement Realm, and in front of me at the second level of the Qi Realm, you're just an ant that can be pinched to death!"

Wu Meng sneered, hearing this, Tian Yang raised his eyelids and glanced at Wu Meng indifferently.

Ants? These two words seem to have been heard once not long ago.

It seems that the person who uttered this word is now lying in a coma in a hospital bed.

"A piece of ant waste, dare to defeat Xiao Ping at the fiftyth position, dare to occupy the fiftyth position."

"Even, dare to break my mad lion fist."

There was a gloomy look in his eyes, there was someone who dared to break his mad lion fist, and he was just a new disciple who only had a body-refining realm!

Wu Meng's heart set off boundless anger.

"Waste, do you dare to fight with me on the martial arts arena?"

Looking condescendingly at Tian Yang, Wu Meng sneered.

Hearing this, Tian Yang raised his brows, fighting?

It seems that this Wu Meng's ranking is thirty-six.

Someone just sent a ranking of fifty, and now, there is another one who wants to hand over his ranking to others?

"Why don't you dare to challenge the defeated generals?"

The dull voice sounded, representing... Tian Yang, accepted the competition with Wu Meng!