Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"Three steps out, the gods and Demons dance!" Shang Yu whispered again, and he took the third step.

Dong!

After he took this step, many visions reappeared behind him, and gods and Demons danced all over the sky.

For three consecutive steps, at this moment, the ancient wind suddenly jumped in his heart, and he felt a crisis.

He didn't dare to be careless, and then began to wave his fist violently. He mobilized the mana of his whole body and started the 18000 array. The sea of France roared and tossed endlessly.

The boy opposite is getting ready. The old wind can predict how amazing power the boy opposite will burst out when he really blows. Therefore, he did not dare to be idle, and he was beginning to get crazy.

He waved seventeen fists in a row, with a superposition of boxing strength. A red light curtain was formed around him, and the strength of the superposition of the seventeen fists was locked in by him.

The boy opposite is still stepping forward and whispering: "step four, step five, step six..."

"Step seven, destroy the sky and the earth!" Shang Yu roared and took seven steps in a row. When he took his last step down, there was a crack on the battle platform.

He waved his fist and came with the general trend of the world. At this moment, many visions behind him gathered frantically towards his fist, which all turned into his fist strength. The "rumble" was endless and terrifying.

"Eat my old style eighteen fists!" Gu Feng also shot. He hit the 18th fist and rolled in with the momentum of the first 17 fists, like a surging river.

This is an ancient style. It can be superimposed continuously. Its power is many times more than that of a single fist. It's really terrible.

The two of them hit each other, both carrying the general trend of rolling heaven and earth, and their power was amazing. There were various visions, rumbling.

WOW!

At this moment, countless people screamed, their eyes were wide, and their hearts were really shocked. They can't imagine that the people who can hit such a powerful fist are only two teenagers. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it.

Boom!

Two fists carrying the general trend of rolling heaven and earth roared together. On the platform, there was an amazing explosion immediately. The platform under their feet finally couldn't bear this terrible power. At this moment, it broke. After the fragmentation of the battle platform, it could not bear the power of explosion. Then it burst into pieces and turned into smoke and dust.

The power generated by the collision between two people has exceeded a limit, the limit that the battle platform can accommodate.

Boom! Boom!

The energy they have accumulated is too strong, the sound of explosion continues, and the dust sweeps the sky.

Their figure was invisible and submerged by the smoke. In a short time, no one knew the result of the blow.

Boom!

After a short silence, amazing voices broke out under the stage. People were really surprised. They were extremely surprised at the terrorist strength of the two teenagers.

Boom!

The sound of blasting continued, the dust was slow, the whole battle platform was invisible, and there was a hazy place.

"Wind!" Bai Changlao exclaimed, anxious. The people of wuliangzong were all white with fear that something might happen to the ancient wind.

After a short frying pan, silence returned. Everyone wanted to see the final result of the battle.

Hoo Hoo!

The middle-aged God waved his big hand, a gust of wind blew, and the smoke and dust all over the sky disappeared. I saw two boys in messy clothes standing quietly in the void. They each maintained the posture of bombing, staring at each other without blinking. They had blood on the corners of their mouths, dark faces and messy hair. But their eyes were still very divine, so they stared at each other.

"Well... Who won? Is it a tie? " Seeing such a scene, countless people were puzzled and began to speculate one after another.

Poof!

The ancient wind took the lead in spewing out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale. He put away his bombardment posture and staggered.

"What's going on? Has the ancient style failed? Impossible? He has boundless power, and he should not lose. " Seeing the situation of ancient customs, many people's hearts mentioned their voices at this moment. They are loyal supporters of ancient customs and can't accept the fact that ancient customs were defeated.

Poof!

Gu Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood again, shook his body again, and almost fell into the void.

"Boy, are you okay?" Bai Changlao was a little anxious, so he planned to come forward to help, but he was interrupted by the ancient wind.

The old wind forced his head up and laughed: "ha ha, I think you are a great genius. It turns out that you are no better than yourself. Take a punch from me and I'll see when you can stand it! "

Gu Feng, your words are naturally directed at Shang Yu, who still keeps the posture of roaring. He has absolute confidence in his fist. Although Shang Yu stood still in the void, his face remained unchanged. In fact, he was just trying to hold on.

"What do you mean? Did the ancient wind win? " Countless people under the stage are confused by the ancient wind. At this time, the ancient wind keeps coughing up blood and is almost unstable. Are you still saying you won?

Gu Feng did not pay attention to the audience, but focused on Shang Yu. He swayed forward two steps, stretched out a palm and gently pushed each other.

Shang Yu, who just kept his face unchanged, spewed out a mouthful of blood in a moment, and then the whole man fell back straight.

"Hehe, I told you not to die. Look, how hard it is!"

"Feather son!" The old man in the grey robe was surprised. He dodged and was held in his arms before Shang Yu landed.

"Master... I'm ashamed of you!" Shang Yu whispered intermittently, and then the whole man passed out.

"Silly boy!" The grey robed old man quickly took out a life-saving pill and stuffed it into Shang Yu's mouth.

He returned to the rostrum and concentrated on healing the two disciples, ignoring the ancient customs.

Poof!

Gu Feng coughed blood again. After wiping it off with his sleeve, he resumed his smile. With an impolite wave of his hand, he put another 10 million of the best Yuanjing stones into his bag and said with a laugh: "ha ha, my ancient style is a genius never seen in ten thousand years. Who dares to compete with me in the same realm? My rank is invincible! "

When Gu Feng finished these words, he put away his smile, his eyes were sharp and looked at the world.

At this moment, although he was bleeding at the corners of his mouth and could not stand stably, he had a domineering side leak.

"Good! The ancient style is invincible! " Under the stage, there was finally his applause and cheers. The ancient wind today defended his dignity and guarded his champion crown with his own strength.