Meng Zanglong stepped out a hundred feet away and struck Chen Xixiang with his fist.
Boom!
His punches kept changing directions and turning in the middle, creating punches in different directions!
In the blink of an eye, there are fist shadows all over the sky!
Huhuhu~~
The air flow was shaken by this fist, impacting the layers of void, spreading out ripples visible to the naked eye, and rapidly expanding in all directions.
tread!
A hundred feet away, as if shrinking to the ground, he appeared in front of Chen Xixiang in just a few breaths.
But at the same time, he also saw Chen Xixiang's fist seal, like a big sun, rising from his body, unchanged, but covering all things!
Tai Chi diagram!
With one punch, all changes and directions of Meng Zanglong's punches were blocked.
boom!
The shadows and energy that filled the sky with the fists punched by Meng Zanglong were all wiped out by a more majestic and invincible energy under Chen Xixiang's simple straight punch with his arm raised.
Bang bang!
Before the fists of the two people touched each other, thousands of punches and energy in the air continued to muffle and collide, and they were destroyed!
Meng Zanglong felt Chen Xixiang's punch coming down, bringing up the billowing air, and unleashing an avalanche of world-destroying feeling!
The world in front of him was shrouded in Chen Xixiang's punch.
fist!
fist!
fist!
Chen Xixiang has never been good at using any other weapons so far in his practice, so the most powerful weapon is his fist and his boxing technique. Once he takes action, Meng Zanglong is shocked by the power of the enemy!
Extremely terrifying and powerful!
"This person's cultivation...is far better than mine!"
Meng Zanglong just had a fleeting thought.
The fists of two people collided!
Boom!
The two most powerful people in Luoyang City faced off against each other for the first time.
After the fists came into contact, boundless wind roared out from their sides like a tornado, and the sand and rocks flew like lightning in front of the Big Bear Palace.
Pieces of green brick floor were shaken into powder by the force of their first fist collision, stirring up dust all over the sky, and then quickly blown away further away by the powerful wind that still spread from the sides of the two of them. !
The earth shook, and cracks appeared!
Meng Zanglong's energy and blood surged all over his body, and he shouted loudly:
"It's so enjoyable!"
In one word.
After the first collision between the two people at the center of the battle, the shadows of their fists were almost invisible. In the blink of an eye, countless fists collided one after another!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ground in front of the Main Hall shook crazily. In just a few breaths, it was as if a group of wild elephants had rushed in and trampled it. It was even more like the ancient God of Thunder beating dozens of drums here, and the sonic explosions spread like thunder in all directions.
"fear!!!"
The abbot of the White Horse Temple who was hiding in the dark immediately felt the Buddhist temple shaking dozens of feet away. The roof tiles rustled down, dust filled the sky, and the gravel on the ground shook.
"Are these two people immortals and demons?"
Obviously, neither of the two people in the fight can be described by the innate realm. Any warrior who far exceeds the innate realm has become a realm of immortals and demons in martial arts.
How could a fight between ordinary grandmasters be so terrifying!
Rumble~~~
Ouyang Ke, Tie Xiaoshi, Feng Yizhong and other innate masters who were fighting on the first courtyard wall of White Horse Temple also felt the terrifying vibration coming from the inner courtyard of White Horse Temple at this time.
"It's the Mongolian Demon Sect just now. He has already fought against Master Chen..."
The wind shook the center.
Earth-shattering roars came from over there, as if the two people fighting there were not humans at all, but gods!
It is far beyond all the innate masters here, the true realm of gods!
Boom!
It was as if a Buddhist temple was being taught by those two people directly in the center of the temple. The impact and concussive sound of collapse!
Ouyang Ke looked horrified:
"We are all in the innate realm, how could they make such an earth-shattering move!"
Although Ouyang Ke, who received the cold snort from Meng Zanglong just now, already knew in his heart how terrifying this Mongolian Demon Sect was, it was definitely not as terrifying as the terrifying fluctuations he felt in the distance now, which had a greater impact on his heart.
He is the successor of the Western Poison of Huashan Sword Theory last time, and he also has rich knowledge far beyond ordinary martial arts people. However, even his uncle Ouyang Feng, who is at the Grand Master level, may not be able to cause such a terrifying attack.
Feng Yizhong had a clear understanding in his heart.
"Today is just a fight between four people headed by Chen Zhenren. We, the innate masters, are not even qualified to participate in this sword debate. Just like the Huashan sword debate back then, there were hundreds of people participating. But in the end, it was just those five people who left their names."
The same goes for this Luoyang Knife Discussion Conference.
Look at the fluctuations in the fight between the two people now.
Chen Zhenren, who proposed this conference, is probably no weaker than Wang Chongyang back then.
Among the masters from all over the world who appeared in Luoyang City, the only ones who could be his opponents were Zhu Yi of the Song Dynasty, including Meng Zanglong, and Jin Jiuwu of the demon gold!
Right now.
"I didn't expect Brother Meng to fight against the real person so soon. It seems that Zhu Yi came a step too late."
A clear groan came from the air, the sound was like a dragon's roar, shaking the void, causing billowing air currents to roll over everyone's heads.
"who is it?!"
"Another powerful master is here?"
Tie Xiaoshi raised his head suddenly.
"That person is..."
Then everyone saw a handsome young man with a slender figure and elegant temperament in the sky above the White Horse Temple. He was a few hundred feet away from each hall, rushing towards the meeting place of the Main Hall.
"Zhu Yi!"
"The young son of the old saint!"
"One of the three masters besides Chen Zhenren, the successor of the Confucian sage!"
The person coming was none other than Zhu Yi.
At this time, Tie Xiaoshi watched Zhu Yi ignore everyone here and directly passed over their heads:
"If you want to go directly, you still have to pass my test. Mr. Yi, be careful to accept my move!"
Tie Xiaoshi laughed, took a leap, and looked like a yellow dragon rising from the earth.
He put his hands together and slapped Zhu Yi, who was heading straight to the Main Hall, with one palm!
"Well, the ancient martial art of subduing the dragon, subduing the dragon with eighteen palms, is indeed fierce and domineering!"
Zhu Yi immediately felt the reaction when Tie Xiaoshi's palm came towards him, not to mention the reminder. He turned around and saw a dragon-shaped energy, which gathered into a huge palm print. His five fingers were like mountains rising and falling towards him. Pressed over.
Hoo ho ho! !
The airflow within a few tens of feet roared, as if the dragon's roar spread, highlighting the supreme power of the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", which is unparalleled!
But under this palm.
Buzz~~
The buzzing sound of a sword appeared on Zhu Yi's body.
It turned out that under this palm, Zhu Yi was holding a simple sword in one hand and gently swung it towards this palm with a faint smile!
Chi chi chi~~
With one strike of the sword, boundless sword energy burst out from the sword in an instant.
Tie Xiaoshi's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which brought the strongest palm power in the world, actually disappeared in this moment, like the warm sun melting snow.
"This sword is..."
Tie Xiaoshi watched as the sword easily dispersed his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and the sword energy tore through the long air flow, shining with cold light, and continued to engulf him.
He actually saw in this sword all the artistic conception of the moves belonging to his Beggar Clan's secret skill "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon".
They are all related to dragons, from "A dragon has regrets" to "seeing a dragon in the field", "hiding a dragon in the abyss", "flying dragon in the sky", "do not use a hidden dragon", "a group of dragons without a leader" and so on, all the artistic conceptions of the moves are finally gathered together. It became an artistic conception that governed them:
Heaven is moving vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement!
Under one sword.
Phew~~~
Tie Xiaoshi quickly waved his palm forward, but was struck a hundred feet away by the sword, smashed a wall, and fell out of the White Horse Temple.
He climbed up from a pile of dust and mist, feeling horrified:
"This person really created this kind of martial arts!"
His Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms from the Beggar Clan are known as the most powerful and powerful palm techniques in the martial arts world, but they were completely overpowered by the artistic conception of Zhu Yi's sword.
As rumored, Zhu Yi abandoned the martial arts he taught and chose to create his own martial arts.
The sword just now was a sword for Xiantian.
It is the hexagram of Qian Tian that was understood from the Book of Changes, the King of Classics. It symbolizes: Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement.
No matter how masculine the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are, how can they rival the Qian Gua of the I Ching, the most masculine and masculine thing in the universe!
Seeing Tie Xiaoshi, the young leader of the Beggar Clan, being hacked away with a single strike of his sword, the hearts of many martial arts practitioners in the White Horse Temple were beating like thunder.
"So strong!"
"This is Zhu Yi, the successor of the Confucian sage, who can be compared with Zhenren Chen and Meng Zanglong."
With one strike of his sword, he cut through the obstacle of Tie Xiaoshi, the young leader of the Beggar Clan, and immediately gave everyone else a shot.
Tata~~
Zhu Yi took a few steps and walked directly from the eaves to the front of the Main Hall. At the same time, he saw the two people who were fighting together again.
The bluestone square in front of the Main Hall of the White Horse Temple no longer has any intact blue bricks. It has become a devastated place, turning into scorched earth.
boom!
Another punch.
After Chen Xixiang punched out, he collided with Meng Zanglong.
Wow~~
He hunts in Taoist robes, and his figure is like a solitary peak on a mountain, standing motionless on the spot.
boom!
However, Meng Zanglong staggered and retreated wildly. His body looked like a cannonball being thrown away. Every step back left a deep pit in place.
With this punch, the air flow in the air spread out like a surge, and also blew on Zhu Yi who landed here from the eaves, causing his clothes to clatter loudly and fly backwards.
"Although Zhu Yi has never fought against Brother Meng, he also knows that he is brave and powerful, invincible to the younger generation, but his strength is exhausted in front of Brother Chen Dao."
Zhu Yi's voice was erratic, and it was clearly audible even in the center of the battle where the air was flowing.
He looked at Meng Zanglong who was staggering back with an indifferent expression:
"Brother Meng has already fought against Zhenren, so next, it is Zhu Yi's turn to witness Zhenren's unrivaled boxing skills."
He holds the ancient sword in his hand and is ready to take action after taking over from Meng Zanglong.
Meng Zanglong was a hundred feet away. He stepped on the last step and stepped on the biggest hole, causing the soil on the ground to rise to the sky like a volcanic eruption. His voice was cold and murderous:
"He and I haven't decided the winner yet, so it's your turn to intervene midway!"
Zhu Yi heard this and immediately smiled:
"Then it seems that Zhu Yi has to learn Brother Meng's magic skills in advance, and then fight against the real person."
at this time.
Chen Xixiang, who stands in the center like a mountain, naturally lowers his hands, and his robes are blown by the air in a wild dance.
He lowered his eyes to the two people in front of him and said calmly:
"Don't bother, come on together."
