Fu Qian's punch seemed calm, but in fact it caused thunder. Even if there is a copper wall and an iron wall standing in front of him, a hole will be blown out, let alone a body of flesh and blood.
There was only a muffled sound of "bang", and the punch hit Yu Liancheng's chest firmly, without any flashiness at all.
But Yu Liancheng's expression did not change at all. He just shook his shoulders, and Fu Qian felt a huge force coming from his fist, making him stagger back two steps.
"You don't even have the strength to hit anyone, and you still say you are a master."
Yu Liancheng shook his head and smoothed the slightly wrinkled clothes, as if brushing away an insignificant speck of dust.
Fu Qian's expression changed uncertainly, but he soon regained his composure. His waist was as straight as a spear, and he smiled boldly and said: "The Imperial Master is really powerful, very good. Only such a master can make Fu Mou's spear useful." .”
Yu Liancheng waved to him and said with a smile: "Come, let me see if your spear is as weak as your fist."
"Please enlighten me, Imperial Master!" Fu Qian took out the spear behind his back and shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder.
He pushed his self-created "Fu Yang Qigong" to the extreme, with a flick of his wrist, the spear broke through the air, the man and the spear merged into one, turning into a fast and bright light, shooting out towards Yulian City.
Tuobayu, Xu Shiji and others looked solemnly, watching this scene with concentration, and unknowingly clenched their fists.
By now, they all understand that Yulian City is much more powerful than they imagined. If you continue to fight on your own and sit back and watch, you will undoubtedly be destroying yourself.
Therefore, everyone is full of energy and ready to take action at any time.
Of course, if Fu Qian was defeated in one encounter like Qu Ao, then they would have to consider escaping or temporarily surrendering.
If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about having no firewood.
Yu Liancheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he used his fingers as swords. With one point, his slender fingers turned into a divine sword sprayed with sharp energy, piercing the sky and facing Fu Qian's unrivaled spear.
Fu Qian's spear was crafted with great effort by a famous Tuguhun craftsman. Normally sharp swords would not even be able to leave a mark on the spear, let alone a mere finger.
However, at the moment when the fingers and the spears collided, there was no sound of the collision, and in silence, something amazing happened.
I saw the slender fingers easily cut the spear, split it in the middle, and divided it into two.
Just like a bamboo pole that could only be split by a sharp knife, the whole process was extremely smooth.
Fortunately, Fu Qian was a man who had experienced many battles. When he saw that the situation was not right, he immediately threw away the spear in his hand and swept backwards like lightning, so he was not cut into two pieces by this "magic sword".
Even though he had already dodged quickly enough, the moment the spear was split into two by the "Excalibur", there was still a stream of sharp sword energy pouring out, ethereal and uncertain, as fast as lightning, and it suddenly struck him. On his shoulder, blood suddenly started to flow.
"I'm a very fair person. If you hit me with one punch and one spear, I'll give you one punch and one finger."
Yu Liancheng looked calm, tightened his palms, made fists, twisted his waist, and pumped his fists.
"If you can't take it, you'll die!"
Boom!
The move couldn't be simpler, going straight forward without any change, but the entire air seemed to be ripped open by this punch.
In Fu Qian's eyes, this punch was as heavy as a mountain, as terrifying as the power of heaven, covering the sky and the sun, filling the entire field of vision, and rushing towards him.
Faced with such a punch, Prince Tuyuhun, who usually regarded the world's heroes as nothing, found it difficult to resist. However, the wind of the punch blew his clothes and hair flying, and even breathing became difficult.
But Fu Qian knew that only a desperate blow would have any chance of survival, and retreating would lead to death.
"Come on!" Fu Qian let out a long roar. He retreated instead of advancing, running wildly. With every step he took, the ground was like being struck by thunder, shattering into pieces and splattering in all directions. And when he raised his palm, his whole body exuded a sharp energy that could pierce all things, and he actually turned himself into a spear and projected it towards Yulian City.
Using one's body as a spear requires not only extremely high martial arts skills, but also the courage to risk one's life.
But any expert with a little discernment can see that Fu Qian is more like a death struggle under Yu Liancheng's overbearing fist.
"stop."
A wisp of wonderful sound suddenly floated over, clear and clear without any impurities. Manqingyuan, which was filled with murderous aura, seemed to become peaceful and ethereal because of this voiceless sound.
But unfortunately, it has no effect on Yulian City.
Amidst the sigh, an ethereal sword energy shuttled through the void, and the sky was filled with sword shadows and lightning flashes, covering Yulian City.
The woman in a light blue gown loomed in the sword light, like the bright moon covered by light clouds, and her dancing figure was just like a fairy from the Moon Palace. When the arm that was beating the frost and sun was moving, a storm of swordsmanship poured out.
This woman's idea was to surround Wei and rescue Zhao. As long as Yu Liancheng's figure ducked, he could avoid this terrifying sword force, and Fu Qian could also escape with his life.
But obviously, she had made the wrong decision.
Yu Liancheng's punch was still pushed out straight, without any hesitation due to the woman's sword. He seemed to regard the sharp and ethereal sword power as nothing.
At that moment, all the heroes in Manqing Court jumped down from the heights, including Tuoba Yu, Chun Yuwei, Xu Shiji, Liu Heitai and other masters. They each showed their unique skills and came to Yulian City.
After Fu Qian's defeat, they originally planned to wait for an opportunity to escape or temporarily surrender to Yulian City, but when they saw that green shadow, their confidence increased.
What's more, since this person has arrived, the "Sanren" Ning Daoqi who is escorting her may also have arrived.
In this case, there is no need to worry at all.
Therefore, they all seized this critical opportunity to kill Yulian City.
In the lightning flash, a majestic and domineering air flow spurted out along with Yu Liancheng's fist, hitting Fu Qian heavily in front of him.
"Good punch, good punch..." Fu Qian spurted blood from his mouth, his eyes dimmed, and his burly figure collapsed.
Yu Liancheng struck out with a backhand palm, facing the continuous sword light. The five fingers rotated and collided with the sharp sword energy.
At the same time, he pointed his toes towards the copper box containing He's Bi.
The copper box immediately flew into the sky and exploded with a bang. Copper pieces were shot out in all directions at the masters flying through the air. In terms of power, it was no less powerful than a crossbow shot.
If you call it an ordinary master, it will be difficult to toss and turn in the air, and you will be shot into a hedgehog in an instant.
Fortunately, their martial arts skills were not bad, and they each blocked it with their weapons.
But the copper plate is just a cover-up, and the real killer move is yet to come.
The copper box was broken, and the Heshi Bi in the copper box was revealed, and a scorching wave of heat immediately escaped.
Everyone in the air felt a heat wave hit their faces, giving rise to the feeling as if they were in a furnace. Their whole bodies seemed to melt, and the true energy in their bodies seemed to be uncontrollable, running around.
At the same time, a strange spiritual wave escaped, and countless terrifying illusions impacted the minds of the masters. This change happened so quickly, they could only barely maintain a little clarity on the mourning platform, all of them looked pale and their eyes were unfocused.
At this moment, Yu Liancheng flicked his wrist and hit the World-Defending Whip. The entire long whip suddenly dispersed in strands, turning into about twenty long snakes, and suddenly swept towards the masters in the air.
