The heavens preach

Mengzanglong Road:

"Brother Chen made me feel a sense of tension that I haven't felt in a long time with just this position. I'm really happy."

Accompanied by "happily" and the two words he uttered, the voice rolled out, every word was paused, the air wave was so loud that the ground trembled violently, and pieces of bluestone bricks were shaken into powder.

boom

An earth-shattering fist rose from his body, causing the dust around him to be carried up into the sky.

This punch was like an unrivaled monster, burst out with aura, and immediately began to distort the feng shui pattern and geographical magnetic field of the place where Chen Xixiang was standing.

Give people a feeling that Chen Xixiang has mastered the world, then he is a demon god, trampling the world to pieces, tearing up all the order and aura here.

Tread

As soon as he took a step, smoke and dust filled the surroundings, like a demon god rushing to kill him.

boom

One punch distorted all the aura here, tore up the feng shui here, and hit Chen Xixiang

Chen Xixiang felt the aura and feng shui around him, and was shaken and obliterated by the punch under this punch, and it was torn to pieces. Feeling the power of this Mongolian demon sect, he gave a faint praise in his heart.

"Good punch"

But also at the same time.

His sleeves were bulging, and the true energy in his whole body was rushing like a great river. He made a fist mark and also punched the first punch against Shangmengzanglong

Because of this punch.

Ripples in the air swelled rapidly, turning into boundless billows, causing the ground under their feet to crack like an earthquake, and cracks spread in all directions like lightning

Luoyang discusses swords.

Before the many martial arts masters from the monastery outside had time to break into Chen Xixiang's presence.

Meng Zanglong, one of the four masters in Luoyang City, had already started a truly top-level fight with Chen Xixiang in front of the Daxiong Palace

Compared with the battles of many innate masters in the outer court, here is the real discussion of swords and Taoism.

As of today, last month's debt is finally paid off

As of the last chapter, more than 35 words were updated in July, which is short of 36.

From the beginning of the Silver League on the 12th to today, a total of 26 words have been updated.

20 words in 26 days, an average of [-] words per day, that is, four changes a day, and finally paid off the [-] chapters owed. When there are three updates, there are [-] chapters to make up the words.

I looked at it, and I have the most updated words on the Science Fiction Channel this month, so be proud.

I'm exhausted.

Explosion is really hurting the brain and hurting the body.

From the day when the shift was due, Xiaolu sat in front of the computer after eating every day, scratching his head and thinking about the plot, except for coding, eating, drinking, sleeping, and going to the bathroom throughout the day, and had no social interaction for a month.

Fortunately, he did what he said.

Fortunately, the coding is over.

Then resume the normal update rhythm.

It also allowed me to slowly think about the plot and make the plot more stable.

I really don't have time to think about these things during the explosion

Next update plan:

Two chapters of [-] words are normally updated every day, and occasionally [-] words are updated when the thinking is smooth.

Finally, for the sake of being so diligent last month, give some monthly tickets to support

Chapter 187 Don't Trouble, Let's Go Together

Mengzanglong stepped out hundreds of meters away, and punched Chen Xixiang with his fist.

Boom!

His fists kept changing directions in the middle, turning corners, and punching in different directions!

In the blink of an eye, there are fist shadows all over the sky!

Huhuhu

The air flow was oscillated by this fist, impacting the layers of void, spreading out ripples visible to the naked eye, and rapidly expanding in all directions.

tread!

With a distance of hundreds of feet, it was like shrinking the ground, and within a few breaths, Chen Xixiang appeared in front of him.

But at the same time, I saw Chen Xixiang's fist imprint, rising from his body like a big sun, without changing, but covering everything!

Tai Chi diagram!

With one punch, all changes and directions of Mengzanglong's boxing techniques were blocked.

boom!

Those fist shadows and vigor punched out by Meng Zanglong were all obliterated by a more majestic and invincible vigor under Chen Xixiang's simple straight punch.

Boom!

Before the fists of the two people touched each other, thousands of fist winds and vigor in the air continuously muffled, collided, and were destroyed!

Meng Zanglong felt the pressure of Chen Xixiang's punch, brought up a billow of air, and sprinkled down an avalanche of sense of extinction!

The world in front of his eyes was enveloped by Chen Xixiang's punch.

fist!

fist!

fist!

Chen Xixiang has never been good at using any other weapons since he practiced so far, so the most powerful weapon in his body is his fists, his boxing techniques, once he strikes, Meng Zanglong will be shocked by the strength of the enemy!

Incomparably terrifying and powerful!

"This person's cultivation is far better than mine!"

Meng Zanglong's thoughts jumped for a moment.

The fists of two people collide!

Boom!

For the first time, the two most powerful people in Luoyang City challenged each other head-on.

After the fists touched, a boundless strong wind roared out from their sides like a tornado, and sand and rocks flew like lightning in front of the Great Bear Hall.

Pieces of blue brick floor were shaken into powder by the force of their first collision, stirring up dust in the sky, and then quickly blown away by the strong wind that was still spreading from the sides of the two of them. !

The earth shook, and cracks appeared one after another!

Meng Zanglong's energy and blood surged like a surge, and he shouted loudly:

"It's really fun!"

In a word.

After the first collision between the two people in the center of the battle, the shadows of their fists could hardly be seen clearly. In the blink of an eye, countless fists collided one after another!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The ground in front of the Daxiong Palace shook wildly. In just a few breaths, it was like being trampled by a group of wild elephants. It was even more like the ancient thunder god beating dozens of drums here, and the sound exploded and thundered in all directions.

"fear!!!"

The abbot of Baima Temple, who was hiding in the dark, immediately felt the shaking of the Buddhist temple tens of feet away, the roof tiles were falling, the sky was full of dust, and the gravel on the ground was shaking.

"Are these two people immortals?"

Obviously, neither of the two people in the confrontation can be described by the innate realm. Any warrior who is far beyond the innate realm has become the realm of martial arts immortals and demons.

How could it be possible for a fight between ordinary masters to be so terrifying!

Rumble

Ouyang Ke, Tie Xiaoshi, Feng Yizhong and other innate masters who fought against the first courtyard wall of the White Horse Temple also felt the terrifying vibration coming from the inner courtyard of the White Horse Temple at this time.

"It's the Mongolian Demon Sect just now, he has already fought against Chen Zhenren."

The wind vibrates in the center.

The earth-shattering roar came from there, as if the two fighting there were not human beings at all, but gods!

It is far beyond all the innate masters here, the real realm of gods!

Boom!

It seems to be the impact of a Buddhist temple being taught by those two people directly in the center of the temple, the sound of concussion and collapse!

Ouyang Ke looked shocked:

"Everyone is in the innate realm, how could they make such an earth-shattering movement!"

Although Ouyang Ke, who received Mengzanglong's cold snort just now, already knew the horror of this Mongolian Demon Sect in his heart, he definitely didn't feel the terrifying fluctuations in the distance like now, which had a greater impact on his heart.

He is the descendant of the Western Poison Master Huashan Lunjian last time, and he has a wealth of knowledge far beyond that of ordinary martial arts people, but even his uncle Ouyang Feng, who is in the realm of a great master, may not be able to cause such a terrifying move.

However, Feng Yizhong already had a clear understanding in his heart.

"Today was just a fight between four people headed by Chen Zhenzhen. 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 the ones who left their names in the end are those five people."

The same is true for the Luoyang Knife Discussion Conference this time.

Look at the fluctuations in the fight between those two people now.

Compared with Wang Chongyang back then, Zhenren Chen who proposed this meeting is probably only stronger than weaker.

And among the masters from all walks of life who appeared in Luoyang City, the only ones who could be his opponents were Song Zhuyi, including Meng Zanglong, and Jin Jiuwu, the demon gold!

Just now.

"I didn't expect Brother Meng to fight against real people so soon. It seems that Zhu Yilai was a step late."

There was a clear moaning sound in the air, the sound was like a dragon's chant, shaking the void, bringing a billow of air to roll over everyone's heads.

"who is it?!"

"Another powerful master has come?"

Tie Xiaoshi raised his head impressively.

"that person is"

Then everyone saw a slender and handsome young man with a refined temperament in the sky above the White Horse Temple. A little above each house hall, a distance of several hundred feet, rushed to the place where the battle was held in the Daxiong Palace.

"Zhu Yi!"

"The youngest son of the old saint!"

"One of the three masters other than Chen Zhenren, the successor of Confucian saints!"

It was Zhu Yi who came.

At this moment, Tie Xiaoshi watched Zhu Yi ignore everyone here, and directly passed over their heads:

"If you want to go there directly, you have to pass my level. Mr. Yi is careful to accept the move!"

Tie Xiaoshi let out a long laugh, and leaped forward, his figure was like a yellow dragon rising from the ground.

With both hands together, he slapped Zhu Yi who was heading straight to the Daxiong Palace with one palm!

"Well, the ancient martial arts subduing the dragon, the eighteen palms subduing the dragon, are really fierce and domineering!"

The moment Zhu Yi sent his palm towards Tie Xiaoshi, he felt it immediately, not to mention there was a reminder. When he turned his head and looked, he saw a dragon-shaped aura gathering into a huge palm print, with five fingers undulating like mountains, towards him pressed over.

Whoohoo! !

The airflow within a range of tens of feet roared, as if the dragon's chant spread, highlighting the power of the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", which is unparalleled in all generations!

But under this palm.