My Master is Lin Zhengying

I won't mention it if my cultivation level is higher than yours.

More importantly, he has practiced a kind of iron fist technique, which is extremely powerful.

He even thought that he was invincible within the same rank.

A low-ranking cultivator, if he fights with him, this is a dead end.

But he didn't hold back, planning to smash Nan Chen's arm with a punch.

"Boy, courting death..."

As he said that, he suddenly burst out with strong energy.

"boom!"

It hit Nan Chen's fist directly.

Nan Chen didn't have any nonsense, and Ben Lei's punches exploded.

There was a "bang", like thunder.

Hit it up.

Between lightning and flint, the fists of the two smashed together.

The two punches merged instantly.

There was another "bang" explosion.

The profound energy shook, forcing the crowd around to take another step back.

And Long Buao who was fighting against Nan Chen.

In the last moment, he still had a proud and arrogant face, with a ferocious and bloodthirsty look on his face.

But at this moment, he felt something was wrong.

The strength of the opponent's fist seems to be extraordinary.

When I punched myself, it was like hitting a steel plate, and it had no effect.

Instead, he saw Nan Chen's mouth twitching into a sneer.

Immediately afterwards, he only felt an extremely violent breath.

It suddenly burst out from Nan Chen's fist.

Immediately afterwards, that force continuously poured into his body from his fist.

It was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, making him breathless.

Even more terrifying.

He heard the cracking sound of his arm, and his arm was deforming.

At this moment, he panicked.

Completely panicked.

But without waiting for his reaction, the violent profound energy instantly spread throughout his whole body.

Then, it was as if he had been hit by a truck.

"Ah!" A scream.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Not only was the arm broken, but the person suffered internal injuries as well.

The whole person flew upside down in an instant.

"Bang bang bang" flew more than five meters away, rolled four or five times on the ground, and then stopped.

Looking at Nanchen, he stood upright on the spot without moving.

Just indifferently, watching Long Buao fly away.

Dead silence, the scene was dead silent.

Everyone watched all this in astonishment.

Ordinary people are horrified by Nanchen's power.

With one fist, a person can be sent flying five meters away.

Those who know how to practice, such as the nuns in the temple, were amazed at how Nan Chen did it.

How did a peak Huang rank man fly five meters away by punching a strong man of the first level of the Xuan rank until he vomited blood?

As for himself, he was not damaged at all, not even breathing.

Shangguan Ronghui couldn't help being startled.

He looked at Nan Chen's back, took a deep breath of air, and then smiled.

Qiusheng Wencai and others were bound by a spell.

Can't speak or speak, but his eyes are full of pride and arrogance.