I!The villain licks the dog and his father, and specializes in playing various protagonists

It can be clearly seen that there are cracks as thick as trees blooming on the ground, which looks extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Before, no matter in the black area or anywhere.

Chen Beishan always held his hand, and did not fully display his power.

First, naturally, he didn't want to attract the attention of the son of luck.

Second, after releasing all the hole cards at once, who knows if the protagonist hiding in Beidu will prescribe the right medicine and be cruel?

but now!

Tianbei City is a forbidden place for all strong people, no one dares to break into this place!

Plus!

This is an abandoned subway station, really underground!

With one punch, all traces will be destroyed, and no child of luck can judge his strength by this!

"Boom!"

Two fists meet.

In an instant.

Taoist Vajra only felt that his punch had hit an iron wall, and he almost lost consciousness in his arm.

"Is this person so strong?"

Blood overflowed from the corner of Taoist Vajra's mouth, and his eyes, which were neither happy nor sad, finally revealed the color of horror.

The Vajra Sect has always used fists to enter martial arts, and each disciple's fists are unique.

Almost all boxing gyms in the territory, even professional black boxers, come from their Vajra Sect.

But now.

He is actually inferior to this boy who is 70 years younger than him in the boxing he is most proud of?

"Crack!"

The Holy Fist came down, and the shadow of the Daoist Vajra was completely crushed and exploded.

After there was no obstacle, the light and shadow of the Holy Fist rushed forward like a fish in water.

"go with!"

at this time.

Emperor Shen Qing finally made a move.

He lightly raised his index finger, like a finishing touch, in an understatement, a little bit in the void.

Immediately!

A bright ray of light shines from the fingertips, like Ma Liang's magic brush, and begins to outline in the void.

"Boom!"

Lines of light condensed into a crazy martial arts dragon in the air, shot nine days in an instant, across a distance of tens of meters like dawn, and slammed into Chen Beishan's holy fist.

"Crack!"

The huge flood dragon punch was crushed to pieces by this punch.And that Holy Fist, also facing exhaustion at this moment, turned into a little bit of starlight, and dispersed with extreme unwillingness.

Under this collision.

Chen Beishan's figure also swayed slightly, and he took half a step back, looking at him with a slightly solemn gaze. In front of him was still Shen Qingdi with his hands behind his back, motionless, "This Shen Qingdi's strength, It's really unfathomable..."

Chen Beishan was amazed.

At first, Chen Beishan thought that the founder of the Chen Clan, Chen Xinghe, was besieged by these seven people.

But this was only discovered in the first fight.

Except for Ning Xuanyuan, Ms. Chuandao who didn't make a move, and the unfathomable Emperor Shen Qing.

The others, in simple and crude words, are a bunch of scum!

Useless scum!

That is, the Vajra Taoist, who has some real skills...

"Come again!"

It's a long story, but it's just a blink of an eye.

The Lightning Dharma King quickly slowed down.

His face was gloomy, and he grasped the void with his palm, and squeezed out a magic weapon that was purple all over, with a simple aura, condensed by true energy.

"Student in martial arts?"

Chen Beishan was slightly surprised.

He himself was inherited through the system of the villain Immortal Emperor, so there is no pressure for him to be a fellow practitioner of martial arts.

But for these NPCs...

"I forgot, they now belong to the protagonist's camp..."

A thought flashed across Chen Beishan's mind, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he cut out with a single blow.

"rock!"

The thunder mark of lightning lingered in the void, collided with the oncoming long knife, and suddenly, there was a crisp sound of iron hitting, and the strong vibration made the thunder mark tremble.

"how is this possible!?"

Dharma King Thunder felt a dull feeling in his heart, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, "He and I are both half-step alchemy, why is his strength so terrifying?"

Logically speaking.

Those who are in the same realm should have the same strength in their body, that is, the power to split the air with a weapon, etc.

After all, the upper limit of this era is just so high, there is no way to change it.

For example, the same style of sports car has the same engine and the same power.