The country romantic little doctor king

"die!"

With this punch, Luo Zhizhong had no reservations. It seemed like a punch could shatter mountains and rivers, and he had the courage to be unstoppable by all enemies.

The moment the fist exploded, you could clearly hear the muscles and bones in his body ringing together, making a crackling sound, like a blacksmith shop.

The three-headed and six-armed Rakshasa form appeared behind him again, full of the aura of killing.

Compared with the Rakshasa form just now, this Rakshasa form is not only larger, but also more vivid and concrete, giving people a lifelike feeling.

"Let me go, this Rakshasa Dharma is a bit awesome. Could it be that Master has achieved a breakthrough?" A Rakshasa Sect disciple exclaimed.

The other disciples also looked shocked.

In fact, not only the Rakshasa Faxiang, but also Luo Zhizhong's physical body swelled, every inch of muscle swelled, and the muscles were as big as dragons, like a body refiner.

There was also an inexplicable surge of power, like a mountain or a sea, filling his whole body, as if he had taken some magical elixir, which increased his strength several times in an instant.

This force even rushed out of the body, shaking the surrounding air with ripples like shock waves.

"Hahaha, breakthrough, I finally made a breakthrough." Luo Zhizhong burst out laughing.

He never dreamed that today's battle, where he was repeatedly pressed to the ground and rubbed, would allow him to break through the mid-transformation level.

A small increase in realm brings about a surge in strength several times.

Luo Zhizhong felt that his punch could break the world.

Taro Amamiya's pupils shrank suddenly, his expression ferocious and terrifying.

At such a moment, fear actually arose in his heart.

The fear of death!

But Luo Zhizhong fell from the sky and blocked all his escape routes, so he could only bite the bullet and withstand the blow.

The key was that his chest was sunken, and Chen Yang's punch caused him serious injuries. And Luo Zhizhong made another breakthrough on the spot.

As one goes and the other goes up, the gap in strength between the two becomes huge.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the two fists suddenly collided together.

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and large amounts of dirt and smoke rose up from the spot, as if there was a sandstorm.

Invisible air waves rolled up and turned into shock waves that swept in all directions, like a scourge, almost destroying the Yun family's courtyard wall.

In the dust all over the sky, there was only one figure standing proudly.

The other figure has disappeared.

"Master!"

"Hahaha, the leader wins!"

"The leader is mighty, but the Japanese devils are nothing!"

"Father!"

……

There were bursts of cheers from the Rakshasa Sect disciples in the field, and they were all excited.

Soon the dust dispersed, and the figure in the smoke was indeed Luo Zhizhong. He stood upright, his robes fluttering and hunting, and his hair fluttering, giving people a feeling of standing on top of the sky, as if nine heavens and ten earths. He alone is supreme.

This is the power of the middle stage of transformation!

The scornful eyes looked at Chen Yang inadvertently. He no longer had the slightest fear, and was even eager to try.

The breakthrough in realm and the surge in strength gave him the illusion that he could compete with Chen Yang.

And Yun Jinxiu, he really doesn't want to give up this beautiful body to him, not even his son, he must enjoy it for himself and use it to break through the realm.

Because the feeling of increased strength is really great.

Without the Tianmei Body, it would have been at least twenty years before he broke through to the late stage of transformation.

With the Tianmei Body, the time can be shortened by at least half.

It may not be impossible to get a glimpse of the martial arts realm in the future.

Looking away from Chen Yang and looking at Yun Jinxiu, Luo Zhizhong couldn't help but twitch his tongue, feeling greedy again in his heart.

"Strange, where did that Japanese guy go?" Yun Jinxiu said with a puzzled look on her face, not knowing that she was being treated as prey.

"Isn't the answer obvious? It must have been exploded by my father's punch. It turned into blood mist, mixed with smoke and dust, and dissipated." Luo Yushan looked at Yun Jinxiu and said with a faint smile.

His eyes were filled with admiration again, and finally this woman could belong to him again, because he had made a breakthrough.

"Boy..."

Just when he was about to say threatening words to Chen Yang, Chen Yang retreated.

But suddenly, Chen Yang slapped him and shouted out.

Rumble!

As he exhaled this palm, the strong wind roared, and a giant palm of golden light with a diameter of one foot suddenly appeared in the void, covering the sky and the earth.

The giant palm of golden light is filled with the aura of indestructibility and immortality. It is like the Pantian Seal sacrificed by the ancient god. It has infinite power and makes people feel terrified.

Tiangang Disha Mahamudra!

In everyone's horrified eyes, Chen Yang's slap did not hit anyone, but hit an open space in the courtyard.

Everyone looked puzzled, wondering what this kid was going to do.

There is obviously nothing in that empty space.

At this moment, a muffled sound was heard, the clearing suddenly opened, and as the dirt flew, a figure rushed out.

"Damn it, how did you find me?" the figure said in shock.

Hiss!

Everyone was stunned as the figure was none other than Taro Amamiya.

This is embarrassing. Taro Amamiya was not blasted by Luo Zhizhong and turned into blood mist. Instead, he escaped into the ground through the earth escape technique.

Master Luo suddenly blushed. He was pretending too early. He didn't even know that Amamiya Taro had escaped from under his grasp. He thought he had been shot into a blood mist.

Taro Amamiya thought he could get away with it and sneak away through earth escape, but he never expected to be discovered by Chen Yang.

Not to mention that Chen Yang had awakened his divine will, but even without his divine will, he had nowhere to hide underground just by relying on his golden clairvoyance eyes, and he was just like a living target.

The palm print has not yet arrived, but the falling coercion has enveloped Amamiya Taro's body, as if he was in a quagmire, with his hands and feet bound, making it impossible to escape even if he wanted to.

The giant palm of golden light was like a heaven-turning seal, compressing the void until it was distorted, leaving only chaos wherever it passed.

For a moment, Amamiya Taro saw nothing else in his eyes, only a huge light palm filling his field of vision, crushing him with the force of destroying the world.

Headmaster Luo watched from the side, feeling frightened and thinking that if he and Taro Amamiya were exchanged, there would be no chance of survival from this attack.

This is not ancient martial arts at all, nor is it Taoism. This horse riding is an immortal method!

Although it is rumored that the inheritance of the immortal cultivator has been interrupted and there are no immortal cultivators in the world, if someone says that Chen Yang is an immortal cultivator, Luo Zhizhong will be the first to raise his hands in agreement.

A palm can produce such a special effect, as if it were struck by a god. What is he but an immortal cultivator?

"My life is over!"

A desperate thought instantly appeared in Amamiya Taro's mind.

There is no way to resist!

"Your Excellency, please keep someone under your command. Can you give me a small favor and let me, an unfilial son, live?"

What no one expected was that at this critical moment of life and death, a voice suddenly came.