The years when I explored the fairyland

"Why do you want to fight me?"

The drunkard old man turned his body, stepped on his right foot with his left foot, and rose another ten feet in the air, avoiding the attack. The spreading shock wave also took him back.

To be honest, he just came out to watch the fun, and he was really not prepared to fight with anyone.

But as soon as he raised his eyes, he couldn't help but scream.

"Are you serious?"

Although Chu Zhou stood in the same place, his pair of flesh palms had already shown the color of gold and iron, and expanded more than twice, which seemed uncoordinated.

But it was this pair of flesh palms, or slapping, or smashing, or pointing, or clawing, the void slapped out unparalleled strength, chasing the drunkard old man.

It was because of his powerful light work and even more powerful body skills that he barely avoided it.

But he also clearly felt that there was a entanglement between the fists and palms, making his body more and more difficult to control.

"Boy, you asked for this!"

"Gangfeng Lieyue Seal, get down!"

The drunkard old man roared angrily, turned his body, and rushed forward in a shadow. He raised his hand and made a strange handprint, and slapped it in mid-air.

When the fist print appeared, a powerful internal energy surged out, forming a phantom like a big seal in the air, smashing down like an overwhelming force.

Boom!

Bricks and tiles were broken, beams collapsed, and even this floor was pressed down and torn into pieces.

And Chu Zhou was directly slapped into the attic and disappeared in the billowing smoke and dust.

After taking another sip of wine, Feng Yan shook his head and sighed: "Why? I say, why are you doing this? It must be uncomfortable to be hit by this blow?"

However, before he finished speaking, he saw smoke and dust rolling back, as if a giant beast was breathing, and there was a roaring sound: "This blow is quite interesting.

However, old drunkard, let's fight, you talk too much nonsense."

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the earth shook violently, and then, in the rolling smoke and dust, a figure rushed into the sky.

It was a terrifying body of nearly three meters, with muscles twisted like the roots of an old tree, and skin of gold and iron, like copper and iron.

Then, he punched in the air, and with a bang, the unparalleled force had already fallen on Feng Yan.

At this moment, Feng Yan really believed that the man in front of him was the man in the straw raincoat and bamboo hat.

But he reacted quickly, raised his hand, and sent out another seal, which collided with the force.

Then, in his horrified eyes, he suddenly found that his seal was actually on the verge of collapse.

In a panic, he added another seal, and only then could he barely block it.

At this moment, he no longer dared to be careless, and his eyes became sharp.

But looking left and right, up and down, the drunkard old man did not feel any internal energy flowing on Chu Zhou.

That punch and kick were just ordinary strength, but he had never seen strength so powerful, nor had he seen anyone use it so skillfully.

At this moment, he also became a little interested, suddenly raised his breath, turned his body, and directly hit Chu Zhou.

Flying into the air, another huge fist seal condensed with internal energy like substance, smashed down.

But this time, Chu Zhou also gathered all his strength, stepped a few steps in the air, and directly stepped on the air to explode, and the whole person rushed into the sky.

He swung his hands like hammers, and the cannon force was free, and there was another head-on collision with the fist.

Boom!

A loud noise shook half of Baisha City, and countless houses trembled under the shock wave.

But it was not over yet, and two figures were intertwined, colliding again and again. What could be seen with the naked eye was the concealing seals, which disappeared and appeared from time to time.

Accompanied by the air that was blown up, the air waves rolled like tides, and the whole sky had a tidal feeling.

And their fight disturbed the whole Baisha City.

Of course, it was also because their fight was too intense that it concealed a lot of other movements.

For example, Xu Cheng and his four people.

...

On the long street,

Xu Cheng stood with a sword, blood dripping down his clothes, and a pool of blood had accumulated on the ground.

There were countless wounds on his arms and body, even on his face.

From his left cheek to his forehead, if it was a little deeper, he would lose his eyes.

Who would have thought that a rough man like Ma Dayou would use an embroidery needle as a hidden weapon.

Of course, Ma Dayou was not doing well at this time, and he stabbed the long sword on the ground to stabilize his body.

But he was still cursing, and all kinds of dirty words kept coming, trying to break Xu Cheng's mentality.

But at this moment, in Xu Cheng's world, Ma Dayou had gone far away, and he didn't even feel much about his own injuries.

He thought of the first time he was injured, when a rogue broke into the Taoist temple in the middle of the night and cut his arm with a knife. In the end, it was the eldest brother who saved him.

That was the first time he felt vulnerable and powerless, and it made him escape instinctively.

But the eldest brother was right, in this world, in this world, if you don't hold a sword, you will die at any time.

He was sure that the opponent chosen by the senior brother must be one that he could handle.

But now, he was having such a hard time fighting against a gambler. He guessed that the senior brother would be disappointed, right?

He didn't want to, he really didn't want to!

He wanted to fight again!

"Boy, you dare to be distracted when fighting with me, you really don't know how to live or die?"

A broadsword reflected a bright light, from top to bottom, with the force of splitting Huashan Mountain, as if to cut Xu Cheng in half.

But a pair of hands, which did not look very strong and sturdy, closed their hands and clamped the back of the knife.

The violent force caused the bluestone slab under Xu Cheng's feet to suddenly crack, and the whole person was three points shorter.

But at this moment, Xu Cheng was gasping for breath, his entire chest was twitching like a bellows, and visible mist filled his mouth and nose.

Then, in the stunned eyes of Ma Dayou, Xu Cheng's thin body expanded rapidly, as if inflated, and turned into a nearly two-meter-tall, muscular strong man.

At this moment, the broadsword in his hand was like a toy. He took it casually, slapped it, and the blade shattered like fragments all over the ground.

Ma Dayou stared blankly, as if Xu Cheng, who seemed to have changed, stood in front of him, like a shadow covering him.

He swallowed hard, and said in a crying voice: "Can we, can we talk nicely?"

He was answered by a low roar: "Angry Dragon Overturning the River!"

Boom boom boom!

The fist broke through the air and hit Ma Dayou like a cannonball. In an instant, it seemed that countless palms bloomed together.

After a while, Xu Cheng collapsed to the ground, and the whole person seemed to be exhausted, but looking at the sky, he smiled happily.

Aside, Ma Dayou had become a puddle of mud, only the head was still intact.

Well, the eldest brother said that if you want to cut off the head, you have to keep it!

…

In another place, in the courtyard.

Fan Tiehu and Cui Hengfeng also fought to the limit.

I don't know where Cui Hengfeng learned martial arts, but he also has a good body-building skill, and his physique is not as strong as a human.

When he met Fan Tiehu again, it was really a tit-for-tat, and he was completely angry.

The two sides were like two trapped beasts, entangled, fighting, fighting to the death, and fighting to the death.

Until the end, Cui Hengfeng finally had the intention to retreat. He was still young and had a bright future. Why should he fight with others here?

When this idea came up, it spread like weeds in his heart.

Then, there was no more...

When masters fight, strength is one aspect, and state of mind is another. When Cui Hengfeng's mind was not firm, Fan Tiehu felt it.

Then, he did not hesitate to use his killing move.

"Roar!"

A roar, like a tiger roaring in the mountains, shook people's hearts. Cui Hengfeng trembled all over and stood stiffly on the spot, like a woodcarving or stone carving.

He looked at Fan Tiehu in horror, like a tiger going up and down, twisting his neck.

—— "Tiger Fist", killing move, tiger roaring in the mountains!

Perhaps everyone has their own strengths. Although Fan Tiehu only chose "Breaking Mountain Strike", in fact, "Tiger Fist" is the best boxing he has practiced.

It seems that he has mastered this killer move of "Tiger Roaring in the Forest" without realizing it, and now, he has made great achievements.

…

In another place,

On the antique street,

Yi Huai slashed Chi Shanghui's throat with a sword, and then swung it back into the sheath with a cool flick.

He won quite easily. Although Chi Shanghui, the gentleman on the beam, took the title of the deacon of Wenxiang Temple, his martial arts were really a bit sparse.

In particular, he himself is a power-type warrior, good at suppressing people with force, but when he met the monsters of Xuanzhen Temple, his so-called infinite strength seemed ridiculous.

…

In the last place,

Wei Fangjie also showed the "dominant body" form, pinching Zhuang Mengqi's head with one hand and slamming it to the ground desperately.

Amid the sound of "bang bang bang bang", Zhuang Mengqi was like a broken doll, letting him fiddle with it at will.

Wei Fangjie's mumbling also rang out: "You are so arrogant! You are so arrogant! I thought you were so powerful, but after my ultimate move, you were as weak as a dead dog."

"Hehehe, this feeling is so cool!"

...

In the air,

Chu Zhou really didn't expect that the drunkard old man actually had a secret technique.

Seeing that his seal technique was not at all in Chu Zhou's hands, he actually took the wine gourd directly, took a sip, and then suddenly sprayed it out.

The wine sprayed, combined with the seal technique, a bright yellow flame ignited out of thin air, spreading half of the sky.

-Secret technique, spit fire!

His fire was not as blazing as the red lotus fire, nor did it have the characteristics of a bone-attaching ulcer, but it burned very long, as if it could drain the oxygen wherever it passed, forcing Chu Zhou to quickly move out of the area and breathe deeply.

However, Chu Zhou already had experience in dealing with the red lotus fire, so this time it was naturally no problem.

With both fists waving, the surging power was released, and a series of tornadoes spread out in all directions.

The flame was stirred by the tornado and turned into a fire tornado that soared into the sky. In this dark night, the half-sky sky was extremely bright.

It looked good, but it couldn't burn anyone, so the damage was naturally very limited!

However, when the drunkard old man was about to drink again to attack, Chu Zhou waved his hand and said, "Okay, Senior Feng Yan, let's just try it out. There's no need to risk our lives like this."

The drunkard old man Feng Yan looked at him, paused for a moment, and finally swallowed the wine.

But he raised his head, tilted his red nose, and said, "You forced me to use a killing move, and you said it was just a try?

Who would believe it?"

Chu Zhou kept smiling, but smiled without saying anything.

The drunkard old man's smile froze, and asked, "Did you use nine points of strength?"

"Seven points!"

Instantly, Feng Yan's expression collapsed!

The first update is here!