Chapter 136 Fist to Fist, Strength to Strength!

"Draw your sword!? You... are not worthy!"

Chu Yan shook his head, his face was calm, and he said.

"Hahaha…"

A large burst of wild laughter came from the direction of the Blue Clothes Sect of the Yundun Kingdom, and many blue figures had fallen to the ground holding their stomachs with laughter.

In their opinion, this Ling Tianzong disciple who played this time was definitely joking.

Immediately, all the Blue Clothes Sect disciples looked at Chu Yan as if they were idiots.

At this time, Lei Zhan's eyes turned like flying, looking at Chu Yan, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and then he quickly stretched out.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his sea of ​​consciousness, and when he finally thought of the answer, this cannon fodder was here to provoke himself, just to pave the way for the next opponent to appear.

In other words, the person in front of him is a dead man, and the person who appears behind him may be a very powerful disciple of Ling Tianzong.

However, does this tactic work for you?

Lei Zhan couldn't help but chuckle, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, his disdainful eyes swept to Chu Yan again, and he said,

"Very good, it's worth it to be arrogant once before you die! But, now, you... go to die!"

The murderous intent in Lei Zhan's eyes exploded, and then his iron fist was raised, the white infuriating qi entangled, and he punched out.

This punch was full of infuriating energy, with astonishing momentum, and bombarded towards Chu Yan.

"too weak…!"

Chu Yan's face was calm and his tone was arrogant.

Before, several disciples of the Blue Clothes Sect appeared, all of them were extremely arrogant and suppressed the Luoyang Kingdom. Now Chu Yan wants to return them all.

And... it's ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times back.

Because, I have this strength!

Seeing the opponent's punch, Chu Yan showed disdain, slowly raised his palm, and greeted him.

Lei Zhan's punch has at least 70% to 80% strength. It is amazingly powerful, full of true energy, and its strength is definitely not small.

bump!

However, the next moment, fists and palms intersected, and there was a muffled sound.

The movements of the two were completely stagnant, and everyone was stunned.

At this time, Lei Zhan's fist was held in Chu Yan's palm, unable to move forward any further, and was firmly held in Chu Yan's hand.

Including Lei Zhan, everyone was dumbfounded, their eyes widened, and they couldn't believe it.

how can that be!

He didn't even release his infuriating energy, and with just his physical strength, he blocked such an astonishing punch from Lei Zhan.

Moreover, the black-robed boy didn't even tremble from the beginning to the end, just like a strong adult who easily took the fist of a small doll.

easy! So easy!

"Okay, Senior Brother Chu is doing well!"

In the crowd, Su Xing and Sun Jie shouted excitedly.

All the disciples of the three major sects were all happy when they saw this scene.

Finally, a peerless genius finally appeared in the Luoyang Kingdom, a disciple of the Blue Clothes Sect who was obviously stronger than the opponent.

"How is this possible, Senior Brother Lei's fist was blocked by that handyman?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, it must be that Senior Brother Lei only used 20% of his strength... er, no, 10%, only 10% of his strength!"

"Is Senior Brother Lei fighting for three games in a row, his true energy is not enough?"

"Humph! Next move, that handyman is dead!"

"..."

In Yundun Kingdom, thousands of disciples were shocked when they saw that Lei Zhan's punch was blocked by Chu Yan.

Lei Zhan, the first among the following disciples of the Blue Clothes Sect Xiantian Realm of Yundun Kingdom!

The blue-clothed sect's designated core disciple has a special physique, natural divine power, and dual cultivation of body and soul. It can be said that they are definitely geniuses among geniuses. Since childhood, they have been shrouded in my halo.

But now, his punch was actually blocked by a boy from Ling Tianzong who looked like a handyman.

How can such a strange thing not surprise them?

at this time,

Lei Zhan also looked up at Chu Yan with a shocked expression, his eyes blazing with sharpness like a knife.

"Your name is Chu Yan? You are very good and qualified to fight me!"

The original disdain and contempt in Lei Zhan's eyes disappeared, replaced by a dignified look.

The punch just now, only he knows, the force used is definitely not less than 70%!

Immediately, Lei Zhan flipped his palm, and a pair of heavy pure iron gloves appeared, which he slowly put on his hands.

The pair of full-iron, spiked metal gloves looked like part of some heavy armor.

After wearing it on Lei Zhan's hands, his two fists look like two hammers with spikes!

"Xiantian Lingbao!"

Chu Yan was slightly startled, not because of the fist-shaped spiritual treasure, but because of the appearance of the pair of iron fists, which represented the hidden strength of Lei Zhan, which definitely seemed to be much deeper on the surface.

Looking up at Lei Zhan, Chu Yan said indifferently, "Qualification!?"

"Unfortunately, I don't think you are qualified to let me do my best!"

Hearing this, anger rose in Lei Zhan's eyes, and the infuriating energy in his whole body surged wildly.

Ah~~~!

Lei Zhan roared in the sky, and in an instant, the infuriating energy in his body reached its peak, his right hand clenched a fist, and a large cloud of white light suddenly appeared, which continued to condense and condense in front of his fist, and it grew bigger and bigger.

At the same time, behind him, a one-eyed giant slowly emerged, which was Lei Zhan's seven-star martial spirit.

Cloud Night Giant! The King of Power in Haotian Continent!

A martial artist possessing such a martial spirit is a powerhouse that can move mountains and seas, three to five times stronger than a powerhouse of the same rank.

At this moment, Lei Zhan was bathed in the light of the white martial soul, the muscles and infuriating energy of his whole body soared again, and his eyes brightened with white light.

"Three hits!"

After a loud shout, Lei Zhan's whole body zhenqi quickly rushed into the light group in front of his right fist, and then suddenly swung it out.

With this punch, Lei Zhan didn't hold back at all, and directly threw his strongest punch.

This punch, even the first-level powerhouse of the Innate Realm, dare not take it hard.

At the same time, Chu Yan, who was standing tall, flashed a gleam of light in his eyes, and the killing intent was immediately apparent.

Infuriated, Chu Yan suddenly stepped out with his right foot and raised his fist.

It seemed like a random punch, but after the punch force appeared, a deafening, rolling thunder sounded.

"Bafang is broken!"

Fist to fist, strength to strength, without a trace of skill, the two are a complete balance of strength!

boom! boom! boom! …boom!

The fists intersected, and the thunderous sound was like thunder. When the first sound was heard, the wind suddenly exploded, flying sand and rocks, and the dust and mist brought by the strong wind swept all directions.

Then, the second sound, the third sound...the eighth sound!

Like eight thunders, echoing in the whole sky, everyone was stunned, staring at the middle area that was completely shrouded in dust and fog.

Hundreds of thousands of people are all waiting, and there is not a single sound, except for the whine of the wind blowing away the dust and mist!

Gradually, the dust and mist dissipated, and a figure slowly appeared.

Elder Wu, Zhong De, Su Xing, Sun Jie, disciples of Lingtian Sect, disciples of the three major sects, tens of thousands of warriors of the Mad Bull Legion...

Everyone's hearts mentioned noise eyes, and their eyes were round and wide. As the figure became clearer, the eyes became bigger and bigger.