Chapter 906: July Style

The Xinggong, Miaoxue Temple, and even the rumored Qingxuan sect are all hidden sects of self-cultivation. They have been hiding from the world, and now they are ready to move. It is obvious that the aura of the sect's residence has dissipated. When they come out, they will definitely wanton Plundering the resources of cultivation, and the martial arts and magic circles also

Resources for cultivation are needed. Once these hidden sects appear, it will indeed be a crisis in the martial arts world.

Regarding the hidden door, only some martial arts sects and super families know some inside information, as for the others, they have never even heard of it. Yu Daoxin said: "I will tell you the details after the competition is over, but let's start the competition now. This martial arts conference must be attended by the younger generation. There are no rules. If you admit defeat or lose combat power, you will be judged as a loser, but Accidents are unavoidable in the game, if there are casualties

, must not seek revenge afterwards. "

"I'll come first. I, Pan Yingwu, still don't believe in the strong man on the Qingyun list."

Suddenly, a young man in martial arts uniform jumped out and stood on an open space. The young man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a sword-like figure, sharp and menacing. He was a young martial arts master.

"Isn't this the genius from the Pan family in Lingnan? I heard that he entered the grand master realm a year ago, and he is only twenty-five years old this year. He can be regarded as the proud son of heaven."

"That's right, we've only heard about those kings on the Qingyun Ranking, but we haven't seen them make a move yet. But I heard that Pan Yingwu challenged an old-fashioned master just like a master, and ended up with a tie. It shows that his strength is very strong." Same."

"I haven't exercised my muscles for a long time, let me try." On the other side, a well-proportioned young man walked out slowly, his eyes glowing brightly.

"Wu Yihan is ranked seventh on the Qing Yun Ranking!"

"so hot!"

"I heard that his Bajiquan can be ranked among the top three in Bajimen. I don't know if it's true or not."

Pan Yingwu looked at Wu Yihan and said with a sneer, "Wu Yihan, you are number seven on the list of Qingyun kings, let me see if you have the real stuff."

After all, Pan Yingwu's figure has quickly disappeared in place, and he punched Wu Yihan's face fiercely.

Wu Yihan looked calm, clenched his fists tightly, the true energy in his body surged out, a circle of smoke and dust formed from the soles of his feet, it was actually the last strike, the fists hit out at the same time, the speed was as fast as lightning, almost piercing through the air .

The air covered by those fists flowed backwards, covering the entire arm, like a sharp arrow.

The fists of the two clashed together, and there was a muffled bang. Pan Yingwu stepped back seven steps in a row. When he stepped back, he stepped on the hard rock surface, leaving footprints one inch deep.

Pan Yingwu's arms trembled slightly, and his bones seemed to be split apart by Wu Yihan's punch.

"I haven't hit enough, continue." Wu Yihan's mouth curled up into a smile, his figure disappeared in place, and rushed over again.

Although the two of them fought with punches and kicks, they exhausted all the true energy in their bodies. The air exploded and crackled, and everyone showed horror. Han is hardly on a level.

It's as if everyone is a student of Tsinghua University, your grade is the first, and his grade is the last.

Wu Yihan's Baji boxing technique made the air tremble, showing the pinnacle of martial arts skills, and his true energy was more solid than Pan Yingwu's.

"boom!"

Wu Yihan hit with a cannon fist, Pan Yingwu crossed his hands across his chest, but he was blown out and flew out, hitting the rock with his back, the whole rock cracked like a spider's silk, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth .

"I admit defeat." Pan Yingwu gritted his teeth, although he was not reconciled, but he knew that Wu Yihan hadn't exerted his full strength.

After a few tricks, Pan Yingwu was defeated, and the geniuses in the original families also showed their looks of dismay. The kings on the Qingyun list are not so easy to bully. It seems that this competition is just a battle between the kings on the Qingyun list.

But Zhuo Bufan, who was sitting cross-legged on the spot, frowned, looked towards the top of a mountain peak, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Standing on the top of the mountain was a man in green shirt, frowning slightly, "Hey, it seems that someone has found me? Are there any good people among this group of monkeys?"

"Come out together, Li Yang, Zhang Yesheng, Yu Ziruo, Zhang Yesheng."

Suddenly a faint voice sounded, and a handsome man with black jade-like long hair slowly came out from the crowd. He was slender, dressed in casual attire, and had a handsome appearance, like Pan An reborn. Braving the starlight, he covered his mouth excitedly.

"It's Young Master July."

"So handsome, it's the first time I've seen him in person."

Although there are women among the warriors, they are women after all, so they are excited to see a handsome guy, let alone a handsome and powerful King of the Qingyun Ranking.

Even Qu Yao and the two female companions around her were amazed at the same time. Zhuo Bufan looked at Qiyue, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he was an old friend with Qiyue, and the other party, like himself, had a hard heart to ask questions, so, although Zhuo Bufan didn't How much communication with him, but I can feel a little bit of myself from the other party

shadow.

Qiyue's expression was as cold as moonlight, her eyes were slightly sharp, and following his words, she swept across the crowd and said slowly: "You all go together, today I want the martial arts world to revitalize my Aixinjueluo clan."

Wu Yihan frowned, Chen Yanghao clenched his fists, Yu Ziruo's cold brows were picturesque, Li Yang's eyes were burning, and even Zhang Yesheng, who had the most gentle personality, had a hint of excitement in his eyes.

A word out of the mouth, almost 'enraged' these proud geniuses.

And everyone in the martial arts world on the entire mountain was in an uproar, Aixinjueluo. July actually wanted to challenge all of them.

"If you don't make a move, then I will." Qi Yuewei frowned, and slapped Wu Yihan with a slap, a golden dragon energy blurred into a dragon shape, with the sound of a dragon chant.

Wu Yihan suddenly raised his true essence, punched out, and hit the golden dragon energy, making the sound of metal impact, and he took a few steps back.

"Aixinjueluo is an ancient family lineage of the Dragon Kingdom. It is rumored that he cultivates the spirit of a real dragon. He is extremely rigid. He really lives up to his reputation." Wu Yihan gritted his teeth and stared at Qiyue with fiery eyes.

After all, in the era when shadows cannot be killed, they firmly occupy the title of the strongest king. Therefore, no one will underestimate the strength of July.

For a moment, Chen Yanghao gathered the yin and yang Taiji diagram in his hands, Zhang Yesheng's palms turned into yin and yang, and the purple was like a sword out of its sheath, cold and cold, Wu Yihan clenched his fists tightly to condense his fists, like sunlight, Li Yang from Leaping down from a high place, one foot fell like a hammer, and the air shattered.

"It's better to come together." Qiyue's eyes are fearless, like a king of the world, the real dragon's aura is rising on her body, and a golden dragon shadow about ten feet long looms behind her.