Chapter 652

Boom!

Huge smoke burst up in an instant!

The roar continued, and the cement marble rostrum trembled violently.

Ye Lantian almost couldn't control his body and fell.

Zheng Dongping, who has been injured, nearly rolled his eyes.

The dust and smoke are gone!

The high platform made of cement has been torn apart in the distance.

Meng xuanming, a pair of iron fists, defeated all the sword masters. He was covered with dust and his clothes were broken, but he was not as arrogant as before.

He Ying's eyes suddenly widened, and she couldn't believe it. It was the master of martial arts who defeated all the sword masters. Even Ling Yonghao was defeated by his opponent.

Ling Yonghao, who has been seriously injured, straightens up and stares at this incredible thing. His clothes are full of blood, but he ignores it. Originally, he thought that Han Zhen was just lucky to get some kind of martial arts inheritance, but he didn't expect that Han Zhen could take Meng xuanming, a martial arts master, to the ground.

Almost all the members of the sword group have a sense of disbelief.

All of them were seriously injured, but they still couldn't stop Meng xuanming. When he met Han Zhen, it was just a move, so miserable.

"You dare to hurt me!" Meng xuanming couldn't prevent it. He was so frustrated that he was furious.

Meng xuanming closed up for a few months and broke through the martial arts and Taoism master's realm. It was with high spirits that he became famous all over the world.

When you come to the sword, you will naturally crush the invincible.

I didn't expect to be beaten so miserably.

Meng xuanming was very angry. His hair almost stood up. When he stepped on it, the debris around him exploded. The whole person has appeared in front of Han Zhen again. "Unexpectedly, you can release your inner strength and turn your Qi into vigorous. Unexpectedly, you are young and can become a master to be!"

Meng xuanming did not believe that Han Zhen could become a master of martial arts, because it was too difficult. Even Duan Qingcang, who was invincible, could not become a master of martial arts when he was less than 20 years old.

Not to mention the boy in front of me.

Meng xuanming grimly smile twice, "but this time you attack me, but there is no next chance!"

When he clenched his fists tightly, they immediately became dark, and even a strange and boundless pattern appeared in the dark surface. With a deep sense of terror.

"This is Meng xuanming's Fuhu boxing, which is already the highest level of boxing skill..." Ling Yonghao was shocked. "It seems that this is the highest level in the legend. It can condense the gang and smash the rocks and steel! How can a person resist... "

Ling Yonghao thought that Meng xuanming was just lucky to break through to the master's level before himself, but he didn't expect that his opponent even succeeded in cultivating the highest level in the legend of Fuhu boxing. In this way, even if Ling Yonghao really breaks through as a martial arts master, he is definitely not Meng xuanming's opponent.

Even if Han Zhenshi displayed such excellent palms, Ling Yonghao could not believe that Han Zhen could win such horrible Fuhu boxing.

Meng xuanming clenched his fist to greet him. The mysterious pattern on his fist even made endless sparks in the air.

Just a move, there is a dull roar in the air.

When people look at each other, they lose their color.

Han Zhen frowned, "you dare not accept!"

Han Zhen gently clenched his right fist, as if holding everything in heaven and earth!

The sound of the air being crushed did not come out, and even the muscles of the palm did not vibrate for half a minute.

White fist, straight out.

Vientiane magic boxing!

Break the moon!