"Under the Fu Hu boxing, there is no reason to surrender!" Meng xuanming's big punch.

On the right arm, there was nine roars.

The nine roars made Ling Yonghao's mind uncertain. Because this is the most powerful move in Fuhu boxing: Fuhu nine changes.

The killing tactics that have been lost for more than 50 years have exploded nine times and been strengthened nine times, which can not be countered by manpower.

Meng xuanming smiles. Under the nine changes of Fu Hu, it is enough to break anyone's bones, even if he is a martial arts master.

This is because congealing Gang is as strong as iron and stone. It's just a killing move to smash the inner strength of master Wudao, and it's also the strength of Meng xuanming's victory over master Wudao. Han Zhenman, however, is only a master to be at most, which is not enough to be afraid of.

Han Zhen's face remained unchanged.

No matter how invincible I am, I'll fight with my own fist!

The endless Qi in breaking the moon is gathering in Han Zhen's fist.

Han Zhen didn't even use the silver blood in his body!

However, the white fist has become the hardest artifact in the world.

Click!

The sound of the crack sounded.

Spread!

Han Zhen took back his fist.

So, no one can understand what happened.

Like Meng xuanming, he stood still.

Ye Lantian's face moved, as if he had guessed something.

Fang Tian did not understand what had happened.

Han Zhen turned and walked back, although the pace is light, but pressure in everyone's heart, "now, there are people to stop me?"

As soon as his voice fell, Meng xuanming's right arm and fist, the dark surface and the condensed vigorous Qi, spread like a crack in porcelain and cobweb.

Bang!

Flesh and blood!

Red fog!

Dodo dodo!

The solid ground, the broken flesh and blood, stimulate the road potholes.

The rubble is flying.

Even if Meng xuanming could break the fist of iron and steel, he also showed his bones.

Without a word, Meng xuanming fell on his knees and lost consciousness.

Silence!

Silence!

It seems that there is no language for people to talk and describe.

Han Zhen frowned. Under the breaking of the moon, his strength cascaded. Even if his opponent condensed his vigorous Qi, he could not stand the killing move of the all powerful boxing.

After all, no matter how magical the so-called Fu Hu boxing is, it can't compare with Han Zhen's skill.

"Not enough?" Han Zhen said.

For Han Zhen, the position of the so-called sword leader, he has lost some patience!

"Enough! That's enough Fang Tian is already ecstatic. "Leader Li Jian has been identified as Han Zhen's income. Does anyone have any opinions?"

"No comment!" In the sparse voice, all the members of the group expressed their opinions. Because it's a great honor to be able to defeat a strong martial arts master and serve as a team leader.

If you can be instructed by such a strong person, you will surely benefit all your life. Everyone understands the value of this.

He Ying's expression wavered, as if she didn't believe this scene.

Ling Yonghao looks sad, because Han Zhen is so young, but he can defeat the martial arts master, far better than himself.

However, because of the damage of the essence, I'm afraid I will never have a chance to see the martial arts master again in my whole life.

One up, one down! Has become a natural moat!

Han Zhen does not value the position of the so-called leader of the sword. What he values is the help he may give his parents. For this reason, Han Zhen does not mind and Huaxia each other. After all, Huaxia is the place where I came from.

Ye Lantian suddenly said, "I have another idea! Since Meng xuanming is going to be the chief group leader, he calls. But if Mr. Han wins, Mr. Han should be the leader of the group! "