Chapter 4620

Zhang Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, pointed his fingers to his chest and said.

"It's my own boxing. Of course you haven't heard of it!"

"Self created fist technique?"

After hearing what Zhang Xiaofan said, Yang Tianqiong's face knew that it was only at this time that he finally showed a sense of relief. Then he shook his head with a bitter smile and said slowly.

"I can't believe it. I can't believe it..."

"Most of the martial arts that are powerful enough to shake the world are practiced by the ancestors who have been practicing for more than half of their lives. They just feel that they can create their own martial arts and skills on top of the Chinese martial arts."

"Only after that can it be handed down to the world through the painstaking continuous improvement of the predecessors and the posterity through the ages, and through the practical test of thousands of tempering."

"In today's Chinese practice circle, there are countless people who know how to perfect the martial arts, but few of them can really form their own school and create such a unique boxing style."

"For hundreds of years, it has been a military dragon, a Murong family, an invincible Murong family, an extraordinary mountain in Jizhou, a tyrant of the emperor, and a ruler of the Qin Dynasty."

"These are all self-made schools. They create their own skills and martial arts accomplishments. They are all people who can communicate with gods!"

"But among them, even the most gifted military God, long Qianzhang, only had an epiphany when he was 28 years old and created the unique skills of the dragon family."

Speaking of this, Yang Tianqiong's tone was a little, and his eyes fell on Zhang Xiaofan again. He continued to walk.

"And you?"

"You are only a weak champion this year, and you can achieve such a terrible state. It's really unprecedented and there will be no future."

"There is no difference between the past and the present..."

Yang Tianqiong's voice was unusually calm. He seemed to be murmuring in a low voice. He seemed to be feeling for the people present.

"I am Yang Tianqiong, defeated..."

Yang Tianqiong was silent for a long time, and finally spewed out these words from his mouth.

He said these words once and only once in his life.

That time, in the face of "overlord" Qin Zongheng, on the challenge arena, Yang Tianqiong said to him.

After that, Yang Tianqiong vowed that he would never lose to others in his life!

But this time, he failed again.

What's more, he lost more thoroughly than last time. The man who defeated him was just a young master in the year of weak crown!

Yang Tianqiong's voice has just fallen. He looks up to the sky and falls down. He dies with his eyes closed

A generation of venerable, die at this point -!

Zhang Xiaofan's smashing fist is as vigorous as a seal.

In that short moment, after breaking the flame wave of Yang Tianqiong's ChiYan fist, it directly penetrated Yang Tianqiong's body in a short moment, and the afterwave penetrated into his body, directly smashed his five zang organs, six Fu organs, eight channels and eight veins!

It can be said that from the moment Zhang Xiaofan beat out the smashing magic fist, Yang Tianqiong was already a dead man at that time

However, even if Yang Tianqiong's viscera and eight channels were smashed, the magic fist disappeared to nothingness.

After that, the reason why he insisted on saying his last words was that Yang Tianqiong built his own foundation, the strong cultivation of the golden elixir, and his decades of painstaking cultivation supported him to do this step