Chapter 225

"Broken!"

Shen Hongfeng is the body of God and devil. His fists are wielded at the same time. His fierce internal power is no longer reserved. His fists burst out suddenly, and the heaven and earth above the Lijiang River are in a state of complete silence. Shen Hongfeng's two fists not only carry the internal force of rigid iron casting, but also all the extreme forces in his body are concentrated in the two fists. The two fists add up to each other. Even the ten immortals will be directly crushed by Shen Hongfeng's fist.

"Boom!"

Shen Hongfeng's fist blew on Ye Xuan's huge golden top, and a loud noise suddenly shocked all around.

The river water at the bottom of Ye Xuan and Shen Hongfeng suddenly rioted, like a miniature atomic bomb, which suddenly exploded a huge water curtain similar to the shape of a mushroom.

Shen Hongfeng's figure was covered by the huge water curtain, which others could not see clearly, but ye Xuan's golden top, which seemed unstoppable, was also scattered in an instant.

Standing outside the huge water curtain, ye Xuan had no waves in his eyes. He stood with his hands down, and had a supreme bearing like a master of heaven and earth, which made countless onlookers break their hearts.

This new cultivator, who is not as famous as Shen Hongfeng, really has the strength to rival Shen Hongfeng.

"Wow!"

With the huge water curtain falling, Shen Hongfeng's figure like a little giant has been exposed. At the moment, Shen Hongfeng's face is very blue, no longer as indifferent as before.

All the onlookers immediately raised their eyes and saw that many immortals had their pupils shrink.

Shen Hongfeng's body is as strong as steel. He has the power and ability to tear down tanks with empty hands. Even an ordinary immortal can't hurt Shen Hongfeng with all his strength.

But now Shen Hongfeng's hands are covered with scars. Drops of red blood are dripping down Shen Hongfeng's fingers and falling into the Lijiang River.

Shen Hongfeng is injured!

This is the first time that someone was injured and bleeding in the decisive battle between xianzun and Shen Hongfeng.

"To kill the emperor of boxing, in my opinion, it's just a false name. Eighteen years ago, there were so many immortals in China who were defeated by you. I can only say that they were not in the class!"

Ye Xuan said to Shen Hongfeng with a light smile.

Ye Xuan's words can be described as contempt for Dou Wanli and the one eyed old man.

You Chinese immortals all have a change of face, with a burst of anger, but there is no way to refute.

Ye Xuan's amazing fighting performance at the moment has proved that ye Xuan is also firmly on the throne of a generation of top experts like Shen Hongfeng. Although they are immortal masters of China, they are really a bit out of fashion compared with Ye Xuan.

At this time, ye Xuan did another action that made everyone dumbfounded.

Despite Shen Hongfeng's murderous eyes, ye Xuan calmly takes out a packet of cigarettes from his arms, lights a cigarette, and holds it in his mouth.

"This..."

Countless people watching and cultivating immortals were shocked. In this kind of summit duel, ye Xuan even smoked calmly, which was unique before. Even Longgang, the capital 18 years ago, did not dare to be so big in the face of Shen Hongfeng.

Seeing ye Xuan's action, Shen Hongfeng's anger has reached the point that he can't contain himself. This is his contempt for Shen Hongfeng.

"Shen Hongfeng, before you fight me this time, I still have some hope for your strength and your Huangsha boxing. I think I can fight you happily. But in the present situation, I was wrong before!"

Ye Xuan looks directly at Shen Hongfeng. In his eyes, the cold light flickers. Ye Xuan's tone is even more arrogant.

"With only one Shen Hongfeng, I need only one hand to defeat you!"

"Wow

When ye Xuan said this, no one could keep his inner peace any more. They all thought Ye Xuan was crazy.

Shen Hongfeng, the most powerful Chinese immortal cultivator, almost defeated all the Chinese immortals eighteen years ago. Only Long Gang can win. Ye Xuan, the most powerful immortal cultivator, even talks wildly that he can defeat Shen Hongfeng with only one hand?

Even if ye Xuan has the upper hand, it is far from crushing Shen Hongfeng. How can ye Xuan be confident?

"Well, Mr. Ye of Jiangnan province said that he was very arrogant. He was really good!"

Dou Wanli snorted coldly and couldn't help but sneer. Dou Wanli didn't believe that. Could Shen Hongfeng be defeated with one hand? I'm afraid Longgang can't do it?

"It's always too young to say such arrogant words!"

The one eyed old man was also dissatisfied with this and shook his head gently.

Fang Qingqing's hair is fluttering. Among so many people present, I'm afraid she is the only one. Fang Qingqing believes what ye Xuan said, because from the beginning until now, ye Xuan has done everything he said.

Shen Hongfeng laughed angrily: "Mr. Ye, after I showed my strength, you dare to say such crazy words. I really don't know... Should you say you are ignorant or that you are not afraid of tigers?"

Shen Hongfeng licked the blood on his fists, and the blood in his eyes became more intense.

Ye Xuan was unmoved, holding the cigarette in his left hand, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

"Next, I'll play with you with one hand!" Ye Xuan grinned, his smile was evil and full of provocation to Shen Hongfeng. "If I use any more hands and feet, you and I will lose this battle!"

"You! What are you talking about? "

Shen Hongfeng's eyes are wide open. Ye Xuan's words really insult Shen Hongfeng.

"You are looking for death!"

Shen Hongfeng suddenly burst out to drink. His body, like cast iron, soared into the air and broke the Lijiang River.

Shen Hongfeng was in the middle of the air, and then he smashed his fist down.

Ye Xuan was spewing out a ring of smoke, motionless, neither attacking nor defending, just waiting for Shen Hongfeng's attack to fall.

"What does he want to do?"

Countless onlookers were puzzled.

"Since you, Mr. Ye, want to die, I will help you. I will never stay this time!"

Shen Hongfeng's killing intention surges, and he seems to have seen the scene of Ye Xuan's defeat falling under his own arrogance.

"Boom!"

Shen Hongfeng's no cast fist falls down and hits Ye Xuan's left shoulder.

At the foot of Ye Xuan, a huge pit was suddenly sunken, and the mud at the bottom of the Lijiang River was also stamped with a huge fist.