Chapter 905: July style

The 960th chapter of July style

The Star Palace, the Miaoxue Divine Palace, and even the rumored Qingxuan sect are all secluded cultivation sects. They have been unable to escape from the world. Now they are ready to move. Obviously, the spiritual energy of the sect resident is dissipated. Plundering resources for training, and the same martial arts and magic arts world also need resources for training, once these hidden sects appear, it is indeed a crisis in the martial arts world.

Regarding the hidden gates, only some martial arts sects and super families know some inside stories, 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 I will start the competition first. This martial arts meeting must be a younger generation. There are no rules. If you admit defeat or lose combat power, you will be judged as a loss, but Accidents are inevitable during the game. If there are casualties, there is no way to seek revenge afterwards."

"I'll come first. Pan Yingwu still doesn't believe in any strong person on the Qingyun list."

Suddenly, a young man wearing a martial arts uniform jumped out and stood on a clearing. The young man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a body like a sword, and sharp and striking. He was a year-old martial arts master.

"Isn't this the genius of Lingnan Pan's family? I heard that he entered the realm of grandmaster a year ago. He is only twenty-five years old this year. He is the proud son of heaven."

"Yeah, we only heard about the kings of the Qingyun list. We haven't seen them make a move. But I heard that Pan Yingwu challenged an old master just like a master, and finally drew a tie. It shows that his strength is not Same as usual."

"It's been a long time since I moved my muscles and bones, I'll try it." On the other side, a well-proportioned young man walked out slowly, his eyes glowing.

"Wu Yihan, ranked seventh on the Qingyun list!"

"so hot!"

"I heard that his Baji martial arts can be ranked in the top three in the Baji Gate. I don't know if it is true or not."

Pan Yingwu looked at Wu Yihan and sneered: "Wu Yihan, the seventh in the Qingyun King list, I see if you have real talent."

After all, Pan Yingwu's figure had quickly disappeared in place, and he slammed Wu Yihan's face with a punch.

Wu Yihan's expression was calm, clenched his fists, and the true essence within his body surged out, a circle of smoke and dust burst out of the soles of his feet, and it was actually the latter coming first, and his fists struck out at the same time. The speed was as fast as lightning, almost punching the air through. .

The air covered on those fists flows back, covering the entire arm, like a sharp arrow.

The two fists struck each other with a muffled sound. Pan Yingwu stepped back seven steps, and when he stepped back, his soles stepped on the hard rock surface, making an inch-deep footprint.

Pan Yingwu's arms trembled slightly, and his bones seemed to be cracked by Wu Yihan's fist.

"I haven't played enough yet, continue." Wu Yihan's mouth curled up with a smile, his figure disappeared in place, and he rushed in again.

Although the two of them fought with one punch and kick, they all used up their true essence, the air burst, and the sound of crackling, everyone showed horror. Although Pan Yingwu is in the realm of a master, he is in harmony with the martial arts. Han is hardly on the same level.

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

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

"boom!"

Wu Yihan smashed through with a cannon punch, Pan Yingwu crossed his hands to block his chest, but the whole body was directly "exploded" and flew out, hitting the rock behind his back, the whole rock cracked with spider silk cracks, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. .

"I admit defeat." Pan Yingwu gritted his teeth, and although he was not reconciled, he knew that Wu Yihan hadn't tried his best.

After Pan Yingwu's defeat with a few moves, the geniuses in the original family also showed sadness. The kings on the Qingyun list are not so easy to bully. It seems that this game is just a battle between the kings on the Qingyun list.

However, Zhuo Bufan, who was sitting in the same place, frowned, looked towards the top of a mountain, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Standing on the top of the mountain was a man in a green shirt, frowning slightly, "Hey, it seems that someone has spotted me? Is there anyone in this group of monkeys?"

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

Suddenly a faint voice sounded, and a graceful man with long hair like black jade slowly walked out of the crowd. He was slender, dressed in casual clothes, and handsome, just like reborn Pan An, many women had eyes. Braving the stars, covering his mouth excitedly.

"It's Son of July."

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

Although there are women among the warriors, they are women after all, so you can't avoid seeing handsome guys getting excited, let alone a handsome and powerful Qingyun leader.

Even Qu Yao and the two female companions around him showed amazing colors at the same time.

Zhuo Bufan looked at Qiyue with a faint smile on his mouth. He was considered an old friend to Qiyue. The other party had a hard heart to ask questions just like him. Therefore, although Zhuo Bufan did not How much communication with him, but I can feel a trace of myself from the other person.

Qiyue's expression was as cold as moonlight, and his eyes were slightly sharp. Following his words, he swept over the crowd and slowly said, "You all go together. Today I want the martial arts world to revitalize the I love Xinjueluo clan."

Wu Yihan frowned, Chen Yanghao squeezed his fist, Yu Ziruo cold eyebrows were picturesque, Li Yang's eyes were burning, even Zhang Yesheng, who was the most gentle character, had a faint excitement in his eyes.

In one sentence, these proud geniuses were almost ‘irritated’.

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

"If you don't do it, then I will do it." Qiyue frowned, slapped towards Wu Yihan, and a golden dragon gas fainted like a dragon, carrying the sound of dragons.

Wu Yihan suddenly lifted Zhenyuan, punched out, and hit the golden dragon Qi, making a sound of metal crashing, and the whole person took a few steps back.

"Aixinjueluo is an ancient clan in Lan Country. It is said that he cultivates the Qi of the True Dragon. It is extremely hard and well-deserved." Wu Yihan gritted his teeth and stared fiercely at July.

After all, in the era where the shadow cannot be killed, but firmly occupying 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 diagrams in his hands, Zhang Yesheng's palms turned into yin and yang, Ziruo's sword was unsheathed, the cold light was released, and Wu Yihan's fists were clenched with invigoration to condense his fists, like sunlight, Li Yangcong He jumped high and smashed his foot like a hammer, and the air shattered.

"It's better to come together."

The gaze of July is fearless, like a king of the world, the aura of the true dragon on his body climbs, and a faint golden dragon shadow of about ten feet appears behind him.