"Those who commit me will be far away. You Yang Tianqiong is no exception-!!!"
"I have already spoken very clearly before. Word of mouth is spread among people, saying that the Supreme Being is like God."
"That being the case, then I will kill a **** to see today!"
Zhang Xiaofan's words fell, his clothes were hunting and hunting, and a flowing black hair was dancing freely in the library against the wind, showing a domineering spirit!
"Uh-!"
Zhang Xiaofan's right fist is completely wrapped by the power of the unique and real element in the sky, exuding a terrifying atmosphere of horror. The entire fist emits a pale golden light, and the whole body is extruding. Horror, as if the true God is coming!
"This fist is called Body Crushing God Fist."
"Today, use your blood to sacrifice me to martial arts-!!!"
A majestic momentum began to spread rapidly around the center of Zhang Xiaofan, stretching hundreds of miles.
The wind is blowing, the ground is cracked, the skin is rolled—!
"Smash the fist-!"
Zhang Xiaofan yelled loudly, his clenched right fist pulled back violently, and the whole person was pulled into a bow shape from head to toe, just like a strong gōngnǔ full of strings, and his right fist was his potential. The crossbow is ready to go!
He didn't have any flash of fancy in this circle. He went straight, opened and closed, using the purest physical power combined with the true elements in his body.
The sound of a powerful sonic boom is endless, directly smashing the sky, tearing the air, like a heavy cannon, going forward!
Yang Tianqiong was a hundred feet away from Zhang Xiaofan, but it was only a short moment that he felt the horrible force of mountains and rivers oppressing in his direction, and the air seemed to be completely frozen at this moment!
Countless airflows were madly pressed into a single point, and Yang Tianqiang was like the amber fossil, and the seal was firmly in place. He couldn't even move a finger.
All the retreats in the surroundings have also been killed by that majestic boxing fist, and the vast boxing fist is completely sealed. Everywhere you can see the squall wind formed by Zhang Xiaofan's fist boxing.
"This ... how is this possible ?!"
In a short span of time, Yang Tianqiang's pupils suddenly opened to their fullest, and his eyes were filled with the kind of despair and horror that only the dying man would have.
Life and death are often just one thought.
He Yang Tianqiong stretched across this Qianzhou continent, and the two provinces of Nanyun spent more than tens of years. In his lifetime, he stepped into the foundation of the realm. After the cultivation of His Holiness Jin Dan, he lost countless masters and powerful men.
But he has never been like he is today, feeling that he is so close to death!
It seems that the fear of death will fall on him in the next second! !! !!
This feeling of distance passing by death, even when it was a year ago when he fought with Qin Zongheng, Yang Tianqiong did not have such a heavy, fearful state of mind as he does now.
"Monster ... this must be a monster ..."
At this moment, Yang Tianqiang suddenly believed that the boy in front of him was absolutely a humanoid monster.
It's just the age of the weak crown, but it has such unpredictable terror forces, and the power of a punch is so terrible to such a degree ...