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    "Old guy, take another punch from me!" Yang Hong flew into the air without touching the ground, black light flashed, and his fist shot out of the air. His true energy surrounded him, and he was extremely powerful, comparable to a ferocious beast.

    Yang Hong only had a strong body to be able to fight against the lame old man. He had preemptively struck before and one move worked. The lame old man was still surprised. He didn't stop at all and struck out again. His punches were like waves, continuous and continuous.  Every punch is exerted with all the strength, which can break the boulder.

    "It's a small skill, kid. Even if you can attack my body-protecting Qi, your skills will stop here. I will teach you today. Only strong cultivation is the foundation of everything. There is an abyss between you and me.  !" The lame old man's face wrinkled, as dry as an old tree, and he sneered suddenly. He moved his steps and avoided Yang Hong's countless fists in a blink of an eye.

    The crippled old man used his footwork, which was mysterious and mysterious. He took a step forward like a leisurely cloud and flowing water. He was walking leisurely. Yang Hong could be called a powerful and domineering bombardment, but he hit the air repeatedly, destroying the trees that stretched up to the sky. Snowflakes splashed everywhere, and the lame man  The old man's legs were uninjured.

    "What a mysterious footwork!" Yang Hong was shocked, but his fists continued uninterrupted, and the true energy seemed to never be exhausted. The Demonic Star Foundation Building Technique moved on its own, absorbing the energy of the stars and turning it into true energy.

    "Hmph, boy, let's see how long you can hold on!" The lame old man was at ease. As soon as he moved his steps, Yang Hong's fist was dodged in an instant.

    Poof!  With more than a dozen breathing exercises, Yang Hong had already landed nearly a hundred punches, but he was still vigorous and full of energy.

    This is the strength of the demon star's body. The lame old man's expression gradually became serious. Although it was easy for him to dodge the attack using his footwork, he could not withstand such a toss. He originally wanted to consume Yang Hong's physical strength and wait for an opportunity.  He was sure to kill with one strike, but Yang Hong was like a crazy beast. Once he got the upper hand, he would not stop. His punches were like dense rain, and no one dared to stop him even if he was at the peak of his cultivation.

    Yang Hong¡¯s fist can attack the body-protecting Qi with overwhelming force. The lame old man was tricked by Yang Hong before, leaving a bright red fist mark on his chest. No matter what, he did not dare to try it easily.

    You must know that the lame old man is already sixty years old. Although he has reached the peak of human transformation, he still cannot withstand the erosion of time. His physical strength is not even comparable to that of ordinary human transformation monks, let alone Yang Hong, whose physical body is unparalleled.  Young and strong, with enough energy capital.

    " If he shows his true strength, he will be able to capture him. However, Yang Hong's life cannot be taken away for the time being. He must be forced to hand over the five-color narcissus. This is the most important thing.

    "Old guy, you're scared!" Yang Hong smiled coldly, seeing clearly that the lame old man's physical body was his fatal weakness, and his offensive power was even more unscrupulous. His true energy was being replenished all the time, and he was not afraid of consumption at all.

    With one punch he broke a towering tree, and with one kick he smashed a hard boulder. Yang Hong was like a ferocious beast that never tired, wreaking havoc. The lame old man remained unscathed, and his steps were extremely mysterious.  An old face, but as deep as water, obviously full of hatred in his heart.

    The lame old man was a strong man at the peak stage of human transformation. He stood on one side and stamped his feet, making the whole Luo Shi Town tremble. At this time, he was dragged into such a situation by a mere Qi Hai monk and couldn't even kill him.  Killing made him almost crazy, and he was furious, and even more depressed.

    Chu Lang and the other two Chu family disciples were stunned and couldn't believe this scene.

    "This, this, what's going on? A senior figure of the Mo family was forced to this point by a Qihai monk! He could only dodge and didn't even have a chance to take action! How is this possible?" Chu Fei  , an ordinary disciple of the Chu family, his face was full of shock, his mouth was wide open and he could hardly close it.

    "It's his physical body, which is so powerful that it's unfathomable. It's comparable to a person becoming strong. Haha, if this continues, I'm afraid this lame old man, the supreme elder of the Mo family, will be exhausted by him, or even beheaded.  , it¡¯s all possible!¡± Another Chu family disciple, Chu Yang, also took a breath of air, and then burst into ecstasy.

    Only after Chu Lang was shocked, there was a hint of solemnity on his face, and his eyebrows were furrowed, obviously seeing something.

    "Boy, you're looking for death!" The lame old man dodged again, furious. Yang Hong's fists were densely packed, showing no sign of exhaustion. He finally couldn't bear it anymore, opened his mouth wide, and let out a loud roar. The huge amount of Qi flowed like a river.  The embankments burst, the water poured out, the clothes puffed and fluttered, and the gray hair danced wildly.

    "Sure enough, it is so easy for a person to become a strong person and reach the peak. This old dog is going to use his real methods!" Chu Lang's face changed drastically. The true energy in the distance was overwhelming, covering him in layers. He was nearly fifty feet away.  Everyone can feel the pressure, which is comparable to the collapse of a mountain.

    Yang Hong only felt that the crippled old man's momentum suddenly increased in an instant. His rickety body suddenly grew several meters taller and more powerful. Suddenly he stamped his feet, causing snowflakes to fly everywhere, and dead branches to avoid him, and he suddenly stepped out.There was a deep footprint, reaching up to the knees.

    "Boy, aren't you physically incomparable and tireless? I'll tear your bones apart!" The lame old man's face was gloomy and terrifying. He stopped using his footwork and received a punch. Then he swiped with his big palm.  Qi covered his arms, which were slightly thicker, and suddenly hit Yang Hong.

    The situation took a sudden turn.

    Yang Hong couldn't react at all, so he was violently slapped dozens of feet away by Guanghan's big palm. He fell to the ground and was beaten into a human-shaped hole.

    "It's really scary for a person to become a strong man. The reason why the elder of the Mo family was killed by Yang Hong probably accounted for 90% of his luck. He was too careless! If this lame old man slaps Yang Hong, I'm afraid he will be in trouble  "Missing." Chu Lang and the other three were deeply shocked. The true combat power of a strong man was five times that of a monk in the body protection stage, and ten times that of a Qi Sea monk. The power of one palm was earth-shattering, killing Qi.  Sea monks are like chopping melons and vegetables.

    What's more, this lame old man is still an old monster who has reached the peak of human transformation for an unknown number of years. He is even more powerful. With a slap, he reverses the situation and beats Yang Hong until he does not know whether he is alive or dead, and sinks into the ground.

    "Boy, don't pretend to be dead. Your body is no better than that of a human being turned into a monk. This slap will not kill you!" The lame old man raised his step, which was ten feet away. He stepped closer to Yang Hong and fell.  There, facing the pit, he smiled coldly.

    "He's not dead?" When Chu Lang and the other three heard this, they gasped at the same time. The lame old man's words were surprising. With such a powerful slap, could Yang Hong still be alive?

    Sure enough, as soon as the lame old man finished speaking, a black shadow shot out and rose into the sky from the hole in the ground. However, the lame old man sneered repeatedly. He had already accumulated enough energy and pressed down with another palm. It was like a mountain pressing down on the top, and the wind was blowing away the remaining clouds.

    bump!  Yang Hong rushed out and met the ferocious palm of the lame old man. With an unparalleled palm, he was driven into the hole again with a rumble.

    This slap splashed out a large stream of blood in the cave, and Yang Hong was seriously injured again.

    "Boy, come out, or I'll bury you alive!" The lame old man was sure of victory. Yang Hong was hit by two palms. Even if he didn't die, he would never be the same as before, and his fighting power was greatly reduced.

    There was no sound in the cave, and there were bursts of silence. The lame old man frowned slightly, then smiled sternly and stamped his feet. The earth trembled and banged. The hole made by Yang Hong's body was surrounded by soil, mixed with ice and snow, and began to go down.  deep.

    "Run away, Yang Hong is dead, this old dog is going to bury him!" Chu Lang no longer had any hope and made a decisive decision, calling Chu Fei and Chu Yang, and he was about to run away.

    "Juniors of the Chu family, after watching this good show for so long, it's better to stay and bury it together!" Naturally, the lame old man would not let the three of them escape. He turned around, waved his big sleeves, and puff puff, three pieces of ashes came out.  The vast field of stones was divided into three directions and intercepted Chu Lang and the others.

    The three people fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

    "Old guy, die!" Yang Hong's voice came out coldly the moment the lame old man turned around, and a black shadow rushed up again.

    "Humph, boy, I have known for a long time that you will not die and have been on guard. This time, I will completely suppress you! Force out the whereabouts of the five-color narcissus!" The lame old man repeated his old tricks and pressed down with his palm again. Suddenly  He frowned, and the black shadow shot out. It was light, only one part, and smelled of blood. It was a severed arm.

    The lame old man pressed out his big hand and used all his true energy, unable to take it back. With a pop, the broken arm turned into a rub of blood powder.

    "Boy, you are so cruel, you even gave up an arm!" The lame old man was shocked and distracted.

    "Death!" Yang Hong's voice came again, and with a bang, a fist wrapped in dark true energy penetrated the palm of the lame old man's hand. His body-protecting true energy was attacked by Yang Hong's true energy.  It was like there was nothing underneath, unable to resist, and even his entire palm was shattered.

    "Ah! My hand." The lame old man's physical body essence and blood were declining. With his true energy exhausted, his palm couldn't even withstand Yang Hong's punch and was shattered into pieces.

    The man turned into a peak powerhouse, but under Yang Hong's tricks and seduction, his palm was shattered into a ball of flesh and blood. This achievement was even more terrifying than the previous lucky kill of Mo Changgang, when the man turned into a monk.

    This is a person who has transformed into a peak powerhouse. He has been immersed in his own cultivation for decades. It is unfathomable. It is by no means an ordinary person transforming into a monk. It can be compared with the same.

    Yang Hong soared into the sky and fell to the side, half-kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood and looking pale. His left arm had been broken before and his shoulder was injured. This time, the sleeve was empty, had been cut off, and he was lame.  The old man crushed it.

    "Boy, you actually destroyed my palm. If I don't kill you today, I will never be a human again!" The lame old man was completely furious. One of his palms was destroyed, which made him lose his mind. When he came back to his senses, his face was full of ferocity.  , powerful infuriating energy burst out,Unparalleled, the sky covered the moon, and a cold murderous intention finally spread.

    Those who become the peak of people and the real outbreak of combat power are not a monk at all, which can compete. Even the body of Yang Hong's magic star, the mysteries of merit, and the gap between the realm still cannot be filled.

    "Die, even if the head of the family blames me, I will kill you to pay homage to my palm!"
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