The fist print broke through the sky, and countless thunders intertwined, as if a ball-shaped lightning flashed across the sky, making the sun in the sky pale, bringing out a long light tail, and the roaring thunder sounded endlessly.

The pressure was like a mountain, sweeping across all directions, the sky was shaking, almost torn apart, the terrifying waves surged, and a deep gully was plowed out from the broken battle platform, and countless gravels turned into powder.

Zhan Wudi punched a thunder and lightning punch with one punch. The divine power was so powerful that it was divided into the Heavenly Man boxing technique, which made everyone terrified. Even Master Shikong and Wu Canghai both shrunk their pupils, their eyes were horrified, and they did not dare to snatch their edges.

Zhan Wudi's punch can kill the Grandmaster!

A gap in realm level is the absolute crushing of strength. It is impossible for Master Shikong to kill Zhan Wudi, because Zhan Wudi is a martial saint, almost like an immortal. His body and heaven are in harmony, and his body and Tao are in harmony. He can use the power of heaven and earth for his own use. He can destroy the sky with his hands, and he can destroy the earth with his head.

"What a powerful boxing technique! Boy Ye is dead now." Someone was amazed.

"It's worth dying. Who made him so arrogant and arrogant!"

"Young and strong, talent is easy to lose! No arrogant person has a good ending. He thought that if he could kill Shi Baitian, he would be invincible in the world. However, he didn't know that Shi Baitian was just a normal place in the list of martial arts masters. He ranked in the middle, and ten or a hundred were not enough to see the battle invincible."

"That's not. What kind of existence is Zhan Wudi, and he can offend him? That's the Invincible God of War thirty years ago. A rare martial arts genius in the world. Not to mention the secular world, even the Hidden Sect can come and go freely. If it weren't for the Old General Xiao coming out of the mountain, no one in the country could have managed him."

"I heard that it was not that General Xiao didn't want to kill him, but that he couldn't kill him, so he let this person run away."

"Thirty years ago, the old general Xiao and Zhan Wudi were not much different in their realm, so it was really not easy to kill him."

"Even the old general Xiao can't kill Zhan Wudi, but this boy Ye said that he wanted to kill Zhan Wudi was simply a big deal, and he was spraying dirt all over his mouth."

...

The face of Wuya Zhenren also became solemn. His Tiangang Five Thunder Palm and Zhan Wudi's Thunder Fist have the same effect. They both use the power of thunder and lightning to kill the enemy, but they are not at the same level at all. Compared to his Tiangang Five Thunder Palm, his Tiangang Five Thunder Palm is like playing house. Of course, it is mainly because his palm technique is insufficient, and Zhan Wudi's boxing technique may have reached a great or even complete state.

At this moment, Zhan Wudi's punch did not exert ten thousand strength, but its power was extremely terrifying!

"The boxing and Taoist priestry of Yinmen is indeed extraordinary, and it can be comparable to the unique skills of Zhenzong in Longhu Mountain!" He was shocked.

"I don't know how my master broke the move!"

...

Guan Weiwei bit her teeth tightly and didn't dare to look at the battle stage. She was afraid that she would see Ye Tian's blood was blown into the sky with a punch, which would be a terrifying memory that he would never have ever lost in his life.

"Oh, it's over!" Guo Bao sighed.

Zhao Wendong shook his head gently, feeling a pity for Ye Tian. A young master who is rare in a century, a peerless talent, is about to die before he grows up.

Shen Qingyue's eyes were flowing, her eyes were shining, her figure was graceful and slender, as if a lotus came out of water, her white and moist face was very calm, and she said to herself, "You are not xan, what can you do without being fooled? Now even the gods can't save you."

Wu Hongtao was happy and smiled terrified, waiting for the moment when Ye Tian was bombarded.

...

At this moment, on the battlefield, facing the fierce punch from Zhan Wudi, Ye Tian looked calm and smiled slightly, as innocent as a child.

All of them were in a panic. His small universe had not yet exploded and his momentum had not risen. Many people began to wonder if he was Master Jiangnan Ye and whether he was a fake.

"Are you scared? Suppressed by Zhan Wudi's momentum, the small universe will not explode?"

Some people have made such speculations.

He was not anxious, and many people were anxious for him, as if they didn't want him to die too cowardly, or simply wanted to see what kind of power a young master could burst out.

"Master Ye, aren't you taking action yet?" Someone couldn't help but scream.

"Okay!" Ye Tian looked in the voice, cracked the corners of his mouth, and replied faintly.

Everyone was speechless.

He finally took action, raised his slender arm suddenly, and his white hand became a fist, and then punched out with a sudden punch.

call out!

The slightest sound of breaking through the air.

"Ah, this...?"

"What kind of fist technique?"

"Is the legendary little pink fist?"

"The two fools at our village head made a punch much better than him."

"Is this, the young master? Who sealed it?"

...

There was no raging wind, no roaring sound boom, and no punching marks. His punch was light and weak, as if it was a small fist that a child was waving.

Simple and clean, without any fancy straight punch!

The whole audience was in an uproar!

Taunt, disappointment, shock,...

All kinds of negative emotions are coming, and the saliva that is sprayed can drown people.

boom!

A shocking roar sounded, and the thunder and lightning fist that Zhan Wudi swung and Ye Tian's fist hit one place.

One is as big as a millstone, and the other is just an ordinary fist, which is ten times and twenty times different, forming a sharp contrast.

The lightning fist seal is powerful, even a main battle tank can be smashed into iron slag. Ye Tian's small fist...

Everyone can imagine the next scene with their eyes closed. Someone will have blood splattered nine feet away, and it is very likely that the corpse will remain and even the soul will become a scum.

“Huh?”

"What is that?"

"Ah, it's so dazzling!"

...

Everyone was shocked and could not believe the scene in their eyes because it was different from what they imagined.

Even Zhan Wudi exclaimed, "How is that possible?"

As soon as Zhan Wudi's thunder and lightning fist touched Ye Tian's fist, a golden light suddenly surged out from Ye Tian's fist tip, like a dam breaking a dam, and the waves swept out, surging over the sea, endlessly sweeping everything.

Ye Tian's fair fist also changed in an instant, as if a layer of gold powder was applied, with golden light shining and dazzling light, making people dare not look directly at it.

The golden battle energy was surging, and even the vacuum was shattered. Zhan Wudi's thunder and lightning fist seal was blocked instantly and did not explode. Instead, it was wrapped in three layers of inner and three layers of outer walls like a silkworm cocoon.

When Ye Tian punched another fist force, a terrible scene happened. It was like the sky turned around and went up to the sky. The thunder and lightning fist seal wrapped in golden fighting energy was actually knocked away and flew backwards, like a cannonball that was out of the box and rushed straight to the invincible.

"This, this, this…?"

This is simply untrue, and everyone was stunned.

The void was torn apart, making a sharp sound.

Because the Thunder Fist Seal is too fast, it turns into a droplet shape, dragging its long light tail like a comet.

The cone-shaped sonic boom wave was still on the tip of Ye Tian's fist. The main body of the fist had already swept in front of Zhan Wudi, and it was suddenly at a speed of sound several times because of its speed too fast.

Zhan Wudi's pupils shrank, and he was shocked and could no longer remain calm and composed.

At several times the speed of sound, even if he was a Martial Saint, he could not dodge, so he could only punch out and try to break the fist with his fist.

The Thunder Fist, like the Tiangang Five Thunder Palm, requires a process of preparation to perform.

In the flash of lightning, Zhan Wudi had no time to brew a thunderbolt punch, and could only use an ordinary punch.

boom!

Although there was no sound effect of Ben Lei, his punch also made a sound roar, killing the Grandmaster was no problem.

"Fist strength!"

"shrink!"

"oscillation!"

Ye Tian shouted loudly, and the golden iron fist suddenly retracted. The thunder and lightning fist seal wrapped in gold fighting energy suddenly contracted sharply, from as big as a millstone to as big as a fist, shining brightly and as bright as the sun. When his golden iron fist oscillated at high frequency, the golden fist power in the air resonated and also oscillated at high frequency.

The Thunder and Lightning Fist Print that Zhan Wudi made was extremely powerful and extremely terrifying. After Ye Tian used his golden fighting spirit and fighting boxing skills, it increased several times, and its power was comparable to a heavy blowout.

boom!

Zhan Wudi's iron fist hit the thunder and lightning fist seal wrapped in gold war energy, making a shocking sound. His punch seemed to be a lead, detonating a heavy blow-up.

Time froze in an instant, the world seemed to stop, without a blast or vibration, and in a moment there was a devastating fluctuation sweeping the whole audience, as if the scene of the end of the world.

Gods fight, mortals suffer!

The terrifying power had not yet fully exploded, and everyone in the audience felt it.

That is the breath of death!

However, what will happen in an instant is so short that most people can't do anything. Only some masters who are sensitive enough and have quick enough can react and flee immediately.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

The Grandmaster's seat leaped out one by one and ran faster than a rabbit.

boom!

However, a figure flew into the sky, carrying a golden Zen stick in hand, and slashed it with a stick, sweeping out a golden sky curtain. The sky curtain was like a sport, hanging down, just separating the stage from the bottom of the stage.
To be continued...