"Bang!" The air waves surged and exploded. Zhong Bai laughed loudly. The tiger was waving with Taiqing Banner. His right hand opened and closed. Each move was the power of breaking gold and stones. Two black and white tangled qi lights on his arm were then sucked and spitted, and all the moves of Ma Bolong and Yang Qihou were transformed.

Ma Bolong danced in red robe, and a pair of fleshy palms raised flames of foot high. He shouted loudly, took a step forward, slapped his left palm, followed by his right palm, and the power of his palms merged into one place, and the fire waves rolled and rushed towards Zhong Bai like a frenzy.

Yang Qihou was unwilling to fall behind, and the Dahao Ming Bell buzzed and whistled, and wisps of black mist flew out from it, tangled around his legs. The light and shadow suddenly changed, one kick after another, kicked seven kicks in an instant, kicking towards Zhong Bai from seven directions.

Zhong Bai was not surprised but happy, and smiled and said, "What a Red Wood Divine Palm and Qiyan's legs change. It's been a long time since they've been fighting so well." His right palm met Ma Bolong. With a "boom", the fire waves burst, and the heat blew. Two black and white rays of air on his arm flowed into his palm. Then he shouted loudly, and forced Ma Bolong to open, and he didn't stop. He swept the Taiqing Banner in his hand and beat Yang Qihou a few steps back.

This man can still gain a little advantage by fighting against two. Ma Bolong and Yang Qihou looked at each other, and at the same time, he thought that this man was indeed the number one madman in the Zhong family, and his ability was indeed amazing. If he didn't take some real skills, he would be unable to suppress him.

Yang Qihou hummed lowly, held the Dahao Ming Bell in his palm, his fingers overlapped, his dantian shone brightly, and his robe was full of wind-blown. "Huh!" His hands rushed, hitting the side wall of the Dahao Ming Bell, and suddenly thrust into a man-high black bell, slamming towards Zhong Bai.

Zhong Baiqi said, "This is interesting, I'll try it." He slapped his right palm and hit the black clock violently. He suddenly felt a huge force rushing towards him like a mountain and a mountain. The collision made his arms numb and his bones hurt. He took a breath of air conditioning, took a step back, and his competitive temperament immediately came up, shouting, "Go back to me." His right hand was standing in front of his chest, and a layer of light yellow light appeared, rotating in the palm of his palm, and he shouted softly, hitting the huge black clock again.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" Dahao Mingzhong sounded loudly one after another, spinning rapidly, and flew against the air mass in Zhong Bai's right palm, exploding one after another.

The ground under Zhong Bai's feet could not withstand this pressure, and it shattered like a spider web half a foot, and then was smashed by the flying air waves, turning into dust and scattered.

Yang Qihou did not expect that Zhong Bai had such great power to dare to fight against Da Hao Mingzhong head-on after gathering his energy. He made a gesture in his hand, and another wave of air merged into Da Hao Mingzhong.

Zhong Bai could no longer resist it, and the light of the qi in his palm weakened a little. He was forced to retreat three feet by Dahao Ming Zhong, leaving a long shallow hook on the ground.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Bai laughed: "It seems that I can't underestimate you anymore." His left hand threw the Taiqing Banner in the air, and slowly rotated his head. His left hand had free time at this time. He hit the Dahao Ming Bell one after another, slapped the Dahao Ming Bell with a loud bang, and the rotation speed slowed down.

Every time Zhong Bai clapped his palm, Yang Qihou's face turned pale. When he reached the fifth palm, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He could no longer bear it and suddenly took back the Dahao Mingzhong.

Zhong Bai laughed: "Have you had enough fun? Now it's my turn." He dragged out two black and white rays of air with his hands, and slapped Yang Qihou several feet apart. Before he could disappear, one palm came again. The five palms were like huge waves surging, rushing towards Yang Qihou layer by layer.

Yang Qihou had just taken back the Dahao Mingzhong, and before he could exhale his chest, he saw the five palms pushing over layer by layer, and shouted loudly, insisting on taking his five palms.

The three of them are all used to fist and foot, fierce and domineering. No one is willing to avoid or retreat. When they meet such an opponent, even if their bones are broken, they have to bear it.

Fire waves rushed forward spiraling, hitting the air waves that Zhong Bai slapped out one after another. The flames exploded and flew around like fireworks. Seven fire waves rushed forward one after another, which eliminated Zhong Bai's offensive. Even so, Zhong Bai's offensive had already rushed to six feet before Yang Qihou.

Ma Bolong said in a muffled voice: "Ma is not talented, I am willing to take your master's trick." His palms separated, and with a "huh", his whole body was covered with red flames, and his hair was burning and dancing. From a distance, it looked like a burning iron tower. Ma Bolong's figure shook, like a burning meteor, rushing towards Zhong Bai.

Even though Zhong Bai was arrogant, he was full of vigilance when he saw this scene. He shot out his left palm from afar, and the true power suddenly exploded in the sky, like a fire snake running backwards, approaching Zhong Bai quickly.

It turned out that the flames on this guy's body could trigger a true power explosion. A ray of inspiration flashed quickly in his mind. Zhong Bai's sleeves rolled up, leading the explosive firepower elsewhere. He didn't dare to use true power anymore. Seeing Ma Bolong attacking, he shouted: "Shajia takes you a palm."

The true power condensed and flowed around in the body, facing Ma Bolong's right palm. Ma Bolong's remaining momentum was not weak, and his left palm hit him violently again.

The hot wind blew, and Zhong Bai's sleeves were on fire. He felt a stream of hot and unstoppable magma rushed into his body along the meridians of the palm. It was hot and fierce, and even his mouth was dry. The more dangerous the situation was, the more it could inspire his competitive temperament. He did not retreat but instead advanced, and laughed: "I still have some ability, see how I did this move."

He slapped his right palm and rushed straight to Ma Bolong's chest.

Ma Bolong was shocked. Zhong Bai fought against both hands with one hand. He could pull out one and immediately hit Zhong Bai's head and chest and other vital positions. But he would be seriously injured by Zhong Bai's palm. At that time, both sides were injured and no one could get it. But his life was at stake and he did not dare to take this strange risk. In an instant, he had already figured out the gains and losses. Ma Bolong cursed: You, a lifeless madman, immediately retreated and avoided Zhong Bai's palm.

Everyone around them was shocked and shocked to see the evil path. They naturally knew the skills of Ma Bolong and Yang Qihou. They were all the best in the evil path. Unexpectedly, Zhong Bai was so amazing that he defeated two masters one after another.

Zhong Bai laughed loudly, and had already bullied himself. His true energy was restrained and he did not show any chance of being burned by Ma Bolong. He opened his fists and feet and slapped Ma Bolong with one palm. He drew a circle in the air and gathered his strength and hit Yang Qihou again. Before the two of them could breathe, their fingers changed, and they suddenly became claws and fists, which hit the vital points of both sides. The two of them were forced to resist. A storm-like attack made them beat the two without any power to fight back, and they could only retreat in a mess.

The two of them secretly complained that fighting alone may not be as good as Zhong Bai, but even if they can't win, they will have to tie the game. Now it was Zhong Bai who took the lead and another desperate pursuit. The two were passive and had no chance to fight back at all.

Zhong Bai became more and more happy as he fought, his chest was filled with blood, his hands were intertwined, and he drew a big circle, just like Tai Chi Yin and Yang pattern. He shouted: "Come here!" The black and white rays of air all over his body were intertwined, as if two black and white giant pythons were hovering around his body, dancing back with his palms, and suddenly a powerful suction force was generated, sucking the two inch inch.

Ma Bolong exclaimed: "The Great Technique of Liangyi!" He wanted to stop his body, but he was moved inch by inch.

Zhong Bai laughed: "That's right, I achieved a little success half a year ago, so I happened to use you to take action." The left palm slashed down, and he had already taken a step forward, followed by his right palm, and then took two steps forward. The distance between the three was only five feet.

Zhong Bai suddenly let out a long roar, and the air waves rolled and rushed. Two black and white air rays circled rapidly around the three of them, creating overlapping air waves and squeezed into it.

Ma Bolong and Yang Qi Hou Rujue were in the center of the vortex of the Abyss of the Angry Sea, surrounded by spiraling waves, pressure like mountains, and the squeezed skin was like waves, which almost made them breathless.

A white light flashed in front of him. Seeing Zhong Bai reaching, Yang Qihou hurriedly raised the Dahao Mingzhong to block it. However, the matter was hasty, and his whole body's skills were less than 50%. A white giant snake rushed towards him in his chest, "Boom!" Yang Qihou's blood was surging, and his chest was blocked. He turned five or six times, and then he barely stopped. Then he let out a "wow" sound and vomited blood.

Zhong Bai and Ma Bolong fought hard for five or six palms, laughed and said, "You are really capable, take my move." His arms rotated and pushed the black light over.

The white light disappeared and the pressure suddenly decreased by 50%. Ma Bolong was able to spread his hands and feet, buzzing and laughing angrily: "Whether you have the ability is not your final say." The flames in his body surged, like a huge fireball, and the meridians were clearly visible. Tiny fire lines were wandering all over his body, looking extremely strange. Ma Bolong shouted: "Flowing clouds and starlight!"

"Boom!" All ten feet in a radius turned into a sea of ​​fire. In this range, the evil disciples were covered in fire and ran around in a scream. They were extinguished by the people behind them. When they saw it, they were shocked. In this short period of time, the man's skin and hair had been burned to pieces. Even if they could be rescued, they would be a useless person for the rest of their lives.

Those who are knowledgeable immediately recognized it. This move of Liuyun Starlight is the two-injury spell of Yan Yi's sect. It can be said that "one move will be used, both will be injured." This move is to stimulate the maximum potential in the human body, consume more than 80% of its true power, and make the last move with a fierce offensive. However, the move is too overwhelming and it is also extremely harmful to the human meridians. It is necessary to cultivate for three months afterwards, so it must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

An old man sighed: "If this move continues, I'm afraid the two of them will be divided into life and death. Even the one who is alive will have to be seriously injured and unable to heal."

The evil people around looked at the center of the burning sea of ​​fire. A huge ball of fire wrapped the two of them. From time to time, a faint black and white air flashed inside, and then was engulfed by the burning sea of ​​fire. Suddenly, Ma Bolong shouted loudly, and the surrounding sea of ​​fire quickly rolled back and rushed into the fireball. "Hulala" surged with the storm, like a huge ferocious beast flapping its teeth and claws.
Chapter completed!