Amid the shout of "Jiang Cheng against Feng Zhanyuan" by Little Linggong Feng Qing, Jiang Cheng jumped onto the competition stage with a relaxed look on his face, bowing to Feng Zhanyuan not far away to invite the battle!

Seeing that Jiang Cheng took the initiative to invite the battle, Feng Zhanyuan raised his eyebrows and wanted to go to the stage.

But at this moment, a member of the Baihun tribe rushed to Feng Zhanyuan, pulled Feng Zhanyuan over and whispered a few words.

These few low whispers made Feng Zhanyuan frown, and he looked unhappy.

But it can be seen that even with Feng Zhanyuan's pride, he had to bow slightly and whisper. This scene made Ge Xiong and others suddenly have countless associations.

"This time, you're lucky!" Feng Zhanyuan leaped onto the martial arts competition platform and whispered this sentence without thinking. His body shot out and his palm shadow shot towards Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng was not showing any weakness at all. He roared wildly, and rushed out like a silver wolf, using the Silver Wolf Ghost Kill to kill Feng Zhanyuan together.

"Cold Moon Palm!"

"The flow goes down!"

"Bang!"

The fist shadow was about to break out, and Jiang Cheng and Feng Zhanyuan flew back at the same time. Jiang Cheng stepped back five steps in a row, but Feng Zhanyuan only took four steps and stabilized his body.

In the first round of confrontation, Feng Zhanyuan had a slight advantage!

"Your cultivation is not only the sixth level of Chengen Realm?" Jiang Cheng's face changed when he stood still.

Although the power of the first style of the Fighting God Fist is the weakest among the three styles of the Fighting God Fist, it is not something that warriors of the same level of cultivation can easily take on. This has been verified in Hu Xiangshan and Xiang Ying.

Feng Zhanyuan's mouth showed a hint of pride, his figure shook, and his body was immediately covered with a thin layer of inspiration.

"Half a year ago, my cultivation level had already reached the seventh level of Chengen Realm!" Feng Zhanyuan said proudly.

"The body-protecting spirit light?" Ge Xiong, who was watching the battle, immediately became much more serious. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the spiritual power gap between the first level of cultivation level.

The same level of fighting soul skills are used in the hands of warriors at the seventh level of Chengen Realm, and their power is completely different. Moreover, when their cultivation level exceeds the seventh level of Chengen Realm, they can trigger the body-protecting spirit and protect the whole body, greatly increasing their defense ability.

It can be said that warriors at the seventh level of Chengen Realm have almost overwhelming advantages over warriors at the sixth level of Chengen Realm. It is difficult to challenge more than level!

"However, your combat power is not weak, and it is worth my full battle!" As he spoke, Feng Zhanyuan's body-protecting spirit light once again rose, and the terrifying spiritual pressure surged towards Jiang Cheng in an instant.

Feng Zhanyuan's palms were attacking Jiang Cheng like a shadow of flowers. The palms hit faster and faster. As he waved, a faint water shadow actually condensed from the shadow of his palm.

"Water Meteor!"

With the loud shout, countless blue palm shadows came towards Jiang Cheng's wall. In an instant, Feng Zhanyuan actually shot out hundreds of palms. The moment he approached Jiang Cheng, hundreds of palm shadows instantly condensed into one piece, falling towards Jiang Cheng, blocking all the retreat routes of Jiang Cheng, leaving Jiang Cheng with the only way to resist.

"The soul-striking skills of the Baihun clan, the soul-striking skills of the Baihun clan!" The moment the Shuixuexing appeared, the face of the clan leader Ge Xiong changed drastically. Shuixuexing is one of the three major tribal fighting skills of the Baihun tribe, and is famous. He has suffered a lot of losses under this Shuixuexing.

"Hmph!" Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his body twisted like a spirit snake.

As his body flashed, countless palm shadows rubbed against Jiang Cheng, but when the front, back, left and right were blocked, a palm shadow instantly struck Jiang Cheng in his chest.

Feng Zhanyuan was immediately overjoyed, turning virtual into reality, and his spirit surged. Hundreds of palm shadows condensed into one palm, slapped towards Jiang Cheng on his chest.

With one palm, all the viewers were disgusted. If this palm was slapped, even if Jiang Cheng did not die, he would be seriously injured. The Huli clan, who had been expecting Jiang Cheng to suffer losses, wanted to applaud when he saw this scene.

"Bang!"

Feng Zhanyuan's palm was thunderous and powerful, and the wolf slapped Jiang Cheng's chest. The moment when the strength was poured into Jiang Cheng's chest, Feng Zhanyuan couldn't help but be overjoyed.

But in the next moment, Feng Zhanyuan's face suddenly changed.

He clearly sensed that when Jiang Cheng's chest fluctuated, ninety percent of the strength of his palm was transformed into all directions by cleverly removing the power.

"Nine flashes of spiritual power!"

Looking at the nine spiritual lights suddenly spreading like snakes in Jiang Cheng's chest, the little Linggong Feng Qing stood up suddenly, staring at Jiang Cheng with his eyes tightly, his face full of unconcealed surprise.

"How is this possible?"

As for Ge Xiong, the leader of the Geshan tribe, he had already become petrified at this moment, "Nine Snakes Flash, Complete Realm..."

When everyone was shocked, Jiang Cheng on the competition stage was not stopped at all. The power of Feng Zhanyuan's palm was removed by nine percent of the spirit snake, and most of the remaining 10 percent was blocked by Jiang Cheng's leather armor. Although the remaining part of the force was strong, it only made Jiang Cheng's chest feel a little stuffy.

The next moment, Jiang Cheng's Dantian Linghai suddenly turned over and over, and a large amount of spiritual power surged out like waves. Before the fist was released, the rumbling sound of waterfalls had already exploded around Jiang Cheng.

"You can try to take me and try it!" With a loud shout, Jiang Cheng punched out.

Thousands of waterfalls!

With one move, Jiang Cheng was the strongest move of the Fighting God Fist of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Thousand Levels of the Th

At this moment, the appearance of Shi Dahu, who was beaten into a useless man by Feng Zhanyuan, suddenly flashed in Jiang Cheng's mind.

Without any hesitation, Feng Zhanyuan gently stamped his palms and took Jiang Cheng's punch.

"Hmph, but like..."

Feng Zhanyuan, who had just taken Jiang Cheng's palm, only spoke, and his face changed suddenly. Jiang Cheng's spiritual power, wave after wave, was like a raging flood, and continued to impact without any gaps.

Like waves, like waves!

In an instant, Feng Zhanyuan only hit one punch, but it was like he hit hundreds of punches!

While there were endless cracks, Jiang Cheng's Thousand-Level Domineering Powerful Aura actually exploded one blood after another on Feng Zhanyuan's shoulder through his arms.

In an instant, Feng Zhanyuan's figure flew backwards uncontrollably.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Cheng rushed up and chased him reluctantly. A waterfall broke out and burst out, intending to end Feng Zhanyuan's life.

With the power of that punch just now, if Jiang Cheng's punch was hit hard, Feng Zhanyuan would be almost unlucky.

Everyone on the stage was still in extreme shock, but the little Linggong Feng Qing, who had just stood up, suddenly exploded all over his body, and even the chair behind him was blown to pieces. He rushed towards Jiang Cheng and Feng Zhanyuan like lightning.

The moment the figure rushed out, he roared like thunder: "Beast, how dare you!"

I have to say that Feng Qing, the little Linggong of Baihun tribe, is absolutely unpredictable. With all his strength, the distance of a hundred meters will stop in an instant.

The moment Jiang Cheng's fist hit Feng Zhanyuan's chest, he gently inserted it between Jiang Cheng's fist and Feng Zhanyuan's chest, blocking Jiang Cheng's fatal blow.

But even if it was not hit, Feng Zhanyuan was still vomiting blood by the spiritual power of Jiang Cheng's punch.

Almost at the same time, Feng Qing, the little Linggong, who had already reached the Spirit-Devouring Realm for many years, kicked out like lightning. The moment he kicked Jiang Cheng away, he waved his hand and picked up Feng Zhanyuan, who had been seriously injured.

The spiritual power between Jiang Cheng's waist and abdomen flashed nine times. Jiang Cheng almost used all his strength to activate the spiritual power nine times, barely taking the kick that Xiao Linggong Feng Qing casually kicked.

But even if the spirit snake's nine flashes removed 90% of its strength, with the combat power of the little Linggong Feng Qing and that 10% of its power made Jiang Cheng retreat continuously, feeling so uncomfortable that he was about to vomit blood.

Almost at the same time, the little Linggong Feng Qing, who had clearly investigated Feng Zhanyuan's injuries, stared at Jiang Cheng like an angry lion. The light of the body surged up and down with his breathing, and actually locked Jiang Cheng directly with his momentum.

"Beast, your vicious heart has actually destroyed Yuan'er's arms!" A thunderous shout made everyone present feel ache in their ears.

Everyone in the audience finally figured out what was going on.

However, it was the little Linggong Feng Qing who was eager to protect his calf. At the moment of Feng Zhanyuan's life and death, he rushed to the competition platform desperately and saved Feng Zhanyuan.

This scene made Hu Zhenjiang of the Huli clan so angry.

You can save your own son, but he can only watch his son die tragically.

What makes Hu Zhenjiang most uncomfortable is that he is now extremely resentful to Xiao Linggong Feng Qing, but he is extremely eager to Xiao Linggong Feng Qing kill Jiang Xing.

This feeling made Hu Zhenjiang feel uncomfortable and want to vomit blood.

At the same time, Ge Xiong, the leader of the Geshan tribe, burst into light all over his body, but when he rushed to the competition stage, his body stood firmly as if he had been nailed, and he did not dare to take a step forward at all.

No, because the angry little Linggong was like an angry lion, his spiritual power locked Jiang Cheng tightly. If he rushed in recklessly, his aura would sense it, and he might cause the little Linggong to explode and take a terrible attack on Jiang Zheng.

It was precisely because of this that Ge Xiong stopped tightly.

Jiang Cheng was also extremely uncomfortable at this time.

The little Linggong Feng Qing's spiritual power was locked in, as if he was pressing a mountain above Jiang Cheng's head, and he was about to crush Jiang Cheng's backbone.

Under this terrifying spiritual power, Jiang Cheng's war soul Blood Tooth Pig King suddenly lit up, and the four war soul beads were crazily absorbing the spiritual power in the dantian to fight against this terrifying spiritual power.

Under this terrifying spiritual pressure, the spiritual power in Jiang Cheng's body was quickly activated at an unprecedented speed and consumed at an unprecedented speed.

It was just a breathing effort, and Jiang Cheng was sweating all over his body.

Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and stubbornly, slowly raised his head and said, "On the martial arts competition stage, life and death, no matter who can die, who can't hurt you?

Feng Zhanyuan, you are just a fucking coward!"

The moment Jiang Cheng said this, he felt that his whole body was extremely refreshing and transparent.

Almost at the same time, the little Linggong Feng Qing, who was angry with Jiang Cheng, suddenly looked fierce, "Little beast, so brave!"

When he shouted angrily, the real spiritual power came to his face again like waves.

Just under the suffocating spiritual power, Jiang Cheng's spiritual power was instantly at its limit. Almost at the same time, Jiang Cheng faintly heard a light sound in his body. The bottleneck of cultivation that trapped him was broken under this extreme pressure!

In an instant, a series of surging and boiling spiritual power happily gathered towards Jiang Cheng's dantian Qi Sea. Jiang Cheng's aura, which was originally extremely weak in front of the spiritual pressure of the little Linggong Feng Qing, suddenly exploded rapidly at a cheerful speed.

"Breakthrough?" Ge Xiong, the clan leader who was fully alert and ready to take action, suddenly stopped.

Almost at the same time, in the palace in the distance, Bai Ce, the great spirit master sitting in front of the spiritual light bead, suddenly stood up and said in surprise: "Can you break through in this situation?"

Bai Xiao, who was shocked and was so scared by the scene just now, said even more horrified: "Grandpa, this Jiang Cheng is too terrifying, right? He almost killed Feng Zhanyuan!
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