Chapter 61 Fist the Sky

The hall is so large that the two stand 100 meters apart.

The rest of the people stood in a corner, waiting for the two to fight.

Hum!

The storage ring flashed, and a pair of boxing gloves appeared in Yuan Zhan's hand. A full set of black hair and bright, shining with dazzling light. The cold light makes people dare not look directly at it.

"I didn't expect that he directly took out his full set of Wujin. I remember that at that time, it was when I fought against Sister Su that I took it out!" Mo Xiaorou said.

Wearing a full set, Yuan Zhan's muscles all over his body exploded. Just the strong pressure made the furniture in the room damaged and flew far away.

Ling Bo cut it off with a knife and blew off a flying flower pot.

"Yuan Zhan is really getting more and more horrible and violent."

And Wang Ji on the opposite side did not move at all. The right hand was placed on the hilt of the cold wind sword. The man was like a sword, and the sword was like a man. Yuan Zhan's forced momentum broke through the air, but it was broken by Wang Ji's sword, and a vacuum of momentum was formed between the two.

"Let's fight!" The light flashed in Wang Ji's eyes, and he could feel the horror of his opponent!

The sword of killing was permeated. Before Wang Ji's cold wind sword came out, a huge murderous spirit went to Yuan Zhan's oppression. If it is the peak of the ordinary rank, I'm afraid it will be directly killed by this murderous intention.

Yuan Zhan was not afraid at all, and his eyes were even more warlike. A golden flash flashed around his muscles, showing extremely horrible ferociousness.

"Beat me!" Yuan Zhan stepped out and instantly arrived in front of Wang Ji, with a punch.

"Breaking the air in the sky!"

Yuan Zhan's fist is like a comet, shining with golden light!

From the beginning, Yuan Zhan drove the horsepower to the maximum. The surrounding air was like an explosion, making a huge roar. It's like a stormy wave, breaking through the air.

"Blood Sword!"

Gang!

Wang Ji pulled out the sword in his hand, and a red sword spirit attached to the sword and cut Yuan Zhan's fist.

click!

They took ten steps back from each other, and a huge crack appeared in the room between the two. The cracks spread to both sides all the way to the wall.

"Isn't it horrible?"

Lin Ling stared at the battle between the two.

"Good!"

Yuan Zhan's eyes were even more light, and his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger, as if he were burning the surrounding air.

His body was shocked, and there seemed to be a strange air around Yuan Zhan. He stepped on his foot and shot at Wang Ji. With the muscles of the whole body, it is like a giant tower.

"Blood Sword!"

It is still a bloody sword, but the killing meaning of the sword on this sword is even more horrible. The scattered killing intention makes the people around the wall a little creepy.

Wang Ji did not retreat at all. The bloody sword light showed a strange cold light on the cold wind sword. It rose up, and the sword light burst out and directly cracked a huge crack on the ground.

Yuan Zhan did not stop. He flew in the air and punched out. From top to bottom, he bombarded with the bloody sword.

"A shocking punch!"

Boom!!!

The whole room exploded like a bomb buried, the surrounding area was like an earthquake, and the whole house seemed to collapse. And in the room, the gravel flew everywhere and went in all directions.

Everyone resisted the flying gravel and scolded in their hearts that they were also shot while lying down.

"Be careful!"

On top of Lin Ling, a big stone suddenly fell down and was directly punched off by Lao Ma.

Wang Ji looked at Yuan Zhan seriously at this time. His murderous intention on his bloody sword was of no use to him at all, which he had never thought of.

In the previous battle, except for Zhou Li, whose strength was far greater than his, all the others were affected by the sword of killing.

After all, his killing intention was developed by killing countless Asians.

But now, it is of no use to Yuan Zhan at all.

As if he saw Wang Ji's puzzlement, Yuan Zhan smiled and said, "My skill is to restrain spiritual attacks. The murderous intention of your sword is exactly a kind of spiritual attack, so it is useless to me."

Wang Ji nodded suddenly.

"Take out your trick! Otherwise, the two of us will win or lose soon. Yuan Zhan said with a smile.

Wang Ji smiled and walked towards Yuan Zhan step by step.

"Oh?" Yuan Zhan looked at the coming Wang Ji, and there was an inexplicable excitement in his heart. He also walked forward. The more he did not take a step, the more he became.

"Floating Sword." Wang Ji slowly hit out with a sword, but in Yuan Zhan's eyes, he seemed to see something extremely horrible.

Wang Ji held up the sword and stabbed it forward.

Suddenly, Yuan Zhan seemed to see something beautiful and indulged in it.

"No, drink!"

With the explosion of Yuan Zhan, Wang Ji also took a few steps back.

"What a great hallucination!" Yuan Zhan shook his head and said, "I didn't expect this illusion to work for me?"

Wang Ji nodded: "This is a sword, not an illusion."

In fact, Wang Ji is also helpless. His spatial swordsmanship is the least profound of several swordsmanships.

Four kinds of swordsmanship, the strongest attack power is the swordsmanship, but the strongest comprehensive strength is not.

The righteous sword is extremely restrained by the evil will, but it does not have much effect on Yuan Zhan, a fighting maniac.

The real Wang Ji's most powerful sword is nothing else, but the yin and yang sword!

Wang Ji waved the cold wind sword in his hand: "In this case, let me show you my strength!"

Yuan Zhan suddenly rose into the air, and his golden fists shone. The black gold fist could not stop the golden fist in Yuan Zhan's hand at all.

"Beat my punch, domineering!"

Yuan Zhan said, but the next moment he had arrived in front of Wang Ji and pounded Huang Long.

"It's dangerous!" Everyone looked at the war situation and couldn't help saying.

Wang Ji smiled faintly and meditated.

"The sword divides yin and yang!"

However, Wang Ji did not put out his sword and made a gesture of Taijiquan, and a black and white cross real force appeared in the air.

Yuan Zhanyou had a sense of danger, but his fist only advanced and did not retreat, but did not allow him to retreat at all.

Rumble!

A large area of land under Wang Ji's feet was directly shaken open, and large cracks appeared.

But it is strange that Wang Ji himself did nothing. He stood in front of the crowd intact, but attacked Yuan Zhan. At this time, the sleeves on his arm were completely damaged, and his coat was also broken into pieces.

Wang Ji withdrew his fist and stood still.

"It's really strong!"

Yuan Zhan smiled, but there was a trace of blood from the corners of his mouth.

He erased it carelessly, and the golden light in his eyes not only did not dissipate at all, but became stronger and stronger!

"This guy who can't be beaten to death will indeed get stronger and stronger!" Old Ma said helplessly.

"Hey! Xiaoyao, have you let us down again? Lin Ling said with a smile, as if he was not nervous at all, but his clenched fists showed his mood at this time.

"If you can take my next punch, even if I lose?" Yuan Zhan said that his momentum and fighting spirit gradually rose.

Wang Ji shrugged his shoulders indifferent.

"I'm always with you!"

Yuan Zhan smiled, and the divine light in his eyes flashed. In everyone's eyes, it seemed that he suddenly became strange! However, the momentum on his body seemed to suppress everything, exuding a terrible power.

"I said, if it's just like this, you will lose!" Yuan Zhan suddenly said that there was no emotion in his tone.

Suddenly, in Wang Ji's feeling, a huge vitality appeared on Yuan Zhan's body, but it exuded a breath of destruction.

"I said, he didn't use this trick when he met Sister Su before, did he?" Mo Xiaorou said.

"It's so strong!" Ling Su, who had been silent, suddenly said that she was nervously looking at the war situation in front of her.

"What?" Ling Bo asked.

"What a strong move! It's better than when he fought with me at that time. Ling Su replied.

Everyone looked at the situation in front of them silently. They didn't expect that the two of them fought like this. It seems that it is not a competition, but a life-and-death struggle.

"Fist the sky!"

Boom!

Before Yuan Zhan punched, the air had suddenly exploded. The space around him seemed to have a turbulence, sweeping everything around him.

Wang Ji opened his eyes and looked at Yuan Zhan in the sky. The cold wind sword came out of its sheath again!