Chapter 73: One punch

"This is so crazy that there is no cure for it! Lord Tiger is so powerful. How strong is his master! He dare to speak wildly!"
In the auditorium, Lu Baiyao was stunned first, then suddenly shook her head and sighed, looking at Jiang Tian like a fool, sneer and sneer.
"Let him die, he dared to hit me yesterday." Xue Feiyang's eyes were vicious and gloating.
"Well, I don't know if I live or die, I don't know what to say!"
Liu Jinrong shook his head and sighed, sneering mockingly: "Do you think that you are a friend of Princess Ye's family? You can't see that this is a life-and-death fight, then Xing Shanhu and even Feng Feng could hold it. But no one can save him! "
"Boy, you look for death!"
On the stage, when Xing Shanhu heard these words, he suddenly became furious, his eyes widened, and he shouted loudly.
His master Lin Zhenyu is the first master in the big circle, the veteran master of the realm, who is high above him, and has a great reputation, but at this moment, this arrogant kid didn't even put his master in his eyes, which really made him angry.
The next moment, he strode out in front of him, and in a blink of an eye he approached Jiang Tian, ​​punching him like a cannon, and smashing into Jiang Tian's chest.
This fist is really fierce, the air is torn, the wind is howling, and the qi is condensed into a translucent fist shape, which can smash a large hole in an armored vehicle.
"Well, how can I explain and explain to Ziwei?"
Ye Gufeng sighed and closed his eyes. It seemed that the next moment, Jiang Tian was about to smash into meat.
"Jiantian, be careful!"
Zhao Xueqing and Ye Ziwei exclaimed together, nervous enough to jump out.
"Oh, you can be a good guy too. Can you do your best, just at this level?"
In this regard, Jiang Tian's face did not change, he slowly raised his hands, as if drawing a knife to cut off the water, and pointed.
laugh!
A blade of wind condense in the air, breaking the air fist like a hot knife to cut butter, and chopping off Xing Shanhu's chest.
"Condensed gas becomes a soldier, and the transformation is complete!"
Seeing this, Xing Shanhu was so shocked that he lost his soul, kicked his feet without thinking, and jumped back.
His condensed air fist is extremely deep and condensable, can crack the golden stone, and is indestructible. This boy has condensed a wind blade and cut it easily!
Click!
The wind blade was chopped on the ring!
Suddenly, a crack more than one meter long appeared, shocking, the incision was smooth and smooth like a mirror.
"What means is this!"
After waking up, Qiu Gong, who was sitting behind Ye Gufeng, screamed in his heart, his eyes rounded.
It seemed that Jiang Tian had condensed into a wind blade or air knife, but it suddenly broke Xing Shanhu's air fist, leaving a terrible gap on the ring.
"How is this possible? A little Linzhou has a true master of transmigration!"
Xing Shanhu screamed in his heart and was terrified. He was only a small realm, and the master who met the big realm only had a dead end.
He didn't think about it at all, he cast himself, jumped up, stepped in the void, and passed over the head of the audience like a violent wind, rushing towards the helicopter that landed on the deck.
"Well, you want to run now, aren't you late?"
Jiang Tian laughed slightly, Yu Bai's right hand slowly shook his fist, and one fist hit Xing Shanhu Yaoyao who was running wildly.
"Banshanquan!"
Suddenly, a golden fist with the size of a mill disk coagulated in the air, like a roar of missiles, burst out of the air and hit Xing Shanhu.
When the giant fist passed, a gust of wind blew up, forming a sharp whistling, harsh!
From the beginning to the end, a horrible crack of more than tens of meters appeared, and countless spectators were turned upside down, exclaiming.
"Oh my God! Is this still martial art?"
The people present were exclaimed, and even Ye Gufeng Qiu Gong stood up in unison, his face shocked.
"what is this!"
Hearing the sobbing sound of thousands of ghosts behind him, Xing Shanhu turned his head suddenly, his pupils reflected a growing fist, his heart was terrified, and it was too late to dodge.
"drink!"
He forcibly fired, resisted the exercises, swelled his bones, stretched his veins, swelled his muscles, and turned his skin green and black like iron. The whole man swelled around and became a giant man more than two meters tall.
"Huajing Xiaocheng's cultivation behavior, plus the 13th Taibao Heng Gong exercises! Machine gun fire can't be killed!"
Qiu Gong's eyes were shocked and he couldn't reach the iron body. He had transformed into a realm, and with the secret training, he was indestructible.
boom!
The giant fist straddled a distance of 200 meters and smashed Xing Shanhu sturdyly. His mighty body broke instantly, blood shot, and the sound of crisp fractures shone.
The giant fist pushed Xing Shanhu into the air like a scarecrow, and smashed onto the helicopter.
Click! Kaka—!
A helicopter weighing more than a few thousand pounds was pushed by a giant punch to slide out more than five meters.
The violent friction between the rubber tires and the deck gave out a harsh noise, and a billowing black smoke was emitted. The fuselage shook violently as in a hurricane, and it seemed to have a tendency to collapse.
auzw.com "Oh my God! Condensate Qi into fists, push a hundred meters across! Guru Master! Guru!"
Qiu Gong was terrified and jumped up.
Jiang Tian shot for the first time. The condensation was a one-meter-long wind blade, and the speed was fast. He couldn't see clearly.
But this time, he could see clearly. Jiang Tian condensed a giant disc-like fist. He pushed the punch two hundred meters across the ground and shook the mountain. This is not the guru, what is the guru!
"Hehe, you are known as Huajing Xiaocheng. I thought you could handle three moves. I never thought you could only receive two moves!"
On the stage, Jiang Tian stood with his hands in his hands, shaking his head gently, his face disappointed.
"I did not expect that a real master of the realm appeared in Linzhou. I died in the hands of the master. I don't complain."
Wait for the giant fist to dissipate.
Xing Shanhu almost became a piece of mud, with blood flowing like an injection, blood rushing out of his mouth like an arrow, crashed to the ground, closed his eyes slowly, and died.
Jiang Tian's fist shattered his bones and internal organs, and his meridians were completely broken. The last word he could say was already fully supported by his 30 years of hard work.
The big circle helped the Las Vegas sub-rudder master, Lin Zhenyu, a high apprentice, Xing Shanhu-die!
The audience was dead.
"He's so powerful. Is this still human? Is this how he ignores my capital?"
Lu Baiyao was so frightened that her eyes were wide, her cheeks were white, and her heart was screaming.
"He is so powerful, no wonder he dared to hit me yesterday! If he had no mercy the day before yesterday, I would be dead!"
Once he passed away with death, Xue Feiyang was so scared that he couldn't stop trembling. He was so sweaty that he wet his clothes instantly.
"Me, what should I do? You must let Feng Feng ask Dad to plead for me"
Liu Jinrong was horrified, regretted not to fall, can't wait to take a few slaps to resolve the hate.
Just like this bear-like, dare to remember the woman of Master Jiang, this is enough to live!
"Well, I offended him the other two days, what should I do!" Even Xue Mingyi was horrified and pale.
Yang Kunpeng was so scared that he collapsed on the sofa like mud, and his eyes were frightened and desperate. Xing Shanhu was dead. Who else could stop this Master Jiang?
"Husband, he is so powerful? Is he saying that is true, he really cultivated for thousands of years and returned from the rebirth?"
Zhao Xueqing was covering her little mouth, both happy and excited, tears already blurred her eyes.
"Xiaotian he, he won! How could he become so powerful!" Ye Ziwei was also crying with joy.
"Win! We win!"
"Master Jiang Shenwei, who can stop it!"
Long Wu Zhou Zhenghao and other Linzhou Qunhao were extremely excited, cheering, exulting.
"I am less than thirty years old, and I am a master of transmigration!"
"It can condense the wind blade, and the giant fist pushes 200 meters across, kills the Chinese circle, and shakes the helicopter!"
"No wonder he ignored the intimidation and intimidation of Qiu Gong and me! For these god-like figures, Jinling's big families counted as farts! His own borrowing was regarded as farts!"
Ye Gufeng stood there with a dull look, watching the young man on the stage looking pale, but the bottom of his heart caused a stormy sea.
He could not help thinking of the conversation with Jiang Tian two days ago. At that time, he thought that Jiang Tian was unknowingly high, but now he realized that he was the frog at the bottom of the well!
With such skills, it is no problem to push Huaxia horizontally, so that the East China Sea giant can only look up!
In fact, not only Ye Gufeng, but everyone present was thinking the same.
The audience was silent, one by one horrified, both respectful and afraid, and bowed their heads to Jiang Tian, ​​as if they were in awe of the devil.
Jiang Tian stood on the stage, his face pale, and there was no ripple in his heart.
At that time, he swept across the starry sky, devoured the sun and the moon, shocked an era, and killed countless old demon giant demon. One finger can cut the sky, and one punch can break a planet.
To others, Xing Shanhu is the big of the Chinese circle and the leader of the big circle, but in Jiang Tian's eyes, he doesn't die.
Now he has reached the level of practicing qi, not to mention those veteran masters and general masters of the realm, he can shoot dead at will, and there is a scum-like existence in front of him. Even Lin Zhenyu was there, and he was not afraid of it.
However, he was a little worried whether Zhao Xueqing would not accept his brutal murder.
Looking up, I saw that Zhao Xueqing was pulling Ye Ziwei so excitedly that she jumped and jumped, talking and laughing!
"Haha, this little girl is quite big-hearted!" Jiang Tian calmed down and shook her head and smiled.
Seeing Jiang Tian smile, Yang Kunpeng felt that he had a touch of humanity instead of the terrible demon.
His face was pale and he trembled and begged:
"Master Jiang, please let me go! We are just strife and no grudges!"
"Let you go? Didn't you say you'll kill my woman and kill me again?" Jiang Tian smiled coldly.
Jiang Tian is not afraid of others targeting himself, but can never accept others to remember their lover and relatives!
He is a man of many years, and he is worried about them all the time, thinking about them. How can he allow such miscellaneous threats to be remembered?
"Master Jiang rest assured, the old slave cooked him for you!"
The ghost kick knew that Zhao Xueqing was present, Jiang Tian was inconvenienced to kill the ring, and immediately started.
Raising his hand, he only heard the sound of a gurgling sound, a coin burst out, and instantly penetrated Yang Kunpeng's head.