Chapter 1386: More than knowing!

Forging monk?
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone at the scene exclaimed.
Physical training monks are already very rare. Physical training monks who can practice to the holy realm are rare.
Who would have thought that Yang Zhen turned out to be a forged monk, what is the concept of forged monk?
Yang Zhen's body must be a rare sacred body in the world, and there are countless opportunities for creation to be able to practice to this degree.
Yang Tiehe flew away with one punch, and he hasn't come back until now, not even knowing his life or death.
Who can think of this situation?
All the people in the room looked at Yang Zhen's eyes and they all became horrified.
Especially Guangchengzi, who fluttered in mid-air, saw Yang Zhen blasting Yang Tiehe with a punch, and suddenly wailed and ran away, and there was no shadow in the blink of an eye. Die.
After Guangchengzi got his head shattered by Yang Zhen, the reason why he stayed here was just to see Yang Zhen have the same ending.
In the face of Yang Tiehe, Yang Zhen also suffered a blow to his head.
And Guangchengzi knows that Yang Tiehe likes to bombard other people's heads most. Even monks of the same level, in front of Yang Tiehe, his head can't resist a punch.
But... things didn't seem to be moving in the direction that Guangchengzi thought about. Instead of breaking Yang Zhen's head, Yang Tiehe was blown away by Yang Zhen.
Can't stay, in this case, absolutely can't stay!
Guang Chengzi ran away, Yang Tiehe was blasted away, everyone around Yang Tiehe, after seeing Yang Zhen's gaze, suddenly frightened back again and again.
Lin Ruochu's face flashed with surprise, and he looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief.
Guo Lao shivered excitedly, his eyes filled with ecstasy.
"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Yang Xiaoyou turned out to be a calcined monk, but also a calcined monk who was sanctified in flesh. Yang Xiaoyou, you...we're so bitter to hide."
Guo Lao's face flashed with a bitter smile, but everyone could tell that Guo Lao's level of excitement was like suddenly discovering that he was getting old, and there was another baby fat boy.
Yang Zhen pouted, and said, "You didn't ask me, I said, just looking at him a little unpleasant, damn, it's really fragrant."
Whoo!
A figure rushed to the side quickly, the waves were raging, and the endless black true elements were like a violent wind and rain, destroying everything along the way.
"If you want to eat the legs of this strong wind sheep, you have to ask me the iron fist of Yang Tiehe!"
Yang Tiehe's right face was swollen like a bun, but everyone could see that Yang Tiehe was very excited.
Yes, Yang Tiehe is very excited now.
It's been a long time since I met such an interesting opponent. He was able to blow him away with a punch. Now his right face is still hurting, and the pain almost killed Yang Tiehe.
This terrible opponent is what Yang Tiehe has been looking for.
Now that Yang Tiehe has found it, Yang Zhen's fists are hard enough, and he is strong enough.
Yang Zhenxiu is nothing but a holy monk. Even if he is a calcined monk, compared with the cultivator of the holy realm, the outcome is still unknown.
When Yang Tiehe came back, everyone was taken aback.
Such a terrible punch actually turned Yang Tiehe's face into a swollen face, and didn't get his head shattered by a punch like Guang Chengzi.
Yang Tiehe laughed, his clothes exploded, revealing muscles like steel bars.
A sound like a burst came, and Yang Tiehe was just the sound of a muscle burst, and it was able to shake the surrounding air.
One can imagine how terrible Yang Tiehe's punches are.
"It is worthy of the person who beat the dead wind sheep with bare hands, and seeing this power can also smash Guangchengzi's head with a punch."
"Here, is there a contest between Yang Tiehe and Yang Zhen for physical training monks?"
"No, Yang Zhen is a forged monk!"
"Forged monk, how is it different from cultivator?"
"What's the difference, they will know after the two have fought!"
All the people around were arguing about it, and they all avoided it, for fear that the two would rise up and hurt the people around by mistake.
boom--!
Terrorist force riot also broke out on Yang Zhen, but his clothes did not explode.
What a joke, Bensao Sheng is a person who wants to face, how can Bensao Sheng be done if such a thing is done?
Seeing the momentum of the two men resembling a rainbow, there was a sound of void burst between the vibrations around the scene. Lin Ruochu looked pale and hurriedly shouted: "Young Master Yang, be careful!"
Yang Tiehe laughed, bursting out, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to be trampled by a wild beast, and a big pit was exploded.
boom--!
Disappeared.
Yang Tiehe disappeared in place and rushed towards Yang Zhen.
Just when everyone's exclamation was about to scream out, Yang Zhen's figure also disappeared in the sight of everyone.
Rumble!
The two punched together, and the entire space around them tore apart.
Endless waves of waves rushed in all directions, and everyone unconsciously raised their arms and stopped them in front of their eyes.
After the qi wave disappeared, the ground where the two were located cracked, radiating in all directions with the feet of the two as the center.
"You are very good!"
A trace of madness appeared on Yang Tiehe's face, and everyone looked horrified.
Yang Zhen shook his hand, a strange smile flashed on his face, nodded and said, "Well, you are not bad!"
Yang Tiehe laughed and said, "Next, I'm going to use all my strength. I just received a punch and 50% strength. I don't know what you think?"
50% strength?
Hearing this, everyone exclaimed and looked at Yang Tiehe in disbelief
Such a terrible punch shattered the space, but only used 50% of the power?
Everyone on the scene set their eyes on Yang Zhen's face, and saw the strange smile, and they were all stunned.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I just used 10% of my strength, and then I will try my best."
boom!
boom!
The two figures collided again, Yang Zhen punched him, and brought an endless gust of wind, as if penetrating through the space, suddenly appeared in front of Yang Tiehe.
"impossible!"
Yang Tiehe's face changed wildly, and he responded in a hurry. His fists broke out, and his pair of arms suddenly doubled in size.
"Die to me!"
After the outbreak of Yang Tiehe, a fierce look appeared on his face. This pair of iron fists, I don't know how many monks of the realm of the Holy Realm were killed. Now in the face of Yang Zhen, Yang Tiehe has a feeling of powerlessness.
Because Yang really punched, it was really terrifying.
boom--!
A terrible air wave erupted, and all the people blowing in the endless wind closed their eyes and the pain was hard to bear.
"What's going on? Who won?"
Everyone looked at each other, all with a horrified look on their faces.
Yang Zhen and Yang Tiehe stood opposite each other, all with strange expressions on their faces.
Immediately afterwards, everyone took a breath.
Yang Tiehe, a pair of iron fists that made the Holy Realm all fearful, disappeared.
Click!
A drop of blood dripped on the ground, making a crisp sound.
Yang Tiehe's face began to pale.
The crackling sound kept coming, and Yang Tiehe's fists began to crack, just like two old bark cracked and frozen, which made people look creepy~EbookFREE.me~ Impossible, this is impossible! "
Compared to strength, Yang Tiehe has never lost.
Now lost to a holy monk?
"Now, nobody stopped us from climbing to the top of Xiyuan Mountain, right?"
Yang Zhen carried the leg of lamb with strong wind and blinked at Lin Ruochu.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Crisp applause sounded, everyone was taken aback, Qi Qi looked in the direction of the sound, and was taken aback.
Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes, grinned, and said, "Long time no see!"
Lin Ruochu suddenly turned his head to Yang Zhen and asked in surprise: "Young Master Yang knows Luo Jin Luo Gong?"
More than knowing!