When everyone looked up again.

He saw that Dongfang Su was no longer at his original position and had been pushed back more than ten feet.

Yang Shenting remained motionless, with a proud smile on his face.

"Dongfang Su, how does my spear taste?"

Yang Shenting sneered again and again.

Dongfang Su's face was slightly pale.

But that's all.

He was secretly surprised.

The power of this pitch-black spear is truly extraordinary.

At that moment, Dongfang Su almost used all his strength to block the spear.

"It seems to be a powerful weapon indeed!"

Dongfang Su said secretly.

next moment.

But Dongfang Su took the initiative.

Nothing fancy.

It's a very simple punch.

But this punch.

But it made Yang Shenting feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Dragon Emperor Fist!

This is a move created by the Dongfang clan who have observed Ziyun Jiao for many years.

When it was passed to Dongfang Su, it was even improved.

Because Dongfang Su had an epiphany in Fuyun Mountain, the power of Dragon Emperor Fist became even greater than before.

It can be regarded as Dongfang's move to suppress pressure at the bottom of the box.

As soon as this punch comes out.

It's like the Dragon Emperor is coming in person.

Suppress the heavens!

Even though he was as strong as Yang Shenting, he felt extremely fearful when facing the Dragon Emperor Fist.

Swinging the spear, the whole body's spiritual energy is poured into it.

The spear trembled violently.

The next moment, it flew out on its own.

Head straight to Dongfangsu.

Dragon Emperor Fist attacks.

Dongfang Su's punch hit the black spear directly.

A moment of silence.

What followed was like a volcano erupting.

Dongfang Su's figure flew upside down and could hardly stand still.

The black spear also flew backwards towards Yang Shenting.

Yang Shenting quickly took action to catch it.

Unexpectedly, the whole person was carried away by the black spear.

The tiger's mouth was shaken open.

Yang Shenting finally managed to stabilize his figure, with a look of horror on his face.

He found that his spear actually dimmed.

"I didn't expect Dongfang Su to be so powerful!"

Yang Shenting was secretly awe-inspiring.

He originally thought that relying on the power of the black spear, he could defeat Dongfang Su.

But now it seems.

Yang Shenting's thinking was too simple.

Without the black spear, Yang Shenting would not be Dongfang Su's opponent with his own strength alone.

Even in terms of cultivation between the two, Dongfang Su is actually superior.

Dongfang Su has made many gains in Fuyun Mountain.

His cultivation level has reached the Great Perfection, which can almost be regarded as half-step to the realm of divine refining.

However, Yang Shenting was only in the late stage of Tongtian, so his cultivation level was weaker than Dongfang Su.

With the power of the black spear, Yang Shenting was able to draw a tie with Dongfang Su.

"Yang Shenting, I recently learned a new trick, but I haven't been able to find anyone to use it."

"Recently, I will try this trick on you."

Dongfang Su suddenly laughed.

The words have not yet fallen.

Then Dongfang Su's figure flashed.

Then, figures of Dongfang Su appeared in the sky.

Every figure is in a state of drunkenness.

He also showed various punching postures.

This is a move that Dongfang Sunari created on his own after he obtained the Drunken Master in Fuyun Mountain.

Wanxiang Drunken Master!

"What's this move?"

Yang Shenting was shocked.

When Xu Changfeng below saw this scene, he was also shocked.

"He can actually understand Drunken Fist to such a level?"

While talking, Xu Changfeng glanced at Ye Qingyun next to him.
Chapter completed!