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"when!"

Zhao Wujiang punched Xuanyuan Yuheng in the chest like a big bell.

Xuanyuan Yuheng's body flew out and hit the wall hard. The masonry collapsed and dust flew everywhere.

Zhao Wujiang took another step forward, and a light golden light flashed across the wind and snow. He stepped over the wall, leaned over and struck hard with his elbow.

"boom!"

The bluestone floor was full of cracks, with spider web-like cracks spreading for several feet.

Zhao Wujiang panted heavily, half-hunched over, looking around in all directions. Xuanyuan Yuheng's figure disappeared in the smoke just now, and his elbow strike was in vain.

"Ahem..." Xuanyuan Yuheng walked out, five feet away from Zhao Wujiang. He held his somewhat collapsed chest with one hand, his hair disheveled, and said with a sigh:

"King Kong is Indestructible, I really underestimate you, Zhao Wujiang."

Zhao Wujiang had been holding back before, just to catch him off guard, but it was a pity that he failed to connect with the attack, otherwise Xuanyuan Yuheng would be seriously injured if not dead.

Zhao Wujiang didn't answer, his eyes became darker and darker, the stars swayed and turned into rivers of stars flowing.

He raised his hand again and grabbed it to the side. Wind wadding filled his cuffs, and the energy of the sword and fist were wrapped around his hand.

"If you were only one or two levels weaker than me, I might still be afraid of you. Unfortunately, ants are still ants after all. Even if you master the indestructibility of vajra, your weak cultivation will not be able to keep up."

The rubble beside Xuanyuan Yuheng slowly floated into suspension and trembled continuously.

Zhao Wujiang took one step forward, and like a giant leaping through the gap, he ducked in front of Xuanyuan Yuheng and struck him in the face.

Xuanyuan Yuheng grasped Zhao Wujiang's fist, and the suction force burst out from his hand, and the broken stones and wood under his feet were shot towards Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang's body tilted, his left arm suddenly pressed down, and his elbow hit Xuanyuan Yuheng again. Xuanyuan Yuheng roared angrily, and the sword's energy knocked Zhao Wujiang away.

"boom."

Zhao Wujiang stepped heavily on the wall of the Vermilion Palace, used the force to jump forward, and once again ducked in front of Xuanyuan Yuheng, whipping his legs to throw him away.

The indestructibility of Vajra has been achieved, and he is a human weapon.

Xuanyuan Yuheng raised his arms to block, and Zhao Wujiang's foot movement was powerful and heavy, as if it had a huge force. He couldn't help but stumbled back a step, and then knocked Zhao Wujiang away.

He exhaled slowly, feeling something was wrong.

There was a ticking sound, like rain falling to the ground.

Xuanyuan Yuheng's eyes narrowed slightly, how could a drop of blood flow out of his nose? Although he obviously suffered a lot of internal injuries, he would not vomit blood.

"Bang bang, bang."

From all directions, there were constant sounds of bottles and cans breaking, and colorful smoke drifted in the wind and snow, surrounding Zhao Wujiang and Xuanyuan Yuheng.

"Poison?" Xuanyuan Yuheng frowned:

"wrong..."

The smoke around here is strange, but it has nothing to do with his own bleeding.

Zhao Wujiang stood on the wall, waved his left arm, and held it in his hand, as if he had Qingfeng in his hand.

He stepped on the wall and walked quickly, his momentum getting stronger and stronger, like a cold viper squatting on its prey.

The two were confronting each other. Just as Xuanyuan Yuheng was about to inhale and adjust, Zhao Wujiang thrust out his sword. Xuanyuan Yuheng resisted with his sword energy. Zhao Wujiang grabbed his left hand out of thin air, and punched with the sword energy in his hand. hang down.

One punch and two punches, like a sudden rain and strong wind hitting the banana plant outside the curtain.

The punches continued, Xuanyuan Yuheng knew that he could not fight Zhao Wujiang in close combat, and repeatedly knocked Zhao Wujiang away. Zhao Wujiang bullied him again, not allowing him to use any martial arts starting moves.

And Xuanyuan Yuheng's aura became weaker and weaker, as if corroded by something, and bright red blood with rainbow colors continued to flow from his mouth and nose.

Zhao Wujiang's breath lasted for a long time, and his fists, elbows, legs and knees continued to strike alternately.

One person defends and one attacks.

But when his manpower finally ran out, Zhao Wujiang's fists gradually weakened and his breathing became heavier.

Xuanyuan Yuheng's hair was disheveled and he looked a little embarrassed, but there was a smile on his lips.

He seemed to be at a disadvantage, but in fact he was at an advantage. He was only suppressed by the indestructible Vajra, but as long as he made room and used his martial arts, he would definitely be able to kill Zhao Wujiang due to his much higher cultivation level than Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang stopped in one breath, rolled backwards, leaned against the wall, stared at Xuanyuan Yuheng, and began to adjust his breathing.
Chapter completed!