No wonder the prodigal son killed someone if he refused to drink a toast and was punished with a fine drink.

"How can I be compared to what I was back then? The Fire Qilin gave me the power of the ancient ferocious beasts, and today I will let you taste the feeling of being slaughtered by the ferocious beasts of the ancient times."

After Fei Zha, the Prodigal Son of the World, suddenly erupted with countless fierce lights from his Dantian lower abdomen, he had already lost an arm in front of the Leshan Giant Buddha statue, and now he has two arms again, but this arm belongs to the ancient ferocious beast Fire Qilin.

One leg.

But when it was attached to the severed hand of the most prodigal son in the world, it was already like a divine arm.

The Qilin's arm was raised slightly, and with itself as the center of the circle, the sound of the Qilin was heard.

The endless Qilin Huanyin roared out from the belly of Tian Xia Hui Luangzi Fei. As soon as the Huanyin came out, the airflow was directly affected and trembled, and the space was shaken by the roar and swayed back and forth.

The unicorn roars and the wind shakes the world!

Then, the roar of the unicorn formed a substantial sound wave and hit the body of Yang Shengzi who came violently, directly roaring him back three hundred miles away.

The young man did not expect that the prodigal son Fei of the Tianxiahui, whose arm he had broken off in front of the Leshan Giant Buddha, would regenerate an arm, and his strength would rise to the first level of Yingtian.

It was expected that the leader of the Tianxiahui, Yuan Bagang, was a Grand Master-level figure and the strongest person here. It seems that he had made some miscalculation. The prodigal son Fei, who was secretly covering up, was the strongest person in the Tianxiahui.

"You didn't expect it, did you? It was a miscalculation, wasn't it? Look at me now, with one of the fire unicorn's legs broken off and a blood tendon added to it, my strength is extraordinary!"

The world's prodigal son Fei looked at the ferocious light erupting from the ancient ferocious beast contained in his body, causing the young man to retreat three hundred miles away, suddenly pouting and sighing.

"I didn't expect that you also became a great practitioner of Yingtian. It was also because of the ancient fierce beast Fire Qilin on your head, right?

Since I, the prodigal son, have helped you kill the leader of the Tianxiahui and still won't let you go, there is no one alive here, so today we will fight against the sky to see which one is your Qilin magical power or my divine arm.

Be braver!"

Tianxiahui Prodigal Zi Fei narrowed his eyes and could tell at a glance Yang Shengzi's state of cultivation after standing still.

When it comes to combat power, he is a prodigal in the world, but he is not cowardly at all. He is very confident about who will live and who will die today, so he did not leave the world, waiting to kill this person so that he can take over the world and recruit more troops to be the hero.

Yang Shengzi, who had quietly stood still, became furious when he saw the prodigal Fei suddenly resting his arm: "You actually put Fire Qilin's leg on your hand, don't you deserve it?"

"Hahaha, so what? It's just a beast. You are also a beast, but you haven't been slaughtered yet. Today I will kill the little beast that didn't kill you back then!"

The prodigal in the world will respond with contempt.

After giving a scornful laugh, he was about to kill this little beast!

Without any more unnecessary nonsense, Lang Zifei stretched out his unicorn arm and swung it in the void several times. The fierce light of the unicorn reappeared around him, but this time the fierce light was even more horrifying than the fierce light that just erupted.

Qilin Fist!

Tianxiahui Luangzi Fei flew straight towards him with his Qilin fist. As soon as he held out his fist, sky fire suddenly appeared in mid-air. The fire was very strong. It was not like the fire of the Five Elements, which was empty or real, nor like the rock fire of a volcanic eruption, but a sky fire!

Without the sky, how can we talk about the universe? All the fires in the sky and the earth are not as good as the divine flames in the sky.

In this world, there are countless schools of techniques for cultivating the true energy of fire. Never mind the Taoist true fire, the Buddhist karmic fire, the demon sage red refinement, or the ghost dead fire.

When encountering such heavenly divine flames, everyone must kneel down, kowtow, and shout "ancestor", including the five elements of fire from Yang Shengzi.

The flames of heaven suddenly appeared, and the light of Yang Shengzi's body protection light suddenly turned on, but there was an incomparable hissing sound.

The body-protecting Dharma light formed by the eight colors of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and lightning is now shaky and may be destroyed at any time.

At this moment, there was another Qilin fist about a hundred feet in size hitting Yang Shengzi's head. It was as powerful as hitting a mountain or crossing the sea. In addition, the fist was also accompanied by traces of ancient power.

Qilin Fist, a punch like the ancient times!

Looking at Yang Shengzi again, the body-protecting light was destroyed by the sky fire falling from the sky within three breaths. It is true to say that he is a sky fire, but to say that he is a divine flame is really a thousand miles away.

Far away.

As soon as the whole body moved, clusters of heart fire spurted out from the hair and blood vessels on the body's surface, forming a series of heart fires to avoid obstacles, once again resisting the sky fire falling from the sky.

Then Yang Shengzi no longer cared about it.

You have Qilin Fist.

His Yang Shengzi has the Great Sun God Shining Fist!

Although the Luan Jin fist has just begun to take shape, it is not necessary to give it a try, practice your own fists, and even beat your own boxing intentions.

Yang Shengzi's boxing intention was never learned from boxing manuals, but was learned from life and death battles time and time again, so his boxing path was also different from others.

Therefore, he stretched out his fist directly. In addition to the eight-color light lingering on his fist, there was also a golden color that could reach new heights.

This is the Great Sun God's Teru Fist!

The sun was scorching brightly, and Zhao Quan came out, and his fist collided with Lang Zifei's Qilin Fist.

Bang!

Suddenly there was a sound like two giant mountains hitting each other high in the sky. The sound was extremely loud and a thunderous explosion like a punch!

The two struck a dull blow.

After one punch, the two of them stepped back. Each punched again, and there was no sound. With another punch, the air flow exploded!

The two people now, whether they are the world's prodigal son Fei who makes Qilin Fist, or the great sun god Teru Fist Yang who has changed his name, he has a son.

Both sides seemed to be infected by a ferocious aura. The fists in their bodies were faintly flowing, and the wind from their fists roared in all directions. The two kept punching and exchanging blows, and there were big explosions in mid-air!

When the enemy was not tired, they might not be able to withdraw their fists, so the two men fought from the outer gate to the inner gate of Tianxiahui, and then from the sky to the ground. Wherever they passed, they were pounding with their fists.

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It keeps hitting and feels good, until the endless cathartic fisting intention in the body is blasted away. Whoever blasts it out first means that that person is at a disadvantage and faces the situation of being beaten to death by the Qilin Fist or the Great Sun Shinsho Fist at any time.

After another shocking exchange of punches, the two men each stood no more than three inches away from the enemy, which meant that their faces were almost touching each other.

The world's prodigal son Fei seemed to not want to waste any more time on this man. If he continued to waste his time, he might be killed by that man's punch.

Just because he felt that the man's breath was still steady, without any ups and downs, as if the two of them had been fighting for so long, but this man was not tired at all, nor did he stop to take a breath?

So he had to fight to the death. It was only at this moment that he, the prodigal son, regretted why he came to trouble this person. It was not impossible to leave this place earlier and regain his dignity in the future.

Regrets were useless now, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. The prodigal Zifei suddenly pulled out a blood tendon from the artery in his Qilin arm.

Suddenly, blood dripped and splashed into the sky.

But the momentum of the world's prodigal sons flying is rising.

And his fist turned extremely scarlet.

He smiled slyly, smiled evilly, sneered, and punched fiercely, "Go to hell!"

The punch was so violent that it almost made Yang Shengzi's face dent, but fortunately Yang Shengzi had already punched.

This punch is good, but after all it is just borrowing external force. How can Yingying's fire compete with the bright moon?

The sun shines brightly!

Yang Shengzi made fists with both hands, one left and one right.

The left fist collapsed the Qilin's arm.

The right fist collapsed the left chest, and the front and back of the chest were completely penetrated by Yang Shengzi's right fist. Moreover, the heart and lungs were still held in the fist, and he pinched it gently.

burst!

Yang Shengzi raised Liang Zifei's body high above his head. This body had become like a dead man, and there was no longer any breath fluctuation.

Then, with a single throw of one hand, the dead body was suddenly knocked into the corpse coffin.
Chapter completed!