Although Fu Hai wants to fight with Chen Jiu, anyone with discerning eyes knows that Fu Hai is just pushing his realm and his boxing intention to the golden eleventh level, and his boxing technique is still at the level of physical cultivation in the eleventh level.

This is not that Fu Hai wants to bully Chen Jiu, but this boxing technique cannot be suppressed. At most, it is just a little bit of water. After all, it is impossible to directly make Fu Hai lose his memory, right?

Besides, if Fu Hai's realm and boxing skills are really pressed against the Jindan realm, and then he will compete with Chen Jiu on boxing, then it is hard to say who educates whom.

Fu Hai stretched forward with one foot, slightly outward, stabilized his body, pinched his fist with his palm and said in a deep voice.

"Come and attack."

Chen Jiu's golden light jumped suddenly and arrived in an instant. A punch was in disorganized and attacked violently.

Fu Hai laughed loudly, but he refused to retreat, and fisted Chen Jiu.

Repel with one touch.

Chen Jiu flashed to dozens of meters later.

This punch just now was his first question, and I wanted to see if this old man really put his realm on the Golden Pill.

With one punch, the old man didn't lie to him either.

Chen Jiu let out a sigh and reminded Fu Hai: "I'm serious."

Fu Hai nodded, "Just come."

Then a punch came.

Martial fortune, boxing intention, and fire lines intertwined.

Fu Hai suddenly took the fist and stepped back half a meter.

But also follow.

Chen Jiu's face was a little golden, and suddenly he chanted the corner of his mouth.

"throat."

Fu Hai was stunned.

The two people suddenly exploded at the fist collision, with a magnificent momentum.

Fu Hai retreated dozens of meters, played tricks, frowned, and spoke.

"What's the matter? How can physical cultivation even complete the twenty-four words of Taoism when it comes to boxing?"

Chen Jiu said angrily: "You didn't say it couldn't be used either."

"Then you can't use it now, just fist well." Fu Hai said, stretched his hands forward, pricked the fist, and said again.

"It's changed to me."

Chen Jiu hasn't answered yet.

A fist suddenly popped out beside him, with great momentum.

Fu Hai has already punched him.

Chen Jiu turned his head and avoided, slightly confused.

How slow is this punch?

Fu Hai's face curled up.

The punch changed instantly, like a spirit snake swaying, and suddenly swung towards Chen Jiu's head.

Chen Jiu's hand was filled with golden light, and he gently knocked his fingers at the hand that was throwing it.

The intention of the fist on Fu Hai's fist was suddenly knocked away by this finger.

Chen Jiu pulled away again and avoided lightly. His face was confused at first, and then he was surprised.

This is what this old man is?

Fu Hai retreated for dozens of meters and stopped attacking, and looked at Chen Jiu even more passionately.

Good seedlings!

It is definitely a good seedling of physical cultivation that will be the only one in the world.

If there were any doubts at first, then Fu Hai is sure that Chen Jiu is invincible in the Golden Pill Realm that is a foregone conclusion.

Even if a person with a ten-level celestial realm falls back to the golden elixir, he may not be his opponent.

Fortunately, Fu Hai has eleven realms.

And it is the physical practice of climbing high through boxing.

Fu Hai opened his pupils, and the image of the boxing behind him suddenly appeared.

It is an extremely high ruin.

Fu Hai looked at Chen Jiu and said in a deep voice: "Learn well."

Fu Hai pinched his fists and said lightly.

"Breaking armor."

Come with one punch.

Chen Jiu's martial arts fortune suddenly rose and was about to stop him.

He was beaten apart by a punch.

Fu Hai lowered his head and said another sentence.

"Attack the base."

That move was inescapable, and it was like a fact that had been decided long ago, and it firmly grasped Chen Jiu's chest.

"Broken wall."

The hand on Chen Jiu's chest shook, dispelling all the martial arts and fist intentions that Chen Jiu wanted to condense.

Fu Hai's face was deep and he said one last sentence.

"Destroy the city."

Chen Jiu's pupils suddenly opened and a huge force came from his chest.

In a trance.

It has already smashed into the ruins of the wall a mile away.

No movement.

Fu Hai shook his head and chuckled after he held both hands.

"Young people, talent is good, but it is still not enough. We must work hard under my guidance in the future."

Above the sky, more than a dozen people watching the celestial beings jumped.

This old man Fu is really cruel. In order to beat Chen Jiu, he used all four styles that were almost the bottom of his box.

Chen Jiu lost no blame.

This old man Fu is so powerful in the Jindan. If he uses his last punch to "destroy the city" with his eleventh level of cultivation, if no one stops him, the border city will be gone in an instant.

The lowly monks were also talking about it, some were talking about it, and some were sighing.

I originally wanted to watch a lively event, but I didn't expect Fu Hai to punch him directly, and he got rid of all the lively event.

It's a bit disappointing.

But the monks didn't dare to say anything. After all, no one wanted to take Fu Hai's punch from the eleventh realm of physical cultivation.

The monks are about to disperse, so they are ready to contact the doctor to see Chen Jiu.

The ruin suddenly moved.

A golden arm stretched out first.

Then Chen Jiu, who was a little light golden, suddenly walked out, and his blue shirt floated with the light golden aura.

Chen Jiu patted his chest.

Are you, so cruel?

This old man is really trying hard.

Chen Jiu was also a little angry, and the cloud patterns embroidered on his face gradually stared at Fu Hai, saying, "I have a punch, too."

Fu Hai's face calmed down, stretched out his hands again, swayed his fist and replied.

"I'll pick it up."

Chen Jiu nodded.

He blew a breath of golden elixir energy.

Golden light permeates.

He stretched the golden arm forward slightly.

Then a sudden punch.

Fu Hai caught it and did not retreat.

Then another fist came immediately.

Fu Hai was orderly and caught all of them.

The fist is like a tide, and it never stops.

Fu Hai's expression gradually rose, and he began to gradually retreat, frowning at his fist.

There is no chance to return the boxing, it is not airtight.

The monks around him looked nervous. Looking at these two pairs of fists, they really had the style of a supreme physical cultivation.

When practicing physically on the spot, you can see the tricks.

Chen Jiu punched very fast, and the momentum of each punch increased compared to the previous one. Now that he hit, his aura has accumulated to an extremely fearful level.

Waiting for catharsis.

Chen Jiu suddenly paused.

Fu Hai's expression was instantly serious.

The last punch came.

Huge momentum.

If it was the tide of rivers that kept shooting.

Then the last punch now is all the waves-

Entering the sea.

Fu Hai's fist intention suddenly appeared, his eleventh level of cultivation surged out, and his fist intention was as high as the sun, and he caught the punch with one palm.

Chen Jiu was stunned.

Good guy.

After a long time, it turned out that he was the only one who beat me.

Fu Hai shook his hand, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Uh, even if you win, I will start guiding you to practice boxing tomorrow."

Before Chen Jiu could reply, Fu Hai took the lead.

The monks of the celestial beings above the sky of the city were also secretly stumbled.

Chen Jiu's future achievements are limitless. If Fu Hai is really asked to suppress Chen Jiu in the Jindan Realm and fight against him, then it is hard to say who wins and who loses.

This is the feeling of many gods.

But only Fu Hai knows what it really is.

If Chen Jiu showed his strength just now, then he would definitely lose at the level of the Golden Pill.

This is not because Fu Hai’s boxing skills are bad.
Chapter completed!