Wang Yun roared repeatedly, and the wind of his fists exploded, roaring to the heaven and earth.
This punch, like a strike from a god or demon, hit Lin Bai's fist unstoppably.
Lin Bai's face was solemn, his fist suddenly flashed, and he faced the attack without any weakness.
"The Dominant Dragon Fist! The dragon dominates the world!"
Roar--
A high-pitched dragon roar came.
Lin Bai's punch struck away as if it had the power of a divine dragon.
A touch!
A surprising scene appeared.
Lin Bai punched out and hit Wang Yun's fist. Wang Yun suddenly felt like he was hit hard and flew backwards, spurting mouthfuls of blood into the air.
Wang Yun fell to the ground, vomiting blood, looking depressed and pale.
At this moment, Tang Tianhao, who was sneering on the side, had a distorted expression, and then his face turned red, and a burst of sweetness surged up in his throat, forcing him to open his mouth and vomit, and a mouthful of blood spilled on the ground.
"Win? Win!"
"Senior Brother Lin Bai actually defeated Wang Yun with one punch!"
"It's so awesome, Senior Brother Lin Bai is so powerful!"
"Well done, Senior Brother Lin Bai!"
One by one, the Lingjian Sect warriors shouted enthusiastically.
Lin Bai looked at Wang Yun and then at Tang Tianhao.
Lin Bai was wondering, what's going on?
He clearly hit Wang Yun, so why did Tang Tianhao still vomit blood?
"Oh my God, what's going on? Why was Tang Tianhao injured?"
"Yes, could it be that Su Jiannan secretly attacked Tang Tianhao?"
"Impossible, Su Jiannan is not that shameless."
"But Tang Tianhao was obviously seriously injured just now!"
All the guests were shocked when they saw Tang Tianhao's pale face.
Su Jiannan narrowed his eyes and immediately said with a smile: "Elder Tang Tianhao, it turns out that it was previously rumored that the Holy Moon Sect has accepted a disciple with extraordinary talents, and he must be Wang Yun."
"He must be the warrior who possesses the 'Martial Spirit of changing flowers and trees'."
Su Jiannan said loudly at this time.
When Lin Bai heard Su Jiannan's voice, he was immediately confused.
"The martial spirit of grafting flowers from the trees? What kind of martial spirit is this?"
"Yeah, I've never heard of it."
"The Holy Moon Sect must be hiding too deeply."
Many guests looked at Su Jiannan with puzzled faces.
Tang Tianhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and ordered people to carry Wang Yun down.
Wang Yun said to Lin Bai fiercely: "Just wait, I will make you pay the price. If you fail today, I, Wang Yun, will come to take it back with my own hands in the future!"
Tang Tianhao looked at Lin Bai and said coldly in his heart: "I didn't expect his power to be so powerful. It was even stronger than when he was in the southern border!"
All the guests asked Su Jiannan: "Headmaster Su Jiannan, what is the spirit of grafting flowers and grafting trees onto trees?"
Su Jiannan smiled and said: "A few days ago, I heard that the Holy Moon Sect had accepted a strange disciple. This person has a martial spirit that can replace others."
"There is a wonderful thing about this kind of martial spirit, that is, it can condense a seed in the martial spirit and give it to a strong person to take it voluntarily."
"And whenever there is a duel, you can borrow 50% of this strong man's power."
Su Jiannan smiled and said: "Elder Tang Tianhao, what I said is right."
Tang Tianhao smiled coldly and said: "Headmaster Su Jiannan must be very well-informed. Our Holy Moon Sect has never told anyone about Wang Yun's matter."
Su Jiannan smiled and said: "It seems that I am right. Before Wang Yun left the competition, he gave Tang Tianhao the martial soul flower seed. When Wang Yun dueled with the disciples of the Lingjian Sect, he actually borrowed it.
Tang Tianhao’s power.”
"That's why Wang Yun's power rises and falls, rising and falling."
"Because the power when he punched was not his at all, but Tang Tianhao's power."
Su Jiannan said coldly: "Elder Tang Tianhao, if you do this, you will cause the Lingjian Sect some trouble."
Tang Tianhao said disapprovingly: "This is Wang Yun's martial soul power. It should be used in this way, isn't it? Your Lingjian Sect disciple's skills are not as good as others. Even if you are beaten to death by Wang Yun, who can blame you?"
Su Jiannan snorted coldly.
Liu Qingfeng stood up at this moment, looked at Lin Bai and said: "Lin Bai, the Tyrant Dragon Fist you used was originally the treasure of our Holy Moon Sect. Please return the secret book quickly and cut off your arms."
, Otherwise, don’t blame the Holy Moon Sect for being rude."
Lin Bai looked at Liu Qingfeng and said coldly: "What a joke, does this Tyrant Dragon Fist have your Holy Moon Sect's name written on it? Does it mean that your Holy Moon Sect is allowed to practice, but I can't practice it?"
"It's so unreasonable. You want me to cut off my arms without even looking at your smock. Who are you?"
Liu Qingfeng sneered at this moment and said: "Everyone in the world knows that the Tyrant Dragon Fist belongs to our Holy Moon Sect. You steal the skills from my master. This is a taboo in the martial arts world!"
"Today, for the sake of the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, we asked you to return the secret book and cut off your arms. This is already a lenient treatment. If not, don't blame us for being ruthless."
Lin Bai looked at the seat of the Holy Moon Sect with contempt and said: "Since the new leader of our Lingjian Sect takes over today, if you want to see the swordsmanship of our Lingjian Sect, then I will compete with you.
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"Disciples of the Holy Moon Sect, if you come up and defeat me, I will give you the secret book of Tyrannical Dragon Fist, and I will give you my arms as well."
"But if you are not so capable, don't just yell around."
"Noisy."
Lin Bai looked at Liu Qingfeng with contempt and said.
"Okay, this is what you said. If I defeat you, you will keep your arms and the secret book!" Liu Qingfeng smiled proudly and said with a cruel face.
While speaking, Liu Qingfeng flew up from his seat and went straight to Lin Bai.
Liu Qingfeng was one of the Three Elites and Four Elites of the Holy Moon Sect, and his cultivation was also unfathomable. Now he came like a dragon out of the sea, and an oncoming strong wind hit Lin Bai in the face.
"Ten thousand cracks and empty palms!"
Liu Qingfeng jumped over with a fierce look on his face. Without saying any nonsense to Lin Bai, he struck Lin Bai in the face with a palm strike.
The wind in the palm is mighty, flapping the mountains and rivers, roaring towards me.
The huge power suppressed the hearts of all warriors like the sky was falling.
Even though they were not under this palm, they deeply felt the horror of this palm.
"The Tyrannical Dragon Fist! Ten Thousand Dragons Devour the Sky!"
Lin Bai punched fiercely and flew away.
Suddenly a violent force swept away.
Lin Bai and Liu Qingfeng both took three steps back, both looking at each other in horror.
Liu Qingfeng said coldly: "You are actually at the eighth level of the Tianwu Realm, and you can catch my palm without dying. You are indeed quite capable."
Lin Bai sneered and said: "I didn't expect that you could actually take my palm without dying. It's beyond my expectation!"