Facing the extremely powerful palm struck by the old man surnamed Yuan, Su Yun moved forward instead of retreating, and struck out with the same palm.
Concentrated palm power!
The movement of the palms together was like a raging sea wave, crashing down with a mighty force.
The void seemed to be exploded by his blow.
Su Yun's palm looked the same as the iron handprint of the old man surnamed Yuan, but it was more powerful!
The two palms are put together.
With the two of them as the center, the ground beneath their feet instantly collapsed into a circular pit.
The old man surnamed Yuan groaned, and his body flew out like a cannonball, hitting the wall of the inner courtyard hard.
He stumbled on his feet and swayed, barely keeping himself steady.
Between the mouth and nose, black blood was constantly flowing out.
"Iron Bone Handprint! You, how could you..."
The old man surnamed Yuan looked at Su Yun in disbelief.
Su Yun said calmly: "Just now when you took out your palm, I sensed the movement of energy in your body, and the way and technique of bursting out your palm power. It is not too difficult to use it in the same way. With your superficial skills, it is not difficult to talk about it.
It’s not a supreme skill.”
As soon as these words came out, not only the old man surnamed Yuan was shocked, but also martial arts practitioners such as Mr. Zhou and Xu Jun were even more shocked and almost jumped up.
Previously, the old man surnamed Yuan had learned a rough idea of Fan Jingwu's Mountain Breaking Fist after fighting with him for a while. His terrifying martial arts attainments were beyond their imagination.
But now, Su Yun was able to sense the energy flowing in the old man surnamed Yuan's body the moment he took action, and his palm power exploded, and he instantly copied and displayed the opponent's martial arts skills, and the power displayed was even greater than that of the old man surnamed Yuan.
Be strong!
Such attainments are simply incredible.
Even calling it a martial arts myth is not an exaggeration!
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
More and more blood was flowing from the mouth and nose of the old man named Yuan.
Later, he was no longer bleeding from his mouth and nose, but also had blood seeping out of his eyes, ears and other places.
"I didn't expect that when I return to the Central Plains this time, I would be lucky enough to meet people like you! The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. I will die without regrets..."
The voice of the old man surnamed Yuan became lower and lower, and finally he could no longer suppress the injuries on his body.
Su Yun's palm force blasted into his body and exploded continuously.
Power surges!
Bang bang bang...
The old man surnamed Yuan's body exploded with blood one after another, and finally he fell heavily to the ground, completely losing his voice.
A master of the eighth level of martial arts was completely destroyed.
Mr. Zhou and others couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it even if they were beaten to death. The master of the eighth level of martial arts was killed by Su Yun in the palm of his hand just once he saw him face to face.
The scene immediately fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone was speechless.
Especially ordinary people like Qi Guozheng, their scalps were numb and their hearts were trembling.
So shocking!
This is an inhuman existence!
Originally, they felt that they had overestimated Su Yun enough, but now it seems that they still underestimated Su Yun's abilities.
"Cough cough cough..."
At this time, a dry cough broke the silence.
Fan Jingwu coughed and vomited blood, and he could no longer hold on.
"Mr. Fan!"
Song Fengjun finally came to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward to help Fan Jingwu up.