The Brilliant Fighting Master Chapter 431: Top 50

The battle in the air kicked off, fists bumped, angrily walked thousands of miles, the sound of wind and thunder rolled down.

Zhang Yu's palm power is overwhelming, and Jiang Chen's fist imprints have the potential to destroy the world.

The two of you come and go, fighting in close hands, each round is thrilling and wonderful, and the people below look forward to it.

"Why can he draw a tie?"

Most people are dazzled by the dazzling battle. In the eyes of the three people in the clock tower, the action can be split, and the mystery and intention of each move can be seen.

Fisting palms are at a fairly well-matched level in technique, so they don't understand how the masked man is going head-to-head with Zhang Yu, a master of combat.

"Zhang Yu's realm of the seventh heaven, his realm of the sixth heaven, seems to be the gap in the development of Qimai."

Murong Long was finally interested. After analyzing it, he immediately said: "No, it's just the gap between Qimai and it's not enough."

"He has the power of a dragon in his body." Su Xing said coldly.

Hearing that, even Li Nanxing turned his head slightly, a ray of light gushing out of his eyes.

"You people in the Evil Cloud Palace?" Murong Long asked curiously.

The Temple of Evil Cloud was created by the remnant power of the Shenlong Dynasty. It is rumored that the lord of the palace was a prince from that year.

Only people with the blood of the emperor can master the power of the dragon.

"I don't remember this person." Su Xing shook his head slightly, not sure.

"It's really unpleasant. I'll take off his mask and see where it is sacred." Murong Long's patience is inherently bad, and he didn't put the masked man in his eyes, so he wanted to shoot.

Li Nanxing suddenly said: "If you go, I will draw my sword."

A careless word came out of his mouth, his eyes didn't even look at Murong Long, but instead looked down at his sword.

Murong Long was surprised, looking at Su Xing, the latter also looked blank.

"Do you know him?" Murong Long asked directly.

"I don't know."

"Then what are you doing to stop me?" Murong Long said dissatisfied.

"I want to see if he will succeed." Li Nanxing's answer is speechless. There is no reason for any benefit, just because he wants to see it.

Murong Long raised his arm, but immediately put it down again, and said helplessly: "Yes, I will give you face."

Over there, the battle between Zhang Yu and the masked man has reached a fierce degree. It hasn't stopped since the beginning, and it has become more and more intense.

However, when it rises to a certain level, the gap is gradually exposed.

The palm strength and the fist mark are like two sealed water tanks, Zhang Yu and Jiang Chen pour water into them at the same time.

Jiang Chen's fist-mark water tank is full, no matter how hard he tries, it is useless.

On the contrary, Zhang Yu's palm strength is still constantly being injected, because he is a master of combat.

The people in Wuhuangcheng also clearly realized that the sentence was not wrong.

"The fiftieth place on the A-level Rising Dragon Ranking, several times that of the 51st."

Zhang Yu and Mask Man are the best reference examples.

"I won't give you time to slowly understand."

What Zhang Yu is waiting for is this time, no longer keep it, and resort to extremism.

"Pure Yang Palm!"

The big handprints comparable to the scorching sun fell and pressed towards the masked man.

Jiang Chen sighed deeply, the eight odd veins were completely released, and the wind and thunder gathered on both arms and blasted towards the golden handprints.

"Rumble..."

There was a loud noise, and the sky was shocking, and the energy of the palm of the fist covered the sky above Wuhuangcheng.

Everyone has the feeling of being destroyed.

The golden handprint was not penetrated by the fist, and the fist mark did not disappear. It was in a stalemate.

It's just that Jiang Chen is obviously at a disadvantage, and his body is constantly falling, and Jin Guang wants to swallow him.

"Entering the scope of Wuhuangcheng, you can even break the rules I set."

Murong Long said loudly, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

I don't know if his words have worked, and Jiang Chen's whereabouts have stopped.

"It's useless."

Pushing down on Zhang Yu's arm above, the Jinmang mudra exploded with terrible power again.

The face under Jiang Chen's mask is already hideous. Under this pressure, his body is about to turn into a fragile vase. If you don't think about it, it will break immediately.

However, there is no other way, only desperate exertion. At this moment, Tianfeng's blood is hot and his body starts to ignite spontaneously.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was another loud noise, as if the masked man's body was pinched.

Zhang Yu thought the same way. In the next second, his face changed drastically, and he only felt that under his handprints, a large mountain was rising from the ground.

"Ah!"

The wild roar came from under the mask, and his arms were golden glow, and the power of the dragon in his body burst out like a mountain torrent, spewing out.

"No way."

Murong Long, who was still teasing just now, couldn't help but stand up, thinking of something.

"Successful." Su Xing also said.

They were the first to see that the masked man mastered the warfare. The power that the martial arts can carry has expanded several times, and the combat power has soared.

Finally, palm strength and fist strength exploded in the sky, the clouds within thousands of miles were blown away, and the sky became as blue as a wash.

Zhang Yu retreated to a distance. He hadn't lost yet, but his face was extremely ugly.

He didn't expect that he would be an opportunity for others to break through. This feeling made him very unhappy.

"Even so, you will still lose."

Zhang Yu is very sure, because he can see that this man's boxing skills are not good.

They are both masters of warfare, and the big deal is to go all out to score the victory or defeat by martial arts level.

"No more fights," said the masked man.

"What?" Zhang Yu was startled. Could it be that this guy became a master of warfare, and he was unwilling to continue doing it?

Thinking of this, he is really angry, what does this guy take him for? !

"You are no longer my opponent." The masked man said.

"What a joke!" Zhang Yu didn't believe it at all.

"Because I am a swordsman, my boxing skills are a mess."

Jiang Chen said this and stretched out his hand to take off the mask.

At this time, he doesn't need to be afraid of Gui Cang anymore, although he still can't beat him, but the other party doesn't want to kill him.

He dropped the mask casually, and the Chi Xiao Sword appeared in his left hand when others were looking at that face.

"Jiang Chen!"

Ying Wushuang is extremely excited~IndoMTL.com~Qiao's face flushed, this is the first time she has been so gaffe since entering the secret store.

"This..."

Murong Yuan's reaction is still the opposite of hers, an expression that cannot be described in words appeared on her face.

She thought of what she had said in the Holy Wind Chamber of Commerce before leaving.

Her fiance, Mo Jianfei, will bring back the gap between the two under his own training.

The result is less than half a month, how ridiculous what Jiang Chen told her with practical actions.

I am afraid that all the resources of the Murong family will be exhausted and Mo Jianfei will not be able to catch up.

"No, he hasn't entered the top fifty, and this battle is not over yet!" Murong Yu was still struggling at the end, cheering for Zhang Yu in his heart, hoping that he could kill Jiang Chen.

In that case, there is no gap.