Chapter 838

Zhang Hengcheng is worthy of being called a violent fist. He is really like a fierce tiger. The more he fights, the more vigorous his eyes are. .

The movements of his hands are getting slower and slower, and it seems that if he continues to fight, Tang Zhandong may lose.

Tang Zhandong was a little frustrated. Although his strength was great, Zhang Hengcheng's strength always went straight into his body like a penetrating wind. He was in pain and sucked in the cold air. If it wasn't for his strong will support, he would have been unable to support it. .

At this time, he really understood that he was no longer Zhang Hengcheng's opponent in boxing strength. He had heard from the master who taught him how to practice boxing before. Baji is a fierce foreign boxing. It takes a few years to reach the level of brilliance, but it is extremely difficult to achieve luminosity and darkness, and it often requires extremely talented people to achieve it.

On the other hand, Neijia Quan is more likely to achieve dark energy, because dark energy is already related to the use of qi and blood energy, and dark energy has penetrating power and directly hurts the internal organs. It is extremely difficult to prevent.

He has always been very angry, but he has not cultivated dark energy, and he has never seen such a person, but in today's battle, he knows that Zhang Hengcheng is definitely a master of dark energy.

You must know that those who have achieved dark energy are already seniors in the martial arts world today. Many people think that it is just a legend. Today, when ancient martial arts are declining, someone can actually cultivate dark energy. Only then did he know that this is not a legend.

He knew that if he wanted to win Zhang Hengcheng, he couldn't rely on his eight poles, but the city lord was standing behind him, and he couldn't lose.

Boxing can't win, he still has professional skills, he doesn't believe that he can't win Zhang Hengcheng with this.

Di Ping looked at Tang Zhandong, who was sweating on his forehead, and his movements were getting slower and slower. He shook his head slightly, thinking that Tang Zhandong was still too late to wake up. If he could cultivate the Violent Ape Zhanjin well, Zhang Hengcheng would definitely have it now. climbed.

It's only been a few days since he woke up, and the first level of Violent Monkey Fighting Strength has not yet been cultivated.

"Fist fight in all directions!"

Tang Zhandong was in a hurry. He shouted loudly. The last time he pushed him, what he wanted most was to defeat Zhang Hengcheng with boxing. He had the pride of a warrior.

His arms were rounded, and with the fierce wind, countless fist shadows fell down like raindrops, and there was a gentle humming in the whole space, and countless armsless exploded in the sky. At this time, Tang Yudong seemed to be Eight-armed Arhat.

"It's good! The Qinglong comes out of the water!"

Zhang Hengcheng shouted, his body suddenly squatted and then rushed forward, his feet walked like flowers, each step only took half a step, and his two arms drilled straight from the bottom to the top, like two dragons, rising from the abyss, There are bursts of flooded shadows in the space, like fog and illusion.

bang bang

A series of roars sounded, the eight arms disappeared, the phantom of the Flood Dragon dissipated, and the two of them stepped back three or four steps in unison.

"Who wins!"

"I know that! But it seems that our boss is very powerful. Didn't you see that the man was breathing badly?"

"However, no one is strong enough, and we have fought with our boss for so long!"

The two were divided, and the onlookers were talking in a low voice.

"Crossing the mountain with the hammer!"

Zhang Hengcheng took the last step to the ground, kicked abruptly, and the whole person rushed out again, with a roar, his footsteps staggered like a flower, and his fists hammered forward like rain.

The fist was as strong as thunder, and the whole air fluctuated with it, making a roaring sound, and the heart of the shock was stuffy.

"Explore the horse and climb the palm!"

Tang Zhandong looked at Zhang Hengcheng who was rushing again, his eyes burst with anger, he shouted loudly, his footsteps flickered left and right, and his palms were exchanged, like a tank running rampant.

The two met in the middle of the road. It was like a landslide and tsunami. The two of them crossed each other's hands with energy, and the whole field was full of energy like wind knives. They even bleed the ears of several people standing nearby. How strong is the shock wave generated.