"Wind and residual clouds!"
Nie Feng was shocked and at the same time, he kicked his feet vigorously.
Three tables were kicked out by him, facing the terrifying fist force. Only three bangs were heard, and the tables were shattered on the spot. The fist force only slowed down slightly and continued to attack him.
"Stormy storm!"
Seeing that the three tables could not block the punch, Nie Feng knew that he had met a peerless master. He kicked his feet wildly, like a violent storm hitting the punch.
Bang bang bang! !
The strength of the fist was finally exhausted by the dense rain of kicks, but as a price, Nie Feng's true energy had been consumed by more than half, and his face was a little pale.
"Who is he? Why did he kill me?"
Nie Feng stood on the stage, scanning the whole place with his starry eyes. Finally, he looked at the door and noticed a powerful aura that was pressing closer step by step. He kicked with his feet, ready to escape or fight at any time.
The Fengshen Kick he cultivated was famous for its speed. Even if he couldn't beat the opponent, escaping wouldn't be a problem.
At this moment, the private room on the second floor.
"Well, it seems to be the one from Japan."
Qin Xiu, who was pouring himself a drink, radiated the black and white field to the whole audience. He noticed the aura approaching from outside the door, which was similar to the emperor's shadow before. His starry eyes suddenly flashed with disgust, and the corner of his mouth raised a hint of coldness.
While everyone was shocked.
Extremely arrogant words came from outside the door, arrogantly saying:
"When I was in Japan, I heard about the outstanding people in the Central Plains, North Shaolin, South Wudang, and Tianxiahui. I thought Nie Feng was so powerful that he couldn't even block my punch. It seems that the Central Plains are all trash."
Rumble~~~~
The door to Lost Time suddenly exploded, and a huge hole appeared.
A man as tall as an iron tower, wearing black armor, ignored everyone present, strode into the hall, and stood majestically in front of Nie Feng.
"Who are you?"
"How dare you look down upon me, the land of China!"
Nie Feng glared at the tall old man.
This burly old man was tall, with muscles all over his body like rocks. The punch he unleashed outside the door just now overwhelmed Nie Feng, and he even spoke shamelessly of contempt for China, making Nie Feng very angry.
"Boy, listen to me, my father is the master of Wushen Jue Palace, Jue Wushen!"
Behind the burly old man, a young man said proudly.
This young man's name is Jue Xin, and he is the son of Jue Wu Shen. Not long after their father and son came to Middle-earth, they have already defeated countless martial arts masters. This is the moment when they are high-spirited and arrogant.
"Absolute God?!"
Hearing this terrible name, not only Nie Feng, but also the others were shocked.
Some timid people have already sneaked away. After all, they came here tonight to see the oriental girl, not to die.
Nie Feng frowned and shouted:
"Jue Wushen, you are a martial arts master from Japan. If you don't practice in Japan, why are you here in China? Now that you are here, why are you so rude?!"
As the leader of the Tianxiahui, and practicing the Fengshen Legs, Nie Feng remained neither humble nor arrogant, with a heroic character, even when faced with Jue Wushen.
Jue Wushen laughed loudly and said:
"That's a good question!"
After that, he clenched his fists and said:
"Nie Feng, I came to the vast land of China this time to prove one thing. Shenquan Dao is the strongest boxing technique in the world! The Immortal Golden Body is the strongest physical technique in the world! Anyone who stands in my way will have no way to survive!"
After finishing speaking, Nie Feng was not given a chance to speak. He punched out from the air, and a golden fist shadow shot out of the air, causing the void to tremble, and mercilessly killed Nie Feng.
"What a terrible boxing skill."
Nie Feng was shocked when he saw this and immediately ran away.
Fengshen's legs were extremely fast, avoiding the golden fist shadows. Jue Wushen snorted coldly when he saw this, and punched here, and fist shadows bombarded out. Nie Feng was exhausted from running for his life, and exploded wherever he fled, and the entire brothel was crumbling.
"Is this the Way of Killing Fist? Haha, the power is only average."
On the second floor, Qin Xiu watched the show silently and drank wine leisurely.
From the perspective of a peerless master like Qin Xiu, Jue Wushen's killing fist was not bad at dealing with Nie Feng's level. However, if he met a truly peerless master, he would be killed in one move within three moves.
At this moment, the battlefield.
Relying on the speed of Fengshen's legs, Nie Feng continued to avoid the shadow of the fist, but if he stayed for a long time, he would lose, and he finally received a punch.
boom! !
Nie Feng was punched in the shoulder and his whole body hit the wall.
He knocked a big hole into the thick wall. Before the man could get up, Jue Wushen suddenly descended from the sky and stepped down hard with his feet, trying to crush his head.
Buzz~~~~
Ming~~~~
The sound of erhu suddenly echoed through the brothel.
A soft yet majestic sword energy suddenly rolled up Nie Feng's body and dragged him away from the ground, while Jue Wushen's feet fell heavily on the ground. The earth trembled, the green bricks shattered, and the air waves overturned Countless seats.
"Huh? There are actually experts?"
Jue Wushen showed excitement and bloodthirsty expression.
He walked straight towards a wall, and the wall collapsed in front of him like white paper.
Behind the wall is a teahouse. There is a middle-aged man sitting in the hall, playing the erhu, and the music is sad and melodious.
"Jue Wushen, you came to Middle-earth to challenge the masters, you could have made friends with martial arts, but you have a cruel temperament and ruthless attacks, killing countless Middle-earth warriors. You really shouldn't."
The middle-aged man said calmly while playing the erhu.
The person standing in front of him was Jue Wushen, a terrifying existence like a fierce god, but he was indeed calm and calm, not afraid at all, very calm and calm.
"Senior, Jue Wushen's boxing skills are very strong, so be careful."
Nie Feng stood nearby and reminded in a low voice.
If the middle-aged Erhu hadn't taken action just now and saved him with a ray of heroic sword energy, he would have been trampled into mud by Jue Wushen.
Jue Wushen glared at the middle-aged man and said:
"Your sword energy is very strong. Tell me your name. I won't kill unknown people."
When he said this, he walked towards the middle-aged man step by step, releasing his aura, creating coercion and constantly acting on the other person.
The middle-aged erhu man put down his erhu, stood up slowly, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly:
"I have no name."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was surprised.
This strange-looking erhu man turned out to be Tianjian Wuming! Didn't he live in seclusion? Why do you appear here? He happened to save Nie Feng. Did he come prepared?
"Hahaha! It turns out that Tianjian Wuming is very good, very good!" Juewushen laughed wildly and said: "You Chinese people claim to be experts like clouds, but in my opinion, you are all in vain. Let's kill Tianjian first today. , If I kill the Heavenly Sword another day, I will definitely dominate the Central Plains!"
boom! !
A punch hit Wuming's face, causing the void to shake uneasily.
Groan! !
The heroic sword was unsheathed, and the nameless horizontal sword blocked.
boom! !
Absolute God takes one step back, Wuming takes three steps back.
"Killing God!"
Jue Wushen shouted loudly, his fists were like the sun shining on the earth, and he wanted to crush Wuming on the spot.
Wuming concentrated on drawing out his sword, and the shadow of the sword filled the sky. In just one breath, he exchanged dozens of moves with Jue Wushen. He felt that this man's boxing skills were domineering and had very few flaws.
