Super Dandi Rebirth City

Chapter 644
boom!
A huge cloud of smoke exploded in an instant!
The roar continued, and the cement and marble rostrum trembled violently.

Ye Lantian almost lost control of his figure and fell down.

Zheng Dongping, who was already injured, almost rolled his eyes.

The dust and smoke cleared!

The high platform made of cement has been torn apart in the distance.

With a pair of iron fists, Meng Xuanming, who defeated all the masters of the sharp sword, is already covered in dust, his clothes are torn, and he is not as arrogant as before.

He Ying's eyes widened instantly, unable to believe it at all.That is the master of martial arts who defeated all the masters of all sharp swords, even Ling Yonghao was defeated by his opponents.

Ling Yonghao, who had already been seriously injured, straightened his body straight, staring at this incredible thing with wide eyes, blood on his clothes, but he didn't care.I always thought that Han Zhen was just lucky and got some kind of martial arts inheritance, but he never expected that Han Zhen would be able to shoot Meng Xuanming, who is a master of martial arts, to the ground with one palm.

Almost all members of Sharp Sword's team felt an unbelievable sense of absurdity.

Everyone desperately suffered serious injuries, but still couldn't stop Meng Xuanming's pace.When he met Han Zhen, it was just a move, so miserable.

"You dare to hurt me!" Meng Xuanming was caught off guard, having suffered such a setback, his heart was extremely furious.

Meng Xuanming retreated for several months and broke through to the realm of martial arts master. It is because of his high-spirited spirit that he became famous in one fell swoop and became known all over the world.

When you come to the sharp sword, you will naturally crush Sifang Invincible.

I never thought that I would be beaten so miserably directly.

Meng Xuanming was so enraged that his hair almost stood on end, and when he stepped on his feet, the shattered earth, rocks and tiles around him exploded.The whole person has appeared in front of Han Zhen again, "I didn't expect that you can release your inner strength and turn your energy into a fire. I didn't expect that you can become a quasi-grandmaster at such a young age!"

Meng Xuanming didn't believe that Han Zhen could become a martial arts master, because the difficulty was too great.Even the invincible Duan Qingcang couldn't become a martial arts master when he was under 20 years old.

Not to mention the kid in front of him.

Meng Xuanming grinned twice, "But this time you sneaked up on me, but there is no next chance at all!"

He clenched his fists tightly, and the fists immediately became pitch black, and even a strange pattern appeared on the pitch black surface.With a deep and terrifying meaning.

"This is Meng Xuanming's crouching tiger boxing technique, which is already the highest level of boxing skills..." Ling Yonghao was shocked, "This seems to be the highest level in the legend. It can condense gangsters, enough to smash mountains, rocks and steel! Human body How can I resist..."

Ling Yonghao originally thought that Meng Xuanming was just lucky enough to break through to the grandmaster realm before himself, but he didn't expect that the opponent even succeeded in cultivating the highest realm in the legend of Fuhu Fist.In this way, even if Ling Yonghao really breaks through to become a martial arts master, he is definitely not Meng Xuanming's opponent.

Even if Han Zhen displayed such an outstanding palm technique, Ling Yonghao couldn't believe that Han Zhen could win such a terrifying crouching tiger boxing technique.

Meng Xuanming clenched his fist to meet him, the mysterious pattern on the fist even wiped out endless sparks in the air.

With just one move, there was a dull roar in the air.

Everyone looks at each other, all colors are lost.

Han Zhen frowned, "How dare you refuse to accept it!"

Han Zhen gently clenched his right fist, as if holding everything in the world!

There was no sound of the air being crushed, and even the muscles in the palm did not vibrate.

The white fist hit straight.

Vientiane God Fist!

Broken moon!

(End of this chapter)