My Master is Lin Zhengying

I also think that Nan Chen can be easily taken down.

After all, he has been wandering around for decades.

With rich actual combat experience, I don't think that such a young man as Nan Chen can be an opponent of his old world.

So, after a brief shock.

Tulong Daoist speeded up and went straight to kill Xiang Nanchen.

As for Qiu Sheng next to Nan Chen, he was only at the fifth level of the Huang rank.

Daoist Dragon Slayer hasn't taken a fancy to it yet.

In a blink of an eye, the distance between the two was only three meters.

Daoist Dragon Slayer suddenly jumped up, his whole body was filled with profound energy.

The violent breath flows continuously.

Suppressing Nanchen.

He clenched his fist even more, and punched Nan Chen in the face.

He wanted to save time and win or lose with one blow.

And this circle is the famous Taoism of the Dragon Slayer Taoist Priest.

Iron Fist.

Concentrating profound energy, this punch is astonishingly powerful.

It is at least twice as strong as a punch from a cultivator of the same cultivation level.

If an ordinary person gets hit by such a punch, the body may be pierced directly.

Such a powerful punch, Daoist Tulong thought that Nan Chen couldn't catch it at all.

In his mouth, he even roared:

"Boy, prepare to die!"

Not far away, Qiu Sheng felt a strong wave of profound energy, pointing at it.

It made him take a deep breath.

It can be seen that Nan Chen is advancing instead of retreating, without the slightest sign of dodging.

Qiu Sheng was afraid that Nan Chen would suffer, so he couldn't help reminding:

"Junior brother get out of the way..."

At the same time, Jian Zhen and Ye Xi also ran in through the back door.

Throwing that person's fist at Nan Chen just now, he also covered his mouth in surprise, showing a look of panic.

But Nan Chen himself didn't put the other party in his eyes, and even showed a smile.

Not only did he not retreat, but he threw away the mahogany sword in his hand.

He also clenched his fists, as if he was going to fight the opponent.

Seeing such a scene, Qiu Sheng was dumbfounded.

He asked Nan Chen to dodge to avoid the opponent's violent punch.

But Nan Chen was so good that he not only didn't get out of the way, he even threw away the mahogany sword.

Clenched fists, suspected of fisting?

What, what is this for?

Isn't this true?

Seeing Qiu Sheng panic.

"Junior brother, hurry up!"

Qiu Sheng hurried forward.

But the distance has been pulled away by five or six meters, and it is too late for him to save him.

And Daoist Dragon Slayer, who was volleying down, was also dazed at first.

But the next moment, he was happy.

Just now I was still lamenting Nan Chen's talent and evildoer.

At such an age, he has already cultivated at the first stage of the Mysterious Rank.

But now it seems that he is a fool.

He is in the arena, and he has a nickname.

Iron Fist Dragon Slayer.

He once killed a Baisha zombie with a single punch, hence the name.

Nan Chen, you still want to punch him?