Zhao Qiankun and the God of Martial Arts rushed forward at the same time. While taking a step, the figures of the two disappeared from the eyes of ordinary people...

Not only the little emperor on the city tower, but also the strong eldest princess Jiang Yan widened her eyes and could not see the figures of the Martial God and Zhao Qiankun. Only the crackling sound of fighting came!

Among the many masters on the scene, only those who broke through the limit could barely see the afterimage of the two when they were in a fight...

Everyone was amazed by the strength of these two people. No one noticed that several disciples of the Wushen Sect quietly left the crowd and walked towards the depths of the city...

The clash between Zhao Qiankun and the God of Martial Arts was lively, but in fact it lasted less than ten seconds. With a loud bang, the two of them appeared separately.

The God of Martial Arts still looked calm, but Zhao Qiankun was much more embarrassed!

The clothes on his body were wrinkled and torn, and were obviously damaged in the high-speed attack. What’s more serious is the large amount of bruises on his body and the blood from his seven orifices...

In such a high-speed and intense showdown, the bones of the Kong skeleton can bear it, but exceed the maximum load limit!

"You are very good..." The God of Martial Arts smiled and nodded: "The person who can keep up with my speed has not appeared for a long time... But your moves are out of order, and you just rely on your physical fitness to fight with me... The so-called one-power reduction of ten, I understand why Duan Yi and the others are not your opponents... But your method can only suppress opponents with weaker power than you. If you encounter a stronger person, you will have no advantage!"

"What you said makes sense!" Zhao Qiankun laughed: "But I'm sorry, I haven't seen anyone stronger than me since I was born!"

"I just fought with me, but I dare to make such big talk?" Wu Shen smiled slightly: "I just tried your skills, but I haven't tried all my strength yet!"

"That's a coincidence!" Zhao Qiankun stumbled on his neck: "I just tried it, so it's not interesting to test it like this. Why don't you show it like this? You can show the most powerful trick in your life, and I can also show your skills. Let's decide the outcome with one move. How about it?"

"One move determines the outcome?" The God of Martial Arts sneered: "It's interesting!" As he said that, the God of Martial Arts waved his palms and held the ball in his chest. The condensed internal force gathered out, almost visible to the naked eye!

"I'll warn you first!" The God of Martial Arts said coldly: "My move is called Jingtao Palm. Using the strong internal force, it can break the bones of the enemy's body and destroy the eight extraordinary meridians... If your move cannot block my palm, then even if you are lucky enough to die, your organs and meridians will be broken. If you are cured, you will be a useless person in the second half of your life!"

"Don't worry!" Zhao Qiankun also jumped and tidied his wrists to prepare for the event: "I'm afraid that your subordinates will show mercy!"

In the blink of an eye, both of them were ready to go, their eyes facing each other, and the air in the field suddenly became tense. The onlookers swallowed and were so oppressed by the discomfort that they were unconsciously retreating. Even the flag of the Great Demon Kingdom standing between them was swaying left and right under the squeeze of two pressures, without taking the wind direction into consideration at all.

Finally, the flag that could not bear the destruction shook violently, and a hole was torn open with a thrust!

As if a signal, the figures of the God of Martial God and Zhao Qiankun disappeared. The ground where the two had just stood collapsed, and the strong vibration made the entire square shaking. Even the huge statue on Yuyang Gate that had been standing for eight hundred years was slightly shaken left and right, as if the Emperor of Holy Martial Arts was also afraid of the power of the two and was trembling all over.

The figures of the two appeared again the moment they disappeared!

Accompanied by the huge impact, the two of them frozen in the center of the square, under the flag of the Great Demon Kingdom.

The martial god's palms came out together and hit Zhao Qiankun's chest.

Zhao Qiankun took the Martial God's Palm with his chest in a posture of opening his arms as if he was about to embrace him!

Facing this scene, not only the onlookers, but also the God of War himself was very surprised!

After hearing Zhao Qiankun's blowing, the Martial God really took out real skills. He thought it would be a shocking battle, but he didn't expect the opponent to come up with him! At that moment, the Martial God even thought there was a deception in the other party's body movements, and hesitated for a moment before he decided to slap this palm.

The result was good, without any tricks, Cheng Yaojin was like begging for death, and he came to the door straight!

The other party is dead...

The God of Martial Arts is very sure!

The palm power of his storm palm was not wasted at all, and it all hit the opponent's body. He could even feel the internal force rushing in the opponent's body, savagely destroying the meridians, internal organs and all soft tissues!

No matter who it is, he is dead at the moment he eats this palm!

The only thing that made him feel a little strange was that he did not feel the other party’s bones were damaged!

But this is no big deal. After all, Jingtao Palm is known for its hidden strength. It is different from the external skills of the iron sand palm that is head-on. It is better at destroying the opponent's soft tissue with internal strength. Moreover, the opponent is also an extremely powerful master, and the bones are naturally much harder than ordinary people. It is normal to not smash the ribs...

Feeling that his opponent was no longer alive, the God of Martial Arts decided to stop, leaving Zhao Qiankun standing there with his arms spread out, like a sculpture.

"He is dead!" A master who is good at qi-seeking skills suddenly shouted: "That Cheng Yaojin is dead!"

As soon as these words came out, the humans in the audience cheered and the little emperor and the eldest princess on the city tower breathed a sigh of relief. The little emperor patted his chest and exclaimed sincerely: "With the God of Martial Arts, I have no worries about my country..."

The God of Martial Arts stepped over Zhao Qiankun and looked at the many monsters behind him.

"You are all my defeated generals... Before the abnormality of Haina's ring, I was worried that you would come out to harm the world. Unexpectedly, they would dare to come to make trouble for God!"

The demons were so excited that they were so angry that they saw the God of War, and they were all silent when they saw them standing in front of them. They retreated one after another. Only the injured Qingjun was still shouting and cursing at the God of War, but the God of War slapped his chin in the air and could only whimper.

"You guys, since you have escaped, it would be great to squint in your hometown..." The God of Martial Arts approached the demons step by step, shook his head and sighed: "After so long, I almost forgot where to catch you... Who would have thought you came to your door by yourself. Unfortunately, this time I don't have the Haina ring, so I can only..."

As he said that, the God of Martial Arts raised one hand, his fingers twitched, and his joints crackled.
Chapter completed!