"The combat power of the half-step martial god can already stop me from killing me with one punch!"

This sentence, both intonation and content, is extremely arrogant, and almost treats himself as a powerful person who can compare to the fourth-level martial god...

"It's Shi Tianlun!"

Hearing this, feeling the familiar aura of abyss and prison, Shi Changsheng frowned slightly: "No! When I saw him a few years ago, he was just an eighth-grade martial saint. How could his strength be so strong now!"

"The Way of the Martial God was extinct a thousand years ago. Both of them should be super strong men of the half-step Martial God. Their skills are not much different. Whoever wins and loses depends on the movement and the momentum is played out! The victory or defeat should be in the 55th!"

Although he said this in a plain tone, there was still a trace of unresolved concern between Tang Qing's eyebrows, which was obviously a little scared by Shi Tianlun's terrifying strength, and was worried that Ma Xingkong would be defeated and died in battle.

Swish!

As the words came, a middle-aged man eight feet long, wearing a purple gold battle robe and squintessential beard, instantly came to a hundred meters ahead of Ma Xingkong. His aura was extremely fierce. Even if he was ten thousand meters away, Shi Changsheng and Tang Qing, who were also a third-level martial saint, felt a sense of palpitations.

Faced with arrogant and arrogant words and a domineering aura, Ma Xingkong turned his head gently and said to Shi Tianlun gently: "If I can't kill three moves, I will immediately commit suicide!"

A seemingly plain sentence contains a strong sense of confidence. It completely resolves Shi Tianlun's verbal offensive and momentum. It is more powerful than any violent verbal counterattack. This makes Shi Tianlun's domineering attitude towards Ma Xingkong look like a gangster facing the clamor of a gangster and cannot be on the table.

"There is a strong force, and the momentum of fighting and robbing is so strong? What a powerful boy! This Ma Xingkong is definitely not a person from the 'Shanzhongmen', but a super strong man who fights step by step from the bottom layer!"

In a blink of an eye, Shi Tianlun calmed Ma Xingkong's character in his heart, but his breath was still domineering: "I want to kill me with only three moves? Even if the God of Martial Arts comes in person, I dare not say this. I want to see where I got the confidence from!"

After saying this, Shi Tianlun stirred up a huge amount of true energy in his body and suddenly punched.

Shi Tianlun ended the fight with a first attack. It can be said that he still made a big move in his momentum, but he was not guilty. The confidence tempered by thousands of battles gave him great confidence, so he had all his strength when he punched.

"Yinyang Heavenly Fist! Dead!"

Shi Tianlun punched out, and the huge power of qi and blood almost rendered the sky within a radius of ten miles. The energy was dissipated and condensed into a yin and yang pattern, and the fist was shaking and turbulent like a large millstone, as if it could resolve any attack.

"Is it also the Yin-Yang Fist Intent that controls the route? Just right! I also use the same Fist Intent to break my mind!"

Seeing Shi Tianlun's punch, Ma Xingkong did not use the Tianyuan Sword to unlock the opponent's qi and wandered through, but his pupils contracted slightly, and he closed his index fingers and middle fingers together, and stabbed the sword out with his fingers.

This punching sword omits the past process of mobilizing true qi and stimulating qi and blood. The punching process is simple and direct, flowing and flowing, and is natural. It seems simple and simple, but contains the extremely complex principles of boxing.

"The wheel of life and death? Move the universe!"

After fighting with Cai Feng, Ma Xingkong had a lot of insights. With the accumulation of past experience, he was not idle for the six months of tempering the cage talisman. He used deduction ability to calculate the most perfect third move of the life and death round.

After the world milling wheel and the destiny against the heavens, the universe is born!

Although in terms of power, moving the universe and changing fate are almost the same as defiance of heaven and changing one's destiny, the thoughts contained are not the ultimate reversal. They are a kind of confidence to prove the truth with domineering power.

If the milling plate of heaven and earth is the jade seal that conforms to the way of heaven, and the axe that defies heaven and changes destiny is the axe that opens the sky, then this moving Qiankun is the sword of immortals, who can prove the Tao with the power of the limit!

roar!

In a trance, Shi Tianlun seemed to see a chaotic sword light forming on the claw fist of Ma Xingkong Demon Dragon, instantly activate the giant power formation above, and the power increased many times. It also brought a huge purple aura, which was extremely terrifying. Although his spiritual fist intention was powerful, he could not beat the other party at all.

So Shi Tianlun immediately turned his fist into claws while punching, and countless small blue and black tendons on his hands suddenly became ferocious, as if he had brought him a layer of iron sand gloves, but this was harder and stronger than the iron sand steel sand diamond gloves.

"Let me see my killer move! Zhulong Explodes the Claws!"

Quietly, Shi Tianlun's hands intertwined, and repeatedly turned into a long white dragon with his eyes closed. The red flames burned and rose all over the dragon, which turned out to be the image of the legendary Zhulong, pounced towards Ma Xingkong with a storm and destruction.

According to legend, Zhulong is the strongest dragon besides the Ancestral Dragon. If the myth of creation was born by the Lord of the Ancestral Dragon, then Zhulong is the god of destruction who is responsible for destruction.

Zhulong doesn't open his eyes, but he wants to destroy the world! Even the sun dares to shoot light in the range that Zhulong's eyes touches!

Although Shi Tianlun's claw only had a little bit of the essence of the candle dragon and did not show it instantly when he opened his eyes, it was enough to suppress a world. With his move, the temperature of the entire battlefield dropped by more than ten degrees, suppressing the bloody aura condensed and tempered by millions of people on the battlefield.

Looking at Shi Tianlun's shocking grab and comparing the name of this claw, Ma Xingkong's thoughts flashed in his heart.

"The demon master attacked the Dragon Clan's base camp from Zhulong Palace as a breakthrough. Is there any secret here?"

As soon as this thought arose, Ma Xingkong was buried in his heart.

When fighting, you must wholeheartedly and throw away any major matters behind your mind, otherwise life and death will be separated.

Although Ma Xingkong is invincible all the way, many of the opponents he meets seem to be different from his strength. As long as he loses his mind for a moment and responds inappropriately, he will be injured and killed by the opponent and will be powerless to turn the world back.

"Zhulong is just the second strongest person in the Dragon Clan, but my dragon clan's bloodline is derived from the Ancestral Dragon."

"And with the help of the wish coin, my bloodline is almost the closest person to the Ancestral Dragon among the dragon clan. The Extreme Dragon is also a magical power derived from the Ancestral Dragon bloodline. How could I be afraid of this guy who steals the Zhulong's mind and condenses his fist skills?"

Ma Xingkong laughed loudly, then dispersed the power of the moving Qiankun, and continued to punch Shi Tianlun's claws.

The Extreme Dragon Rune appears, and the body turns into a long dragon!

At this moment, in Shi Tianlun's eyes, Ma Xingkong's arm seemed to have changed into a giant dragon that reached the sky.

The head is like a cow, the horns are like a deer, the eyes are like shrimp, the ears are like an elephant, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a snake, the scales are like a fish, the claws are like a phoenix, and the palm is like a tiger. There are eighty-one scales on its back, with nine or nine yang numbers, and a white reverse scale that looks like the purest and purest in the world. In addition, the whole body is shining with golden light, and majestic like the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao.

"Extreme Dragon Fist!"

Bang!

With his fists facing each other, Ma Xingkong remained motionless, but Shi Tianlun suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments. While he flew back, the fear in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Incarnation of the Ancestral Dragon? This is impossible!"

Feeling the rupture and bleeding of internal organs, although Shi Tianlun could suppress it instantly and still exert 80% of his strength, he was broken twice in a row and was broken by Ma Xingkong, and immediately thought of escaping.

"Purple Gold Magical Power Furnace helps me get out of here!"

Shi Tianlun shouted loudly, and a purple bunker flew out of his chest, covering him with all the dantian, turning into a purple gold flow, and flew rapidly towards the distance.

The two killer moves of this super powerful man in the half-step martial god were violently cracked by Ma Xingkong with the same means. For a moment, he was dispelled and chose to escape!

"I've already said three moves and wanted to kill Ji. If I really let Ji escape, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?"

Ma Xingkong thought with a thought, and he used his consciousness to connect the cage rune in the lower dantian. The true energy was infused wildly, and a sense of restraint locked the purple-gold streaming light from the air, setting it in the air.

With a light step, Ma Xingkong flickered into the Purple Gold Fortress.

As soon as he came in, he frowned: "What a strong resentment and murderous intent, there are probably no less than 10,000 people who die under this 'Purple Gold Supernatural Power Furnace'!"

Looking at Shi Tianlun who was locked by the cage and struggling constantly, a hint of mocking appeared on Ma Xingkong's mouth: "This cage talisman is a super innate talisman that can even be confined to the fourth-level powerful force for two or three seconds. Although it cannot exert all its power now, it is not too easy to fix it for three or five seconds!"

Ma Xingkong was right. With the two super innate talismans, Fan Cage and the Dragon of Extreme Dao, in his hands, he could already sweep the invincible hands below the fourth level.

He held his hands back into seals, and Ma Xingkong smashed Shi Tianlun hard.

"The divine seal is overwhelming!"

"No, no! I can use the purple gold magic power furnace to refine the Tiangang Jingyuan Pill to help me break through and become a martial god! Don't kill me!" Shi Tianlun's heart was quickly filled with panic and fear, and he quickly condensed a message and wanted to pass it on to Ma Xingkong.

However, the speed at which he sent the message was not as fast as Ma Xingkong's move. Although Ma Xingkong clearly felt that he was struggling to condense the message, he only thought it was an ordinary begging for mercy, so he smashed it without any mercy.

Bang!

Shi Tianlun, who had extraordinary power and had killed half-step martial god, was then smashed by Ma Xingkong with heavy hands, and turned into a fuzzy flesh and blood, splattering on the purple gold fortress.

It was not until this time that Shi Tianlun's last words came into Ma Xingkong's mind.

"Tiangang Jingyuan Pill, break through to become a martial god? That is, can I help me break through to the fourth level? Damn it!"

Looking at Shi Tianlun's brain that was smashed into pieces, Ma Xingkong understood that even if he used soul search, he would not have any thought of drawing any memory from the other party. He couldn't help but feel annoyed and regretful.

"By the way, I still have the wish coin!"

Ma Xingkong's dark eyes suddenly became brighter.

"I make a wish..."
Chapter completed!