"If you ever change, I only need one punch!"

Dragon Fist Nineteen Style!

After the Divine Realm, in addition to the strength of Zhang Xing, Zhang Xing only added the original Dragon Boxing Nine Styles to Nine Styles.

Nineteen-style dragon fist hits like lightning!

Skybreaker, Skybreaker, Skybreaker ...

Boom boom!

Zhang Xing hit the sky with a punch.

Thousands of golden-winged Dapeng's (body sh n) shadows are like meteorites outside the sky, burning gold (color) flames, carrying the power of extinction, one after another and hit Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing's fist did not deliberately hit the shadow of a golden-winged Dapeng (body sh n).

Rather, it ’s very focused.

Shenglong soaring into the sky, Longyou nine days, Kowloon is one ...

Seeing that the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, the kind of pressure in the sky makes it difficult for the demons and human races below to breathe.

But Zhang Xing's performance made them all full of doubts.

"What is he doing?"

"Practice boxing?"

"Presumably prepare some big tricks!"

"Big move? I can't look at it. The fluttering fist, although it has a certain power, is inferior to Jin Lin's vice president!"

"Okay, don't guess, Zhang Xing must lose!"

The gods of the demon (color) relaxed, and some also (dew) ridiculed.

"Ha ha! Is this human Zhang Xing's brain ill, and he doesn't have to use a big artifact, but he wants to use his fist?"

"I'm afraid this is the result of being ecstatic. This is too stupid!"

"..."

Zhang Xing was unaware of the coercion in the sky, and still hesitated to practice the nineteen styles of Longquan.

Tenth style, the black dragon comes out of the mountain!

Eleventh style, Bailong goes to sea!

The twelfth style, the dragon is here!

From the tenth style, there are nine styles of Shenjinglongquan.

At this point, a thousand golden-winged Dapeng (body sh n) shadows have whistled to a height of 1,000 kilometers.

In the middle, a phantom (body sh n) shadow is the body of the golden scale.

His eyes had nothing else, all focusing on the practice of Longquan Zhang Xing (body sh n).

Seeing Zhang Xing's actions, Jin Lin's heart was also suspicious.

He didn't think Zhang Xing was practicing his boxing skills during the duel.

Zhang Xing is extremely clever and will never do such useless work.

I hope he can make a big move to weep ghosts.

As long as it is not that artifact, he has the confidence to defeat Zhang Xing.

"Come on! Let me see what I do!

Don't let me down, Zhang Xing! "

The thirteenth style, Ying Long dances!

Fourteenth style, time and space are chaotic!

Fifteenth style, Magic Kingdom!

At this time, the coercion in the air has caused the demons on the ground to withdraw thousands of kilometers away from the original place.

Golden-winged Dapeng's Qiandao (body sh n) shadow is only 500 meters away from Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing's **** speed was also extremely fast. He could not see his arms, and even a trace of his fist disappeared.

In the sixteenth style, the blue dragon roars!

Seventeenth style, the fire of the red dragon!

The eighteenth style, the golden dragon is gone!

boom!

The distance of five hundred meters came in an instant.

Thousands of golden-winged Dapeng landed in the first batch of three hundred (body sh n).

"Haha! Zhang Xing is finished!"

Some demons are excited to jump up.

The other races were extremely nervous. They closed their breaths and stared at Zhang Xing, with anxiety and worry in their eyes.

"Hit! Why don't you punch!"

At this point, the three hundred golden-winged Dapeng (body sh n) shadow was only ten meters away from Zhang Xing's head!

Nineteenth style ... Wanlong returns!

Uh ...

I saw Zhang Xing's head not raised, and his fist floated to the sky.

The fist was just raised flush with the eyebrow.

Suddenly, the three hundred golden-winged Dapeng (body sh n) smashed and shattered!

Not only that, the second batch of three hundred Dapeng (body sh n) shadows were instantly fragmented!

Jinlin's face (color) suddenly changed, and he vomited two bloods together!