War God Asura

"Xuan Tier elementary martial arts, Wind Devouring Palm"

Accompanied by two violent shouts, Xing Jue and Lu Zhan shot at the same time, and a ray of radiant palms swept away with a thick ray of iron fist.

"What a beautiful martial arts." Looking at the magnificent martial arts displayed by the two, everyone was sighed. This magnificent martial arts, let alone the audience off the court, saw it for the first time even by people of the three races.

The palm prints of "Squeak Squeak" collided with the ray iron fist, and did not make the expected huge roar, nor did it erupt with powerful ripples. Instead, it continued to emit harsh rubbing sounds, and the ray palm prints on the ray iron fist. Is doing resistance.

Seeing this situation, Xing Jue and Lu Zhan also continuously poured the power of their bodies into the light palm print and the light iron fist. With the continuous infusion of the power of the two people, the light of the two pale golden palm prints and iron fist also increased. More prosperous...

"Good boy, it turned out that it was my "Wind Devouring Palm" of Yufeng Pavilion. When Lu Zhan's stalemate was justified, the elder of Yufeng Pavilion on the seat suddenly said, and above his proud face, it also appeared A touch of ruthlessness.

"What? Elder Feng, you mean that the martial arts performed by Xing Jue is your Yufeng Pavilion's martial arts?" After hearing Elder Feng's words, the instructor of the Xing family asked with some worry.

"Yes, this is exactly my Yufeng Pavilion's non-passing martial arts skills," Feng elder said angrily.

"Oops." After hearing Elder Feng's words, the instructor secretly said in his heart that this Yufeng Pavilion's martial arts has never been passed down. If outsiders dare to practice Yufeng Pavilion's martial arts, if they are discovered by Yufeng Pavilion, they will be subject to imperialism. The severe punishment of Fengge would abolish martial arts at the slightest level, and abolish his skill at the worst, so when the instructor heard the words of Elder Feng, he knew that things were not good.

"Squeak...squeak...squeak...squeak..."

The harsh friction sounded constantly, and Xing Jue Yu Lu Zhan had been deadlocked for several minutes. Although the strong confrontation of these two gorgeous lights feasted everyone's eyes, it was a considerable burden for Xing Jue Lu Zhan. , Because behind this magnificent radiance, there is the force of force that is constantly flowing in their bodies.

At this moment Xing Jue was already sweating profusely, but relying on the support of the Xuan-level elementary techniques, Xing Jue was still able to hold it.

However, compared to Xing Jue, Lu Zhan’s situation is much more miserable. It’s just that Lu Zhan is not only sweating profusely, but even his body is trembling a bit. It lasts for a minute at most. .

"Squeak...squeak...squeak...squeak..."

Sure enough, with the violent sound of friction, the situation of the stalemate began to change. The palm prints and giant fists that were originally stalemate were constantly changing. The light palm prints began to press against the giant fists, although the speed was not very high. Quick, but if it goes on like this, it only takes half a minute, and the palm print will completely wipe out the giant fist and hit Lu Zhan.