If the fight between them is placed in the real world outside, the entire central imperial court will be completely collapsed by the continuous spreading force.

Even the sky will be blown out by both sides.

The power is too strong.

"Bang bang bang..."

The frequency and speed of both sides' attacks were also in the extreme state. In the blink of an eye, dozens of punches could be shot out, and the fists completely turned into afterimages, constantly flashing.

You know, almost every punch in this hits the opponent's body directly.

Whether it is Fang Yu's fist or Xiao Jinren's fist.

But under this high-intensity attack, neither side of both sides wanted to fall or could not support it, but continued to attack, ignoring the heavy damage suffered by the body.

"Boom boom boom..."

The entire third floor of Qiankun Tower was vibrating and bursting constantly.

The Extreme Cold Tears stood in the distance, holding hands, watching this scene quietly.

"I don't know how long it will take to end this way of playing."

Li Huoyu appeared beside the extremely cold tears and said.

The tears of cold walked a few steps to the side, as if they were unwilling to stand too close to Lihuoyu, and said coldly: "The master has his own ideas, and I believe that the master's judgment will not go wrong."

Li Huoyu glanced at Ji Han Zhichi and snorted coldly: "You seem to have no sense of self."

"I don't need self-awareness." Ji Han Zhilei replied, "As a weapon spirit, you should have the appearance of a weapon spirit, instead of being very arrogant and pointing fingers at your master."
Chapter completed!