Under questioning from the Shanhai Pavilion warriors, the deputy pavilion master slowly said: "Tianhe Dilang Fist!"

"Tianhe Dilang Fist?!"

"Rule martial arts, Tianhe Dilangquan?"

"Senior Brother Fang Xu's killing move turned out to be the Tianhe Dilang Fist. Haha, then Xu Xing will definitely lose and has no chance of winning."

"Tianhe Dielang Fist is one of the most powerful martial arts in our Shanhai Pavilion. Only saints cannot practice it. I didn't expect that Senior Brother Fang Xu has mastered Tianhe Dielang Fist."

"It is said that the Tianhe Dilang Fist has a total of seven styles. The power of each style will be superimposed. When the seventh style is used, the destructive power will reach an astonishing level. I don't know which style Brother Fang Xu has mastered."

"..."

The sorrowful look on the Shanhai Pavilion warrior's face was swept away, replaced by joy.

The wound on his arm made Fang Xu completely angry.

He remained silent.

The aura on his body also became more and more explosive.

this moment.

He was like a wild beast awakening from a deep sleep.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Fang Xu suddenly took a step forward, broke the void with his long-prepared fist, and struck out fiercely.

"Tianhe Dilang Fist!"
Chapter completed!