"Wait..." Peng Junyue pointed to Huanshi and Moxing and shouted: "You fight first, you fight first, Fat Master, I have to prepare for it." I don't know when he no longer called himself Mr. Peng but Fat Master.

"I'll do it first."

"I'll first!"

Moxing and Huanshi spoke almost at the same time. Moxing paused for a moment, took a step back, and gave in: "Since you said first, you can come first."

The group of four people quickly walked towards the largest courtyard outside the Lingjiao Marquis' Mansion. The courtyard was destroyed when Zheng Shiyi first understood the front line of human demons, and has not been restored to this day. It can be used as a martial arts field.

Far away, the love demon and the heart demon old man looked at the departure of Zheng Shiyi and others and followed them one after another. Yesterday, they heard the King of Unmoved saying that Zheng Shiyi had the real demon strategy. In this case, how could they go elsewhere?

"Look first, then talk." The old man in the inner demon whispered, but was one of the few firsts to follow.

In the dilapidated garden, the flowers and plants around have been cleared, leaving only the uneven ground.

Mo Xing stood in the middle of the garden, staring at Zheng Shiyi with his eyes tightly, and said in a voice: "Tianyi, don't treat me as a friend, now you treat me as an enemy! Take out your all your strength, and I want to feel the true perfection of the God-level Marquis realm!"

After a word came to an end, his breath surged wildly. With the surging breath surging, some weeds on the ground that had not yet been removed exploded instantly.

Mo Xing looked at Zheng Shiyi with a heart of fighting spirit, and a dazzling silver light emerged from the mysterious martial arts treasure in his hand. The light was unsteady and caused the air around him to fluctuate faintly.

As the light shines, Wu Bao turns into a thick, two-handed sword.

Mo Xing held the sword in both hands, raised it high, and then slashed forward.

Under a sword, the air around him burst into pieces, and a crisp sound of something as if it was a crack of crispy objects.

This sword does not have the elegance and agility of ordinary sword techniques, but instead has a huge momentum and is full of endless domineering aura. It seems that it is the legendary giant mountain-opening axe falling, trying to tear everything in front of you!

Just a sword fell, but it gave people the feeling of endless galaxies surging down from the sky. The whole person was full of indomitable momentum. This sword even gave people a sense of being unable to avoid or cracked. Only by fighting with it, either you die or I die!

Zheng Shiyi stood on the ground, his shoulders slightly sank, and he stood there in a random manner, slowly lifting his right fist, and a black light surged on his fist. In less than a blink of an eye, the rich black air had filled the entire space.

A stream of depressing gloomy aura spread out.

Seeing that the sword Moxing was about to fall on his body, Zheng Shiyi slowly swung his fist. This punch seemed to be a punch that was squeezed out under the endless pressure of the slash.

Huan Shi and Peng Junyue stood behind and felt instantly. Mo Xing slashed a sword before, causing the entire space to be wrapped in sword energy. Zheng Shiyi's punch fell, not changing the aura around him. The space was still full of endless domineering sword energy, but this punch was not affected at all.

This seemed to be a punch that was incompatible with the whole world, but vaguely, they had an illusion that the whole world was centered on this punch.

With a punch, the black light surged. Everything in this world seemed to be rotating around this punch and Zheng Shiyi.

The black mist dissipated and turned in the air, and the surrounding air began to rotate. The bitter fist wind rotated and rushed towards the silent direction.

Around the surroundings, the endless black air seemed to solidify at this moment, as if it had turned into black grains, or like black sand, turning wildly towards it.

Mo Xing waved his hands and great sword immediately stopped. He was in the black fog and felt as if he was falling into a sandstorm.

The black sand fell down like a rain of meteorites flying from the nine heavens. It slapped on the body and instantly broke through the body protective spiritual energy around his body, causing his body to begin to become uncontrollable, as if it was about to rotate with the black sand.

It is obviously a black demonic energy, how can it turn into grains of sand?

Mo Xing's expression suddenly changed.

Change your tricks!

Must change your tricks!

On the big sword in Moxing's hand, a light surged. Just as he was about to change, a terrifying force had already fallen.

The fist wrapped in black spiritual energy fell down with a bang.

Mo Xing suddenly felt a crazy spinning force rushing into his body. This force was even more strange. It seemed to be constantly suppressed and crushed. After the continuous crushing, a strong rebound force formed. A terrifying force came and instantly knocked his body away.

After flying for more than ten feet in the air, he landed on the ground, but a pale look flashed across his face.

Peng Junyue and Huan Shi looked at each other in the back, and their eyes were full of amazement. The strength of the Ten Wings had reached such a level?

Although Mo Xing is not as good as the Ten Heavenly Kings, he is also one of the top people among the people participating in the God Marquis Conference, but he has no power to fight back against Shi Yi.

The attack of the Ten Wings just now gave them an illusion that he was the center of the world.

Behind him, Ru Mo suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the old man and love demon beside him in disbelief: "He has reached this level with this attack?"

"Don't hurry, watch slowly..." The old man in the inner demon waved his hand slightly.

Moxing took another three steps back and stabilized his body. Seeing that Zheng Shiyi, who had completely restrained his breath on the other side, was silent for a moment. He knew that Zheng Shiyi had already held his hand just now, but even so, he did not have the slightest power to fight back.

He secretly savored Zheng Shiyi's punch just now. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Zheng Shiyi and asked, "Tianyi, what kind of move was that move just now? Why, I have never seen you use it?"

"True Demon Quicksand Fist." Zheng Shiyi smiled and said, "This is the boxing technique I learned after the battle yesterday. I once entered the sword sand world and realized the power of wind. I integrated the demonic energy into it and created this move."

"The power of wind, in that blow just now, I did feel the strong power of wind, and felt that my body was not under control. What's even more terrifying is that the punch seemed incompatible with the whole world, but it made me feel that it was the center of the whole world. I had to change my moves... I understand!"

While Mo Xing spoke, a look of enlightenment suddenly appeared in his eyes and shouted loudly: "My martial arts, my moves, and my martial arts are changing a lot, but I am always changing. I am changing according to the other party, but I ignore myself.

Just like your move just now, Ignore everything, just focus on me, and only my blow! I fully understand, thank you Lao Shiyi!"

Mo Xing shouted, turned around and left, retreating. He wanted to go into seclusion now than ever before, to understand everything he had just realized.

Huan Shi glanced at Moxing who had left, stepped forward, looked at Zheng Shiyi and said, "Junior Brother Shiyi, it's my turn now."

As he spoke, a scarlet color appeared in his eyes, and a wave that was difficult to detect with his naked eyes flowed towards Zheng Shiyi.

The next moment, behind him, a huge phantom of the demon eye appeared, as if an ancient demon woke up from his sleep and stared at you, making people feel shocked.

Peng Junyue's eyes suddenly became dull.

In the distance, the despicable demon suddenly shook his head and looked at the old man with admiration and said, "Your disciple's inner magic is really getting stronger and stronger, and it is getting more and more terrifying. Even I almost got caught."

The old man in the inner demon smiled slightly, but his eyes fell on Zheng Shiyi.

The rich demonic energy of Zheng Shiyi completely wrapped him up. Suddenly, he raised his head and roared to the sky.

A series of sound waves that could be seen from the edge of his mouth were swaying from the edge of his mouth and stormed around him. A shocking sound came from his mouth, and the sound was as if it was blowing up the sky above his head.

The sound was horrifying, as if it was a huge roar made by an ancient troll when he killed the gods, and as if it was a roar made by an ancient beast on his body breaking free from the shackles.

Endless waves of air storm around.

A look of horror suddenly flashed in Fantasy's scarlet eyes. In front of him, endless sound waves gathered, turning into fist shadows and falling heavily.

This punch seemed to be the center of this world. This punch seemed to have digged everything away, and it only belonged to Zheng Shiyi, but only to his own punch.

Huanshi seemed to have been used by someone to impose a fixed technique. He watched the punch fall on his chest, his body took several steps one after another, and a trace of red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Tianyi, you... broke my inner magic with just a roar. Is this?" Huanshi raised his head and looked at Zheng Shiyi in surprise.

Zheng Shiyi retracted his fist, and the rich black air around him had dissipated. He looked like an ordinary person, looking at the fantasy world with a calm expression: "The roar of the real demons and thousands of beasts. This is also the move I realized yesterday, and it was created based on my martial soul."

His coffin martial soul contains countless black ferocious beasts, each of these ferocious beasts will make different roars. The real demon roar he created now is just created by the combination of the roars of several of the ferocious beasts. It is not considered a real roar of thousands of beasts. However, in the future, he will turn it into a real roar of thousands of beasts.

"Roaring from thousands of beasts? The sound is indeed full of fierce aura. Moreover, Lao Shiyi, your boxing technique seems to be very different from before. I feel that the moment you punch, you are the center of this world, and that punch, I even felt that no matter how I dodge, I could not avoid this punch.

This seems to be not your past boxing technique, nor the priest boxing technique.”
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