C647 You Take a Punch from Me too
C647 You Take a Punch from Me too
Under the roiling waves of air, it was as if the surroundings suffered a rolling hurricane. Sharp Sword Team Member, who was nearby, was also forced to retreat by the impact of the palm wind.
Heh Ying showed an expression of yearning, "Grandmasters are indeed invincible. No wonder the military values Martial Arts Grandmaster so much." Such explosive power and damage can only be achieved by small arms! "
"What's more, Martial Arts Grandmaster is extremely agile and unstoppable. This level of strength and character, no matter where in the world it is, is extremely troublesome! "
Bang!
The green wave on Meng Xuanming's fist was instantly destroyed.
Meng Xuanming's left fist barely blocked Ling Yonghao's palm attack.
Ling Yonghao burst into laughter and felt proud, "Meng Xuanming, your invincible Tiger Subduing Iron Fist is not even able to withstand a single blow from my Cloud Subduing Palm!"
Hsing Jinloong clenched his fists and looked excited. Obviously, he had suffered a lot under Meng Xuanming's punch.
However, Meng Xuanming's expression did not change, "I just want to check out what kind of ability you have now!"
"How much skill do you have?" Under that palm, Ling Yonghao casually hit the ground with his palm.
The Cloud Descending Palm was originally a martial art that Ling Yonghao cultivated himself, and it wasn't a powerful martial art either.
However, after Ling Yonghao came in contact with the Grandmaster Stage, the previously weak Cloud's Falling Palm actually had a bit of the might of heaven and earth.
This was the strength of Grandmaster Stage, the reason why Ling Yonghao defeated Meng Xuanming.
Meng Xuanming's pair of iron fists were like flowing water as he threw out a few punches in succession, dissolving Ling Yonghao's palm force.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the entire plaza, green qi and black light flashed continuously.
Within a radius of dozens of meters, there was no one around. This was because none of them could withstand the berserk aura from the exchange of blows between the two.
Regardless of who it was, everyone revealed a surprised look.
The might of the Martial Dao was at its peak!
Ling Yonghao seized the initiative with a single palm strike. And because Meng Xuanming had suppressed him for so many years, now that Ling Yonghao was so strong, the power in his palm had been pushed away and he didn't hold back at all.
Meng Xuanming could not resist and kept retreating!
Heh Ying and Hsing Jinloong were both ecstatic, because under Meng Xuanming's suppression, the sharp sword was already extremely aggrieved.
Faang Tianze was also happy in his heart. After all, he had spent a lot of energy and money on Ling Yonghao.
"Ling Shangguan, defeat him!"
"Meng Xuanming, your time has passed. Admit your defeat!"
"We can give you a chance to admit defeat!"
The sharp sword let out a series of shouts.
However, even then, Meng Xuanming didn't lose out in terms of words. "Only fifty percent of you want me to admit defeat!" Stop dreaming! Ling Yonghao, you will never be my match in your entire life! "
After Ling Yonghao came into contact with the Grandmaster, he had already become somewhat like a Grandmaster.
Meng Xuanming was so disrespectful that Ling Yonghao flew into a rage, "Meng Xuanming, I am already a half-step Zongshi."
"Do you know what happens to people who insult their grandmasters?"
"I don't know!" Meng Xuanming's arms faintly emitted a black light, but he still said those words as if he was seeking death.
"Those who humiliate Grandmasters must die!" Ling Yonghao's fingers were like a sword. A wave of energy as sharp as a sword that brought with it an aura that could cut through everything was thrusting straight at Meng Xuanming.
There was no wind around and the situation was unclear.
Only that one strike could cover the sky and cover the earth!
"I see!" Meng Xuanming's expression did not change as he smiled, "You take my punch too!"