The instant confrontation between the two fell into the eyes of some warriors present.

Here, there are tourists, hotel security guards, and bodyguards of Hong Wenfeng and others.

They all sucked in air, showing their fearful eyes, and at the same time, their mood became excited.

This is a peak showdown!

One is an invincible master who can defeat two great masters, and the other is a real great master of the genius!

They are either masters or just barely entering the threshold of a master.

Where can I see this level of confrontation? Today, they are not only afraid, but also a sense of honor!

This is what is called "knowledge"!

Sometimes, the knowledge a person has can also raise his limit.

"Qin Yang!" Lin Shuangwu's face turned pale. This was the first time she saw Qin Yang being defeated in a head-on confrontation.

Moreover, the amount of blood I vomited this time was not an ordinary amount!

She quickly judged a result - Qin Yang was defeated!

She couldn't help but look worried, her pretty face was also gloomy, and there was indescribable tension in her eyes.

"Shut up!"

Qin Yang scolded impatiently, then wiped off the blood from his chin and stared at the ancient famous minister coldly.

"Senior, it's the first time I've seen this kind of power use. What do you call it?"

When the famous ancient minister heard this, he said lightly: "I use three sections of Bength Thunder Fist!"

"Please give me advice!"

Qin Yang nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Then the figures of the two flashed at the same time and disappeared!

In an instant, both sides appeared at the same time, and they were in close contact.

A fist was elusive. It was obviously hit from the front in Qin Yang's eyes, but the next moment it turned from the side.

The speed of this fist is simply unimaginable. Fortunately, Qin Yang activated the eye-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-straight-s

"Oh? What a powerful fighting consciousness. You can only temper it by fighting with people frequently, right?"

The ancient famous minister was surprised. He dared to say that few people in the same realm could escape his punch.

But a great master was able to avoid it, which shocked him.

Qin Yang shrank the ground into an inch, retreated more than ten meters back, keeping a distance from the ancient famous ministers.

"The Taoist sect shrinks into an inch"

The ancient famous minister recognized this secret technique at a glance, smiled faintly, and then approached and attacked again.

Qin Yang stood there, his eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, and his aura spread throughout his body, which seemed to be like Gu Weiwei's grandfather's aura.

The ancient famous minister also felt it, so he said in surprise: "Release your qi and cover your body? Once my fist arrives, I will fiddle with your qi and be noticed by you."

"A very powerful way to use qi, but even if you know the path of my fist, can you stop it?"

Qin Yang did not reply, and the fist was indeed arrived as the ancient famous minister spoke.

Front left!

Qin Yang made a judgment in an instant, then turned around and used his chest to resist the punch.

Boom!

A loud sound exploded, Qin Yang snorted, then staggered backwards.

"Haha! Not bad!"

The ancient famous minister's tone was a little surprised and excited.

This was the first time he had met such a powerful master, and I'm afraid he couldn't find a second such master in this world!

"Come again!"

The ancient famous minister's cheerful laughter rang out, and then he punched Qin Yang's storefront.

Qin Yang raised his foot and turned his body ninety degrees before he could dodge the punch.
Chapter completed!