The violent explosion blew up the ground beyond recognition, and countless rubbles flew everywhere. The snow on the ground was also lifted up by the air waves generated by the explosion, and fell down again.

Xiang Yu's fist was blocked for the first time.

Before this, Ma Qi's sword light could not withstand his fist and would be shattered by him in an instant. But this time, Ma Qi's sword light was in a stalemate with his iron fist.

"Injured, that guy is injured!"

Lu Jia suddenly pointed at Xiang Yu's fist in surprise and shouted.

The others looked closely and saw that Xiang Yu's fist was filled with blood and the blade had penetrated the fist for more than ten centimeters. Even though the fist was very big, the wound was so deep that it must have penetrated the bone.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Qianshan and others also looked happy, looking at the two people fighting in the field with great anticipation.

"Do you really think you are indestructible? Boy, go to hell for me!"

When Ma Qi saw that his attack was effective, he suddenly expressed ecstasy, especially since he knew that he was bound to die and had no scruples in his heart. He actually perfectly matched the artistic conception of the Hell Sword and brought this set of top-level combat skills to perfection.

level.

Suddenly, the power of the sword light surged, and it sank deeper and deeper into Xiang Yu's fist.

"It hurts!"

Xiang Yu cried out in pain, and a look of ferocity appeared on his innocent face:

"Overlord Iron Fist*Dragon Elephant is reincarnated, punching through the ages!"

Under the horrified and puzzled eyes of everyone, Xiang Yu refused to retreat. He actually activated his potential and transformed an ancient dragon elephant into his right fist, then used his strength again and attacked back violently.

"boom!"

"boom!"

A far more violent explosion occurred in the crater than the one just now, and the entire valley was shaken.

The explosion sent up a cloud of smoke and dust, blocking everyone's view.

"Xiaoyu, are you crazy? I don't want your fist anymore?!"

Ouyang Fugui exclaimed, his feet stopped and he wanted to rush down to save others, but was grabbed by Mo Changsheng.

"Boss?!" Ouyang Fugui looked at Mo Changsheng in confusion.

"It's good to let him learn a lesson. This is also my original intention of arranging this battle!"

Mo Changsheng's face was very gloomy, and he stared at the field:

"Don't worry, he won't be too seriously injured!"

Others couldn't see clearly what was going on in the scene, but Mo Changsheng had the help of his spiritual consciousness, but he could sense it clearly and knew that nothing would happen to Xiang Yu.

Seeing what Mo Changsheng said, Ouyang Fugui had no choice but to give up the rescue action and stared down intently.

Not only Ouyang Fugui, but others were also looking at the center of the pit nervously, wanting to know the outcome of the duel between the two sides.

The smoke caused by the explosion gradually dissipated, and the dust in the sky slowly settled, and everyone finally saw clearly what was going on in the field.

"Xiao Yu wins!"

Ouyang Fugui couldn't help but cheered. On the contrary, Yuan Qianshan and others looked like they were mourning for their heirs, and they all sighed in despair.

After the dust settled, there was only one person standing on the spot. Everyone took a closer look and confirmed the identity of that person, it was Xiang Yu!

There was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of Xiang Yu's mouth, and there was blood flowing from his nostril. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries, but in comparison, the injury to his right fist was more terrifying.

His right fist had now returned to normal size, and a horrific wound that almost cut his right palm in half between his index and middle fingers was bleeding, and soon the ground under his palm was dyed red.

Of course, compared to Xiang Yu, Ma Qi was even worse.

Not far away from Xiang Yu, a humanoid object lay quietly on the ground. This humanoid object was Ma Qi. His muscles and bones were shattered by Xiang Yu. His skin and part of his flesh and blood were also blasted to ashes, and his original appearance could no longer be seen.

, only this humanoid-like remains remained.

"I didn't expect that Ma Qi couldn't kill him even with a desperate blow. I'm afraid this guy is no less powerful than me and Cao Keshu!"

Yuan Qianshan frowned tightly, but relaxed after a moment:

"But it seems that this kid is also seriously injured. He may not have the strength to fight anymore. This can be regarded as a great blessing among misfortunes!"

Xiang Yu swallowed a healing elixir, took out a bottle of medicinal powder, and sprinkled some on the wound on his right hand.

The medicinal powder was a top-quality external wound medicine refined by Mo Changsheng. It was very effective in treating external wounds. The wound stopped bleeding soon after the powder was sprinkled on it, and scabs formed quickly.

Xiang Yu put away the two bottles, jumped into the pit, looked at Mo Changsheng with joy and said: "Brother Changsheng, I won!"

Xiang Yu thought that if he won, Mo Changsheng would be very happy, but he didn't expect that Mo Changsheng's face would be extremely ugly.

Ouyang Fugui had long known that Mo Changsheng was not in a good mood and had been winking at Xiang Yu. Unfortunately, Xiang Yu was too patronizing and happy to look at him at all.

Mo Changsheng looked at Xiang Yu with hatred, and after enduring it for a long time, he still couldn't hold it back and lectured him face to face:

"Happy? You actually have the nerve to be happy?! What did I tell you before? Huh?"

"When fighting with the enemy, especially in a life-and-death battle, remember not to be careless and never give the enemy a chance to breathe. If you can seize the opportunity, then you must take advantage of his illness to kill him and deal with the enemy as soon as possible!"

"But how did you do it? Huh? You had obviously knocked away his weapon and had the upper hand, but you actually stopped like that! In a life-and-death battle, you actually gave him a chance to arrange his funeral, and you also let him take it easy

Do you know that you are very capable of stimulating the secret technique you use to fight for your life? If Ma Qi's sword was at the level of a spiritual weapon just now, you would be dead, do you know that?"

Mo Changsheng became angrier as he thought about it, and continued to lecture:

"Also, your fists are very strong, right? Your Overlord Iron Fist has no long-range attack, right? Your Overlord Broken Halberd is for decoration, right?"

"Even if you want to exercise your Overlord Iron Fist, you must first ensure your own safety and have enough backup to deal with various emergencies. How can you go all the way to the end, except for the hard fight? Is the Dragon Elephant reincarnated?

Is there no way to attack remotely?"

"You don't have to use long-range combat skills. You have to use your fists to fight with other people's swords. Doesn't it make you look like a tough guy? You know that your fists can no longer block the opponent's unique moves, so you won't hide? I

Are the cloud-chasing boots I gave you just to look good?"

"Why not use the Overlord Po Yue Halberd? A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. As long as you use all your strength from the beginning, how can you get hurt? Can that broken knife stop your Overlord Po Yue Halberd?"

"Do you know that if you weren't the Overlord Divine Body and your potential exploded at the last moment, your right hand would be gone!"

"Tell me, how many mistakes did you make in that battle just now?"

Mo Changsheng was so angry that he cursed so hard that Xiang Yu's head almost dropped to his neck, and then he sighed and stopped.
Chapter completed!