"boom!"

Huang Yilang ignored Xu Yang's punch at his chest and ribs, and turned his body and flashed golden light, completely offsetting the power of the punch, and then made a fierce counterattack.

"By relying on the Dharma body formed by the deflection field, Huang Yilang really takes advantage of the close-up battle..." On the thick golden pillar, Shan Feng, the chief disciple of Panlong Academy, said slowly. He is strong in body and often uses close-up battles when facing the enemy. When he saw Huang Yilang's deflection field, he couldn't help but wonder, if he faces this Huang clan emperor, how should he crack it?

Cang Hai said: "Senior Brother Shan, if you are Nan Batian, is there any way to deal with Huang Yilang's deflected Dharma Body?"

Shan Feng said: "I can only open the power of the Dharma Body, activate the Dragon Subduing Tiger Fist Seal, and try hard to see if I can break the defense of this Dharma Body."

"Hmph! It's ridiculous. Huang Yilang activated the power of bloodline blessing, and now his defense is comparable to that of the Xuanhuang level. Even if your strength is doubled, it is impossible to break his Dharma body!" A slightly sharp voice came from a distance from the side.

"Who is it?" Shan Feng's eyebrows were singularly, looking at the direction where the sound came, but there was no one!

"Hmph, the rat with his head and tail exposed... Forget it, don't worry about him." Shan Feng did not continue to look after the source of the sharp voice. His attention was once again attracted by the battle in the field.

"Bang! Bang!"

A series of confrontation sounds burst out, and the strong wind blew. Xu Yang's Wutu Heavenly Palace was already shaking under Huang Yilang's continuous attacks. On the other hand, Huang Yilang's deflecting Dharma body was still bright and there was still a long time to collapse.

After all, Xu Yang has just cultivated the second level of Heavenly Palace, and his realm is equivalent to a middle-level strong man in Xuanwang. Even if he has superimposed secret techniques and can increase his own strength by a hundred times, he is only just as good as Huang Yilang, who has activated the power of his bloodline.

In terms of defense, Xu Yang is still worse than Huang Yilang.

Neither side could break through the opponent's defense, and this battle had become a battle of exhaustion. Anyone who was first crushed by the opponent's defense technique would be defeated.

"Haha, Nan Batian. You can't beat me after all!" Huang Yilang laughed loudly and angrily blasted down with his palm, as if the sky was collapsed.

Xu Yang swung his fist and held the palm and slapped it. The Wutu Heavenly Palace above his head trembled again and became much dimmer again. The palace in the center had already appeared in shallow cracks.

"You must break his defense!" Xu Yang gritted his teeth, hooked his fingers with the rune track of the folded wave patterns, and more than a dozen large flame handprints hit him violently!

"This attack is too weak!"

Huang Yilang sneered, his hands were like a ball of embracing a ball, and a dazzling golden light flowed between his arms, turning into a smooth shield, resisting Xu Yang's flame seal. The Xuan King Dharma body around him was only slightly dimmed, and then returned to normal.

During the fierce battle, Xu Yang was still thinking calmly about how to break through Huang Yilang's defense.

"It seems that only the Fist of the Earth. You can try it..." Xu Yang suddenly rang out. On the second altar on the second floor of Zhenxuan Tower, the Fist of the Earth he learned from the skeleton of the tall Buddha. In terms of short-term warring connections and fist attacks, the Fist of the Earth is the strongest move at the Xuanwang level.

It’s a pity that the Earth Fist has eight rune tracks. It is extremely difficult to flow mysteries in the short gap between punches. Xu Yang can only do it at the same time as the punches, and the mysterious power flows seven rune tracks. Although Xu Yang felt that he was very close to using the Earth Fist, it was this thin layer of diaphragm that made him unable to break through countless attempts.

The rumbling trembling sound continued to explode, Xu Yang and Huang Yilang were in constant conflict, and he finally made up his mind.

"There is no other way... just try to attack with the Earth Fist!" Xu Yang suddenly twisted his waist and swung his arms, and the mysterious power in his body flowed rapidly according to the rune trajectory of the Earth Fist!

Xu Yang's right fist suddenly showed up with a foggy yellow light, and then an obscure fluctuation came out.

"What trick is this?" Huang Yilang's face looked slightly solemn. It was just a starting move. He could already feel the mighty power contained in Xu Yang's fist.

However, just as Xu Yang's punch came out, the yellow light lingering on the fist disappeared, and the silent pressure disappeared.

“…”

Huang Yilang poked out his single palm, pinched Xu Yang's punch, and laughed: "Nan Batian, have you exhausted your mysterious power? This punch is even worse than ordinary Xuan King, so I will defeat you!"

A dazzling golden light column burst out, and Huang Yilang's palm gushed with extremely mysterious power, shocking Xu Yang several feet away, and then followed again, and his fist swept over like a storm.

Xu Yang shook his head and sighed, but he still failed! However, his mysterious power was sufficient. Seventy-one angry talismans still turned into miniature divine furnaces to attract the mysterious energy and crossed into his starry sea to make up for the consumption.

However, by urging the superimposed secret technique for a long time, Xu Yang's physical body had reached its limit of endurance. He estimated that after half of the incense stick, the secret technique of blessing must be cancelled, otherwise the physical body will leave difficult-to-health damage.

"I still have to challenge Tianzhihang, how can I defeat here!" After blocking Huang Yilang's series of attacks, Xu Yang twisted his waist and swung his arms again, and punched him out!

"Come again, this kind of soft trick can be used to show off your ugly face!" Huang Yilang laughed loudly, completely suppressing Xu Yang on the scene, and contrary to the embarrassment at the beginning, he suddenly felt proud.

"Nan Batian is going to be defeated..." said Ye Shu, the chief disciple of the Sword Mansion, and the Invincible Xuan King, slowly, "His aura is weakening, and it is obvious that he can no longer bear this superimposed secret technique."

"He is already proud of being able to fight against the pure-blooded emperor for such a long time," Ye Baiyao sighed, "It's a pity that with Huang Yiro's nature, if Nan Batian fails, he will die."

"Boom..." Xu Yang's punch also dimmed in the middle of the way, and the originally powerful punch became soft and powerless.

"Bang!"

Huang Yilang was obviously prepared this time. He took advantage of Xu Yang's tricks to make old age. He had no time to resist and quickly formed seals with his palms, and bombarded Xu Yang's chest with ten styles.

Xu Yang's body fell out like a kite with broken strings and suffered this heavy blow. The Wutu Heavenly Palace above his head swayed and finally shattered!

The onlookers exclaimed that they were all masters, so they could naturally see the key to the war. Xu Yang's protective technique was first broken, which was undoubtedly a sign of defeat!
Chapter completed!