The hot red sun shines on the earth at the end of May. At nearly noon, the birds and insects among the trees and plants around the top of the mountain disappeared to avoid the scorching and poison of the scorching sun. However, there was a group of people who were facing the scorching sun, regardless of the dense sweat beads on their heads, and their mouths were wide open, as if they had encountered something terrible.

As everyone looked at them, they saw two people in the middle of them facing each other, and their faces were full of blue veins! One was a young man, and the other was an old man with half-white hair. At this time, the old man's face was extremely ferocious, while the young man seemed more relaxed.

It seems that the old man is going to lose!

"Boom" the cracked sound on the ground was like a war drum, and "Boom, Boom, Boom" sounded directly into the eardrums. Those who could not bear the loud sound were mostly those little Taoists from the Quanzhen Sect. They couldn't help but cover their ears and squatted down. The painful expression on their faces was no less than that of the old man.

The dust dissipated, revealing cracked traces. Guo Kun stood firmly at the source of the traces, while Qiu Qianren was constantly retreating due to the impact of powerful forces to resolve this strange force.

Yes, it's a strange power!

Guo Kun's powerful ** power is far from the power generated by the internal true energy. As soon as Qiu Qianren touched this power, he immediately felt the difference between this power, but it was limited to this. He wanted to offset this power with his own true energy, but he failed. The power seemed invisible and rootless, and his true energy could not resolve this power at all.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Qiu Qianren's heart was as stormy as the waves, staring at Guo Kun cautiously without blinking. All his methods seemed to have no effect in front of this force. "How can I fight this?"

Murong Jingtian looked at the result in front of him and couldn't believe it. He knew Qiu Qianren's strength. He believed that he could beat him but would never be relaxed. However, at this time, Guo Kun's domineering punch actually directly shocked Qiu Qianren, and he was unscathed!

"Are you Qiu Qianren weakened or Guo Kun too strong? Could it be that he would still hold back when he fought with me last time?" Murong Jingtian frowned deeply at this moment, and carefully recalled Guo Kun's actions just now. Murong Jingtian's face moved: "Is it just that stomping hard on the ground, but how could that stomping be so powerful?"

When Guo Kun looked at the scene in the evening, he looked strong, but nothing surprising! Suddenly, a flash of inspiration in his mind recalled the saying that when he was a teenager, there was a saying that there was a type of human being born with magical and powerful power.

"Can Guo Kun also be born with divine power?"

Looking back at the two women not far away, they saw that they were happy for Guo Kun's first battle but did not look strange about Guo Kun's power. "Did they already know his power, or did they not see anything at all?"

"Forget it, forgot, why do you think so much? Even if I, Murong Jingtian, do not have such talent, will not fall behind! It seems that I must go back to seclusion and practice. The period of the Huashan Sword Contest is not far away. If I win the title of No. 1 in the world, it will definitely be helpful to my great cause of restoration!"

"We are competing with the sword in Huashan, Guo Kun!"

After deciding what to do in the near future, Murong Jingtian shook his head, greeted him and took the lead and separated the little Taoist priests and walked into the field. Mu Nianci and Li Mochou naturally followed him in.

"Master Qiu, sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late to rescue. I'm very sorry, please don't blame Taoist priest!" Murong Jingtian said first with a fist. His words really gave the Quanzhen Sect a reassurance, and the swaying thoughts of the little Taoist priests finally returned to settle down.

"If Mr. Murong can come, it is a blessing for the Quanzhen Sect. How can he say apologize?" Qiu Chuji, who had just gotten up from the ground, came out to reply and invited Murong Jingtian and his party to come to the Chongyang Palace to face Wanyan Kang and others in person.

Wanyan Kang's expression changed when he heard Murong Jingtian's arrival. Others may not know Murong Jingtian's power, but as the little prince of the Great Jin Kingdom, he naturally knew something about Murong Jingtian. Isn't that the saying that, the one who knows himself best is not your friend but your enemy. As the little prince of the Jin Kingdom, he naturally pays attention to him.

"It seems that the Quanzhen Sect is difficult to achieve today. Hey, I'm afraid it will be a problem to leave safely! What should I do?"

Not to mention the various thoughts of everyone here, but also the fact that Qiu Qianren was knocked back by Guo Kun and was immediately angry. He was defeated by a young boy for many years. He had been floating on the water for many years without such a great humiliation? I thought that in order to practice Iron Palm, he gave up everything and focused on martial arts. Now that Iron Palm, he had just achieved the Iron Palm, and encountered this evil boy.

This young man could fight with him as soon as he appeared. In that battle, the two fought to the darkness. Both of them fought to the point of losing both sides. Although Qiu Qianren fell down in the end, the young man was not much better. However, in just a few days, the young man jumped into martial arts and had already achieved great success, and his skills became even deeper and he actually repelled himself. Could it be that his practice of practicing for decades of cold and heat has become a drift on the water like his own light skills?

Anger, unprecedented anger! Anger why this person's martial arts progressed so quickly, leaving himself behind in just a few days.

Hate, unprecedented hatred! Hate why the heaven gave birth to such a demonic person, but was so unfair to himself.

"I, Qiu Qianren, became famous as a young man, took over the Iron Palm Gang and became the leader of a gang. How might I be so majestic! How could I defeat this young boy today? Kill, I want to kill him!"

"Ah, ah, ah, roar! I'm going to kill you!" Qiu Qianren's eyes were redder than Xiao Qianfeng's eyes. Invisible whirlwinds rose from him and rolled up the dust on the ground, sweeping the dirty and messy ground completely.

Guo Kun's eyes moved, "Get into a devil? This old boy's luck is really... 'Great', haha." He stood there, ready to welcome Qiu Qianren's crazy attack after being entangled.

"Hmph, what if you get possessed?"

Qiu Qianren, who was crazy, seemed to have lost his mind and flew towards Guo Kun without any defensive consciousness. Seeing such a flaw, Guo Kun naturally refused to let go. He raised his fist and trembled instantly. The internal strength mixed with his own power and used the Five Elements Poison Dragon Drill to pound Qiu Qianren's chest hard.

Qiu Qianren, who was trapped in the devil, seemed to have a sense of discernment in his mind. Seeing Guo Kun's fist hitting like lightning with spiral force, he waved his palm like a conditioned reflex and then faced Guo Kun's fist.

"Shun" another sound of gold and iron clashing, but the two of them retreated. Guo Kun couldn't help but retreated seven or eight steps, while Qiu Qianren only took three steps, and everyone was watching it and gasped.

"My mother is so awesome!" Bao Shifen shouted in a fuss.

"Awesome, awesome" A little Taoist priest was already in a daze, and he kept shouting these two words unconsciously.

Mu Nianci and Li Mochou both felt nervous, and their tight hands couldn't help but sweat...

What should Guo Kun do if the situation reverses? Let’s see the next breakdown. Dear readers, please please early tomorrow and collect it. I recommend you to leave now...
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