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Qin Sheng's voice was not loud, but for a moment Li Yao's people were shocked, especially Li Yao. He felt that there was a tremendous change in Qin Sheng's temperament, which was not exactly what the martial artists in the cave should have.

Li Yao said in a deep voice, "Wang Guang, go and clean up. Don't beat him to death. Take a breath."

"Good, my Lord!"

The guy named Wang Guang, with a big body and fierce appearance, and three stars on his robe, is obviously a grade three laboring disciple.

"Boy, if you don't die with my fist, it will prove that you should not die today."

Wang Guang has no hair on his head. In combination with his fierce appearance, his head radiates light, and the hot yuan force bursts out from his body. He blows out with a fist and takes the virtual shadow of a black tiger spirit beast.

"black tiger eats the sun fist!"

Wang guangbang drank, and the whole person seemed to turn into a black tiger spirit beast. He opened the big mouth of the blood plate to block out the sun. For a moment, the sun was covered, and it looked like he really swallowed the sun.

Qin Sheng looked up and saw the fist coming down from the sky. It was really like a tiger with black body and flame wings on its back going down the mountain.

"What level of martial arts is it?" Qin Sheng was curious. "Lingjie martial arts?"

In the thirty-six imperial dynasties in the wasteland, there were many martial arts of spirit level among those Royal boxing techniques, but those skills were all broken, and the breath of the "black tiger eating the sun fist" exerted by Wang Guang was terrible, just roaring and passing, and the void was shaking.

It's a forbidden area in the north. The fragments of the laws of heaven are more powerful than those of the thirty-six emperors in the wasteland. It's hard for ordinary warriors in the cave to fly in the sky!

And Wang Guang just used a fist technique, which made the void vibrate. The power is no less than that of the peak of Vientiane!

"Is this the essence of the four heritage sites?"

Qin Sheng's heart set off some waves. This Wang Guang is just a small level three working disciple. He can practice the martial arts boxing at the level of spirit!

However, Qin Sheng was not afraid.

"Come on!"

Qin Sheng had a big drink. He didn't use any fist techniques. The light on the fist print was more dazzling than Wang Guang's "black tiger eats the sun fist".

"Bang!"

Under several hot eyes, the two fists collided with each other heavily. Wang Guang screamed, his fists cracked, and the vivid shadow of the black tiger was also scattered.

"Poof"

Wang Guang spits blood in his mouth. He not only breaks his fist, but his whole arm is broken, and the yuanmai is eroded by the cold and strange power.

"Wang Guang, what's the matter?" Li Yao was also shocked. He knew Wang Guang's strength very well. Although he was only a three-level working disciple, he spent 30 Lei Hujin and bought a Lingjie martial art, which was only the first volume of course.

A genuine Lingjie martial art, generally divided into Volume I, Volume II and Volume II.

It's a normal price to buy a complete set of Lingjie martial arts with 100 pieces of Lei Hujin.

Ordinary working disciples, where there is any capital to practice the genuine Lingjie martial arts, generally they only practice the semi Lingjie martial arts that can be bought by several Lei Hujin.

What's more, in Li Yao's view, Qin Sheng, as a soft persimmon at the back door, is at most a level-1 working disciple. Wang Guang can knock it out with one fist.

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