On the challenge arena in the middle of the river, the two figures stand in cold confrontation.

"Why are you still standing? I'll let you use ancient martial arts!" Zhaxi didn't move for a long time. Shen Zhenhua, who was impatient and waiting for him, suddenly yelled.

Zhaxi shook Shen Zhenhua's finger and said in broken Chinese: "the martial arts masters who have seen my boxing are all dead."

Zhaxi's arrogant words immediately angered Shen Zhenhua.

As a descendant of the martial arts family, Shen Zhenhua is a master of martial arts. Shen Zhenhua's status is comparable to that of the city's leaders. Who in the south of the Yangtze River is rich and powerful? Who sees him? Shen Zhenhua doesn't bow and bow down and is as mean as a dog.

At the moment, he was dressed like a prince in ancient times, but he was ridiculed by a short man in ragged clothes. The God decorated nobleman was furious.

"You want to die!"

Shen Zhenhua's body flash, rush to attack,

his fist moves open and close, like firecrackers roar, thunderbolt. The fist technique has the result, the turbulent attack like the tide unceasingly attacks to Zhaxi's vital body.

Between the lines of boxing, there is a vigorous wind of hunting. The noble clothes on the body are puffed up and dancing wildly in the vigorous wind.

After all, Zhaxi did not reach the peak of his internal skills. He fought with Shen Zhenhua for several fists. His body was already unstable, and his chest was undulating, which seemed to be surging blood.

"Is that all you have? My Shen family's boxing is still useless! "

Shen Zhenhua's face is fierce, and his fist palms are chopping and smashing. He is like an ancient master who killed red eyes. His moves evolve freely and his movements move smoothly like flowing water.

"This man's boxing skills are too skillful. It seems that he has the advantages of a hundred schools. His fists and palms are switched at will. His movements are skillful. No wonder he can call a master of martial arts."

"Such accomplishments are beyond our reach."

Sun tongxuan looks like a native.

He had always believed that only Gu Changfeng could hold him down in the north of the river. In addition, he was invincible. At the moment, seeing the strength of the two men's martial arts, he felt extremely frustrated.

"If I fight him, I'm afraid I can't stop three punches."

Sun tongxuan sighed heavily. He felt that he was just watching the sky and underestimated the heroes of the world.

At this time, the battle on the challenge arena in the middle of the Yangtze River has already turned white hot.

Shen Zhenhua waved his arms and raised his fist. His body seemed to be stretched into a tight bow string, and then his feet pounded on the ground. The whole person seemed to turn into an arrow and went straight into Xi's chest.

Zhaxi felt the horror of Shen Zhenhua's fist, and his face was dignified as never before.

With his arms against each other, he accumulated all his strength in his arms with the momentum of crossing. He actually wanted to block Shen Zhenhua's fist!

"It's time to end."

Shen Zhenhua gave a sneer, then his body was parallel to the ground and crossed ten steps!

Among all the attention, Shen Zhenhua broke through Zaxi's arms and hit Zhaxi's chest!

Zhaxi immediately spilled blood in the air, and the whole person was like a billiard ball that was hit by flying. Shen Zhenhua hit him directly into the river!

"Zhenhua, he won!"

Shen Yiru, who was full of tension, was suddenly overjoyed.

But the veiled woman sitting upright is more confused in her heart, because up to now, Zhaxi has never used the ancient boxing method!

"This rubbish!" Han Laosan's face was livid. He slapped heavily on the table, and immediately the tea overflowed.

"What kind of ancient Thai boxing is vulnerable to a single blow."

Shen Zhenhua clapped his hands, disdained and turned to go.

At this time, the place where Zhaxi fell into the water was bubbling, just like boiling water.

"Be careful!"

The veiled woman seemed to think of some possibility, her face changed suddenly, and she was no longer calm and roared.

Shen Zhenhua has doubts in his heart. He only feels that there is an extremely strong breath behind him, which is attacking him.

"Don't you..."

Shen Zhenhua quickly turned around, but it was too late.

However, in the surging river, a shadow of a human rising from the sky is Zhaxi!

However, at this time, his whole right arm's clothes had burst, and his arm's muscles swelled like a dragon. What's more, this arm was thicker than zachi's thigh!

"It's the way of strengthening the body of ancient Thai Boxing!" The woman's voice has just dropped.

Zhaxi, who rose from the sky, had already condensed into an invincible fist. The incomparable power that was enough to overwhelm the world was the sword eyebrow that Meng ran all saw.