At this moment, the Golden Lion King Xie Xun was leading the Flood Flag and standing with its flag bearer Tang Yang.
This is the last one. The Purple-Robed Dragon King Daiqisi is already leading the Fiery Flag.
Fan Yao carried the giant tree flag, and the Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao led the thick earth flag. They had already taken over other places and were distributing food.
Since they are the farthest away, it naturally takes the longest time.
Xie Xun kicked the iron door open without any extra movements.
He just stood there, his long golden hair moving in the wind, like an angry lion.
He is so majestic, just like a god or a heavenly general.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack."
Such a loud noise was naturally discovered by the enemy immediately.
The people on the sentry posts looked in horror at the hundred or so people who suddenly appeared below.
But I saw that those people were wearing uniform blue clothes, holding a long spear and a strange pipe in their hands.
Holding up a blue flag with black letters on it, the word "flood" was written on it.
But without much thought, they rang the bell placed on the sentry post.
But before the ding-ding-ding sound could be heard throughout the house.
Everyone in Hongshuiqi put on cotton earplugs in unison.
Xie Xun opened his mouth wide and let out a long roar.
At this moment, the enemies who rushed out and the enemies above the sentry post suddenly felt a sudden shock.
The endless waves of sound were like the surging waves hitting the rocks, one higher than the other.
"What kind of Kung Fu is this?" They just felt dizzy and then spit out a mouthful of blood.
He spat out a mouthful of blood foam, fell to the ground, and rolled over in pain. His face was pale and looked like a monster.
This roar directly knocked down the enemies in the house who did not have strong internal strength, and they all had no power to resist.
Even a strong person with innate strength was shocked by the sound and could not move, and could only cover his ears with his hands.
Only masters and grand masters can use their own internal strength to resist the lion's roar.
The grandmaster guarding here frowned and stepped out.
In the martial arts world, he is good at using a pair of long fists and is known as the "fierce fist".
His punches are fierce and the boxing technique he practices is also the top-grade martial art "Pohuan Fist".
Even among the grand masters, he is a strong one.
Seeing the roar of the Golden Lion King Xie Xun and the guards falling down madly.
He immediately shouted loudly: "Where did this yellow-haired ghost come from? What kind of magic did he use? He deserves death."
After saying that, he threw a punch filled with internal energy, like a tiger out of a cage, and attacked Xie Xun.
The sign of a grand master is that the five energies converge into one, with essence, spirit, soul, spirit and intention each in their proper places, and in complete control of oneself.
Every punch carries the ultimate boxing intent.
Xie Xun sneered, and his ears moved, sensing the sound of the wind even faster than his eyes.
When he came into this world, his eyes were restored, but the sensitivity of his ears did not decrease.
So he can sense the enemy's attacks from multiple dimensions.
His body was as nimble as a monkey, dodging the fierce punch.
There was a glint of disdain in his eyes, but his counterattack was even more ferocious.
"Seven Injury Fist!" With a low shout, his fist cut through the air like a sharp blade and attacked the opponent like a storm.
This is the Kongtong Sect's unique skill, combining both strength and flexibility.
The punch can damage the enemy's internal organs. The force is complex, flickering and changing, and can cause damage both inside and outside.
The two men's fists clashed, and every move was a matter of life and death.
The onlookers all stepped aside and gasped.
They had seen many martial arts masters fight each other, but they had never seen such a fierce duel.
Among the Zhang family, there are those innates and masters who are still conscious.
He watched the battle in front of him nervously, his eyes filled with worry.
If "Mengquan" loses, then his hope of survival will be slim.
However, the people of Hongshui Banner were not worried at all that the Golden Lion King Xie Xun would be defeated, and their eyes were full of admiration.
Originally, he might have been the strongest among the Dharma Kings. If he had not suffered an unfortunate incident, he might have had room to grow.
"Who are you? There is no master like you in the martial arts world." The "Meng Quan" shouted loudly, with blood already flowing from the corner of his mouth.
This person's boxing style is really strange. It is obviously a powerful punch, but the power of the punch penetrates into his internal organs.
Even for a grandmaster, his body has been tempered to the extreme, but that is compared to ordinary people.
Relatively speaking, the internal organs are still extremely weak.
"Ming Cult, Xie Xun, I see you have good kung fu skills, why are you working for the Zhang family?
All this good kung fu has been wasted in vain." Xie Xun exuded a fierce aura.
"Ming Cult? If you retreat, I can let bygones be bygones..." "Meng Quan" knew that he could not defeat the enemy, so he had to persuade them again.
"And offer ten thousand taels of silver."
"Fight!" Xie Xun's voice was like thunder, his fists were as fierce as fire, and his long golden hair was swaying.
When "Meng Quan" heard this, he knew that the matter could not be resolved peacefully, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and attack again.
For a moment, the field was filled with whistling fists and surging internal energy. The two men fought back and forth, and the battle was difficult to determine.
Within a hundred meters, the bluestone slabs on the ground were lifted up and countless pieces of gravel flew everywhere.
But as time went on, that "fierce punch" was always at a disadvantage.
Xie Xun, who had reached the level of Grandmaster, had profound internal strength and was no longer subject to the harmful side effects of the Seven Injury Fist.
".....Cang Li, lost spirit, confused mind, and soaring soul!" Xie Xun became more and more crazy as the battle went on.
Finally, the "fierce punch" wanted to leave sideways, but in this struggle.
If you are afraid of one step, you will make mistakes at every step. You cannot afford to be careless at all.
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