Lu Zhanshan wanted Chen Qiye to live, and Tang Yuanchen was Chen Qiye's confidant. Both of them hoped that Chen Qiye could survive this punch, and Tang Yuanchen even vowed that Chen Qiye could create miracles.

But this time, even he felt powerless to pray in his heart, because Park Young-heung's punch was too strong. Although the strong punch did not attack him, it had already shattered his bile ducts.

Park Young-heung's ready-to-go punch was almost beyond the imagination of people in martial arts.

I saw a blue light growing on the blue light, and a fist light growing on the fist light, rubbing and stacking, it turned out to be like the hands of an ancient general, containing armor scales. This is not a human hand, it is clearly a spiritual hand, a hand of heaven and earth!

"Brother Yuanchen, can Qiye survive?" Lu Zhanshan asked, wiping his tears.

"It's hard." Tang Yuanchen swallowed even more and said.

Although he was full of confidence in Chen Qiye, he had never heard of Park Yingxiong's punch, so how could he dare to boast easily? If bragging could make Chen Qiye create a miracle and block this punch, Tang Yuanchen was willing to brag about hundreds of thousands of awesome ones.

He really couldn't bear to see Chen Qiye die in Hanjiang with his own eyes, but he turned around quietly, which showed how disappointed Tang Yuanchen was at this time.

Tang Yuanchen is like this and Niu Laoer is like this, which makes everyone even more mentioning. Although Chen Qiye is still standing on the surface of the Han River, he is already dead in everyone's hearts.

boom!

At this time, the blue light whizzed past the two of them, and almost blinked, it came to Chen Qiye. Everyone who saw Park Young-xiong's strange punch was all screaming and screaming.

Chen Qiye was not afraid but happy, and shouted: "Good here, I want to see how mysterious you, the emperor's punch, are."

Because the Qi sea in his body is still forming, Chen Qiye cannot use the Hundred Steps Divine Fist like Park Young-Xiong. He can only use his past boxing skills to resist with his body.

"Gun Fist."

“Full term.”

"Sun and Moon Wheel."

"The wild cow looks at the wild."

"The wild cow goes down the mountain."

.....

Bang bang bang!

The only boxing types that Chen Qiyehui had to do was only nine special skills, the Shen family's unique skills, and the Huangniu Fist learned in the Medicine God Sect. When the quality was not enough, they could only be used to make up for it.

I have to say that Park Young-heung's punch is powerful enough. When Chen Qiye used all three martial arts to use, and he was panting like a dragon, he could barely survive this punch. At this time, he had already fallen to the river.

When Chen Qiye stood on the river again with his hands and feet, there were more than a dozen pleasure boats, dozens of large ships, and hundreds of martial arts people, all of whom had their eyes widened, looking unbelievable!

"Can you survive?"

"My mother, the power of the Fist Saint's punch just now is probably comparable to that of a rocket launcher. Chen Qiye is a human or a ghost!"

"We are all humiliated by Chen Qiye."

"Park Young-heung is the boxing saint of the world. After this battle, Chen Qiye can also be named the boxing saint."

"Today we can witness the battle between the two boxing saints, which is enough to sigh for the rest of our life."

As everyone sighed on the river, Park Young-heung's face was almost unable to hold back. He thought this punch would definitely make Chen Qiye Shenjiang, but the opponent punched a punch.

Although Chen Qiye's eighty-one punches were in a mess, no one could deny that Chen Qiye was qualified to be his opponent.

Three people become tigers, five people become medals, and the words of the crowd make gold and destroy bones.

When Park Young-heung confirmed that he still had the strength to kill Chen Qiye, he had to confirm a fact.

Park Young-heung waved his hand, and more than a dozen pleasure boats and dozens of large ships instantly returned to peace. Even the martial arts people from China gave enough face to Park Young-heung, the strong man.

The vast Hanjiang Bay has once again returned to the mortal peace.

"You have already entered Tongxuan?" Park Yingxiong then looked at Chen Qiye and asked faintly.

Chen Qiye didn't want to hide it. Today he and Park Young-heung can only survive one today. Hiding his weakness is under the premise of a must-kill game. His own qi is still being constructed, and he does not have Park Young-heung's accumulation for forty years.

"No," Chen Qiye nodded and said.

Park Young-hyung frowned and said, "When?"

“Just just now.”

boom!

Lu Zhanshan's heart was overturned, Tang Yuanchen, Niu Laoer, Zheng Guohao, Wang Yaner, Che Tae-hyun, Zhang Chehe, Li Jianyao, Li Shuzhen......

The peninsula, China, Mongolia, Cherry Blossom Country, East Asia, and Southeastern regions, and members of the royal family of many countries were all dumbfounded and almost petrified!

Chen Qiye actually broke through in the war, used war to support the war, broke through the cage of the divine realm, and became a generation of Tongxuan powerful men. Isn’t this more fantasy than listening to the fantasy?

But out of the warning to Park Young-heung just now, none of the hundreds of people above Hanjiang Bay dared to speak out.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the river water, big boats, birds, reeds, and everything on the Han River Bay was as usual.

However, under the setting sun, there are two more figures on the Hanjiang Bay today.
Chapter completed!