He raised his head and looked at the Holy Devil Dirok who was smiling and hooking his fingers at him. A hint of displeasure appeared on Qingtian's face, a strong light flashed in his eyes, and he was obviously a little unhappy when he pouted his little mouth.

The next moment, Qingtian's eyes cold, his feet exerted force, and rushed towards the Holy Devil Dirok.

The moment he rushed out, his thin body suddenly expanded at this moment, instantly turning from a young man to a strong man more than two meters tall. His muscles bulged with his arms, his veins were scattered, and he swung his iron fist to smash it out towards the Holy Demon Dirok.

As Qingtian punched out, the air was compressed and a harsh sound of sound came. It was conceivable how powerful Qingtian's punch was.

Qingtian's sudden change undoubtedly scared the Holy Demon Dirok, which made a hint of surprise flash across his face. Looking at his fist that was roaring with powerful power, the Holy Demon Dirok's eyes burned, and his right hand clenched into a fist, and he also punched it out.

He hasn't encountered such an interesting opponent for a long time.

Qingtian punched out, and the sound of a sonic boom also quietly sounded at this moment!

"Dong!"

The next moment, under the gaze of Ye Xuan and the madman Lin Feng and others, the fist of the Holy Derok and Qingtian collided, and the explosion sounded like muffled thunder.

The terrifying power spread out in all directions with the fists of Qingtian and the Holy Devil Dirok as the center, and a violent wind of energy was stirred up in the hall, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

The red wine, wine glasses and other glassware placed in the room were shattered by the diffuse energy at this moment.

"Dingdeng..."

Then, a stronger force burst out from the fists of the Holy Derok and Qingtian.

Qingtian's body was no longer controlled by him and was shocked by the powerful force and retreated for more than ten steps before stabilizing his body.

In contrast, the Holy Devil Dirok only took a step back.

Between the two, the right and wrong is right!

Obviously, the Holy Demon Dirok is more prosperous in physical form. After all, Qingtian has not completely absorbed the effects of Hongmeng Potion.

However, under the genetic modification of Hongmeng Potion, he will undoubtedly become stronger and stronger.

This result obviously made Qingtian extremely dissatisfied. He was about to attack the Holy Devil Dirok again, but Ye Xuan stopped him and said with a smile: "Enough, Qingtian! You can't beat him. If you let the two of you continue to fight, you will have to demolish this room."

"Hmph!"

Qingtian glared at the Holy Devil Dirok fiercely, his face full of unhappiness, and his huge body gradually restored its original strength.

"This kid is very powerful and has a chance to surpass me!"

The Holy Devil Dirok stretched out his hand and patted Qingtian on the shoulder and said with a smile. Obviously, he admired Qingtian very much.

I just had a fight, but it made him feel refreshed...

"You guys, you guys, know how to fight and kill. Let's go, have lunch and have a drink!"

Seeing this, Jack Ross, the richest man in Philadelphia next to him, stretched lazily, stood up and said in a deep voice.

"Let's go, have late supper, and drink!"

Hearing the words of Jack Rose, the richest man in Philadelphia, everyone looked excited and walked towards the restaurant...
Chapter completed!