2119: C2119 Dragon Fist Nineteen Forms

C2119 Dragon Fist Nineteen Forms

Nineteen Forms of Dragon Fist

"No matter how unpredictable you are, I only need one punch!"

Nineteen Forms of Dragon Fist!

After the Godly State, besides strengthening his divine soul, Zhang Xing only had the original Nine Ways of the Dragon Fist increased by another nine moves.

Nineteen Ways to the Nine Ways to the Nine Ways to the Nine Ways to the Universe. He struck out with the Dragon Fist at lightning speed!

Heaven Breaking Fist, Heaven Splitting Fist, Sky Destroying Fist...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Zhang Xing threw punches at the sky.

Thousands of Golden Winged Roc silhouettes were like meteors falling from the sky. They were burning with golden flame, carrying the power to destroy the world. One after another, they smashed toward Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing's fist didn't purposely punch at the Golden Winged Roc.

Instead, it was as if he was very focused on practicing.

The dragon soared to the sky, the dragon swam in the nine heavens, and the nine dragons returned to one...

Seeing the distance between the two parties getting closer and closer, the almost substantial pressure in the sky made the demi-human race and Homo sapiens below find it difficult to breathe.

However, Zhang Xing's performance had filled them with doubt.

"What is he doing?"

"Practicing fist techniques?"

"I guess he's preparing some big moves too! "

"Big moves? I don't think so. A light fist. Although it has a certain amount of power, compared to the Golden Scale Vice-President, the difference is like heaven and earth! "

"Alright, stop guessing. Zhang Xing will definitely lose!"

The group of demons relaxed their expressions, and some even revealed mocking and mocking expressions.

"Hehe! Is there something wrong with this Homo sapiens, Zhang Xing's brain? He didn't use the powerful divine instrument, but instead used his fist?"

"I'm afraid this is the consequence of getting carried away. This is too stupid!"

“……”

Zhang Xing was totally unaware of the pressure in the sky. He continued to practice the 19th style of the Dragon Fist unhurriedly.

The tenth style, Black Dragon Descends from the Mountain!

The eleventh style, white dragon Descends from the Sea!

The twelfth style, poisonous dragon Descent!

From the tenth style onwards, it was the Nine Styles of Godly State Dragon Fist.

At this time, thousands of Golden Winged Roc silhouettes had already arrived at a thousand meters high in the sky.

In the middle of them, there was a real and illusionary figure. It was Jin Lin's true body.

There was nothing else in his eyes. All of his attention was focused on Zhang Xing who was practicing the Dragon Fist.

When he saw Zhang Xing's movement, jin Lin was filled with doubts.

He did not think that Zhang Xing would practice the boxing while he was in a duel.

Zhang Xing, this Homo sapiens, was extremely clever. He definitely wouldn't do such a useless thing.

He hoped that he would be able to use some great technique that could shake the heavens and earth and make ghosts and gods weep.

As long as it wasn't that divine instrument, he was confident that he could defeat Zhang Xing.

"Come! I'll let you all witness my peerless divine ability!

Zhang Xing, don't disappoint me!"

Thirteen forms, Yinglong Dance!

Fourteenth style, space-time Disorder!

The fifteenth style, magic Kingdom!

At this moment, the pressure in the air had already caused the demi-human race on the ground to retreat several thousand meters away from its original position.

The thousand figures of the Golden Winged Roc were only 500 meters away from Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing's punching speed was also extremely fast. His arms could no longer be seen, not even a trace of the fist shadow could be seen.

The sixteenth style, blue Dragon Roar!

The seventeenth style, red dragon's Fire!

The eighteenth style, Golden Dragon Extinguishing the World!

Boom!

The distance of 500 meters was instantly covered.

The first batch of three hundred people from the first batch of 1,000 Golden Winged Roc landed with a loud bang.

"Haha! Zhang Xing is finished!"

Some demi-human race jumped up in excitement.

The others were all very nervous. They held their breaths and stared at Zhang Xing. Their eyes were filled with anxiety and worry.

"Fight! Why haven't you thrown a punch yet?!"

At this moment, the 300 Golden Winged Roc figures were only 10 meters away from Zhang Xing's head!

19th stance! Ten Thousand Dragon Return!

Crack, crack, crack...

Without even raising his head, Zhang Xing threw a punch into the sky.

His fist was only raised to the point where it was parallel to his eyebrows.

All of a sudden, the 300 Golden Winged Roc figures shattered with a loud bang!

Not only that, the figures of the second batch of Great Pengs also shattered into pieces in an instant!0

Jin Lin's expression suddenly changed as he spat out two mouthfuls of demonic blood!

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