510: C510 The First Fist Under Heaven

C510 The First Fist Under Heaven

Standing there, Song Jin exuded an aura of absolute supremacy. Next to him, there were experts either lying down or half-kneeling. These people were all cultivators that had cultivated the supreme fist techniques. However, they were defeated by Song Jin's fist strike without being able to block it for even a moment.

The Dragon Slaying Fist Kang Ding continuously coughed out blood as the shock in his eyes grew stronger. Originally, most of the rumors regarding Song Jin were just rumors. The two of them had never fought before, but now that they had exchanged blows, Kang Ding finally understood how terrifying Song Jin was. That did not seem like a fist technique that a human should have at all. It was simply too violent. As he threw out that punch, he felt as if the mountains and rivers were going to shatter, and the entire world seemed as if it was going to fall into oblivion.

"A piece of trash dares to challenge me?" Song Jin vented his resentment. Afterwards, he continued to look at Meng Xuan and asked, "Meng Xuan, do you dare to come up and take out the power you displayed when you killed one of Song Fists? Killing you within three punches is like killing a dog!"

After he finished speaking, he looked down at the crowd and kicked them off the stone platform. Xu Youxiong's expression changed, because that kick of Song Jin had directly crippled his Dao Sea and broken his spine!

"Song Jin!" Xu Yourong gave a loud roar, her eyes filled with grief and indignation.

"What qualifications does trash have to continue cultivating?" Song Jin's arrogant side was completely revealed to everyone. His eyes were completely bloodshot, as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just as Kang Dingyi was about to escape from the stone platform, Song Jin threw out a punch, and a golden fist imprint struck his back. With a blood-curdling screech, Kang Ding's entire back caved in as a mist of blood gushed out from his chest. He landed on the ground. His complexion was like golden paper, and his cultivation had also been destroyed.

"Song Jin!" Kang Ding let out a beast-like roar, his eyes were filled with venom. When the other cultivators saw this, none of them dared to move. They were all stunned on the spot. Song Jin's killing intent was too violent.

After doing all of this, Song Jin suddenly turned his head around. He looked at Meng Xuan and shouted, "Meng Xuan, get the hell up here!"

The eight elders of the Heavenly Island all sneered and said, "Meng Xuan, let's go. Aren't you called the Omnipotent Elder? What are you still standing there for?"

"That's right, hurry up and go up. You're not scared silly are you?"

"Bring out the power of a punch you gave Song Punch on the battlefield in the central region."

Everyone unceasingly jeered and then burst out laughing. No one believed that Meng Xuan was Song Jin's match. The name of the Seven Injury Fists had already spread far and wide. Furthermore, during the previous battle, everyone could see that Song Jin had already spent a long time exploring the great realm of Niwan Palace.

Meng Xuan laughed lightly and lazily flew up onto the stone platform. "Alright, then let's go with what you wish for. Let's put it bluntly. If I kill you with a single punch, don't blame me for that."

"Come on, I don't blame you." As Song Jin spoke, it was as if a fierce dragon was passing through the river, dashing straight towards him!

He clenched his left fist into a fist and punched out with a dragon head, while his right fist punched out with the Seven Injury Fists. The two fists echoed each other, both of them extremely violent, as if two suns were crossing the sky.

Meng Xuan's eyes gradually turned cold as he stared at Song Jin. He then blasted out a dragon fist with his divine palm. His Dragon Fist was extremely complete. His right arm had transformed into a True Dragon. The dragon's body was incomparably sturdy. It crushed through the air, causing the surrounding space to constantly buzz.

The two dragon fists collided with each other as if the universe was colliding.

Boom, boom, boom!

A huge explosion occurred on the stone platform, and light rain fell everywhere. The sound was so muffled that it caused everyone's eardrums to ring. Many cultivators with lower cultivations painfully squatted down, covering their ears. Blood flowed from their fingers, and their expressions were that of pain.

The dragon's roar split the skies. Song Jin's complexion changed because his Dragon Fist had been broken. Meng Xuan's Dragon Fist, on the other hand, was an unstoppable force that went into Duan Ling Tian's fist multiple times. The True Dragon pattern on his fist was actually broken apart by a bit. An intense pain spread through his body, and his palm split open.

"Sacrificing." Meng Xuan then punched out with his Demonic Sacrifice Fist, and upon each punch, there was the image of a Fiendgod howling. That punch landed squarely on his right fist, colliding with his Seven Injury Fists.

Seven strange energies poured into his body, ready to explode. Once these seven energies exploded in his body, they would definitely be able to blast him apart. However, Meng Xuan's Son of Heaven's Ascension Wheel shone brightly, pulling the seven strands of power into it. After which, the seven streams of energy were completely refined. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Xuan punched out a third time.

That punch was directed straight at his chest. The fist imprints swallowed the divine light, and the light released by his fist exploded.

With a "pfft" sound, Song Jin's chest was pierced through.

He immediately fell back, coughing up a mouthful of blood, and his face fell. Although Meng Xuan's Dragon Fist was very simple, every time he punched out, there would be a rhythm to it, as if it was filled with the simplest essence of the Grand Dao.

It was only three punches, yet it tore through his defense and pierced through his chest.

Song Jin's fist flew up into the sky, about to land on the ground. But at this moment, Meng Xuan struck out with his fourth fist, which was also the ultimate killing fist of the Demonic Sacrifice Fist Technique.

With a crack, the sound of bones breaking could be heard. Then, one could see Song Jin's entire arm bending as the bones inside his arm suddenly exploded!

"Impossible!" Song Jin's heart was filled with terror. He wanted to retreat, but Meng Xuan's killing intent was overwhelming. He dashed in front of Song Jin, and threw a punch straight at his mouth.

Puff!

Blood gushed out of his mouth along with a few teeth.

"Hurry up and admit defeat, hurry up and say it." Meng Xuan didn't kill him. Instead, he continued punching him. Everyone watching from below was stunned. Stunned, they stared at the top. Song Jin, who was from Yingzhou, had actually been completely oppressed. It was only three punches, but they had already rendered him completely helpless!

"What 'Number One Fist in the world'? What a boastful reputation, I'm not even as good as your younger brother." Meng Xuan cursed as he fought.

"Where did you get the courage to call me up? Are you really not afraid of death?"

In the end, Song Jin's head had become deformed, and his skull had been completely crushed by Meng Xuan. After which, Meng Xuan punched out once again, piercing through his chest that had already been completely healed. He then spoke as he stared at Qin Wentian coldly, "Trash, you're nothing more than trash."

Song Jin shouted with a slurred voice: "I … "Yes …"

Before he even finished speaking, Meng Xuan's right arm lightly shook as his fist began to emit a divine force that was like a river. It rushed into his Dao sea and shattered his Dao sea, crippling his cultivation!

At this moment, Song Jin finally spoke the words' I concede '.

Meng Xuan threw him onto the ground as though he was throwing away trash. Song Jin fell to the ground and looked at him with a deathly pale face. The hatred and hatred in his eyes couldn't be resolved.

"When you were doing whatever you wanted, did you ever think of having this moment?" Meng Xuan looked at him coldly. Xu Youxiong, Kang Ding, and the rest all looked gratefully at Meng Xuan.

Even though their cultivation had been crippled as well, Meng Xuan had at least vented his resentment on their behalf!

"Meng Xuan, I am a member of the Ying Prefecture, and also a descendant of the Dragon clan. Let me tell you this very clearly, I want to show you everything." Song Jin said with a resentful look in his eyes. If looks could kill, Meng Xuan would have already died tens of thousands of times.

Meng Xuan then sneered as he looked at the eight Elders and their disciples, "Do you dare to come up?"

The eight great disciples all cultivated other techniques and were not proficient in fist arts. Upon hearing this, they all fell silent and didn't dare to reply.

"Trash. You still don't dare to come up. No matter what, you are still the descendant of the Sky Island. You don't even have this much courage. You are truly ashamed of the Sky Island." Meng Xuan laughed coldly as he looked at the other cultivators who had registered, "Who else? Hurry up and fight me, I'm in a hurry."

The crowd stared dumbfoundedly at Meng Xuan. This scene caused many to be stunned. Throughout the entire process, Meng Xuan kept suppressing Song Jin. Moreover, if Meng Xuan was determined to kill Song Jin, then there was no way for Song Jin to survive.

"Holy shit, this Meng Xuan is indeed as fierce as the legends say."

"I've only been in Niwan Palace for a few years, and I already have the strength to fight against these geniuses."

"The most important thing is that the whole process is still suppressing him."

The crowd broke out into a flurry of discussions as their hearts trembled. Zhu Changsheng proudly raised his head and placed his hands behind his back, as if he was an otherworldly expert.

Bai Xiaosheng walked up and asked, "Is there anyone else? If no one dares to challenge Meng Xuan, I declare that this time, the strongest punch under the heavens will still be Meng Xuan!"

The light in Jiang Jiujiu's eyes became even brighter as he stared at Meng Xuan, "He …" It's always a surprise. "

Jiang Wanxian did not say a word. His face was grim as he said, "Meng Xuan is indeed terrifying. If he grows up, he will become an eternal thorn in the Jiang family's side. We must kill him before he is born."

"Grandfather, give up. I have a feeling that the person who is able to turn the world upside down is definitely him!" Ginger said.

Jiang Wanxian remained silent for a moment. Then, he looked at Meng Xuan with a glint in his eyes.

Xiao Huangji, the Obscure Immortal, and the others were a bit excited. Meng Xuan had already taken the top two in the world when the First Martial Meeting had just started. Would he take nine?

When they first met Meng Xuan, he was only a young cultivator that had just stepped into the Dao Sea. When he appeared from the Three Ji Hall, if it wasn't for the roar from his father, which had knocked down many experts, he would have been killed by the Worm Emperor, Ye Hao and the others. It had only been a short period of time, but five years had not passed, yet Meng Xuan had already grown to such an extent!

The gazes of the crowd were all focused on him. The two of them were the unrivalled number one under the heavens.

Bai Xiaosheng then walked towards the third stone platform, and said: "This Number One Under Heaven is extremely interesting, but he isn't out of the ordinary. This was the number one nevus in the world. When many talented creatures came into being, they would be accompanied by a phenomenon; they were born with nevus. There were some people with nevi, nevus of a demon god, nevus of reincarnation, and so on. Let's begin the registration.

Xue Lan held the red umbrella in her hand and stepped onto the stone platform. She looked at Meng Xuan and said with a smile, "Meng Xuan, you dare to ascend this stage, right?"0

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