The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

"Boom!"

The roaring profound energy exploded once again.

This time, Zhen Shanhe resisted with the formation that Mu Sheng had arranged just now!
"Array?!"

"I didn't realize that Mu Sheng is actually a formation master!"

"I heard before that he seems to have a lot of attainments in alchemy. Alchemy, formations, and the three martial arts. Is this guy still human?"

"Isn't that a little too exaggerated?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on the newly formed formation on the stage.

Can't help but exclaim.

It is said that people's energy is limited, and ordinary practitioners can only focus on one category to achieve the ultimate. Why do you look at Musheng now, but it seems to be somewhat contrary to common sense?
"A third-order formation?"

Together with Zhen Shanhe's eyes, he was a little surprised, and his raised eyes fell on the formation floating in front of him. Although he knew that Mu Sheng would use the formation, he still had some doubts about how he could arrange it so quickly. A lot of surprises.

The third-order formation is equivalent to the energy of the mysterious practitioners in the late fourth-order.

Therefore, under the bombardment of this punch, the formation actually forcibly resisted, which made the corner of Zhen Shanhe's mouth raise a smug smile.

It's just that he, who has never cultivated the soul, doesn't know. In fact, formation techniques and alchemy are related to the spirit. Then it will be greatly improved, so the attainments above the formation will also be improved at this time.

"But how long can this third-order formation be blocked?"

Zhen Shanhe smiled coldly, then raised his hand expressionlessly, and slammed it down, and there was a bang in the head-to-head collision.

The formation that originally had no waves in the ancient well was covered with layers of cracks like spider webs in an instant.

Seeing that the palm did not crack, Zhen Shanhe sneered again, followed by mobilizing the air flow in his body, the profound energy surged up, and he slapped it down again.

"Boom!"

This time.

The formation that Mu Sheng arranged couldn't resist anymore, and when Zhen Shanhe's palm fell, it completely shattered into countless pieces.

"I'll see how you resist!"

After smashing the formation with one palm, the speed of Zhen Shanhe's palm did not slow down, and with a monstrous sense of oppression, he continued to shoot towards Mu Sheng. If Mu Sheng was hit without any resistance, I am afraid that his forehead would be shot in an instant. Suddenly, it burst into countless fragments.

Such a short-distance attack, even if Mu Sheng dodges, it is too late, but Mu Sheng's slightly twitching eyes stretched out his hand directly at this time, and the torrential profound energy poured into his fist, and then even fiercely fought with Zhen Shanhe's fists collided.

"Boom!"

One palm and one punch collided.

The ear-piercing sound of collision was isolated by the formation, but on the viewing platform, everyone could see a ripple of air flow visible to the naked eye, spreading from the position where the two sides fought, and it spread completely in almost an instant.

But when the two sides were fighting, Zhen Shanhe suddenly curled up his palms slightly like an eagle's claws, and firmly grasped Mu Sheng's fist. With the force of the fist, it seemed that he wanted to twist Mu Sheng's fist completely in an instant. Down in general.

Such severe pain made Mu Sheng's brows twitch wildly, followed by the bloodthirsty sword, which suddenly retracted into his body, and then popped out again from the position of the fist that was caught, forcing Zhen Shanhe's palm back.

Mu Sheng's combat experience is also extremely rich. The changes in the fight between the two sides are almost completed in an instant, and then they are killed with a powerful attack method, and they collide with Zhen Shanhe brazenly.

For Mu Sheng's ability to absorb the elixir so quickly, Zhen Shanhe exclaimed in surprise, but the color of his eyes did not change much, and his right arm was extremely dexterous, and he also punched Mu Sheng with his fist.

The offensive of this punch actually sealed all the ultimate moves of Mu Sheng's hands, and the left sleeve arm was irrigated with profound energy from time to time, violently looting, like steel violent offensive, constantly bombarded.

Even though Mu Sheng had swallowed a large amount of pills at this time, he was still under this crazy offensive, retreating steadily, and even faced head-to-head several times, but was beaten backwards by Zhen Shanhe.

If he hadn't stabilized his figure in time, Mu Sheng would have been completely knocked out of the ring at this time.

"Boom!"

Another punch came out hard.

The attack was fierce and fast. Zhen Shanhe originally used his palms as weapons, so his palms had already been tempered to be comparable to second-tier Xuanbing.

With one punch, Mu Sheng backed up and stood on the edge of the ring again. Ding Qingxue on the spectator stage clenched her hands tightly, feeling extremely entangled in her heart. She could see that Mu Sheng was also affected by this collision. Minor injuries.

the whole process.

Zhen Shanhe, who is in the middle of the fifth order, has always firmly held the upper hand.

Even after swallowing a large amount of elixir, relying on the profound energy in it, Mu Sheng, whose strength has already broken through to the fifth-order profound practitioner, can barely maintain himself in front of him.

"I said before, in the face of absolute strength, all your methods are so ridiculous."

Zhen Shanhe's cold eyes fell on Mu Sheng.

He couldn't help laughing at himself, he really thought how powerful Mu Sheng would be if he dared to challenge him, and let Xue Tie do it secretly. Now it seems that Mu Sheng's strength is not worth mentioning at all.

"Forget it, let's end the competition now, so as not to waste your time on stage."

Meet Musheng.

Zhen Shanhe's figure disappeared again extremely swiftly, and the terrifying speed turned into a light and shadow, appearing directly beside Mu Sheng.

Then he clenched his fist with his right hand and smashed it violently.

"Boom!"

The profound energy flowing like a wave poured over.

There was nothing fancy about this punch, only the torrential endless profound energy, roaring loudly, Mu Sheng subconsciously crossed his hands to resist, but he couldn't stop it at all. After a muffled groan, his body hit hard on the floor tiles of the arena superior.

"Crack!"

At this moment, cracks appeared on the floor tiles, which were strong enough to withstand the attacks of the fifth-order profound practitioners. It can be seen just how terrifying the force Mu Sheng's body had endured.

After turning around on the ground, he retreated suddenly, his eyes were cold, looking at Zhenshanhe, there was already blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Blowing Mu Sheng back with a punch, Zhen Shanhe didn't go after him directly, but lightly patted his sleeves, looking like a master, but the faint and cold smile on the corner of Mu Sheng's mouth made him look in a special mood accurate.

"Laughing even when you're about to lose, let me see how you can still laugh when the old man crushes your bones."

Zhen Shanhe took another step forward.

But suddenly felt that the outstretched hands and feet were faintly restrained.

Follow him and look up instinctively.

What appeared above him was an extremely huge formation that had already been arranged.

"I think the loser is you!"

Mu Sheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up with a grin.

"When is he?"

Zhen Shanhe was startled, and his eyebrows trembled.