"Think you're the only one who can fly?"

Yan Zhongxian sneered, sensing the surprise in Luo Chuan's eyes, and the smile on his lips became even bigger.

Without waiting for Luo Chuan to say anything, Yan Zhongxian dodged and shot out without warning, his body drew a series of afterimages in the air, and he appeared in front of Luo Chuan in the blink of an eye.

"Flesh Battle, you're still far away!"

Yan Zhongxian let out a long laugh, and his laughter was sharp.

A violent thunder sounded in the sky, and in the thunder sound, a golden claw flew out at a speed that exceeded the thunder sound, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of claw shadows bloomed in front of Luo Chuan, like a peacock opening the screen, densely packed, going around in all directions, surrounding Luo Chuan.

Each claw shadow was wrapped in a tremendous force that shook the air, and the wind was turbulent, and many monks with ordinary flesh bodies were swept out from afar.

Yan Zhongxian's grasp was superb, making people feel that his Dao power had not been sealed.

Luo Chuan knew that Yan Zhongxian's physical cultivation was very high, and he had perfectly integrated his physical body and artistic conception together, and he was worthy of being the first person in the cannon fodder battalion's physical body battle path.

In front of the gray giant thousand-zhang city wall, above the heads of tens of thousands of imprisoned monks, Luo Chuan faced a strong enemy, his heart was like a mirror, and he did not mess or wave.

The white brilliance poured out from the heart of Luo Chuan's fist, the qi and blood of the whole body surged, the strength of the physical body suddenly increased tenfold, and the two bloody blessings of extreme cold and extreme flame blessed the physical body, and slammed out with a punch!

Luo Chuan's punch came first, combining the two techniques of the ancient Tiannan Regions and today's Southern Regions, which can be called the strongest punch Luo Chuan made after entering the cannon fodder camp!

Bang!

Luo Chuan's fist and Yan Zhongxian's palm slammed together, and there was a thunderous roar!

A wave of air visible to the naked eye. The air rippled out from between the two of them, and although the air was ten thousand times harder than the outside, it was not broken, but it was also twisted into folds, obviously reaching the limit of what it could bear.

Boom!

The two of them shook wildly and popped backwards at the same time.

There was a commotion below the city, and most of the tens of thousands of monks on both sides of Yan and Bai showed disbelief, while the more than 300 monks on Luo Chuan's side cheered, and everyone was excited.

Before Luo Chuan appeared, there were also some strong monks who went to challenge Yan Zhongxian, but except for Boss Bai. None of them were Yan Zhongxian's enemies.

In the expectant gaze of more than 300 monks such as Wang Hu. Luo Chuan and Yan Zhongxian were entangled together.

The sound of breaking wind and thunder echoed up and down the city, and the two of them fought quickly, like two figures sprinkled with gray material, so faint that they could hardly be caught with the naked eye.

The monks were all imprisoned in the Yellow Court. Sealed the power of the Dao. It can only be seen with the naked eye.

Soon. Ninety percent of the monks couldn't keep up with the speed of the two. After another while, among the ten thousand monks present, only a dozen or so monks with extremely strong bodies were able to capture the figures of the two of them. to zuihou. Up and down the city, only Boss Bai and Bloody Hand Immortal Tu Li Guang could distinguish the location of the two.

The monks under Luo Chuan were nervously looking forward to it, silently waiting for the final result.

With a "bang", a figure flew out of nowhere, slammed its skull into the city wall, and fell to the ground.

Looking at the familiar figure, the corners of Wang Hu's eyes twitched, his face became ugly, and the other three hundred or so monks also looked gloomy.

It was Luo Chuan who was knocked into the city wall, and in the physical battle with Yan Zhongxian, Luo Chuan was still the same as all the previous challengers, and ended in defeat.

An afterimage appeared in the air.

Brown feather robe, long flowing hair, shiny skin...... Yan Zhongxian is like an ink painting that is being dyed and painted, appearing in front of everyone's eyes little by little, and his body is treacherous, surpassing the previous Luo Chuan.

"I have to admit that your physical battle is beyond the expectations of this seat. Over the years, except for Boss Bai, you can fight with this seat to this extent. It's a pity that you are still so much worse than the white boss, and for various reasons, this seat can't let you go. ”

Yan Zhongxian was suspended in the air, looking down at the figure lying motionless under the base of the wall.

After saying a word, Yan Zhongxian blinked his eyes unconsciously.

When he looked down again, the man under the wall was gone.

Yan Zhongxian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated!

A feeling of extreme danger rose from the bottom of his heart.

Years of fighting experience came into play at this time, Yan Zhongxian didn't want to think about it, the liliang of the flesh body was all infused with his arms, and his arms were raised and tightened into a ring.

Almost as soon as Yan Zhongxian finished this set of actions, a black-purple figure suddenly rushed towards him like a meteor falling from the sky.

Boom!

Yan Zhongxian's arms collided violently with the figure.

His arms shook wildly, Yan Zhongxian's qi and blood turned up, and his face turned red.

The huge force between the arms is still increasing, almost increasing by more than ten times the liliang in half a blink of an eye!

Yan Zhongxian was secretly frightened, and when he looked up, his pupils suddenly dilated.

In addition to being covered with black smoke, Luo Chuan in front of him was also surrounded by a purple flame volcano-like cover, one black and one purple, and two clouds of light shrouded his body, which made Luo Chuan look filled with a demonic aura.

"Vitality Shield?"

Yan Zhongxian was taken aback again, but Luo Chuan was forced again, his feet were unstable, and he was knocked out by Luo Chuan.

Yan Zhongxian slammed into the ground, and like Luo Chuan, his head hit the ground.

There was no sound around.

The monks stared at Luo Chuan in disbelief, almost unable to believe what they saw, Boss Yan had been the first person in the cannon fodder camp for fifty years, and this was the first time that he had fallen into such an embarrassing situation.

Above the city, Boss Bai looked at Yan Zhongxian thoughtfully.

Luo Chuan's sneak attack was successful, and naturally he would not let go of the opportunity to kill them all.

Without waiting for Yan Zhongxian to get up, Luo Chuan appeared in front of him in an instant, his arms crossed the afterimage, and his hands pressed on the top of Yan Zhongxian's head.

Before Luo Chuan could exert his strength, he snapped twice, and his hands were firmly grasped.

Immediately afterward, his legs were also grabbed by two hands.

Two more hands on the chest and abdomen.

In the boiling shouts of tens of thousands of monks, Luo Chuan was held high by Yan Zhongxian.

When you stand up again. Yan Zhongxian's brown feather robe had been torn apart, revealing a snow-white upper body with knotted muscles, six arms stretched out from his shoulders, and six big iron hoop-like hands firmly grasped Luo Chuan.

"It's a six-armed dharma!"

"You forgot! You can't use Dao power here. ”

"That's ...... The legendary six-armed physical physiognomy of Boss Yan has reached such a level!"

In the exclamations of the surrounding monks, Yan Zhongxian exerted his strength with six arms, laughing wildly and tearing Luo Chuan apart!

The more than 300 monks under Luo Chuan were stunned, and then their faces turned pale, and the monks under the command of Yan and Bai went crazy when they saw the blood, and they all clamored in unison.

In mid-air, Luo Chuan's "corpse" did not land. Floating eerily.

The splatters of blood did not continue to spurt either. Instead, it condensed into a strand and instantly shrunk back into essence blood.

The essence and blood gathered, the broken arms and legs were reorganized, and they were in a moment. A living Luo Chuan reappeared in front of the monks.

The second floor of the dragon. A broken arm can be reborn.

Now Luo Chuan is already the third layer of the dragon. As long as you don't get sucked out of sperm and blood, delay it for too long, let alone break your arm. Even if the corpse is broken into thousands of pieces, it can be reunited in an instant.

Quickly moving his body, Luo Chuankou swallowed the turbid two qi, glanced at Yan Zhongxian with fear, rose against the wind, and flew towards the city in a panic.

"Is there a life-saving trick at the bottom of the box?

Yan Zhongxian daxiao and flew towards Luo Chuan.

Whether he is physically strong or hard, he is a cut above Luo Chuan, and he can see Luo Chuan's constantly exposed back hand cards, and he can't help but feel a little jealous of Luo Chuan.

The two flew to the head of the city one after the other.

Above the city, Li Guang and Boss Bai looked at Luo Chuan playfully while pushing the cup and changing the lamp.

"Not good. The boss made a mistake in his busy schedule this time, and he actually flew to the city!" Wang Hu said badly.

"What's wrong with this, Boss? Is it really smart and confused for a while? Behind him is Yan Zhongxian, and in front of him are Li Guang and Boss Bai, the path he chose is a dead end!" another core monk also said.

Everyone has seen that although Luo Chuan has a lot of backhands and his strength is close to Boss Yan, there is still a little distance between his real physical strength and Boss Yan. Even if Li Guang and Boss Bai don't make a move, as long as they stop Luo Chuan, Luo Chuan will face Boss Yan's thunderous blow.

The same doubts also arose in Yan Zhongxian's heart.

"Is there anything you haven't used?"

There were still two hundred zhang left from the city, and Yan Zhongxian suddenly sneered: "Even if you really have a backhand, it's useless." ”

As the words fell, Yan Zhongxian's pupils spun, and a ghostly light spread out from his pupils, enveloping Luo Chuan.

A little light in his eyes can break through all kinds of changes.

When the two of them were still fifty zhang away from the city, Luo Chuan finally turned his body half sideways, looked at Yan Zhongxian not far below him, and continued to flee while gathering momentum to fight back.

And above the city, Boss Bai had already stood up, his eyes flashing, staring at Luo Chuan, seeing that as long as Luo Chuan dared to flee to the city, he would intercept it.

Bloody Hand Immortal Tu Li Guang was still drinking, playfully staring at Luo Chuan, who was about to be attacked by Yan and Bai. The reason why he embarrassed Luo Chuan everywhere was not for anything else, just because Luo Chuan was friendly with the Western Heavenly Sword King and Beisha Jun, but in comparison, he was not so deferential to him.

Gradually, every time he saw Luo Chuan, Li Guang felt very uncomfortable.

As the leader of the overseer monks, when faced with a prisoner who made him uncomfortable, he naturally tried his best to make things difficult, even ...... Remove.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Chuan was only ten zhang away from the city, in front of him were Boss Bai and Li Guang, and behind him was Yan Zhongxian, who was chasing after him, Luo Chuan finally stopped escaping, his body stopped abruptly, and he turned sideways to meet Yan Zhongxian.

Yan Zhongxian's eyes glowed, and he carefully swept over Luo Chuan, but did not find anything abnormal.

But as the first person in the cannon fodder battalion for many years, he has rich experience in fighting and is known as the king of the flesh, at this moment, Yan Zhongxian's heart suddenly fluctuated, and a strong uneasiness arose in his heart.

A smile suddenly bloomed at the corner of Luo Chuan's mouth.

Capturing that smile, the uneasiness in Yan Zhongxian's heart became more and more intense, although he had already blasted out his fist, he still couldn't help but ask out loud, "Do you still have a back hand?"

"Of course. Luo Chuan also punched out.

"Where?"

"Here. ”

A low laugh rang out from behind.

Yan Zhongxian was stunned, his eyes were stagnant, and his face was full of incredulity.

The white boss, who disappeared into the city at some point, appeared behind him. (To be continued......)