Suddenly, Song Jie roared, his voice was yellow and loud, and the wolves were howling.

It was a sound made by strength alone, deafening, and it was shouted in an instant, which caught people off guard.

It seems to be able to shoot directly into people's hearts, making the brain blank for a while.

The sound makes some people's eardrums ache, and even worse, they lose their ears in a short period of time.

The voice fell, and Song Jie slowly walked towards Li Yan.

The fight had been too long, far beyond his estimates.

Song Jie originally thought that he could solve Li Yan in an instant, but now it seems that he really underestimated Li Yan.

Losing his patience, he slowly walked towards Li Yan, step by step, he wanted to use a killing move, kill with one blow, and directly solve Li Yan.

At this time, Song Jie was like an ancient Buddha who had attained enlightenment, and his body was full of power that could destroy heaven and earth.

Zhangliu's golden body, every step he takes, seems to be able to control yin and yang, and break time.

The floor caved down one by one, and the dust kicked up filled the room, making it impossible to help but cover your nose.

Song Jie walked over to Li Yan, and the green tendons on his body burst out, as if he was gathering the strength in his body.

When the fist was less than a meter away from Li Yan's body, Song Jie made a decisive punch, and the fist was mixed with the sound of the wind and hit Li Yan.

That's the result of a certain level of strength, and ordinary people, even the most powerful boxing masters, can't hit such a force.

When he was in the Xuanzhan Continent, Li Yan had heard that there were monks who specialized in cultivating the flesh in ancient times.

According to the records of historical books, after the kind of person cultivates his body to the extreme, he has a qualitative change. With one fist and one finger, one movement has the power to destroy heaven and earth, even if there is no spiritual power in the body.

But the upper can be nine days into the clouds, and the lower can be the deep sea and Kunxing.

Even the Great Emperor of Enlightenment did not dare to compete with him in terms of strength, and belonged to an alternative kind of Enlightenment.

This is a cultivation method that only existed in ancient times, but it is extremely difficult and demanding, and it is far beyond the average person can bear. After a long time, it was abandoned, and in Li Yan's time, it was tens of thousands of years ago.

Therefore, Li Yan has always doubted whether the records in the historical books are true.

But judging from Song Jie's situation, a person who has not cultivated can compete with him with strength alone. The physical body was reached to the extreme, and the power in the body was completely excavated. It is not impossible to be comparable to the emperor.

The fist bearer had a tremendous force and brushed his face with Li Yan's body.

After the other guests left in a hurry, the venue of the bar was already occupied enough for Li Yan to use the "Lost Phantom"

Seeing that Li Yan had dodged, Song Jie didn't give him any respite, turned around and jumped up, and slammed his bowl-like fist towards Li Yan with the power of a giant elephant.

Not to mention a cultivator, even an ordinary person knows it. If this punch hits Li Yan's body, it will definitely be either death or injury.

With a punch, a smile appeared on Song Jie's face, he actually saw Li Yan standing in place stupidly, as if he was stupid and motionless.

As long as Li Yan didn't hide, Song Jie firmly believed that he only needed one punch to end the matter.

Now, isn't it the opportunity that God has given him?

Song Jie laughed wildly, he seemed to see the tragic situation after Li Yan's death, which was the end he deserved for offending.

However, he didn't expect that when his fist touched Li Yan's head.

Li Yan's head was not blasted by his own power as he imagined, but pierced through.

A "bump" sounded.

It was the sound of Song Jie's fist shattering the bar table after passing through Li Yan's body.

Song Jie didn't know that the Li Yan he saw was just a remnant, and the Li Yan who was really there had left his original position long before his fist was close to him.

The table under Li Yan shattered, and countless fragments rose into the sky and fell to the ground like snowflakes.

I don't know if Su was stupid early in the morning, or if he was too calm.

Until now, Li Yan found that he had not taken a step away from his position.

Song Jie's fist had already understood everything when it passed through Li Yan's body.

He roared loudly, pounding his chest like an orangutan, like a wild beast without intelligence.

A look of extreme anger.

This is a side effect of Song Jie's strengthening of his body, and it is also the price that he should bear while gaining strength, and a long battle will make his brain uncontrollable.

Song Jie roared, and once again rushed towards Li Yan with all his strength.

Every time he punched, he either almost hit it, or it went directly through Li Yan's body.

Relying on the "Lost Trace", Li Yan at this time could easily avoid Song Jie's attack, and as soon as the "Phantom" came out, he could continue to confuse Song Jie.

Li Yan just wanted to use these, constantly consuming Song Jie's body, making him tired, making him angry, and then finding an opportunity to kill him with one blow.

During the tribal period, productivity was low, and people often used this method when hunting large beasts, running back and forth, leaving the beasts in a state of exhaustion, so that they could better obtain prey.

"Boy, what kind of hero is hiding and hiding, there is a kind of hard confrontation with me!"

Song Jie shouted, his mouth constantly panting.

Li Yan's speed was too fast, he kept attacking and couldn't even touch his clothes, but kept consuming his patience and strength.

Even if the strengthened body is more durable in terms of endurance, it can't withstand Li Yan's consumption.

He felt that if Li Yan didn't hide, then he would be able to solve the battle in an instant.

"Well, I'm not hiding, but you've been shooting for so long, it's time for me to play. ”

Li Yan sneered, at this time, he had already consumed Song Jie's physical strength to a certain extent.

If you continue to consume it like this, the spiritual power in your body may not be able to hold on.

A person's physical strength cannot be unlimited, and the same is true of Reiki.

Li Yan moved and took the initiative to attack, wanting to solve the enemy in front of him.

Li Yan's attack was very fast, like a wind, like lightning cutting through the darkness.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Song Jie.

Before Song Jie could react, a beer bottle smashed on his head. The bottles shattered, and the glass shards shot away, aimlessly. But Song Jie's brain did not have the slightest wound.

Li Yan's speed was very fast, and he didn't know how many beer bottles he had broken, but Song Jie's head was as hard as meteoric iron and rock, and no matter how hard Li Yan tried, he couldn't leave half a trace.

"Boy, is that all you have to do?"

Song Jie laughed wildly, grinning his teeth, and the expressions on his face were a little distorted.

Although he couldn't catch Li Yan's attack, he could completely ignore it with his strong body.

As long as you wait for the opportunity and let him slowly recover his strength, he can seize the opportunity and solve Li Yan with one move.

With the same strengths and avoiding weaknesses, and the same consumption of the strength of the opposite side, Song Jie's ideas are not brainless.

It's just that he met Li Yan.

As a peerless genius of the Xuanzhan Continent, he also has a well-known title, that is, "Don't Bilian"