Chapter 52: Don't Bilian

Fists and feet collide, you come and go, spiritual energy boiling, sweating profusely, this is a simple confrontation between strength and spiritual power, and it is like a comparison between two different cultivation systems.

Fighting openly and secretly, neither of them wanted to give in to the other, and for a while, the two of them were glued, and neither of them had the upper hand, and no one showed defeat.

Suddenly, Song Jie roared, the voice was Huang Zhong Dalu, and the wolves roared in the moon, this was a sound made by strength alone, deafening, and 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, making some people's eardrums hurt, and even deaf in a short period of time.

The voice fell, and Song Jie walked slowly towards Li Yan, the time of the fight was too long, which was far beyond his estimated time. 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 to kill Li Yan with one blow and directly solve Li Yan.

At this time, Song Jie is like an ancient Buddha who has attained the Tao, full of power that can destroy heaven and earth, with a golden body, and 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. One fist and one finger, with a single action, it has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, even if there is no spiritual power in the body, but the upper can be nine heavens into the green clouds, and the lower can be the deep sea and Jiaoxing.

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.

With a huge force, the fist carrier brushed his face with Li Yan's body, and after the other guests left in a hurry, the bar venue 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 doesn't hide, Song Jie firmly believes that he only needs one punch to end this matter, so isn't it the opportunity that God gives him?

Song Jie laughed wildly, he seemed to see the tragic situation after Li Yan's death, and he deserved to offend him.

But 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.

There was a "bump" sound, and 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 already left his original position 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 Yi was stupid early in the morning, or if he was too calm, until now, Li Yan found that he hadn't left his position a step.

Song Jie's fist had already understood everything when it passed through Li Yan's body, and he roared, beating his chest like an orangutan, like a wild beast without wisdom, with an extremely angry look.

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, and every time he punched, he either almost hit or directly passed 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 a good man 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 was more durable in terms of endurance, it couldn't withstand Li Yan's consumption, and he felt that if Li Yan didn't dodge, 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 exhausted 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, and a person's physical strength cannot be unlimited, and the same is true for the spiritual energy in Li Yan's body.

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

Li Yan's shot was very fast, like a gust of wind, like lightning piercing through the darkness, hitting Song Jie like a ray of light, and he came to him in the blink of an eye.

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

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 the ability to?" Song Jie laughed wildly, grinning his teeth, and the expression on his face was a little distorted.

Although he couldn't catch Li Yan's attack, he could completely ignore it with his strong body, and as long as he waited for the opportunity to slowly regain his strength, he could seize the opportunity to deal with 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"