"Bastard, this prince has already retreated so far, do you have to retreat again?" Huangfu Jianchen's face turned extremely pale, "Zhou Yuan, you shouldn't be teasing this prince!"

Huangfu Jianchen held a sullen breath in his chest, and said that he would not take half a step back again. He had already made a calculation in his heart, he didn't believe that Ye Xing would be a first-class powerhouse at all. Even if it was true, although it was dangerous for a first-class powerhouse to fight, if Zhou Yuan protected him with all his might, his safety would not be too much of a problem.

It is true that Zhou Yuan, a quasi-overlord-level powerhouse, is indeed confident and capable of protecting his safety. However, being able and unwilling is another matter. Let's not say that Huangfu Jianchen will hinder his performance here, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, if Huangfu Jianchen really has a mistake, as the commander of the guard, it will be difficult to explain to the Emperor of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, for the sake of your safety, I have no choice but to offend!" Zhou Yuan, the thunderbolt of Qiankun, said loudly, and without waiting for Huangfu Jianchen to answer, he immediately quickly stretched out his hand and waved it.

"Whew!"

In an instant, a huge Innate True Yuan roared away, instantly entangled Huangfu Jian Chen, and swept him out of the battlefield a hundred feet away.

"What a strong True Yuan Force, this person is also a dual cultivation of physical and martial arts!" Ye Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his brows tightened as he looked at Zhou Yuan, the Qiankun Thunderbolt on the opposite side.

Just as Zhou Yuan discovered that Ye Xing was a first-class horizontal martial artist who condensed the golden body treasure body, Ye Xing naturally sensed the powerful aura emanating from the golden body on Zhou Yuan's body. Originally, Ye Xing thought that this person was just a simple horizontal training powerhouse, however, judging from the hand that Huangfu Jianchen had exposed just now, this person was obviously also a first-class powerhouse in both physical and martial arts.

"It's not as easy as you think!"

Ye Xing's face became more and more solemn, because things had become a little tricky. If you want to save Mengxue and them, you must get close to the sedan chair. Only by coming into contact with Mengxue could Ye Xing have a way to cast a purple light cluster portal to take them out of here. However, the thunderbolt in front of him, Zhou Yuan, was like an iron tower directly in front of Ye Xing.

"Boy, what are you from? Do you know that this is the greeting team of the Great Zhou Imperial Family, offending the Great Zhou Dynasty, don't say that you are just a golden body and treasure body, even if you are a top overlord-level force, you have to eat and walk around!" If you are obsessed with it again, I will not be polite to Zhou!"

For Ye Xing, who had a golden body and treasure body, Zhou Yuan, the Qiankun Thunderbolt, knew that he could not kill the other party, so he began to persuade Ye Xing to leave, and he could save a lot of blood.

"It's okay if you want me to leave. Ye Xing said lightly: "After I take away my own lady, I will naturally leave." ”

"Hmph, it seems that you are still stubborn, in that case, this commander will let you taste the power of my Qiankun Thunderbolt!" Zhou Yuan, the Qiankun Thunderbolt, shouted loudly and kicked the ground with both feet.

'Bang!', a dull vibration sounded on the earth, but seeing Zhou Yuan's palm into a knife, the whole person flew up, and the wind of the palm knife roared, and a sharp arc was cut in mid-air, like thunder, and slashed down towards Ye Xingdang in front of him.

"Hum—"

The wind was howling, and the air was filled with a terrifying roar.

"It's quite powerful! It's already at the quasi-overlord level!"

Ye Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and with the operation of the "Jiuyang Divine Skill" in his body, suddenly the Dao Jiuyang True Yuan roared out like a wild horse, the heat wave emptied, and the rolling True Yuan was surging, and the Buddhist scriptures formed a semicircular golden-red light mask around Ye Xing's body, enveloping Ye Xing's whole person.

"Boom!"

The Great Zhou Guards commanded Zhou Yuan's full force, and the Qiankun Thunderbolt slashed at Ye Xing's Buddhist Gate Golden Bell Jar. Suddenly, the entire Golden Bell Jar of Buddhism began to vibrate violently.

And then—

"Click!" "Titicaca!"

"Titicaca!"

The sound of glass shattering sounded, and the entire golden bell jar of the Buddhist gate began to be covered with fine cracks, more and more cracks, crisscrossing like a spider's web, but it was not broken.

"What a terrifying means of defense, the true yuan power is so pure. You are actually a dual martial arts cultivator!" Zhou Yuan, the leader of the guards, had a solemn face, gritted his teeth, and immediately frantically injected innate true yuan into his arm.

Suddenly, the power of the Qiankun Thunderbolt increased again, and there were more and more cracks on the golden bell jar of the Buddhist Gate, which continued to spread and spread.

After a while—

"Bang!"

Under the fierce force, the entire Golden Bell Jar of the Buddha Gate suddenly cracked inch by inch, like shattered ice chips, and gradually dissolved into the air.

However, although the Golden Bell Jar of the Buddha Gate was broken, the power of the Qiankun Thunderbolt was also reduced by as much as eight or ninety, and only one or two percent of Yu Wei was left to continue to slash towards Ye Xing's head, slashing on the Heavenly Spirit Cover above Ye Xing's head.

"Bell!"

Like a collision of steel, a sound of gold and iron rang out, and the palm of Zhou Yuan, the leader of the guards, was shocked and numb, and rebounded. And Ye Xing's scalp was also tickled by Zhou Yuan's palm of the Qiankun Thunderbolt Hand. Both of them were copper-skinned and iron-clad, and although they were all struck with all their might, they were unscathed.

"I've already taken your palm, and now it's your turn to take the city lord and my punch!" Ye Xing grinned, revealing his white teeth, and immediately picked up the "King Kong Fist Method".

"King Kong Fist Method" is a secret book of Buddhism, to the strength to the yang, Dacheng realm of the "King Kong Fist Method" on the front of the hard, but also fierce and unparalleled.

The pure and strong Jiuyang True Yuan, plus the brute force of the Nine Turns Golden Body.

The two phases are superimposed, and a punch is blasted out, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and like a dragon entering the sea, the momentum is terrifying.

Zhou Yuan, the commander of the guards, changed his face wildly, hurriedly gathered all his strength, and carried the "Qiankun Thunderbolt Hand", the black light flashed between his palms and fingers, and he met Ye Xing's menacing King Kong fist.

Suddenly, the golden King Kong fist collided with the swarthy Qiankun Thunderbolt Hand.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the gold and black colors complemented each other, and terrifying energy burst out from between the palms and fingers, surging and rippling in circles like ripples. The sand and rocks flew all around, the fallen leaves flew wildly, and the trees broke and collapsed in rows.

The surrounding welcoming procession and the crowd of onlookers on both sides of the official road were all swept away by the terrible energy storm and smashed heavily to the ground, some spitting blood from their mouths and dizzy; some were seriously injured and fell unconscious on the spot; there were countless people who were killed and injured by the fall, and the whole scene was full of potholes and messes.