Feeling the huge palm that was still exuding terrifying aura fluctuations not far away, Ding Ze frowned fiercely, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.

I saw a little fresh blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, because his complexion was dark and golden, so he couldn't tell whether his face was pale or not, but it was almost the same.

"Grass, it hurts!" Ding Ze grinned and roared, and then his body spun in the air, and his limbs fell to the ground together.

Although the strength of condensation cannot change position in the air, it is also simple to change the action.

Breaking through the Qi Mansion, the aura between heaven and earth is more and more sensitive, and the aura in the body has been tempered layer by layer, and the aura control has also been improved by a grade.

The aura floats in the air, or like the sloppy old man, a fist is a huge fist composed of aura, and it can be done when you step into the qifu.

It's not that condensation is useless, although it can't be controlled precisely, but it can be easily done.

Wrapping the aura around the whole body, the defense and combat effectiveness are also much improved, but in the face of the qifu, even if it is increased a lot, there is not much chance of winning.

This time, it was because the sloppy old man made a move too suddenly, otherwise Ding Ze was afraid that he would directly exchange some pills, talismans and other things in the system to defend against it.

Ding Ze used his limbs together, sliding on the ground for dozens of meters before slowly stopping, and two deep ravines were carved out of the ground.

"You calculate me!" Ding Ze said evilly.

Seeing that almost half of the manor was destroyed by this huge palm, the movement in the middle was naturally extremely loud, especially in this quiet night.

But a few luxurious villas in the manor, as well as a few ordinary houses, were brightly lit when they looked through the windows, but no one came out to persuade them to stop them.

Apparently this was a purposeful, planned sneak attack!

"Sea of Qi!" he clenched his teeth and shouted fiercely.

Wow!

Ding Ze's voice fell, and the boundless sea in his body instantly surged, and the aura in it was even more violent, surging out of his body along Ding Ze's guidance.

Even if you can't form a wall of condensation into a shield, this aura is a lot!

In this way, almost half of the sky was Ding Ze's pale white aura, and Ding Ze was holding the aura, his legs were not supported, and he almost fell to his knees.

He raised his head with difficulty, and through the aura, he vaguely saw that the sloppy old man had changed into a handsome young man at this time, dressed in a scholarly white robe, wearing a bun crown, and the surface of his body was pale blue aura, exuding all kinds of extraordinary aura, how could he still have the sloppy look before.

He had a faint smile on his face at this time, looking extremely reassuring, if the little fan girl took a look, he would definitely be addicted to it.

If it weren't for a quick glance, Ding Ze almost thought that this was like a little fresh meat show.

"What if you put on a good skin, it still can't change your vicious and cruel heart!" Ding Ze pursed his lips and said sourly.

He admitted that he was indeed not as good as this sloppy old man in terms of appearance at this time, but how could Ding Ze be such a little white face who ate and waited for death?!

The answer is natural...

I saw that on the one hand, he controlled the spiritual energy to gush out of his body continuously to resist this huge fist, and on the other hand, he roared in his mouth, "Bad old man, how did you do it, I want it too!"

"I want a rich woman! I don't want to work hard!"

Ding Ze also admitted at this time that the sloppy old man looked like him now, and his appearance alone was much better than himself, and he was also a sour duck in his heart.

Of course, this is just a joke in my heart, how could a seven-foot man like him really make that kind of useless vase.

The beautiful young man's face was strange, and then he shook his head helplessly, his fingers flicked slightly, and the speed of the huge fist skyrocketed a lot.

"It's almost time...", he looked in the direction of the Wolong Mountain Range, frowned and whispered.

Rumble!

I saw that the speed of the huge fist skyrocketed, and it instantly bombarded the heavenly aura in front of Ding Ze.

Under this fist, Ding Ze's white aura collapsed in an instant, and Ding Ze also gritted his teeth, continuously forcing out the aura in his body and supplying it.

Compared with the two, it is natural that Ding Ze's undisciplined aura is not as powerful as the huge fist, but fortunately, there is a lot of it.

Even if that fist exploded layer by layer, it would take a lot of time and consume a lot of power.

In the end, this fist broke through the last layer of aura, even if the fist was still blasting towards Ding Ze, but the power was already not one in ten, and the threat level could be said to be more than a star and a half.

Even so, everyone can see that the final result is that this fist is superior, but its power is already difficult to pose a threat to Ding Ze, and it can also be said to be a draw.

The handsome young man naturally saw it, so he simply waved his hand, and when his fist was only an inch away from Ding Ze, it stopped and collapsed, turning into a pale blue starlight in the sky and drifting away.

Ding Ze bent over his knees and gasped, the dark golden light on his body had become more and more dim, and finally under the guidance of his heart, he returned to his original state.

"Damn!" he said as he looked at the white-robed figure.

The young man shook his head with a smile, and he didn't care.

At this time, everything around was quiet, and the smoke and dust fell, and it was not difficult to see what the Ding family's manor had been destroyed.

Almost half of the manor was in shambles, the ground was crisscrossed with ravines, and even the gate of the manor was nowhere to go.

Fortunately, the manor is large enough, otherwise the damage would not have been just flat.

"Ozawa!" When the two of them were quiet, the door of the luxury villa facing the gate opened, and Dinkler ran out of it with a worried face.

No matter what he looked or did, it could be seen that this Dinkler was completely worried about Ding Ze from the bottom of his heart.

"Quick! bring the water!" Dinkler roared.

"Don't worry, it's not very powerful, but it's very easy for this kid. The beautiful young man said slowly.

The result of the process is indeed the same as what the young man said, but he was really punched halfway, and his blood was surging at that time, but with the recovery, he is now a little weak.

Even his complexion is gradually regaining his ruddyness, but how can Dinkler, who is a father, be careless.

He could see clearly in the crack of the door, the huge fist, lifting layers of tiles, just looking at it was terrifying, let alone taking a hit.

Not to mention that this is his only son, so even if the handsome young man persuaded him, he still hurriedly called the servant to bring warm water and clothes.

But when Ding Ze heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

I saw him grasping his chest with one hand, pointing at the beautiful young man with the other, looking at Dinkler, with a sad and indignant look, "Listen, this is talking about human words?"

Then he pointed to Cangyi Manor and took a deep breath, "Look, who can stand this?"

Dinkler was stunned.

Looking at Ding Ze's vigorous appearance, it is indeed as the young man said, there is no.

But that huge fist was really too shocking, even if Ding Ze was fine, Dinkler still went back and forth to see if Ding Ze was injured.

Ding Ze is not a hard-hearted person, he can feel Dinkler's heartfelt concern and distress, even if there is still a mustard in his heart, compared with before, this threshold can be smoothed out a lot.

"Put it on, put it on," Dinkler breathed a sigh of relief after taking a thicker coat from a maid and hurriedly draped it over Ding Ze, "don't get sick." ”

Ding Ze's eyes were a little sour, looking at the white shirt he asked for from Brother Hu, after the battle, it was a little dirty at most, and there was no tattered.

Although it is autumn, the majesty is already a little cool, but with Ding Ze's physique, a shirt is just to cover his shame.

This coat may have little effect on Ding Ze, but for Ding Keler, it means a lot.

This may be the only thing a father who doesn't know how to love with his heart can do.