Although Lin Kunkun was somewhat mentally prepared, when the facts were in front of him, Lin Kunkun found that his surprise was beyond his imagination. He almost screamed in surprise, and only then did he realize how big the difference between each of these realms was.

This is Deng Shangwei's real strength, although in Lin Kunwei's opinion, he is not of any use. What was revealed could only be the tip of the iceberg, but even the tip of the iceberg made Lin Kunyan feel unacceptable. Originally, he thought that with Yang Jun's help, although he could not be said to be walking sideways in this land of divine punishment, he should still have a certain amount of self-preservation, but now seeing the strength shown by Deng Shangwei, he could only sigh that he was sitting in the well and watching the sky.

A continuous momentum shrouded Yang Jun's body, not to mention Yang Jun, it was Lin Kunkun who was standing behind him and was on the edge of the battlefield. was overwhelmed by the aftermath, let alone Yang Jun, who bore the brunt of the attack. But after all, Yang Jun is still a powerhouse at the peak of Yuanying, although under the suppression of the opponent's momentum like a vast mountain pressing on his body, his body speed is much slower, and he even feels powerless when he swings his fist.

"You're not my opponent!" Deng Shangwei said as he looked at Yang Jun.

"Hmph...... Do you really think you've won?" Yang Jun is not a good stubble, how can he easily admit defeat. What's more, after so many years of fugitive life, not to mention how much hatred he has for the people of the temple, the tenacity that was forced out alone is not something that anyone can have, and this will also be the greatest wealth in his life, and it is not too much to say that it is a blessing in disguise. Just like now, if you change someone and don't have any deep hatred, you will definitely admit defeat and surrender, because this is the case, even if you are stubborn, you are not an opponent, you are not an opponent! Yang Jun only relied on the stubbornness in his heart, Lin Kunkun did not stop him, because this was his opportunity, a chance to kill two birds with one stone. Under Deng Shangwei's oppression, Lin Kunyan could already feel that Yang Jun's solid bottleneck had already loosened. The most important thing is that Yang Jun needs to vent, and the tragic experiences of so many years, and the guilt towards his disciples, all need a good time, place and object to vent.

Mood cultivation is the most obscure, even if Yang Jun doesn't vent these negative emotions in his heart, there will be no adverse effects in a short period of time. But one day, one day, the outburst of these suppressed emotions will make him a catastrophe. Not to mention what went mad, what failed to cross the tribulation, what demons were numerous, just because of this suppressed emotion, the cultivation could not be improved, this was what Lin Kun did not want to see!

Step by step, Yang Jun had no reservations, and the true yuan of his whole body rolled. The overly violent True Yuan made his shirt shatter piece by piece, the qi and blood in his whole body did not rest, and the bulging muscles and blood vessels were also clearly visible. There was a strange scene on the body, half white and half red, occupying half of Yang Jun's body.

"Drink!" Although it was slow, Yang Jun's punch was very firm, full of strength, and contained an invincible supreme momentum. In this moment, the space created by Deng Shangwei was like a quagmire and swamp, as if it was broken through by Yang Jun's fearless spirit.

Deng Shangwei's face was shocked, he didn't expect that under the coercion of his cultivation in this merger period, Yang Jun would be able to burst out with such power, this is a realm gap. Deng Shangwei didn't dare to slack off, turned his fist into a palm, and blocked the fist that Yang Jun handed to him again and again. But this Yang Jun seems to be dying, in such a trapped situation, if he wants to carry out such a high-intensity battle, the damage to himself is not small.

Deng Shangwei is now riding a tiger, and he has created an area with his true yuan and divine will, which is originally a "world" that only masters in the distraction period can control. Although I have touched some thresholds, I can't run freely, after all, the gap in cultivation is irreparable. But on a whim, he actually used it on a cultivator in the infancy stage. But if you use it, you can use it, but the other party can't kill it himself, and if he can't kill it, forget it, if he can give in. But now, all the goals cannot be achieved......

Otherwise, with the current consumption of True Yuan, Deng Shangwei can be sure that without waiting for Yang Jun to be unable to support it, the True Yuan in his whole body has already been absorbed by this half-finished world. That is not the best policy, now this Yang Jun's momentum can actually break through this half-finished "world", but after all, he is still somewhat suppressed by this "world", once he lets go, he will be greeted by the other party's devastating and invincible attack. And he has to bear the backlash of the "world", there are wolves in front of him and tigers in the back, and it is strange if he does not die......

"Forget it, Dead Dao friends don't die poor Dao!" Deng Shangwei thought that even if he had to be punished by the temple, it was better than letting himself die now. The speed at which this "world" extracts the true yuan is getting faster and faster, and Yang Jun's punch is stronger than a punch as if he has not consumed, just now, after he took his punch, his palm was extremely painful, which also made Deng Shangwei feel that his strength was overwhelmed.

If you don't want to use this half-finished "world" to deter the other party, you can achieve your goal by relying on your own strength. Now it's like shooting yourself in the foot......

Like a water pump, the true elements in Deng Shangwei's body were all pulled out from the deepest depths. In just a moment, the space changed dramatically. As if his whole body was tightly bound by countless ropes, Yang Jun felt that even his fingers could not move. Only those organs on the face were still able to maintain normal work, and the green tendons like a small snake squeezing out of Yang Jun's forehead, as if the blood that was still flowing in it would squeeze through the thin wall of the tube in the next moment......

"Hehehe......" Deng Shangwei smiled, his face was extremely pale, and even the bloodshot in his eyeballs disappeared like a natural enemy, not to mention the ruddy lips, which were now like two pieces of white paper on his face.

"I don't want to kill you! But you...... Alas...... I'm also in trouble if I kill you......" Deng Shangwei said helplessly. Stretch your right arm forward in a fist movement......

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood spat out of Yang Jun's mouth......

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(Tianjin)