It's a pity that a congenital powerhouse dies like this!" Ouyang who was standing quietly in the snow forest ignored it, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

If it is really as the information says, this Nangong Chu is not yet thirty years old, and an innate martial artist who is less than thirty years old, what kind of concept is this?

Ouyang ignored it and had to think that Nangong Yu, who had just been killed by him with one palm, was a rare genius in the ancient martial arts world.

Ouyang ignored it and didn't think that if he withstood his full strength, Nangong Chu would still be alive. Even a man made of steel will be torn apart and broken into pieces under the palm just now.

"It's cold in the heights, it's invincible...... It's really lonely as snow!" Ouyang ignored a sigh and shook his head, and then was about to turn around and leave.

"Huh?" Suddenly, his brow furrowed, "He's not dead yet?"

Ouyang ignored it and was very surprised.

"Well, interesting, if he's so vulnerable, it's boring. Ouyang ignored it and smiled indifferently. As he spoke, Ouyang ignored it and walked towards the big pit on the snow slope a hundred meters away on the opposite side.

After all, Nangong Chu is an innate martial artist who has been transformed by 23 medicines, and his physical strength alone is comparable to that of an ordinary innate martial artist.

His hearing was so amazing, although he was blasted into the snow slope, he heard Ouyang's ignorant muttering.

Ouyang ignored that the palm just now was powerful, easily shattering the innate realm and shattering the innate qi of the protective body. If it is an ordinary congenital powerhouse, in the face of this kick, once the domain is broken, the body surface is shattered, and the body is directly affected by the power of this palm, the tendons will definitely be broken and fractured, the vitality will be cut off, and the dead can no longer die.

But Nangong Chu is different!

His body is already different, and he cultivates the supreme Taoist Xuangong "Innate Gong", and absorbs the holy relics that have been passed down from Tibetan Tantra for an unknown number of generations. The innate true yuan is more powerful than the average innate martial artist, I don't know how many times. There is a true element hidden in every cell.

Now, in his dantian, the swirling purple true element has already brought a little more pure purple mang, and the true element concentration is close to materialization!

After the transformation of 23 potions, Nangong Chu's body had transformed to a realm that could be called perfect. The strength of the body is comparable to that extremely hard alloy.

The strength of the body explosion alone is enough to compete with the innate martial artist.

And the martial artist, what he cultivates is the strength of the body, digging out the hidden treasures of the body, the vitality is terrifying, and the fatal injuries of ordinary people are not necessarily fatal to the martial artists.

Especially the innate martial artists at the top of the pyramid of the ancient martial arts realm, the vitality of the body is more terrifying than that of Xiaoqiang (cockroaches).

Nangong Chu, who has reached the limit of the human body, can be called an immortal Xiaoqiang in terms of vitality, strength, and resilience of the body.

"Boom ......" In the big pit of the snow slope, a vast fluctuation of vitality suddenly erupted, and the entire snow slope shook, and the soil rushed out of the pit.

The dirt, sand and gravel in the pit are sprayed out in a jet shape, which shows how powerful the power erupts from within.

"Hmm, do you want to escape?" Ouyang ignored, who was walking towards the snow slope step by step, suddenly changed his expression, and then took a step, and instantly appeared on the snow slope a hundred meters away.

It turned out that Nangong Chu was actually in the snow slope, and he opened a way to escape from the ground.

Nangong Chu knew very well that he was not at the same level as this powerful and nameless master, so he ran away without thinking about it.

There is nothing to be ashamed of running away, how much is face worth? If you die, there is nothing, and the most important thing is to save your life.

"Canopy!"

Without any hesitation, Ouyang ignored it and threw himself directly into the big pit on the snow slope.

At this time, Nangong Chu had already broken the soil and stones and walked through the ground for nearly a hundred meters. It can be described as extremely fast, and it is not much slower than running at extreme speed on the ground.

The people who fly to the sky and the earth are not the magical powers that only the legendary immortals have. As long as they are strong enough, they can also fly to the sky.

A congenital martial artist, under the protection of the innate Gang Qi, travels through the ground with ease. However, the amount of effort required to travel through the ground is very large.

Therefore, there is no need, who will be this ground rat?

"If you don't escape, you're stupid!" Nangong Chu felt that his life was threatened, so it didn't matter if he flew into the sky or escaped, as long as he could escape.

"Bang!"

There was a big earthquake, snow and mud mixed with stones splashed, on the other side of the snow slope, Nangong Chu broke through the surface and smashed out like a cannonball, and the person in the air had already vomited blood.

"Why is this guy so powerful, is this the terrifying realm of true martial arts?" Nangong Chu couldn't help but be a little desperate, he was blasted out of the ground by someone.

"Whew!" Nangong Chu directly smashed out dozens of meters and fell into the snowdrift under the snow slope.

"Haha! In front of me, do you still want to escape?" A burst of laughter came, and a tall figure rushed out of the hole that Nangong Chu had broken.

The black hair danced wildly, and the strength was incomparable, it was the half-true martial powerhouse Ouyang who ignored it.

Open the road in front and chase behind, Nangong Chu wants to escape underground, it is impossible. Ouyang ignored the peerless master who had surpassed the innate nature, and he chased after Nangong Chu along the passage opened up by Nangong Chu, his speed was of course faster than that of Nangong Chu who opened the way in front.

There was no doubt about it, therefore, Nangong Chu was caught up, and he was even punched on the vest by Ouyang Ignorance.

The strength of the fist was irresistible, destroying the withering and decaying, breaking through the protective body, and blasting into Nangong Chu's body, even if Nangong Chu had steel and iron bones, he would be injured again.

Nangong Chu was so shocked that his soul flew out of the sky, he dared to stay there, as soon as he touched the ground, he immediately turned over and got up, and ran wildly.

"You can really resist! I want to see if you can stand a few punches from me!haha......" Ouyang ignored the wanton laughter, and after just a few shakes, he caught up with Nangong Chu.

"So fast. "Nangong Chu was shocked. The laughter was still far away, but it came to my ears in the blink of an eye.

"Boy, look at the boxing!"

Ouyang ignored the gray robe on his body, he was hunted by the mountain wind, his eyes were faintly fiery red, and the two divine lights of blazing white were circulating.

The two qi of ice and fire surged in his body, and then surged towards his right fist.

"Canopy!" the two-color energy surged out from his right fist like flames. Ouyang ignored it and waved his fist at Nangong Chu.

Dealing with Nangong Chu, Ouyang ignored that he didn't even need to use weapons, so he rushed down the snow slope, and then punched Nangong Chu.

The two gases of ice and fire rush each other, collide, and the power increases exponentially. A punch was like a meteor, shattering the void, and the punch of the two heavens of ice and fire shook the heavens and the earth, and the power was terrifying to the extreme.

Ouyang ignored and killed Nangong Chu, just like an eagle hunting chickens.

Under the terrifying pressure of this disparity between strength and weakness, ordinary innate powerhouses may have long lost their fighting spirit, and they dare not fight back.

Mini-games,!