"This is the strength of the disciples of the Eight Desolations Ten Thousand Ancient Sect!"

Fang Nanyan's heart tightened, she was the strongest here, and at a glance, she could feel the power of Fang Zeyan's grasp, surging: "Such power, it's really terrifying, after all, it is a secret method of the sect that has been passed down in ancient times, and I am afraid that this move can only be stopped by the senior sister." ”

Fang Hao laughed: "He's dead!"

Everyone looked sorry, seeing that this grab was about to touch Ye Chen, Ye Chen finally made a move.

He raised his white right hand and grabbed it back.

"Compete with me, you're not afraid to die fast enough. Fang Zeyan laughed.

But the next moment, when the palms of the two touched, Fang Zeyan's smile froze, and then his complexion changed greatly.

Ye Chen's ordinary grasp didn't even see any Xuan Qi turning, but as soon as he touched Fang Zeyan's arm, he clearly felt a force pouring back, like a waterfall gushing back, mountains and rivers flying, and countless Xuan Qi rushing wildly.

"How ......"

Fang Zeyan was shocked, the thick and dignified Xuan Qi in his whole body was completely uncontrollable at this time.

"It's too weak. ”

A faint voice sounded, and Fang Zeyan only felt that the power in the fist in front of him suddenly intensified.

Rumble!

Ye Chen changed his grasp to a slap, and hit Fang Zeyan's arm with one palm.

Fang Zeyan's cultivation of the "Immovable Sacred Mountain Technique" is a secret method of refining the body, reaching the seventh realm, he has long practiced to the point where flesh and blood are like mountains, and the Xuan Qi forms the Immovable Mountain Gang all the time, attached to the flesh and blood, which is enough to resist the hard impact of the five-grade magic weapon, but at this time, when he touches Ye Chen's palm strength, the protective gang on his body surface bears the brunt, and it is shattered like glass. The palm power penetrated between his meridians,

Everywhere he passed, his Xuan Qi was shattered like a devastation, and for a while, he saw Fang Zeyan's whole body dissipating like a mist.

Ye Chen slapped his palm, and instantly broke his immovable mountain gang from head to toe!

Fang Zeyan spit out a mouthful of blood, his body flew out like a grenade, the wall of the hall behind him exploded, and the whole person retreated into the school field. In the incredible gaze of everyone, Fang Zeyan crashed into the ground and was dusty.

In the hall, there was a dead silence for a moment.

Fang Yuanming almost glared out of his eyes: "What's the matter?" Ze Yan ...... Knocked off?"

Fang Nanyan's red lips opened slightly, and she was silent, she didn't know how Ye Chen did it at all, she obviously didn't find any fluctuations in Ye Chen's palm strength at a glance, but ...... Fang Zeyan lost?

Stomp.

Footsteps rang out.

Ye Chen slowly passed by the crowd, and everyone around him retreated in a hurry to get out of the way.

On the school field, Fang Zeyan staggered to his feet, but the mountain, known as the immovable mountain, was full of trauma at this time, he only felt that the blood in his chest was floating and he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, his eyes looked at Ye Chen in horror, his face was full of disbelief and anger.

"How did you do that?"

Ye Chen had already walked to the school grounds, the full moon was hanging high above his head, and the clean moonlight poured on Ye Chen's body, making his already dusty body even more like a fairy.

Ye Chen's eyes were indifferent, and his gaze towards Fang Zeyan was full of indifference and contempt.

"What did you just say?"

"Compare your strength, can't compare?"

"In my opinion, your so-called Eight Desolations and Ten Thousand Ancient Sects' body refining secret method is really like ...... in front of me."

"Rubbish!"

Ye Chen hit Fang Zeyan hard with a punch, which surprised everyone.

The name of the Eight Desolations and Ten Thousand Ancient Sects is here, and there is no one who does not have a longing for this kind of sect. Fang Zeyan is a disciple of the Eight Desolations and Ten Thousand Ancient Sects, especially good at refining the body, his flesh and blood are like mountains, and his physique is strong. According to their previous assumptions, the two of them fought for strength, and it was obvious that Fang Zeyan had an absolute advantage.

But just now, in front of them, Fang Zeyan didn't even hold up a punch.

"The Thunder Emperor, the Thunder Emperor is not only proficient in magic, but also has such great power?"

"I thought it was a fluke that the giant spirit son died in his hands, but now it seems that this Thunder Emperor is physically strong, not weak in the Eight Desolations and Ten Thousand Ancient Sects!"

The crowd was amazed.

"Thunder Emperor!"

Fang Zeyan looked resentful and shouted angrily. He took a bold step to attract the attention of tens of thousands of people, and he should have further hit Ye Chen and trampled the Thunder Emperor under his feet. At that time, whether it was in the eyes of everyone in the Chen family or in front of Zhao Chunzhu, he could shine and reach the point of incomparable prestige.

But now, his plan was instantly shattered with Ye Chen's punch.

was slapped out by the Thunder Emperor's palm, shattered the immovable mountain gang, spit blood in his mouth, and showed embarrassment, all of which was a great shame for Fang Zeyan!

"I'm going to kill you!" Fang Zeyan went crazy.

Ye Chen smiled: "It seems that you haven't recognized the situation yet, so I'll beat you until you kneel and beg for mercy." ”

Ten steps apart, Ye Chen shook his fist in the air.

It was clear that there was a distance between the two, but as Ye Chen made a move, his figure instantly arrived in front of Fang Zeyan, Fang Zeyan couldn't react, he just put his hands sideways in front of him.

"Blocked!" Fang Zeyan's face was happy, he had already blessed Xuan Qi on his arms, no matter how much strength he had, he couldn't even think of breaking it......

Rumble!

Ye Chen's fist landed on Fang Zeyan's arms, and his complexion immediately changed drastically.

"Not good!"

This power is too strong!

It didn't seem to be a fist on his body, but a hammer formed by the compression and condensation of an entire mountain, as soon as he touched it, Fang Zeyan's arms shook, and the huge force penetrated between the bones, and the sharp pain came, and he didn't need to look carefully to know that his arms had cracked!

How could his strength be so strong?

Fang Zeyan's face was frightened, in the entire Great Qian Empire, if you talk about the number of mountain gates for body refining, there are only a few more famous, but whether it is the power of King Kong in the Dapeng Temple, or the Roshan refining body of the Giant Spirit Pavilion, they are not as good as the immovable mountain of the Eight Desolation Ancient Sects, but Ye Chen's power is ...... I'm afraid the senior brother doesn't have the power?!

Ye Chen punched out, his body advanced again, and he hammered down with a punch again.

"You can't resist hard!" Fang Zeyan retreated again and again, and fear was already born in his heart.

"Earth and Stone Mountain Fist!"

Fang Zeyan slapped his hands, and the earthy yellow Xuan Qi in front of him gathered into fists, smashing towards Ye Chen's body one after another. Every punch is extremely strong, and it is one level stronger than the Arhat Hundred Strikes of Dapeng Temple, even if the Zen Master in the clouds comes, the iron sheet will be hammered under this fist array.

"Since you can't get close, then I'll attack from a distance and see how you block!" Fang Zeyan said coldly.

"That's it?"

Ye Chen chuckled, "It's too weak." ”

The earth, stone and mountain fists in front of him converged, but Ye Chen turned a blind eye to the fact that he entered and entered, and his hands were gentle

Swinging, as if driving away annoying mosquitoes and flies, every time I wave my hand, I see the thick and strong stone fist explode, and in just three breaths, the earth fist shatters without a trace.

Ye Chen smoothly passed through the fist formation and came to Fang Zeyan: "It's too weak." ”

He slapped it lightly.

"No!"

Fang Zeyan exclaimed, every punch of his earth-stone mountain fist was enough to chisel through the mountains, but even so he didn't stop this Ye Chen? He frantically wanted to retreat and had nowhere to retreat, and watched Ye Chen slap on the top of his head.

Rumble!

Fang Zeyan only felt the giant hammer smash his body, his whole body trembled violently, and with an explosion, the bluestone ground under his feet shattered instantly, and his legs were deep between the earth and rocks to his knees.

"I'm going to kill ......" Fang Zeyan was covered in blood and was still scolding, and he was greeted by Ye Chen's slap again.

Rumble!

Fang Zeyan's thigh roots are deep in earth and stones.

"I ......"

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Ye Chen slapped it three times in succession, each seemingly casual, but mixed with majestic power. After the three slaps, everyone in the Chen family saw in the distance, Fang Zeyan's whole person had been smashed into the dirt like a rivet, leaving only one head exposed. His skull was stained with blood, and he vomited blood, his breath languishing.

Fang Zeyan was still barely conscious, and his eyes were full of horror, looking at Ye Chen.

Not only him, but everyone in the Chen family in the distance stretched their necks one by one, but they couldn't say a word like a choked duck.

Everything in front of me was too shocking.

In their eyes, Fang Zeyan, who looked up like a mountain, was smashed to the ground by Ye Chen as if he was playing.

Is he really human?

Fang Yuanming and the others couldn't help but tremble all over their bodies, thinking of the wild words they had said to Ye Chen before, in case the other party's slap fell on their heads, with their bodies, where would Xing's life still exist? ?

"Thunder, strong Ruosi......" everyone's eyes were glazed, and their expressions were like sleepwalking.

Ye Chen stood in front of Fang Zeyan, and suddenly looked up as if he had a feeling: "Hey, someone is here again?"

In mid-air, a streamer of light flew by, the figure was still close, and a fist shadow in the air was condensed, looking away from a distance, it seemed to be a huge star falling under the white moon, covering the entire school field and smashing towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's eyes sank: "This blow is a bit of a doorway. ”

He slapped it out.

There was a muffled rumble, and the earth shook. The fist shadow above his head was like a falling star, with tens of millions of strength, even if Ye Chen barely blocked it, the bluestone of the school field under his feet exploded, and his feet also stepped into the dirt, which showed the strength of this fist shadow.

As soon as everyone saw a flower, they saw that Fang Zeyan, who had been slapped into the ground before, had been brought out, and in front of him stood a middle-aged man with yellow hair and drooping hair.

"I'm just a little late, how did I do this. The man sighed.

This middle-aged man is not good-looking, his body is like a bamboo pole, and in the eyes of ordinary people, he seems to be just an ordinary passerby, and he has no momentum at all. In the field, only Zhao Chunzhu and Fang Nanyan, who were strong in cultivation, were shocked, and they felt the restrained and quiet aura on each other's bodies, like an active volcano that had never erupted, and it was terrifying to feel it.

Zhao Chunzhu's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Xiao doesn't move!"

"That's amazing, who is this person??"

"He punched so much that the Thunder Emperor didn't go in again!"

As Zhao Chunzhu shouted on the side, some people suddenly realized: "One of the eight large and small mountain masters of the Eight Desolation and Ten Thousand Ancient Sects, Xiao Fubu, the small mountain master of the Fudo Mountain!"

The crowd burst into excitement, and one after another looked at the yellow-haired man with burning eyes.

Little Mountain Lord!

This title can only be obtained by the most core people of the Eight Desolations and Ten Thousand Ancient Sects, and each of them is a genius of the Heavenly Sect, and is the top figure in the entire Great Qian Empire! One day, the little mountain master can succeed to the position of the mountain master, become a hero, and be able to command the warriors, and the power is greater than the sky!

"This is a real master. Someone shuddered.

Whether it is for a warrior or a family, the weight represented by the title of a small mountain lord is enough to explain everything.