But Hua Fei's eyes were full of expectation, and it was obvious that seeing Song Yan made her hope again.

"Haha! That's right, I'm not in a hurry anyway, just see how you play Song Yan to death!" Dekang also smiled faintly when he heard the words of the bitter slave. Focused on Song Yan again. "Do you think you have settled on Song today?" Song Yan stretched out his hand and flicked his sleeve, with a breezy expression. "I'm afraid of a few people who don't have such good teeth!"

"Ha! What a joke! We two martial disciples are six heavens, two martial disciples are five heavens, and we are still afraid of you a little four heavens monk? You just wash your neck and wait, uncle, I will give you a good time! Hahahaha. ”

Song Yan looked at the person who spoke, this was a middle-aged man in his forties, not tall, and his cultivation was in the Fifth Heaven. It is the same as Dekang's cultivation. "Picture 2! Just so you can play with him first!" the corners of the slave's mouth turned up slightly. And his eyes when he looked at Song Yan were also full of banter.

After Hua Fei heard the words of the bitter slave, her eyes that were originally full of hope instantly lost their color. Although he knew that Song Yan should have some strength, but if the bitter slave fought a wheel war like this, if he continued to consume a little bit, Song Yan would not have a chance even if he did anything. Although her heart was full of frustration, Hua Fei had no other hope except Song Yan, looking at him, Hua Fei kept saying in her heart: "Song Yan, you must try to escape." I just hope you can escape alive and tell my father where I am now, so that he can try to save him!'

The people on both sides didn't care what Hua Fei was thinking. It's called trying to get out. I just hope you can escape alive and tell my father what I'm doing so that he can try to save him!' The people on both sides didn't care what Hua Fei was thinking. After listening to what the bitter slave said, the middle-aged man named Tu 2 put away his smile, a cold light flashed on his face, and then walked over to Song Yan. "Okay, Elder Ku, look at it, boy, I'm ......."

"If you want to fight, you can fight so much nonsense!" Before he could finish speaking, Song Yan interrupted her next words. At the same time, Song Yan's body had already rushed towards Figure 2. "The kid is looking for death!" Seeing that this martial apprentice, who obviously only had four heavens, saw that instead of running, he took the lead in rushing up, and the smile in Tu Er's eyes became even stronger. As soon as he put on a posture and urged the true yuan in his body, Figure 2 planned to give Song Yan a hate.

Song Yan's body did not slow down at all because of Figure 2. On the contrary, that strong impact instantly swept through Figure 2, and in the face of such a strong energy, a trace of doubt flashed in Figure 2's heart. 'Is this still the Four Heavens?' His suspicion didn't last long, thinking that Song Yan's fist had already been solid, and hit him in the face without hesitation.

"Oops!" Figure 2's body flies backwards in a beautiful parabola like a kicked ball. For a while, the teeth were scattered and splashed with blood, like a goddess scattering flowers in the air. Song Yan's punch was quite sincere. So much so that Figure 2 fainted directly after falling. "Shhh

The first to widen his eyes was Hua Fei, only to see that his expression was shocked, and his eyes were staring at Song Yan tightly. His eyes were full of light. The bitter slaves who were still smiling all stayed in normal. Dekang's expression was almost petrified. He never believed that Song Yan had strength. In his opinion, this Song Yan is just pretending to be handsome and cool in front of Hua Fei, such a flower fist embroidered legs and the bitter slave is heart trembled slightly, if he can beat the second picture of the martial apprentice Wuchongtian with one punch, then his strength will definitely not be just what he sees in front of him, only the fourth heaven is so pitiful. Because even if it is himself, it is easy to defeat the bitter slave, but if he wants to fly so easily, it is almost impossible.

After all, he is also a martial artist of the Five Heavens. "Boy, there's something weird!" the bitter slave's little eyes flickered, and he felt that something was wrong with this matter. And another man next to him who is five big and three thick, looks a little similar to Figure 2. At this time, his face was full of anger, and he rushed straight up before the bitter slave could speak.

"Boy, dare to hurt my brother! You accept your life!" As he spoke, the man quickly rushed to Song Yan and punched Song Yan in front of him. Although Song Yan had just defeated the second figure, his attention had never left the bitter slaves, and now he saw the middle-aged man rushing up to play with his life without saying a word, and he was naturally secretly happy in his heart.

'It's good to come! one by one is the best thing for me, if you rush up in a swarm regardless of shame, it will be a headache. Song Yan saw the other party's fist coming, and hurriedly dodged to the side. At the same time, the five true elements of the dantian were quickly concentrated in his hand, and he was facing the opponent's lower abdomen.

That person is no better than the picture 2 just now. This person's cultivation is the same as that of the bitter slave, and they are all martial disciples of the Sixth Heaven. Don't underestimate this high sky, but the strength and resistance of the body are more than doubled. "Boom!" Although Song Yan's speed and strength were very strong, he was limited to his own cultivation of the Four Heavens, so even if he struck with all his strength, he didn't pick up any benefits from this middle-aged man. "Tu Da! don't waste time with him, hurry up and abolish him!" Maybe he felt that the night was long and he dreamed a lot, and after seeing that Tu Da had a trick, he was busy reminding him. "Whew!" Hearing the bitter slave's shout, the middle-aged man who called Tuda smiled cruelly. shouted: "Tiandou Fist!" "Papapa...... As his voice fell, Tuda's hands instantly grew wildly, and even the bones inside crackled.

Seeing this scene, Song Yan's face was also slightly positive. As soon as he pulled his body, he showed the thirteen hands of the flowing stone that had been drilled by the extreme realm. "Little Zamao, you accept your life!" Tu Da burst into a shout, waving a pair of huge arms, and smashed towards Song Yan. Seeing that the other party actually smashed down with a raging punch, Song Yan did not panic, Zhenyuan instantly poured his arms into his hands, and at the same time used both hands to fist. "Boom!" After a loud bang, the bodies of both people kept retreating. Song Yan even spurted out a mouthful of blood halfway through. "Poof!" "It seems that with the cultivation of the Quadruple Heavens, it is still unrealistic to shake the Sixfold Celestial Martial Disciples!" Although Song Yan was retreating, his eyes were unusually cold. The picture in front of me is obviously very different from Figure 2. It doesn't seem like it's going to be easy to defeat him in one fell swoop.

"Hey, let's die!" Tuda, who was still retreating just now, suddenly stuck his feet on the grass to stabilize his body. Seeing Song Yan vomiting blood, his originally gloomy eyes immediately burst with essence. Before he was in a hurry to completely stabilize his body, he flew towards Song Yan again. When Hua Fei on the side saw this, she couldn't help but worry deeply about Song Yan here. At this time, in her heart, Song Yan's worries even exceeded herself.

As long as you can live, even if I die, I believe that you will definitely avenge me The big figure in front of me is constantly enlarged, and Song Yan only put one hand on his chest, and he didn't make any movement, as if he didn't want to continue to resist. Song Yan's performance was seen in Tu Da's eyes as the old wound just now, and it was already the end of the strong crossbow. For a while, there was only the scene of Song Yan's blood and brains rushing after his own punch.

But at the moment when Tuda's figure was about to approach Song Yan. The eyes of the bitter slave who stood aside for his head locked widened violently. A touch of shock instantly filled the face. He only had time to open his mouth twice. Not a single sound was made at all. After a loud bang, Natu's stool flew out faster than his brother's, not only that, but the arm that was paired with Song Yan's fist was scattered like a burst of tofu, leaving only a little bit of debris still attached to his body.

"Ah......h The only smile left on that arm was the flesh and skin, which kept squirming as if it had risen to life. That kind of pain will make you feel creepy even if you look at it. The two of them, Kunu and Dekang, had already opened their mouths to the maximum. Not only them, but even Ma Kui, who was already unconscious, woke up at this time, but like Hua Fei, his expression also fell into stiffness. Among the people present, only Song Yan remained calm, and just now his punch had stored two sets of punches in his chest. And at the last moment, the five true elements had already broken out of their bodies, forming small ribbons on their arms, swimming around Song Yan's fists like five small dragons.

This is also the reason why the bitter slave only wanted to remind Tuda at the last moment. But by then it was too late. Even if Tuda felt that something was wrong, it was already too late. Song Yan slowly withdrew his fist, this punch was the first punch he really hit after learning to charge his strength, although he had also dealt with the mantis cricket queen once. But that kind of fight is not better than with people. This punch defeated Tu Da, so that Song Yan could really see how powerful his accumulation was, and at this time, Song Yan did not say anything on his face, but he was very excited in his heart. Right now, I have the Extreme Realm as a rampage, and now I have a special skill called Charge. It seems that even before the martial arts, it won't be too much of a problem if you don't learn other martial arts!' Thinking of this, Song Yan couldn't help but have a trace of heat in his heart. Having the opportunity to become a strong man is Song Yan's greatest wish. Fixing his eyes on the bitter slave, Song Yan stretched out a ring finger and arrogantly hooked the bitter slave. Then the ring finger pointed to the ground.

The bitter slave's expression also turned iron blue the moment Song Yan's fingers clicked. But after a while, he turned back into a smile. "Haha! I really underestimate you. However, don't think that defeating Tu Da Tu Er is a great thing, even if the Fang family is at the same time, there are not many people in the Sixfold Heaven Martial Cultivator who are my opponents! Besides, I am no longer the Sixfold Heaven now. ”

As soon as the illusion of the bitter slave fell, his whole body actually climbed upwards in an instant, and only after knowing that it was nearly twice as long as he was before, he stopped, and in the air beside him, faint transparent markings also formed. This is a sign of the martial arts' spirit! Yuan Li is formed. "Martial Disciple Seven Heavens!" Not only Song Yan, but even Kant Ma Kui and even Hua Fei also felt that it was difficult to breathe. What does the Seventh Heaven mean, that means that his strength is twice that of the Sixth Heaven, four times that of the Fifth Heaven, and eight times that of the Fourth Heaven!

Song Yan's expression slowly became serious. "The old puppet of the bitter slave is really not ordinary, he is actually a guy with hidden strength, Seven Heavens, not bad!

Although Song Yan saw that he was facing up to the bitter slave, Song Yan did not intend to retreat. The bitter slave in front of him was the enemy with the highest cultivation he had encountered, and he wanted to test how strong he really was. "Old horseman, you show your hole cards before you fight! Are you afraid of me?