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"Smack-"

Ye Luo didn't speak, but slapped him directly, three steps away from him, on the face of a person who insulted Yan Huang, his hand fell, and blood burst out.

Ye Luo actually slapped that person, the nose bone was directly broken, and the person was directly overturned!

That person's legs were a little loopy, and his stature was a little low, as a former generation of war doctors, Ye Luo could almost feel intuitively that this was a person from Fusang, an island country.

"Ahh Yaga, who? The islander covered his nose and screamed and cursed.

"Click-"

Ye Luo didn't pay attention to it at all, and directly stepped on his leg bone, the bones shattered, the bone slag was exposed, and the blood spilled all over the ground.

The island people's screams became more and more intense.

Originally, many onlookers, hearing the sound, couldn't help but look over here, some people were stunned, but no one was too shocked, in the chaotic land of the Lost Island, bloodshed happens every day.

It's just that they looked at the fluctuation of the aura on Ye Luo's body, and they only had the appearance of about five layers of qi training, but they were slightly surprised, after all, this cultivation is too low on this island.

"Enemies? Who is this man? Someone who dares to fight the island nation of Fuso? "Some people wondered.

"That's it, the people who beat the island country Fusang on the street, stupid, I'm afraid I won't survive tonight."

Some people shook their heads, after all, this is an island, and it is only a month's voyage by boat from the island country of Fuso, which has been operating on this island for countless years and has a lot of power.

"Hahaha, this king likes to resist, the more he resists, the more interesting it is, tsk, although the men of Huaxia are more cowardly than the other, but the women of Huaxia are very tasteful!" The powerful and terrifying black man, the aura on his body exploded, and a palm composed of spiritual energy grabbed Lan Xiaoqian, who was violently resisting.

A touch of despair flashed in Lan Xiaoqian's eyes, and when she saw that huge aura palm grabbing it terrifyingly, a touch of determination flashed in her eyes, and she took out a sharp and cold dagger, and actually wiped it directly towards her neck!

She didn't say a word!

The weak figure, at this moment, revealed an unprecedented stubbornness.

Nangong Qingshu saw that terrifying palm grabbing, and he took a step back in fright.

"Boom—"

However, this palm composed of spiritual energy, at the moment when it condensed and grabbed Lan Xiaoqian, Ye Luo's figure moved suddenly, and one palm smashed directly on the palm of the spiritual energy, while the other hand popped out a blood qi and shot down the dagger in Lan Xiaoqian's hand.

The two palms collided, and the aura palm shattered, while Ye Luo did not move at all, blocking in front of Lan Xiaoqian.

Quiescence.

The onlookers around were all stunned when they saw this scene.

Isn't this just now, the existence that practiced about the fifth layer of qi and tortured and killed the ants of the Fusang Island Country?

He just finished killing the people of Fusang, and came to block the holy land of ancient India, King Kapuxuan?

"Damn, who is this, practicing the fifth layer of qi, crazy, right? The one who killed Fusang first, and then the one who blocked ancient India? The onlookers couldn't help but speak in surprise.

"No, he's only cultivated at the fifth level, how can he be able to block King Capuxuan's blow? Although King Cap Xuan only used a trace of strength, he was definitely not a person who practiced the fifth layer of qi, and he could stop it, who is this? "Someone suddenly realized something.

Lan Xiaoqian was already desperate, but at this time, she couldn't help but be stunned.

She looked at this person, it seemed very strange, but the back of this person seemed to have an extremely familiar feeling.

"You, who are you?" Lan Xiaoqian finally spoke and said the first sentence.

"Who are you? An ant-like existence, dare to stop me? "The genius of ancient India, King Kapuxuan, couldn't help but be furious when he saw a person with such a low cultivation standing in front of him.

"Heh, even the black Ah San dares to do something to my people in China." The corners of Ye Luo's mouth couldn't help revealing a touch of mockery, although it revealed a touch of extreme coldness.

Ye Luo already has some understanding of the pattern of this world, back then, the ancient kingdom of Yanhuang was divided into three, which were divided into the Yanhuang Holy Land, the Hundred Schools of Princes, and the Holy Land of Cihangzhai, on the surface, the ancient kingdom that had suppressed the primeval period seemed to have weakened a lot.

At least, it suppressed an endless era of primeval times, and after dispersion, there was rarely hegemony and suppressed the power of heaven and earth.

"Huaxia? Are you also a Yanhuang person? Hahaha, give me death! The contempt in King Capxuan's eyes became more and more intense, and he slapped a palm directly at Ye Luo.

He made a move, and an ancient Buddha character imprint appeared on his palm.

"The Buddha character imprint, King Kapu Xuan, has already condensed the origin imprint, he is only twenty-five years old, and he really deserves to be named the king of Xuan!" Some onlookers couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this Buddha character imprint.

"It's just a simple palm, and there is an origin mark appearing, I'm afraid it's at least the Jindan stage, the second layer!" There was a young monk with a flash of adoration in his eyes.

"That hot and yellow man, I'm afraid I'm going to die, alas, this is an era of the weak and the strong, and the fate of the weak ......"

"Negro, Ah San!"

In Ye Luo's eyes, the murderous intent burst out, and at the moment when King Cap Xuan made a move, Ye Luo's body had already moved.

"Boom—"

Ye Luo just threw a simple punch, and on the fist, the devouring mark flashed, and it directly smashed the ancient Buddha character mark that everyone was shocked!

Ye Luo's body didn't even pause, his fist was like thunder, and the terrifying blood and qi were churning, and he smashed directly into the face of the powerful, terrifying ancient Indian holy land, the genius of the ancient period, King Capxuan.

King Capxuan's eyes shrank fiercely, and the breath on his body exploded directly between the lightning and flint, and he didn't even have time to be shocked and speak, and his hands condensed a strange mark at his fastest speed.

"Spirit Shield!"

A thick shield, which was worthy of Yelu's fist, stood in front of him.

"Boom—"

However, the thick, powerful, and strong spirit shield with strong law fluctuations was directly shattered, and the devouring symbol on the right side of Ye Luo's body had already lit up suddenly.

"You!"

King Capxuan's eyes finally revealed a solemn and silent uneasiness.

His body jerked back.

However, Ye Luo didn't give him a moment to breathe, and almost pressed directly at a faster speed.

The crowd was silent, and they were all shocked to see this scene, and even many of them had not yet had time to be shocked.

Outside the crowd, the donkey was shocked to see everyone, its figure silently drilled into the crowd, its hooves flickered strangely, and the things on the people close to it appeared strangely on the donkey's hooves.

It's stealing!

"Boom—"

"Break it for me!" Ye Luo's speed was raised again, his eyes were cold, and he didn't give King Cap Xuan any respite at all, and smashed down with another punch!

(End of chapter)

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