"Dust, stay away!"

After explaining Yu Duanhuan's words, Yan Moyu's footsteps were wrong, not only him, but even Yu Duanhuan's figure disappeared in an instant!

Carl was stunned for a moment, looking around with a blank look, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation, when he saw Yu Yanhuan's figure appear far away from him, he was about to rush over, suddenly he suffered a heavy blow to the head, and his huge body actually rose in the air, smashed through the wall and flew out!

At this time, Yan Moyu also revealed his figure, he twisted his ankles, and cursed in his heart, this ogre is simply steel and iron bones, he almost broke his feet when he stepped down!

Although Yan Moyu kicked Carl away, he knew very well that his kick would not cause any substantial damage to Carl, and at best it was just tickling Carl.

At this time, in the Honglu Pavilion, it is not only Yan Moyu. Yu Duhuan and Carl, as well as some powerhouses from other realms, all looked interested, watching the duel between Yan Moyu and Carl.

The people of the Bronze Realm are not qualified to live in the Honglu Pavilion, and with the strength of the Holy Martial Realm, even the most powerful monks of the Bronze Realm will not be able to enter their eyes. The people who can live in the Honglu Pavilion are at least the powerhouses in the Silver Realm, and there are even some powerhouses in the Gold Realm.

As a place for the Shengwu Dynasty to entertain dignitaries from all walks of life, it was rare for a fight to occur. After all, this is the territory of the Shengwu Dynasty, and everyone has to give the Shengwu Emperor a face, and the man who is the strongest in the Golden Realm a face!

"What is the origin of this guy, looking at his cultivation, it's just a distraction period, how can he enter the Honglu Pavilion?"

A man holding a wine jug looked down with drunken eyes, and kept pouring wine into his mouth, and couldn't help but mumble in his mouth.

Carl touched his head, although the kick that Yan Moyu gave him just now was not a big deal for him, but the power of that kick was not small, and he was still a little confused in his head.

"Damn it, if I want to eat you, you should be eaten by me, you still dare to resist, I'm going to tear your flesh into strips and eat it all, not even the bones are left!"

After shaking his head and waking up a little, Karl let out a roar, and his huge body rushed towards Yan Moyu like a bulldozer.

However, the moment Carl charged, a fist appeared in front of his eyes, and the fist became bigger and bigger, and by the time Carl reacted, the fist had already smashed his nose.

"Hmm!"

Carl clutched his nose and took two steps back.

Yan Moyu couldn't help frowning, since Carl had already survived the wind tribulation, his strength shouldn't be only like this, but now it seems that Carl's strength is inevitably a little too weak, right?

Compared to the guys he had fought before, it was much worse!

"I'm going to eat you, eat you!"

Karl's hands kept clapping against his chest, and the earthy yellow spiritual power spread across the earth.

"This is earth-based spiritual power!"

Yan Moyu's pupils shrank when he saw this!

The attack power of the earth spiritual power is not strong, and the speed is not fast, and the recovery ability is average, as for the destructive power, it is also so-so, it can be said that this earth spiritual power is the weakest of all combat power. However, almost all the monks were reluctant to fight with people who had cultivated the earth-based exercises and possessed earth-based spiritual powers, because such a battle would make them quite depressed.

Because the greatest advantage of the Earth Monk is that strong and outrageous defense!

And this Carl, the spiritual power is actually the earth-based spiritual power, and it seems that he has also cultivated this earth-based spiritual power to an extremely pure level, and at this time Carl has already incorporated the entire land into his domain!

"Not good!"

When Yan Moyu raised his feet, he knew that something was wrong, his feet were actually in the mud, and the flat earth turned into a mud swamp, and when Yan Moyu reacted, his body had already fallen into it!

The harder Yan Moyu struggled, the deeper he sank, and even half of his body fell into the mire!

"Thousand Lotus Sword!"

Yan Moyu roared, and with the flash of the red lotus, his Thousand Lotus Sword cut through the quagmire, and Yan Moyu also took the opportunity to escape, holding the Thousand Lotus Sword with a backhand, and a crimson sword slashed on Carl's body.

The Thousand Lotus Sword, as the third talent of Yan Moyu's awakening, is amazingly powerful, and Yan Moyu believes that even if that Carl is a strong man who has survived the wind tribulation, if the other party is slashed by his sword, he will never be able to get any benefit. And Carl's speed is not fast, so he definitely can't avoid this sword.

As a result, just as Yan Moyu thought, Carl really couldn't avoid Yan Moyu's sword, but in fact, Carl didn't want to avoid it.

When Yan Moyu's crimson sword slashed on Carl's body, there was no fierce collision as imagined, and there was no scene of flesh and blood flying, and the sword light disappeared like this!

That's right, it's gone, as if this sword has never appeared!

Even Yan Moyu couldn't help but rub his eyes, he did cut out that sword just now, why didn't anything happen?

Could it be that it was absorbed by Carl!

However, Yan Moyu had never heard of it, and the earth-based spiritual power still had such an ability.

"Yan Mo Yu, the sword light cut out by your Thousand Lotus Sword was led underground by that monster!"

At this time, Yu Duhuan's voice sounded in Yan Moyu's mind. I love

I see.

Yan Moyu nodded, although his current strength has far surpassed Yu Duanhuan now, but in terms of the perception of this soul power, he is far inferior to Yu Duanhuan, since Yu Duanhuan is explained like this, it can also be explained.

Karl's feet stepped on the earth, and the sword he slashed out just now was led into the ground by him!

However, even after knowing this situation, Yan Moyu's brows still did not stretch. A person who cultivates earth-based spiritual power is so troublesome, as long as his feet are still on the ground, then he is almost an invincible existence!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Yan Moyu's body sank, and a force actually pulled him down from the sky.

"Gravity?"

Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan couldn't help but be shocked!

"Damn, I forgot that earth-based spiritual power is still useful!"

Yan Moyu hurriedly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, trying to resist the gravity that was pulling him!

But Carl was obviously not ready to give Yan Moyu time to get rid of, let alone miss this opportunity, his thick hands had already grabbed Yan Moyu's body fiercely!

Not good!

Yu Duhuan was ready to shoot at any time at this time.

"I've caught you, I'm going to crush all the bones of your body, and then I'll eat your bone marrow at all!"

Carl laughed smugly, and saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth.

The strength of the monk who survived the wind tribulation was extremely terrifying, especially the infinitely powerful ogre like Karl, his palm was enough to pinch all the spirit soldiers into powder, and Yan Mo Yu's body was now no matter how strong it was, it could not be harder than the third-order spirit soldiers, under the squeeze of Caron, the bones of his whole body were screaming.

Because after the tempering of the four demons, Yan Moyu's muscles and bones are abnormally tough, that is, Yan Moyu, if they were replaced by other monks, then they would have been kneaded into meat cakes by Carl.

"Huh!"

Carl also snorted with a very puzzled look, obviously surprised that Yan Moyu was not crushed by himself and this situation, he didn't expect that this guy who looked quite thin could hold on to his hands for such a long time, you must know that with this move, he crushed the bodies of many pseudo-tribulation cultivators.

But now Yan Mo Yu is not comfortable, the bones of his whole body are clicking under the squeeze of Carl's power, and the faint flow of true dragon blood on the surface of his body resists the power of thirty percent for Yan Mo Yu, and the looming power of the four demons resists the power of thirty percent for him, so what Yan Mo Yu himself has to bear is only the remaining forty percent of the power.

But even so, the strength of the ogre clan is infinite, and the strength of these forty percent alone is enough to pinch any monk like Yan Moyu who has cultivated in the combined period into meat sauce.

"At a young age, he has tempered his body well, but it's a pity that he met a unique ogre like Carl, if he is given a few more decades, he may be able to achieve something!"

In an attic, a monk who looked like a scribe was writing a book, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"Thousand Lotus Sword, crack!"

Yan Moyu let out a loud roar, and the Thousand Lotus Sword in his hand instantly turned into ten million lotus petals, and the sharp lotus petals actually cut through Carl's wrist and picked off Carl's tendons!

Karl's palm trembled slightly, and the earthy yellow spiritual power immediately wrapped the wound on his wrist, such a small injury would not make a strong man like him who had survived the storm retreat.

However, it was Carl's trembling that made Yan Moyu seize the opportunity, and the four demon shadows rose from the ground, and Carl's hands were forced to open by the four-headed demon shadows!

"Roar!"

Caron couldn't help but let out a roar, the power in his hand suddenly increased a little more, if he was escaped from his hands by a monk who only cultivated in the merger period, then he would still be a yarn!

However, the wound on Carl's left wrist affected his strength, and at the same time, Yan Moyu's strong true dragon blood qi also exploded at this moment, and dozens of true dragons slammed into Carl's injured wrist, making Carl feel so painful that he had to let go of his hand.

At this moment, Yan Moyu's figure seized the opportunity to turn into a streamer, and it really escaped from Carl's hands!

"Four Demon Fists!"

Yan Mo Yu, who was floating in the air, punched Carl's head violently, and the four demon shadows behind him suddenly turned into four rays of light, lingering on Yan Mo Yu's right arm!

"I want you dead!"

The earthy yellow spiritual power around Carl shone brightly, and he smashed it against Yan Moyu's fist.

"Whew!"

There was a real dragon roar in Yan Moyu's right arm, this was his strongest punch!

Suddenly, a five-colored glow appeared in the sky above the Honglu Pavilion, and the powerful force of the Honglu Pavilion continued to collide in the sky, and the strong men in the Shengwu Dynasty couldn't help but look at the direction of the Honglu Pavilion in surprise, who dared to make a move in the Honglu Pavilion, is this a death?