Just now, Ye Han punched him out of dozens of zhang, but Ye Han didn't move at all, which seemed to him to be impossible, but it really happened in front of him.

Ye Han's face recovered indifferently, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth were long gone, his eyes fell on Chachai, and he shook his fingers gently.

"It turns out that this is what you call the power of the gods, mobilizing this power of heaven and earth? If that's all you're capable of, that's a real disappointment for me! ”

Ye Han's voice came out, and everyone was stunned on the spot, Ye Lei looked terrified, and Tie Zixi Youlian Ruofang's heart trembled slightly.

Looking at Ye Han's appearance, where is there a slight serious injury?

"Listen to you, how powerful is the peak of the Divine Venerable, so I want to take you and try it, otherwise, how can you hit me?"

Ye Han's familiar contemptuous smile lifted and patted his chest gently.

"It's a pity that your punch only slightly injured me!"

In the terrifying gaze of everyone, Ye Han raised his right hand lightly, gave Chachai a thumbs up, and then slowly flipped down.

"Just the peak of the Divine Venerable, how can you talk about the classification of the world's true masters in front of me?"

The audience was silent, Ye Han actually voluntarily took Chachai's punch? And this sky-shattering punch, a punch that is enough to break the sky and split the mountain, actually only caused him a little bit of injury?

"Monster, you're a monster!"

The fear in Cha Chai's heart was incomparable, although he couldn't accurately sense Ye Han's true cultivation, but based on Ye Han's combat record, he was at most a few points stronger than the intermediate god venerable level master, but his punch couldn't be hit hard even when Ye Han was defenseless?

Not only that, Ye Han's counterattack punch, with overwhelming power, was more than the others, knocking him back dozens of zhang in an instant, and from his intuition, Ye Han had not done his best.

"Originally, today I said that I wanted to keep the chickens and dogs of the Divine Fist Sect behind, but I was just joking and wanted to force you out!"

"But you just threatened that you want to abolish my cultivation, it's good!"

Ye Han turned his head to look at the surrounding Divine Fist Sect disciples, and smiled.

"I'm sorry, you're out of luck!"

"Because of your sect master's words, today, all of you will be buried together!"

Facing that cold face without the slightest warmth, the fear in the hearts of the people of the Divine Fist Sect was indescribable.

The next moment, Ye Han reached out with one hand.

"The eighth form of the Divine Martial Immortal Method, Burning the Sea and Withering Glory!"

A huge flame burst out from Ye Han's palm, and the void crackled with fire.

Brilliant waves of fire swept across the night sky, illuminating hundreds of feet, and the blazing air filled the sky and the earth.

Ye Han stood in the midst of the waves of fire in the sky, like a true god in the fire.

"Today, I want to turn the Divine Fist Sect into an endless sea of fire!"

The fire is romantic, and it is like day within a radius of 100 zhang, and it is full of brilliant colors.

Ye Han stood in mid-air, with an imposing body, holding the flames with one hand, which made the whole Divine Fist Sect feel terrified.

Taibang Fist Saint Chachai looked terrified, Ye Han did not have the slightest defense, and took his punch with his body, although the corner of his mouth was bleeding, but the momentum was not weakened at all, and his strength was still domineering.

"Resisting my full punch with his physical body and almost no effect, how can Ye Zhanshen be so strong?"

Chachai was frightened in his heart, his full punch, even if the Divine Venerable Master was hard to catch with his body, it would definitely end up with a serious injury, but Ye Han was only slightly injured and did not have too much burden, which was far beyond his expectations.

He had always thought that Ye Han was at the intermediate god venerable level, but now it seemed that Ye Han's true strength had already surpassed this level.

"Could it be that he is also the strength of the peak of the Divine Venerable?"

His heart was extremely complicated and difficult to understand, and at this moment, Ye Han suddenly waved his hand.

"Wow!"

In the midst of the fire in the sky, a big flame hand broke out of the fire, with five distinct fingers, and pressed against Chachai.

"What?"

Chachai's face was full of shock, the breath of death rushed to his face, he didn't have the slightest thought, almost instantly, he retreated.

The flaming hand swept across the night sky, burning the air into nothingness, and although Chachai retreated very quickly, the area covered by the flaming hand was too large, and a little spark fell on his headband.

"Whoosh!"

The burning sensation spread all over the body, and almost instantly, the flames rushed upward, and Chachai was so frightened that his soul scattered, and the momentum in his body dispersed, and the hairband was shattered.

He dodged a few times, but didn't dare to stay any longer, away from the range of the flaming hand.

"What a domineering flame!"

Looking at the waves of fire in the sky, Chachai's heart shook again, he had practiced the secret method of ancient Muay Thai for nearly one hundred and fifty years, and his physical body had already been tempered to perfection, even if it was a blow from the peak of other gods, he could resist it with his physical body no less than five times without damage, and the high temperature of more than 100 degrees was like a common thing for him, ordinary flames, he was not afraid at all.

But Ye Han's departure from the fire made him at a loss, just sticking a little bit made his scalp numb.

"You seem surprised?"

As he was distracted, an indifferent voice sounded beside him.

"Huh?"

He turned his head suddenly, Ye Han's playful smile was right in front of him, and his white fist quickly expanded in his pupils.

"Bang!"

Ye Han's punch was too strong and fast, the air was rippling, and the strength was surging, Chachai didn't have time to dodge at all, so he could only passively greet it.

He swung his fist, and the ancient Muay Thai secret method combined with the power of heaven and earth suddenly exploded on the surface of his fist.

A muffled sound cracked the air, and where the two clashed, the crisp sound of clicking continued to invade, and the side mountain peak was cut off by the waist and flew directly into the sky.

Chachai snorted, the soles of his feet slashed a trace of qi waves in the void, and he retreated dozens of feet, but Ye Han did not move at all, grinned, and rushed up again.

"This guy is definitely a monster!"

Chachai roared in his heart, he finally understood that it was not a young man who was facing him at this moment, let alone a person, but a complete wild beast.

Ye Han's fist continued to bombard like a storm, every punch could only be passively hard connected, every time he received a punch, he retreated dozens of feet, but Ye Han kept sticking to his side and chasing and beating hard, without giving him a chance to breathe, punch after punch, without any interruption.

The people of the Divine Fist Sect were horrified to see that they were the sect masters of the gods, the strongest person in the ancient Muay Thai secret method inheritance, a high god, who was forced by Ye Han to run all over the sky, embarrassed.

Every time Chachai took a punch, the breath in his body was bombarded by Ye Han's violent force, and he was even more depressed.

Whether he uses his fists, elbows, or knees, Ye Han always uses the same parts to fight him head-on, and every blow forces him into a disadvantage.

Ancient Muay Thai secret method, major self-cultivation, and then practice qi, his body is forged into copper skin and iron bones, every hard joint is a killing weapon, hand-to-hand combat peerless their most powerful killing moves.

With his Divine Venerable's cultivation, if he had the opportunity to enter within ten zhang of another Divine Venerable and attack in a melee manner, he could gain an absolute advantage, and he could fight with Ye Han in close quarters, but he was beaten to the point that he had no power to fight back, and he had no temper at all.

"This is the strength of the Peak God Venerable that you think very highly of yourself? This is the capital of your arrogance just now? ”

Ye Han sneered while attacking, although Chachai was angry in his heart, he could only grit his teeth and hold on, and the attack became more and more disorganized.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Ye Han's right fist suddenly pulled back, and a stream of flames burst out, wrapping all his fists.

"Get the hell out of here!"

Hearing Ye Han's low shout, his fist seemed to penetrate the space and hit at an extremely strange speed.

Chachai's eyes widened, and he secretly said that something was wrong in his heart, and he crossed his arms, trying to block Ye Han's punch.