Chapter 657: Rage

Looking at the young man's iron bull-like arms in front of him, Ye Qingyun naturally remembered the arms of his previous life.

Dragon Slayer Arm.

"If you have the chance, you have to get it back. His eyes sparkled, and he said in his heart.

The Dragon Slayer Arm followed him for a long time in his previous life, killing countless enemies.

In his eyes, this dragon-slaying arm was an indispensable and important part of his body, as if it were his child.

Hearing his words, the young man was slightly stunned.

He really didn't expect that his proud iron bull arm was like garbage in the eyes of the other party, his face stiffened, his eyes stared at Ye Qingyun deadly, and there was a rolling killing machine in his eyes, and the whole space trembled slightly, and those sharp eyes seemed to be poisonous snakes, extremely ferocious: "In my iron bull arm's hands, anything will be crushed to death by me!"

"And you should!"

After saying this, his killing intent skyrocketed, and his arms swelled again, revealing blood-red green tendons on top of his iron-colored skin. A sense of slaughter is also called out in the next moment.

Ye Qingyun shook his head, he didn't want to waste any more saliva with the other party, and shouted: "Immortal Demon Change!"

The voice fell, and a blood-red glow quickly appeared on his skin.

And his strength also skyrocketed at this moment.

Rumble!

He was extremely fast, and he swung his fist forward with a low sound of breaking wind.

The next moment, their fists collided directly, as if two mountains were colliding with each other.

In just a moment, the two (身shēn) shadows quickly staggered.

Immediately afterward, a miserable voice echoed ((swing dàng) dàng) throughout the space.

The young man's hands were numb, and he trembled.

He's defeated!

Completely defeated!

"This ...... How is this possible?" Seeing this scene, the surrounding warriors all stared at each other, and they all exclaimed.

Ye Qingyun actually defeated the king of black fists with one punch.

This scene also surprised the tenth prince Duan Hantian, and his mouth opened wide.

"Now do you know my strength?" Ye Qingyun looked at the person in front of him proudly, with a hint of mockery in his voice.

Where did the young man receive such a blow, he kept roaring, like a wild beast that had lost his mind, and he actually rushed over, like a lion's roar.

However, his action seemed to Ye Qingyun to be a fool.

Ye Qingyun shook his head slightly, clenched his fist again, and then swung his fist violently.

The heavy punch landed on the young man (身shēn) in front. The figure of the young man kept backing away, blood spurting out of his mouth, and he looked pale, like a blank piece of paper.

In the second meeting, he lost again.

Moreover, it seems that Ye Qingyun did not exert all his strength at all.

The scene in front of me was so shocking that it blinded everyone's eyes.

"Who is this person, who can bring the King of the Black Fist to this point?"

"That's amazing, my God, is this guy's fist made of iron? You know, the king of the black fist is the one with the arm of the iron bull! how could he be so completely defeated?"

After everyone reacted, there was a sound like a tide.

Everyone looked at Ye Qingyun's gaze with an extreme difference.

Who would have imagined that the person ranked first on the dignified black boxing list couldn't even catch Ye Qingyun's punch?

"Lord Duan, can you release that person?" Ye Qingyun looked indifferently at the middle-aged man whose pupils shrank slightly, and said in a cold voice.

And his words directly shocked the people around him.

Dare to speak to Duan Hantian in this tone, in the impression of everyone, this young man in white is definitely the first!

When the hunchbacked old man standing beside Duan Hantian (身shēn) heard this, his heart was not happy, and he was about to get angry.

A hand stood in front of him.

Raising his head and looking at the eyes of the middle-aged man above, the hunchbacked old man was slightly stunned, and then took a step back like a pug and stood behind Duan Hantian.

Duan Hantian suddenly smiled at Ye Qingyun, and then clapped his palms.

About ten minutes later, a man brought a girl out.

In the rear, there was still a person standing.

This person is no stranger to Ye Qingyun.

He is Duan Xinyu, the son of color!

Looking at this young man, Ye Qingyun suddenly realized that many incomprehensible things (情qíng) were completely solved at this moment.

"Father, didn't you say that this beautiful girl should be my concubine?" Duan Xinyu said with some annoyance, he was forced to come here.

"This is my son, named ......" Duan Hantian was about to say something, but at this moment, Duan Xinyu let out a sharp sound, his voice was full of anger, pointing at Ye Qingyun, and roared angrily: "It's you kid!"

"Father, it's him!

When Duan Hantian heard this, he glanced at his son coldly.

When Duan Xinyu saw this gaze, he suddenly shuddered and didn't dare to speak anymore.

But no one noticed that Ye Qingyun's face was becoming more and more (yin yīn) at this moment.

"Since we know each other, I don't need to introduce them more. Duan Hantian laughed, not noticing Ye Qingyun's (Yin yīn) Shen face.

"Let go of her. Ye Qingyun looked at the blue-haired girl who was unconscious, and her voice roared.

Duan Hantian thought for a moment, and then looked at the person beside him.

The man nodded and handed the blue-haired girl to Ye Qingyun.

When Duan Xinyu saw this scene, he couldn't hold back anymore and shouted, "Don't!

Duan Hantian secretly scolded in his heart: "How can Lao Tzu have such a strong son." ”

Ye Qingyun hugged the blue-haired girl, then took out an elixir from the ancient ring and put it into the latter's cherry-like lips.

Soon, the blue-haired girl opened her eyes slightly.

Those eyes were full of bewilderment.

"Brother Ye, where is this?"

Ye Qingyun carefully looked at the body of Wen Xue (情qíng) and found that the latter was nothing serious, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly found that there was a lip mark on the latter's Ruyu's neck, and the latter's clothes were a little messy, his eyes directly became sharp, staring at the young man in front of him.

"Duan Xinyu!"

He let out a low growl.

I thought of something bad (情qíng).

"Hahaha!" Suddenly, Duan Xinyu laughed out loud at this moment: "This girl is no longer a virgin, you just give her to me obediently, and I promise to let her eat well and sleep soundly." ”

His little eyes rolled slightly.

When Wen Xue (情 qíng) heard this, her little face suddenly turned pale, as if she was a frightened snow-white rabbit.

"Huh?" When Duan Hantian heard this, he was slightly stunned, and looked at his son a little strangely.

Isn't it okay for my own son to be there? Is it so fast?

However, he didn't think much about it, but said: "Ye Gongzi, I think, you are a good girl on the side, so it is better to become the daughter-in-law of my Duan family." ”

"I'll go to your uncle's!" Ye Qingyun finally couldn't help it and scolded.