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Ye Cuo was in front of Yan Beihui, and finally he didn't have the momentum of a fist and a second, but at this time, he was not inferior in the slightest.

The people in the audience finally changed their faces drastically at this time, and they were secretly frightened, realizing Ye Cuo's strength.

Yan Beihui's fingers sword qi were vertical and horizontal, Ye Cuo's fist wind was agitated, the two of them were fighting, and the distance between them was getting farther and farther, because the internal strength of the drum collided, so that the two people could not get close to each other.

The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became: Where did Qianchen find such a strong kid? This realm of internal force is already stronger than me, and it is very weird, so I can't see which family and which discipline it is.

Yan Beihui on the stage had fought with Ye Cuo for more than a dozen rounds at this time, and the sword qi of his fingers pierced Ye Cuo's side through all the holes, and he also suffered more than a dozen punches.

The difference is that his sword qi can't hurt Ye Cuo, but Ye Cuo's fist is extremely heavy, hitting his body and hurting into the bone marrow.

Yan Beihui's complexion changed, his hands had turned into a phantom, and he had exerted all his life's strength, and above his head, a cloud of smoke and water vapor had risen, which was a manifestation of the extreme operation of internal force.

Many people on the scene were secretly frightened, but they didn't expect Ye Cuo to be able to force Yan Beihui to such a point.

Pei Ao held the magic sword in his hand, with a pair of resolute eyes, staring at Ye Cuo deadly, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

And Tong Bao, the five poisonous boys, at this time, covered his mouth with a small hand, and a pair of big black eyes, dripping and turning, as if he was secretly glad that he didn't fight with Ye Cuo just now.

Teng Wuxian stood in place, and the emotions in his heart were very complicated.

Before, he could barely tie with Ye Cuo, but now, Ye Cuo can already fight against the top fifty people on the heavenly list.

The speed of progress is terrifying.

Teng Wuxian felt unhappy before because he was forced to agree to surrender to Ye Cuo, but at this time, he couldn't help but be convinced.

At this time, Ye Cuo's combat power in the whole body finally completely burst out, the surface of the body was gradually covered with a layer of scales, and the blood in the blood vessels flowed like a rushing river, and the sound of flowing could be heard.

The arms of the two people, like electric fans, were so fast that they were completely invisible, and only the sound of banging and banging could be heard.

Ye Cuo is now in the Great Perfection realm of the fourth layer of the Dragon Divine Skill, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of the fifth layer of bone refining, turning into a dragon bone, and achieving the effect of being reborn.

At this time, the continuous fighting, the blood in his whole body was like a tide, and he faintly showed signs of breaking through.

At that moment, Ye Cuo retracted his mind and completely sank into it, and he actually began to comprehend the wonderful realm of the Dragon Divine Skill.

Many people on the side were secretly frightened: This is too terrifying, this kid in this dangerous battle, he actually put his mind on the comprehension of martial arts, you must know that when ordinary people want to break through, they are looking for a place where no one is around, and invite their friends to escort themselves to ensure that they are not disturbed.

But this kid actually comprehended his martial arts in battle? Is this still a human being?

Yan Beihui felt a trace of regret in his heart at this time, Ye Cuo's martial arts were really too weird, the scales of this body were terrifying, and the defense was terrifying.

The sword qi on his side is all real internal force, and if he continues to fight like this, he can't afford to consume it. And the other party is still comprehending martial arts, in case he breaks through at this time, how can he do it?

Thinking of this, Yan Beihui actually attacked a few times, and said to Ye Cuo: "Sure enough, it is the back waves of the Yangtze River that push the front waves, Yan admires! Today's challenge is considered your victory." The forty-seventh position on the heavenly list is given to you. ”

After speaking, Yan Beihui actually flashed and wanted to jump off the ring.

Ye Cuo sneered and said, "Senior Yan, come as you say, and leave as soon as you say, it's too chic, where is the momentum of the non-stop just now?"

Ye Cuo said, a dragon claw stretched forward violently, and his arm seemed to grow out of thin air, grabbed Yan Beihui, who had already jumped up, and forcibly ripped him off the air.

Yan Beihui was full of heart and gall, and said angrily: "Boy, don't be too arrogant!"

"Senior Yan, Ming people don't say dark words, if I fall down today, you will never show mercy, in this case, am I still waiting for you to kill me later?" After speaking, Ye Cuo punched out!

Yan Beihui hurriedly resisted, but this punch was unmatched.

Ye Cuo's entire arm has doubled in thickness, his fist has also become larger, and almost all the qi and blood in his body have accumulated into this arm, and the scales on his skin have become incomparably thick and hard.

Bang!

There was a loud collision, as if it was a car crash, and the ears of the people in the audience who were shaking were temporarily deaf.

"Wow!" Yan Beihui opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person took several steps back, and one arm could no longer be raised.

"Ye Cuo! You can't kill me! Do you know that I am the ancestor of the Yan family? Our Tianshan Yan family has been inherited for thousands of years, and whoever dares to be our enemy will definitely die!" Yan Bei said in a trembling voice.

Ye Cuo smiled faintly: "It's a pity! The person who provokes me will also end up in the same way, and he will definitely die!"

After Ye Cuo finished speaking, the speed of his body instantly exploded to the extreme.

On the ground where he was originally standing, a big pit appeared, and the whole person was like a phantom, and he arrived in front of Yan Beihui in an instant.

Punch out!

Punch fast!

The sky was full of golden fist shadows, like countless meteors, and like a big net, heading towards Yanbei.

Click!

Click!

There was a sound of bones breaking, Yan Beihui kept retreating, his whole body was covered with bloodstains, his shoulders, arms, and ribs were almost all broken, and his whole body was about to collapse.

"Ye Cuo!" he let out an unwilling roar, "Our Yan family, we will never die with you!"

"I also want to give this sentence to the Yan family. ”

"Poof!" Ye Cuo's punch made Yan Bei spit out a mouthful of blood again, and the whole person flew out sideways and fell to the edge of the ring.

"Don't kill me!" At this time, Yan Beihui no longer had the same sharpness as before, "I admit defeat, I surrender." I can betray the Yan family and serve you in the future, as long as you can spare my life, I will do anything for you. ”

Ye Cuo clenched his fists and walked over step by step, his eyes were extremely indifferent, and he said lightly: "It's late." ”

Today, he is going to kill Yanbei and show it to all the masters of the dragon group, this is Liwei, and it is also a declaration of his strength, so that those who have the heart to follow him can see their own means.

Yan Beihui's eyes showed a trace of despair, and he said with great remorse: "No!"

Ye Cuo punched away, Yan Beihui flew out of the ring directly, stopped struggling in mid-air, twisted and fell to the ground, out of breath.