Chapter 1943: The Power of One Punch

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The power of one punch is as high as 100,000 catties.

"Shhh

When the surrounding warriors saw this scene, they all gasped.

With the strength of 100,000 catties, some people among the martial artists can also do it, but such a person's cultivation has changed in the seventh of the Nine Transformations of the Great Sage.

However, what about Ye Qingyun?

His cultivation is the fourth change of the Nine Transformations of the Great Sage!

"This ......"

Everyone stared at Ye Qingyun in surprise, as if they were looking at a strange person.

Looking at the gazes of these people, Ye Qingyun pursed his lips, he had already deliberately controlled the strength, otherwise, the power of this punch would definitely be more than 100,000 catties.

However, even so, it has attracted the attention of many people and attracted the attention of countless people.

"Oh my God!

"The cultivation of the Nine Transformations of the Great Sage and the Fourth Transformation of the Void Transformation can have such strength, could this guy be born with divine power?"

The voices of these people were full of shock.

The surrounding martial artists looked at Ye Qingyun with deep awe.

The strong have always been subdued by the weak.

It's just that, suddenly, an extremely cold gaze condensed on Ye Qingyun.

This gaze was naturally from a martial artist with a dark red face.

The warrior's eyes outside the mask were extremely gloomy.

"You're not going to repay the debt, are you?" Nangong Bei came with his hand in his hand, came to Ye Qingyun's side, and then raised his head and looked at the martial artist in front of him.

The warrior had a gloomy face and said in a deep voice: "Naturally, it won't, but it's ......"

He changed his words, looked at Nangong Wentian, and asked, "I am a person with a dark red face, my things, do you dare to ask for them?"

The dark red side, it's a powerful force.

Obviously, this martial artist was threatening Ye Qingyun.

All were indignant.

Obviously, this warrior lost, and now he is still threatening others.

The implication is that if you really want his things, then the end will definitely not be much better, and you will likely be chased by the dark red side.

The martial artist looked at Ye Qingyun gloomily, and seeing that the latter was silent, a playful smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth, and he immediately planned to turn around and leave.

"Wait!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded from behind.

"Huh?" the warrior raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of anger, and he scolded, "What do you want to do?"

"Three thousand holy stones! I won you, hand over three thousand holy stones!" Ye Qingyun's voice was flat, he didn't care what the other party's identity was, he had to hand over three thousand holy stones anyway.

"Boy, are you sure? don't be left without life to enjoy these three thousand holy stones. ”

Speaking of which, the warrior's words were no longer threats, but a strong killing intent.

"If you mess with me, I can't guarantee that your life is still yours. For this, Ye Qingyun said something else, his eyes were extremely cold, and he swept the martial artist in front of him, as indifferent as iron.

"Good boy, I remember you!" There was a hint of anger in the warrior's eyes, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the bag in the void turned into a sharp sword and slammed towards Ye Qingyun.

And it exudes a terrifying aura, like a mad dog.

"Can you take it?" he sneered inwardly.

It's just that the next moment, his expression is glazed.

I saw Ye Qingyun take a step, his body trembled, and he didn't know what means he used, and the next moment, the bag fell steadily into his hands.

"Your trick is weak, weak, and it doesn't kill me. Ye Qingyun said lightly.

These words fell on the warrior's eardrums, and fell like a thunderbolt.

The anger in his eyes intensified, like a raging flame.

"It's called self-inflicted humiliation. Nangong Bei laughed.

The martial artist's eyes were even more gloomy, he stared at Ye Qingyun deadly, and spit out a sentence from his mouth coldly: "You are very good!"

With that, he turned and left.

Next, Nangong Bei punched away, which was also a strength of 100,000 catties, which caused a sensation among many people.

Ye Qingyun knew that Nangong Bei did not use all his strength.

As soon as the two of them were bats, they entered the interior of the battle demon space.

"It's divided into many small spaces, and in each of them there are sinners, but these people are called war demons here. ”

"War demons are divided into six grades according to their potential and strength!"

"Ordinary people can only pick the first, second, and third grade war demons. ”

"Except, though. ”

Nangong Bei smiled.

After a while, a white-haired old man walked over, looked at Nangong Bei, and his eyes lit up suddenly: "Mr. Nangong Bei, you are here again!"

"Well, I'm going to the fifth-grade battle demon space! This is my eldest brother. As he spoke, Nangong Bei pointed to Ye Qingyun beside him.

Suddenly, the old man's expression when he looked at Ye Qingyun became respectful.

In his opinion, to be able to become Nangong Bei's eldest brother, that identity must be extremely high, and this kind of person cannot be offended.

"Now there is a battle arranged in the fifth-grade battle demon small space, Nangong Beigongzi, do you want to take a look?" The old man looked at Nangong Bei respectfully and said in a deep voice.

"Oh, fighting?" Nangong Bei heard this, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

The old man knew that Nangong Bei was a battle maniac and had an extremely strong interest in fighting, so he told him about it.

"War demons can also fight?" Ye Qingyun asked curiously.

"Hmm. That's right!" Nangong Bei nodded, looked ahead, and said slowly: "This is used to enhance the value of war demons!

"If you feel that his current strength has exceeded this price, you need to let him fight the war demons with a higher price than him, and if he succeeds, then his own price will skyrocket. ”

"I see!" Ye Qingyun nodded.

"Let's go, Old Hu, take me in!" Nangong Bei waved his hand, and arrogantly took out a holy stone from the bag and handed it to the old man: "This is a reward for you!"

"Let's go!"

The old man nodded again and again, with flattery on his face, but when Nangong Bei left, the corners of his eyes twitched violently, and he said secretly in his heart: "A holy stone?

"The sister-in-law of the dignified Nangong family actually rewarded me with a holy stone?"

At that, his face twitched.

scolded again and again in his heart: "Picking, it's too picking!"

Soon, the group left the temple and quickly walked towards the fifth battle demon small space.

In a few moments, they came to a huge square of splendor. When he went, Ye Qingyun heard the words of many martial artists, all of which were about this battle demon fight.