A sturdy Tibetan antelope roared and let out a thunderous roar, the horns above his head glowing, slashing out sharp sword rays and sweeping forward.

"Hmph!" Across from him was a tall, majestic man, nearly a foot tall, standing like an iron tower, his bronzed skin glittering and full of metallic texture.

Rumble!

He swept his big fan-like hand, and covered it forward with one palm, like a huge grinding plate, directly grinding away the sword rays in the sky.

"Is it him?" Seeing the Tibetan antelope, Ye Zichuan and the three of them were a little surprised.

When fighting for the fire before, there were three Kunlun demons who also made a move, one of which was the Tibetan antelope, Ye Zichuan didn't expect to see it here.

Knock!

The majestic man was running, and he crossed hundreds of meters in one step, shooting like a cannonball, carrying a vast sea of divine power, and hit the Tibetan antelope.

Boom!

The Tibetan antelope was directly knocked out, the horns on the top of its head were broken, blood was spitting from its mouth, and the bones on its body were broken, knocking down a mountain.

The man smiled fiercely, raised his big foot, and stamped down on the Tibetan antelope.

Rumble!

The next moment, the heavens and the earth shook violently, the void shook, and a figure came from the sky, swallowing thousands of miles, and with a terrible will, a huge fist fell from the sky and hit the man.

Ye Zichuan waved the Three Realms Fist, and the three vast worlds circulated on the fist, as if they were reincarnated, evolving all things in heaven and earth.

This was his strongest blow, and his spirit and spirit had reached the peak, strong and domineering.

The man roared angrily, and the surrounding mountains exploded, and he turned around, picked up a huge palm, turned into a heavenly monument, and fell towards Ye Zichuan.

While!

The fists of the two collided together, and they made such a sound, Ye Zichuan felt that his fist seemed to hit a piece of divine iron, and his arm was a little numb.

And the man's tall and majestic body was also violently shocked, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

He looked at Ye Zichuan in disbelief, he was actually beaten back? The power of that punch was terrifying to the extreme, and it had the power to open the mountain and break the mountain.

Ye Zichuan's eyes were cold, and he swung the Three Realms Fist and hit forward again.

His momentum was like a rainbow, as if he was about to swallow the mountains and rivers, and his breath ran through the vastness, and the land trembled with the power of his fist.

Three hazy and vast worlds appeared here, and they seemed to wear everything out between turns, making the void rumble and tremble, and it was difficult to withstand such power.

The tall figure roared, a pair of eyes shot a dazzling divine light, he shook his fist, and his whole body was shrouded in light, as if it was made of glazed gold, and he made an earth-shattering blow.

Rumble!

The place exploded directly, and the earth was collapsing one after another, as if there had been a major earthquake, and a large crater appeared where the two of them were standing, and thick cracks spread out in all directions, like a huge spider web lying across the ground.

The majestic man was beaten backwards again, with a deep shock in his eyes.

What kind of person is on the other side, obviously only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his fist power is so domineering? The body and strength are so powerful and terrifying, that he feels severe pain, and several finger bones are broken.

Ye Zichuan stood in the void, his body was radiant, his black hair was scattered, his eyes were clear, and his face was delicate, he didn't look like he was tall and mighty at all, but at this moment, he had a momentum that swallowed mountains and rivers.

"Kill!"

He took the initiative to go forward and kill him, waving his fist, as if to shake down the stars outside the sky.

This is a battle at the pinnacle, incredibly fast, terrifying to the extreme, it is difficult for low-level monks in the Chaoyuan Realm to get close, such a battle is enough to smash them.

The three vast worlds are evolving, and there are endless mountains and rivers rising and falling in the world, making Ye Zichuan's fist power more and more terrifying.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered, and the fist swung out by the majestic man exploded directly, and was blown up by Ye Zichuan's punch, and it was difficult to block the power of the Three Realms Fist, and even one of his arms was shattered and crushed into pulp.

"Ah!!" the man let out a beastly roar, his qi and blood boiling, rushing out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and the vast expanse of space was submerged, like a blood-colored ocean pouring in.

He picked up his one-arm and pinched the Dharma seal in his hand, and in a trance, Ye Zichuan felt like a divine tower was suppressed, and it was boundless, about to shatter this side of the world.

Ye Zichuan is still a simple and domineering punch, the three worlds are rotating, becoming more and more majestic, and everywhere he passes, everything has been wiped out.

With a bang, the heavens and the earth shook violently, and the sky was about to be shaken down.

Ye Zichuan pushed the three worlds through it, took a large puddle of blood, and wiped it past the man's side.

The man let out a painful roar, one of his arms was shattered with half of his body, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his bones were white, and he was brutally blasted by Ye Zichuan.

He couldn't accept it, he couldn't believe it, he felt a thick shame, and his body that had been tempered by flowing fire couldn't stop a punch from a native of Shenzhou!

Ye Zichuan stood in front of him, with a clear face and clear eyes, and asked coldly, "Why do you want to intercept and kill them?"

The man grinned and smiled hideously: "It's just a group of indigenous creatures in Shenzhou, if you kill them, you will kill them, just like crushing a few ants, do you need any reason?"

Ye Zichuan's eyes were like cold lightning, he raised his palm, hit the man's shoulder with a bang, and pressed down towards a sacred mountain.

The man gritted his teeth, blood leaked from the corners of his mouth, he felt that his internal organs were vibrating, and his legs were bent directly, almost kneeling on the ground.

"I want Lao Tzu to kneel on the ground, little bastard, you're still far away!"

Ye Zichuan didn't say a word, but his arm shook suddenly, and an even more terrifying force was transmitted.

Burst!

The man opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and there were also fragments of internal organs, and the majestic force shattered his internal organs.

His legs were bent even more, almost touching the ground.

His eyes were hideous and fierce, like a fierce beast that chose people and devoured them, staring at Ye Zichuan with a murderous aura.

The man suddenly opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of innate essence, and evolved a heavenly sword, and the sharp cold light appeared like stars, and slashed towards Ye Zichuan's head at a lightning speed.

Ye Zichuan's face was expressionless, and in an instant, he turned into a furnace, and the monstrous divine flame burned, exuding a destructive aura like burning the sky and boiling the sea, directly burning the heavenly sword into nothingness.

"You say we're ants, what are you in my eyes? a bedbug!" Ye Zichuan said coldly: "Kneel down for me!"

His subordinates exerted force again, and with a pop, the man's tall and burly body knelt directly in front of him, both legs were broken, and he was still pressed to the ground by Ye Zichuan.

"I'm going to kill you!" the man roared, unable to accept such humiliation.

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