In the face of Ye Zhengfeng's rising momentum, it quickly condensed into a terrifying coercion, crushed towards Li Qianjun, turned into a powerful storm, and slammed into Li Qianjun's chest.

But when the storm blew three feet in front of Li Qianjun, the momentum on Li Qianjun's body also exploded, and instantly turned Ye Zhengfeng's momentum into a breeze, slightly blowing the gray robe on his body.

But Li Qianjun's face suddenly sank, his eyes flashed with disbelief, originally according to his guess, Ye Zhengfeng's momentum could not pose any threat to him, even if he did not use his momentum to resist.

But just now, when Ye Zhengfeng's momentum was about to hit him, Li Qianjun suddenly felt a feeling of palpitations, and then subconsciously burst out of his momentum to resist, but for Ye Zhengfeng, who he thought was much weaker than himself, he actually forced himself to take the initiative to resist, and he already felt a sense of humiliation.

"Hmph, arrogant boy, dare to take the initiative to provoke, today I will let you see what it is, how the light of fireflies can compete with the bright sun!!" Li Qianjun roared angrily, and a majestic waveless momentum erupted from his body, bursting out like a monstrous wave, forming a powerful wave of momentum.

Ye Zhengfeng's eyes flashed with two points of pitch-black light, but a dazzling golden color erupted on his body, and the divine weapon body had already been transported with all his might, and the domineering intent on his body erupted like a sky-high battle go, and he punched fiercely in the direction of Li Qianjun.

The fist carried the powerful qi and blood on Ye Zhengfeng's body, forming a powerful fist that was like thunder, this kind of fist was exactly the way that the soldiers had used before, even if Ye Zhengfeng could not cultivate the Tibetan Soldier Holy Decision at this time, but it was not difficult to learn this kind of qi and blood blessing offensive force.

The cold light flashed in Li Qianjun's eyes, and the majestic qi and blood on his body also condensed, and he blasted his fist straight towards Ye Zhengfeng, and a giant elephant with two long tusks actually turned into reality and burst out, and his four feet continued to rush on the belt, running out of the terrifying footprints that could step five feet into the ground with every footprint.

This is the "Hercules Elephant Decision" in the Divine Soldier Clan, there are nine levels of realm, each layer of the realm can increase the power of the realm level with the number of powers, the first layer is the power of one elephant, the second layer is two elephants, and the third layer will skyrocket to twenty-seven elephants, and so on, until the ninth layer is rumored to have the power of more than 380 million elephants, and the power is enough to pick up the stars and shake the earth, and destroy the stars and the moon with bare hands.

It's just that this set of exercises is more and more difficult to practice layer by layer, and every time the strength increases dramatically, the physical body has to undergo a hellish transformation, and even the ancestors who created the second exercise in the Divine Soldier Clan have only created the eighth layer, and the ninth layer of perfection is only imaginary.

With the fist power of this punch of the Mighty Thousand Army, it can shake the void and produce subtle fluctuations, but I am afraid that it has already reached the fifth layer realm.

It is destined to have a feud with the Divine Soldier Clan, so the old man has already told Ye Zhengfeng a lot of the exercises and information of the Divine Soldier Clan, and Ye Zhengfeng can recognize the exercises practiced by Li Qianjun at a glance.

Ye Zhengfeng's eyes flashed, the fifth layer of the Great Saint Elephant Duel was comparable to the body of the Xuanbing Holy Duel in the early stage, the body of this powerful army was definitely not inferior to the Soldier Slash Yan, and even in terms of pure strength, it was much more powerful than the Soldier Slash Yan, so he could only restrain him with the Tearing Heaven God Claw.

As soon as his mind turned, the way of destruction in Ye Zhengfeng's body had been condensed into his fist, still covering it with a strong killing intent and domineering intent, and he threw a punch towards the giant elephant's fist, blasting out a fist avenue, and directly blasting the elephant-shaped fist strength away.

The strong fist power exploded in the void, and a huge wave erupted, and the figures of Ye Zhengfeng and Li Qianjun were covered by the smoke and dust that blew up at the same time, and the figures of the two rushed towards each other at the same time.

Both of them are physical body cultivators, and this kind of hand-to-hand combat is what they are good at, and as soon as the battle begins, they naturally choose this way of fighting.

Bing Shuyan saw the figures of the two of them move, and was about to rush into the smoke and dust to attack Ye Zhengfeng, but he was stopped by the Flowing Shadow Phantom, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he pointed at the Flowing Shadow Phantom and scolded angrily: "Flowing Shadow Phantom, what do you mean by this?!! Obviously promised to ignore the grudge between us, do you want to make a move on me?!"

"Bing Chopping Yan, don't be so excited, wouldn't it be good to let them divide the victory and defeat, you are a young master of the Divine Soldier Clan, do you still want to besiege the opponent with others, this is too embarrassing, I don't guarantee that I will pass these out, could it be that you even want to kill us and kill us?" said with a chuckle.

However, his words were a bit strong, and the corners of Bing Xueyan's mouth twitched again and again, which was obviously a threat, which meant that if he made a move, at least he would make a move, and his relationship with Sha Kelan was not good, and he was not sure if they would directly besiege him after he made a move.

"Hmph, Ye Zhengfeng won't be Li Qianjun's opponent anyway, I want to see if you will help him in the end. After snorting coldly, the original steps were all retracted.

With a strange smile on his face, his figure also retreated to the side of Sha Kelan's two siblings, although his eyes had returned to the battle between Ye Zhengfeng and Li Qianjun, but he didn't know when he was already holding his saber in his hand, and it looked like he was ready to strike at any time.

Looking at the appearance of the Flowing Shadow Illusion, Bing Slash Yan's eyes flashed with a cold cold light, but the true element secretly mentioned in his body was also reduced, if he made a move, the Flowing Shadow Illusion would definitely cut out several illusions, even if the illusion did not work for him at that time, it was enough to drag him down, and it would not help the battle situation in the slightest, and it would also attract others to take action.

Li Qianjun has reached the late stage of the Heavenly and Human Realm, and he is also a strong person at the first level of Tianjiao, even if Ye Zhengfeng's strength is strong, he has also broken through the Heavenly and Human Realm, but he will definitely not be the opponent of Li Qianjun, and Bing Xue Yan will completely let go of the idea of making a move.

But he didn't expect that Ye Zhengfeng's realm would suddenly break through to the strength of the middle stage of the Heavenly and Human Realm in just half a year, even if it was still not enough to match the strength of the Thousand Troops in comparison, but Ye Zhengfeng's original strength was enough to be in the same level of Tianjiao, and now that he has practiced two sets of extremely powerful martial arts, his strength has long been incomparable.

In the smoke and dust, Ye Zhengfeng and Li Qianjun had already joined each other, and the powerful fist power continued to burst out in the smoke and dust, bursting out of the bigger smoke and dust, and the fist power of the two of them was constantly improving, and bursts of strong collisions continued to shake the void, and countless powerful winds erupted.

In the process of hand-to-hand combat, Li Qianjun has been keeping a distance from Ye Zhengfeng, and every punch is attacking Ye Zhengfeng in the form of rushing and then retreating, leaving with one touch, and the pace under his feet is constantly changing, obviously guarding against Ye Zhengfeng's close body, it should be from the mouth of the soldier to know the existence of the claw of the Tearing God.

Although this style of play looks tiring, it is also a tactic that a flesh cultivator should have when facing Ye Zhengfeng.

"I want to prevent my claws from tearing the gods, but can you prevent them?!"

A trace of pitch-black light flashed in Ye Zhengfeng's eyes, and the fist momentum of the attack began to slow down, and a feeling of insustainability began to emerge.