Chapter Fifty-Eight: Your Uncle's

"Boy, where did you come from? A man and a woman emerged from the dense forest, shouting in a domineering voice.

The voice was extremely high, and he didn't take Ye Zhiqiu in his eyes at all.

Ye Zhiqiu sighed in his heart, he is really an awe-inspiring character, so good that it explodes, how can such a thing always be encountered by him.

Bad luck to the extreme.

A man with thick eyebrows and big ears, looking rich, walked straight with a steady stride with his stomach up.

"Look at what you see, just say you. The man snorted.

Ye Zhiqiu watched the fluctuations of the Yuan Force in his body, rising and falling, very unstable, but he had obviously just broken through successfully, and it was obviously at the level of the sixth level of the Tongzhao Realm.

Just broke through the strength, the kind of pleasure that brought great strength Ye Zhiqiu could naturally understand.

However, this kind of vain Yuan Li did not envy him at all.

The man also saw that Ye Zhiqiu was only at the level of the fifth order of the illumination realm, and this time he didn't take him seriously at all.

A leaf fell, the cold wind blew coldly, and the man actually floated under his feet, wanting to make a move.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at him helplessly, never imagined that the man had just broken through and wanted to find him as an opponent.

Hey, he shook his head helplessly in his heart, and sighed, he couldn't stop it.

The man suddenly jumped forward, but Ye Zhiqiu had already calculated that he would be like this.

I don't know when a huge stick came out of his hand, and he threw it out horizontally, and called the door with a stick.

The stick is covered with strong Yuan Force, which is extremely pure, making the stick as hard as iron.

A stick is called to the front, and there is no way to avoid it.

The man's strength is not only like this, but it is also the level of the sixth order of the Tongzhao Realm, but it is difficult to parry, and he was directly knocked out.

A bright red mark was imprinted on the door, and nosebleeds flowed.

The man fell upside down to the ground, clutching his nose and unstoppable blood.

Ye Zhiqiu casually discarded the sticks he picked up on the ground, and said to the man idly. "It's okay, I'll leave first. ”

The man got up from the ground with a bone, the pain was unbearable, and a few tears were squeezed out of his eyes.

"Don't run. The man stood there with his nose covered and shouted.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at each other coldly, stayed where he was, and did not move.

"Come here, then. Ye Zhiqiu hooked his hand and motioned for him to find himself.

The man was angry, obviously angry, and pinched out a unique yuan force in his hand.

The aura condensed, hovering the palm, and a small black grinding disc condensed the palm.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at it with a little envy, obviously this is a spiritual skill, but he doesn't know how much strength he can exert.

The speed of the small grinding disc became faster and faster, and the man was not in a hurry or slow, so he stared at him tightly, never taking the first step.

Ye Zhiqiu felt bad when he saw this, the strength of a sixth-order Tongzhao Realm, the momentum of the small grinding plate running at this time became more and more powerful.

It is actually close to the level of the strength of the Red Sun Realm, and the power is still growing, and it does not stop at all.

Ye Zhiqiu sighed, this is the disciple of the authentic sect, such a spiritual skill can be called terrifying.

The strength of this sixth-order Tongzhao is only about the same level as the first and second order of the Tongzhao Realm that he once had, but at this time, he can emit the level of the Red Sun Realm, which shows the terrifying spirit technique.

Where will Ye Zhiqiu wait again, step forward, mobilize Yuan Force to attract wooden sticks.

"Sister. The man suddenly asked for help.

The woman standing on his side had been silent, and at this time it suddenly erupted.

The strong Yuan Force erupted, and it seemed to burn a scorching flame on his body.

Ye Zhiqiu could see at a glance that this was the Red Sun Realm.

The woman didn't make a move when she saw his brother being beaten back, and she suddenly acted at this moment, which made Ye Zhiqiu's guess flawed.

After all, the level of the Chiyang Realm and the Tongzhao Realm carry a big realm, which is difficult to surpass.

Maybe Ye Zhiqiu will be able to make enemies against the woman in front of him when he reaches the ninth order of the Tongzhao Realm, but now he will definitely not be able to.

It can be seen that the detonation of the spirit weapon even cites the value of the 10,000-year-old elixir.

That's the real lifesaver when it counts.

The man looked at Ye Zhiqiu and passed through the air, and the woman stood in front of him, extremely confident.

Ye Zhiqiu had already acted, what about the Chiyang Realm, his current physical body was comparable to the Golden Body Realm, even if he couldn't reach that level, at least he could escape in the face of the Chiyang Realm.

So.

waved a stick, and threw it out from a position of more than ten meters away from the man.

The speed of the wooden stick was extremely fast, and the woman turned around and was about to leave, and went to stop it.

However, she never imagined that Ye Zhiqiu would dare to rush forward, and her brows suddenly furrowed slightly.

stopped the speed of going back, burst out with all his strength, and was twice as strong as the man.

Ye Zhiqiu took out the blade from his arms at this moment, his figure flickered, and he stabbed over.

Soaring into the air on the ground and spinning for half a zhang, it swirled around, bursting out of a streamer, and a violent yuan force exploded, rushing out of a powerful impact.

This is not a spiritual skill, but it is comparable to a spiritual skill, and it looks like a might.

This is Ye Zhiqiu's strange action of imitating the posture of the arrow bird figure before.

At this time, it is quite similar to use.

The sudden burst of speed was like an arrow, and the power of the attack was all concentrated in one point, which was extremely powerful.

The woman was surprised, she didn't expect Ye Zhiqiu to have such courage, and the power of the attack was quite tough, and there was a momentum of a fish dying and the net was broken, so that she didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

The hands are clenched, and the fingertips spin the vortex, and the pitch-black vortex, which is only the size of a thumb, spins rapidly and endlessly.

The pitch-black vortex couldn't say its name, and it was hard to receive Ye Zhiqiu's blow.

You must know that this is the woman's response in a hurry, but at this moment, Ye Zhiqiu's separation blade is tightly wrapped, and most of its power is unloaded.

Ye Zhiqiu gasped, because he felt that the pitch-black vortex actually had a unique attraction, as if it wanted to involve his life.

However, the woman was once again unexpected, Ye Zhiqiu made a decision immediately, and instantly detonated the hidden yuan power of the blade.

The spirit weapon was detonated in an instant, and a powerful impact erupted from the point, and the woman had no time to dodge, so she could only resist head-on.

The explosive power of the first-grade spirit weapon was enough to affect the life of the Chiyang Realm, but the weak emerald green on the woman's body flashed, and it actually unloaded most of the impact, only knocking it away far away.

Ye Zhiqiu's body was also uncomfortable when he detonated the spiritual weapon, although the explosion of the spiritual weapon would not cause him any harm, but cutting off the backlash of the spiritual weapon related to him made his heart tighten.

Chest ache and almost coughing up blood.

Ye Zhiqiu grinded his teeth, and his heart ached that one of his spiritual weapons was destroyed like this.

Seeing that the wooden stick was about to reach the man's approach, he saw that the situation was not good, and directly threw out the grinding disc in his hand.

However, Ye Zhiqiu attracted the Yuan Force on the wooden stick, and his fingers hooked.

The wooden rod slashed through the millstone in a half-arc, spun through the trees in the air, and was once again on top of the man's door.

"Your uncle's. Ye Zhiqiu scolded angrily, then turned around and left.