One move, one style, these two people fight. It's just not enough to be a one-trick one-trick.

The old man punched out, and He Yiming blocked with his forearm, but between this attack and defense, they all already felt the horror of this yin armor.

The old man's eyes were bright, and he asked slowly, "Your Excellency's evil aura, but you got it from that Ghost Crying Mountain?"

He Yiming was slightly stunned, he immediately understood that this old man must have entered the Devil's Crying Ridge, so as soon as he felt the evil aura inside, he immediately understood the origin.

"Your Excellency, these are the sinister qi obtained from the Devil's Crying Ridge. ”

The old man's face became more and more solemn, and he said: "As far as the old man knows, the yin and evil qi of the Devil's Crying Ridge is the yin and cold breath between heaven and earth, and after any human being comes into contact with it for a month, it will be affected by the yin and evil qi and become a crazy person. He paused, looked at He Yiming carefully, and there was even a hint of vigilance on his face: "The old man looks at Your Excellency, it seems that he has inhaled the evil qi into his body, and Your Excellency doesn't look like a crazy person anyway, I don't know why?"

He Yiming said without hesitation: "Because the physique in the lower part is special. Therefore, there is no fear of evil spirits. ”

Since the old man had taught him the cultivation method of tangible armor without reservation, he was embarrassed to deceive others in this matter.

Moreover, He Yiming said that he had a special physique, but he was not afraid of yin and evil spirits, but he did not mention anything else, so even if the old man was surprised in his heart, he would not suspect other places.

Sure enough, the old man nodded, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

The sinister aura of Devil's Cry Ridge is well-known all over the world, and if there is a way to crack it, then for tens of thousands of years, someone has already studied it. Since there is no way to crack it, and He Yiming can use it freely, then the only explanation is his special physique.

The world is so big, there are no wonders, and although it is rare to have such a magical physique, it is not a unique thing.

However, this is the life of a person, and others can only envy it, but they can't ask for it.

Nodding slightly, the old man said, "Be careful." ”

With that, he exhaled again, and the Sanduo Tangible Flower burst open again, covering his body with a layer of armor again.

After trying to reach the power of the Yin Qi, the old man immediately cheered up his spirits, and even put on a new piece of broken armor.

A large amount of True Qi swirled around him, and the old man quickly took a step backwards. Then a punch came in the air.

A rumbling sound suddenly exploded in the air, and a huge force rushed towards He Yiming's chest like a substance.

Although that ethereal yin aura is powerful, after all, it is just some void body, and when it is not in contact with concrete things, it cannot play a real role at all. Especially when he was hit by the powerful True Qi, he suddenly spread out to both sides.

He Yiming sighed secretly in his heart, this old man's experience is incomparably rich, and because he has been to Devil Crying Ridge, he knows the way to deal with the Yin Qi, that is, to use the True Qi to force it away, so that he can touch himself without scruples.

With a smile, He Yiming put his palms on his chest, after testing the power of the armor, He Yiming's competitiveness was also aroused, he wanted to see how much strength this powerful Venerable had.

Of course, after seeing the other party's bare hands, He Yiming did not use the Five Elements Ring.

If you really use an imitation artifact to defeat a bare-handed Venerable, then it will definitely not help you much.

The huge sound of gold and stone clashing exploded in He Yiming's chest, although the fists of the two people were only sent out of the air, and they did not really fight together. But this pure fist power comparison, it also made their bodies tremble slightly.

Especially He Yiming, he retreated involuntarily.

His toes touched the ground slightly, and in an instant he had retreated to the side of the mountain wall. At this point, he knew that in the old man's first punch, he had actually gathered most of his true qi, otherwise under that punch, the armor on his body would not be as simple as a broken forearm.

In He Yiming's heart, there was even a strange feeling that the power of this old man with only the power of his fists had even surpassed that of Gabri and the others who used weapons.

The old man struck a blow, and immediately jumped up like a fly, swirling around He Yiming, and his fists struck out together, causing a loud and continuous sonic boom in the air.

Feeling the powerful impact from all directions, He Yiming reined in his mind, his feet were like a pair of huge suction cups, firmly sucked on the ground, and then erected his palm as a knife, and used the thirty-six styles of Kaishan with one fist.

This gold-based combat technique that can transcend the challenge really has an incomparably powerful power, and once it is unleashed, the surrounding air flow is suddenly affected by it, becoming like a knife and an axe, full of a sharp and sharp taste.

Although the old man's fists and feet were powerful, they hit the blade of the axe every time, making a huge banging sound.

However, fight a little longer. He Yiming suddenly found that he was a little exhausted.

Every time his true qi collided, his true qi was greatly consumed, although the qi of heaven and earth in the hundreds of acupoints above his head also surged in, but it seemed that he could not consume such a huge amount of energy for a long time.

He Yiming complained bitterly in his heart, what the hell is going on with this old man, he has reached this point, and he still refuses to use weapons. And the power of his punches and kicks is so exaggerated that he almost can't breathe.

In an instant, the old man punched in the air again, and He Yiming, who was suppressed by the roaring fist wind, was uncertain.

Suddenly, He Yiming's eyes lit up, and he seemed to see a strange scene.

In the middle of the sea, the strange fish swayed in the water, swimming in strange ways. And at this time, under the shadow of the old man's fierce fist wind, wouldn't this place become another underwater.

He Yiming took a deep breath, this time he did not continue to fight hard, but withdrew his palm, and his body began to writhe strangely.

It's like a long ribbon fish, swinging its body like a snake.

The surrounding air was affected by the strength of the old man's fist, and it passed through He Yiming's side with a whistling sound, and the fist wind was extremely fierce. It is filled with a great damaging force.

However, when these forces came to He Yiming's side, they suddenly became soft and weak.

He Yiming's distorted body was like a hillside, constantly reducing these powers, layer after layer, and when these crossed He Yiming's body, it became no longer a concern.

The old man's eyes widened again, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

If the yin and evil qi just now had already given him a great impact, then this magical way of being able to roam freely in his fist style shocked him even more.

Steel teeth bite. The old man's heart swelled with a strong competitive spirit.

He shouted again, his fists waved like the wind, and his powerful strength was unreserved.

For a while, the entire mountain recess was suddenly flying sand and rocks, and the true qi was churning endlessly. The old man's body has been exerted to the limit, although it is far less exaggerated than the white horse, but between the tossing and turning, it is also a strange scene.

Especially when he did it with all his might, the countless powerful true qi squeezed towards He Yiming overwhelmingly, looking at him like this, where was there still the slightest meaning of discussion, as if he would not be willing to put He Yiming to death.

However, at this time, He Yiming's face had a strange and understanding smile.

His feet tread in an even more eerie stride, his neck twisted, his ass twisted, twitching like a sheep's madness.

At the same time, on his body, there was also a huge amount of battle intent, and the true qi, which was only inferior to the old man, was also tumbling. The only difference from the old man is that He Yiming's whole body seems to be able to cast true qi, not only between his fists and feet, but even on his twisted buttocks.

His writhing body seems to be very embarrassing, but it implies a certain heaven and earth truth, no matter how powerful the old man's fists and feet are, as soon as they touch his body, they are instantly dissolved by paragraphs.

It's like a gust of wind that can't blow down the undulating mountains, as if they were never-ending.

He Yiming has completely integrated the body technique learned from Haiyu during this period of time into the ** Feiteng Technique, and showed it to the fullest at this moment.

At this time, in the eyes of the old man, He Yiming had changed, he didn't seem to be a person, but a big fish, churning in the turbulent sea.

Although his fist and palm power are strong, he can't hurt the opponent at all.

This magical way of doing things. Defuse all long-distance attacks, unless it is close to the close, compressing He Yiming's churning space, and there may be a glimmer of hope for victory.

However, looking at He Yiming's gray-black, weird armor, the old man's heart was palpitating and helpless.

Although he was quite confident in his own strength, if he encountered a powerful yin qi from the Devil's Cry Ridge, he was not absolutely sure of resistance.

Although he stayed in the Devil's Cry Ridge for nearly a month in the past, he did not become a crazy person in the end.

However, no one controlled the yin and evil qi at that time, and if the yin and evil qi surrounding He Yiming was said to be uncontrolled, then he would not believe it if he was killed.

So at this moment, looking at He Yiming, who was surrounded by gray-black whirlpools, he really felt like a mouse pulling a turtle, and he had nowhere to start.

After fighting for a while, He Yiming's body technique became more and more proficient, no matter where the huge true qi came from, he regarded it as a powerful undercurrent in the sea, and easily avoided all the undercurrents with that magical twisting technique. Even if these undercurrents continued to entangle upwards, he just twisted east and west, and easily got rid of them.

The old man let out a long sigh, and he leaped to his feet, and his body somersaulted in mid-air, and landed flat on the corner of the mountain.

Then, he said aloud: "No need to compare. ”