Long Twelve just stretched out his fist, and Ye Tian felt that the air around him seemed to be condensed, and the surrounding space also made a "click, click, click" breaking sound!

Just by operating the power, it can reach this terrifying level, so what will happen if this punch hits Ye Tian's body?

Ye Tian's heart is actually bottomless, such a terrifying punch, if it is hard, nine times out of ten he will not die and will shed his skin!

Everyone is afraid of pain, Ye Tian is no exception, he doesn't like this feeling of pain, but he has to go up, if he retreats at this time, or he can make himself not hurt, but at the same time, he will also lose the opportunity to become a peerless powerhouse and stand at the peak of martial arts!

Because a temporary escape will make a person retreat in the difficulties in the future, which is the inner demon, the inner demon that cannot be shaken off. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, it is reasonable for Ye Tian to be able to retreat at this time!

Long Twelve looked at Ye Tian with an indifferent expression, the outstretched fist still didn't go out, it seemed to be waiting for Ye Tian to get ready, when he saw Ye Tian's expression of relief, he said lightly: "It seems that you are ready." ”

Ye Tian grinned, nodded, shook his head again, and said, "If you want to say that you are ready, it can be said that you have done a good job, but it can also be said that you have not done a good job, after all, I will also be afraid of death------

Dragon Twelve's zombie face finally showed a hint of a smile, nodded, and said, "You kid is straightforward. ”

"Of course. ”

"Then take the punch!" Long Twelve's words turned, his arm shrank slightly to his chest, and then slammed into the air in front of him!

The air waves are like a tsunami, like surging waves, like a collapse, like the sky and the earth cracking!

Wherever the fist passed, the air and space emitted a piercing sound of "Boom", and at the same time, there were flames grinding out one after another.

In the face of this terrifying punch, Ye Tian did not retreat at all, but he was a little annoyed in his heart.

Why doesn't this Dragon Twelve play cards according to common sense? Why do you say that you will do it? You must at least wait for me to answer "please advise" before making a move! Do you know that you don't know how to make a sound shot, it will damage your own image!

If Long Twelve could hear what Ye Tian was thinking now, he would definitely stop leaving his hand and directly wipe out Ye Tian!

In the face of such a punch, Ye Tian didn't dare to despise it, so the six heavenly dragons instantly became smaller, surrounding Ye Tian's left palm, and at the same time, in the palm of his left palm, there was a cloud of black gas constantly swirling, and the suppressive qi in it made people feel stuffy!

However, people of Dragon Twelve's level would not feel this way.

Looking at the approaching fist strength, Ye Tian also put away his indifferent expression, began to gradually become solemn, opened his lips lightly, and whispered: "Zhentian Fu Demon Palm------"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Tian's left palm slapped towards the fist, and a huge black palm print and the fist strength were matched!

Sure enough, the dark black palm print was pressed back by the fist force, but it was like a rock, without the slightest crack.

You may say, how can it be a rock if it is pressed back? Isn't it supposed that the rock will not be shaken?

But think about it, if the rock is shattered, then it doesn't matter if he can't move?

Ye Tian was also struggling at the moment, because he had to constantly maintain the palm print of Zhentian Fu's clutch from being scattered by the fist, which was a very difficult process, because in this process, he was also constantly draining his holy power.

Even if he possessed the Heavenly Desolate Holy Technique, he couldn't replenish the Holy Power in time!

It didn't take long, the two kept colliding together, and the resulting air waves continued to spread to the surroundings in the center, making the surrounding space continue to crack, and I don't know if this space was unstable, after being shattered, it immediately returned to its original state, but in an instant, it began to crack again!

Cycle.

Long Twelve glanced at Ye Tian, who was already pale and covered with beads of sweat on his face, and said softly: "Second punch ------"

Although the voice was not loud, with Ye Tian's hearing, he could still clearly hear every word, every word, and every tone that Long Twelve said.

Ye Tian wants to scold people now, is there a follower like you who has put the inheritor to death?

But there was nothing he could do, he couldn't say it, and even if he wanted to say it, he could only swallow it in his throat, because Long Twelve had already punched out the second punch.

This punch is not weakened in the slightest compared to the first punch, on the contrary, the strength is even stronger!

Ye Tian gritted his teeth, spread his right hand into a palm, and at the same time shouted, and slapped towards the second punch, which was also another blow to Zhentian Fu's clutches!

However, this time, it didn't resist like a rock for a while, but in an instant, the dark black palm print was beaten into a little black by the fist, and it dissipated in this space!

Ye Tian's already pale face suddenly changed, a sickly red surged on his face, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, like a kite with a broken string, and flew backwards backwards!

Since there was no supply of Ye Tian's holy power, the remaining dark black palm print also turned into a black light and dissipated, and what disappeared at the same time was also the first and second punches of Dragon Twelve.

Long Twelve stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was light, he couldn't see any emotion, his eyes looked straight ahead indifferently, and the direction in front of him was also the direction in which Ye Tian fell to the ground.

Ye Tian didn't die like this, but it was almost the same, now he felt as if his internal organs had been forcibly displaced by something, and the meridians were also like ropes, tied in a dead knot, as if they were cut and tied.

In other words, to put it simply, Ye Tian is already severely injured internally, if he is still attacked at this time, I am afraid that it will cause the meridians in his body to be broken, and the holy power will begin to riot, thus exploding and dying!

And at this time, the voice of Long Twelve reached Ye Tian's ears.

"Junior, if you can't do it, you can leave now, I won't embarrass you------"

Ye Tian listened, and his body, which did not move at all, suddenly seemed to be aroused, gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up, no, it should be said that he was half-squatting.

His hands drooped naturally, as if they had no life, like a weeping willow without the wind.

Of the two punches just now, it was Ye Tian's arm that hurt the most.

However, Ye Tian did not give up because of this, but grinned, his eyes squinted slightly at Long Twelve, who was standing with his hands in his hands, and said in a weak voice: "Who said I was going to give up?" Although Lao Tzu's two hands can't be used now, I still have two legs to move, if my two legs can't move, I still have my head to hit! No, ------ only the last punch, I should only need to use my feet-------