Ye Yujun hid in Bai Che's arms and took a step slowly, his internal organs were strongly suppressed by the aura of silence, his qi and blood rose, and he spit on Bai Che with a mouthful of blood.

Bai Che looked coldly, the sea of qi was running at high speed, and he held Ye Yujun in his arms with one hand, and spit out a word, almost exhausting the sea of qi.

"Array!"

The power of the Immortal Sea turned into cyan vines, and the lotus flowers closed together, enveloping him and Ye Yujun.

Snort!

The aura of silence condensed to the point of purity, like a mad knife chopping vegetables, and in less than five breaths, the cyan vines dissipated between heaven and earth one by one.

At the last moment, Bai Che threw Ye Yujun out directly, and his heart was furious, he came to find the truth, not to be slaughtered.

If the other party insists on killing, even if it is really a Mystic Heavenly Master, then there is no way, slash!

Although he said this, he scolded: "Damn, Lao Qiangdeng, Lao Tzu will talk to you well, what kind of score!" If you are really a martial god and old demon in the world, the place you should go to is the Tibetan Immortal Ruins, not the Ye family's pretense! ”

The old man's expression seemed to change slightly......

But where would Bai Che take a second look, in anger, regardless of it, the instinct to survive made him not ready to stay strong, otherwise he would be killed by this old man, everything would be in vain.

Suddenly, his sea of qi was completely wiped out, like a pool drained, and the accumulation of meridians around his body was also penetrating his body, and he didn't care that this was an extremely reckless risky behavior.

The breath continues to rise, the purest breath power of the Immortal Sea Power, under the martial gods in the world, except for those of the same level in the realm of slaying gods, no one can resist this huge force.

Rumble!

The huge force of the breath was condensed to the extreme, directly clinging to his body, and in an instant he turned into a humanoid cannonball, breaking through the layers of silent breath defenses and piercing away.

The void boiled directly, the breath of silence continued to swallow and disperse, the earth trembled, and the grass nunnery was no longer motionless, and Ye Yujun outside was like a car sitting on a muddy road, jolting and trembling.

The earth has trembled, and there has even been a phenomenon of land sinking, which is terrifying!

And on this side, Bai Che's catapult pierced through the hole, like a continuous foam board, bang, bang, bang, the speed kept slowing down, but it was still advancing to the old man's arm.

Above the fist, the physical strength is blessed with the remnants of the immortal sea power, if this punch can be blasted out, not to mention the flesh and blood, it is a building, and it can run through from top to bottom.

Salute first, then soldier!

Between the lightning and the fire, the old man's mouth moved, and he let out a light breath, but this time, it seemed that he was no longer so strong, and he no longer had the power to destroy.

And Bai Che's punch seemed to be blocked by the power of the laws of heaven and earth, and every inch of advancement, the huge force carried by his punch was invisibly "dissolving" part, until it finally stopped in mid-air, and there was still three fingers away from the old man's face, freeze!

Time seemed to freeze, Bai Che's eyes flickered, he breathed heavily, closed his fists, collapsed to the ground under his physical strength.

went all out, although it dissolved the old man's breath of silence, but he had already reached the limit, and he couldn't even raise his hand to punch.

But the breath of silence is still there, although it is a lot of decline, but if you really want to kill again, it seems that there is still stamina.

In this battle, Bai Che still lost the upper hand......

But inside the hermitage, it was suddenly clear, and the wind blew through the hall, and there was no longer the slightest breath of silence, as if it had never existed.

"Young man, your surname is Bai, not Huang?!"

The old man spoke quietly, as if he had recovered some of his qi, not like a dried corpse like before.

"Something to say!" Bai Che is like a sick old man, and he is weak to speak.