Many people in the audience were stunned.

Is this a dry turn?

"The Great Flame Dragon King is mighty!"

「……」

Zhou Xiong and the other tiger guards in the field, their eyes showed fanaticism, they didn't think too much.

In the battle of the city during the day, Ye Wentian has been admired to an unprecedented height in the hearts of the tiger guards.

"Something is wrong."

"Don't let your guard down." King Zhenxi frowned slightly, and at that moment, he clearly felt the terrifying rolling sensation on the old man's body.

This man must be a strong man!

The voice did not fall.

On the dark wall in front of me, there was a crunch sound.

"Click......

"Boom!"

Cracks appeared in the walls, followed by a muffled thud and smoke rising from the dust.

Caused by the gaze.

The old man in plain clothes walked out of it slowly, patted the dust on his body, the expression on his face did not change much, and he was obviously not injured.

Qing Yuanzi raised his head, and his deep gaze swept in.

"Boy, the old man gave you a chance, since you are looking for death, the old man will give you a ride today." Qing Yuanzi's voice sank a little.

"Whew!"

「……」

The next moment, Qing Yuanzi's figure brought out an afterimage.

The speed was so fast that no one present could see his body clearly except for Ip Mantian.

In the blink of an eye, the figure approached.

"Bang!"

"Boom ......"

I heard only a muffled sound.

Ye Wentian's figure was directly shocked back, and his legs were the ground, drawing a deep mark.

"The Fit Realm is strong."

"Sure enough, there are a few brushes." Ye Wentian felt the vibration in his body, and his eyes were filled with battle intent for the first time in a long time.

The momentum around his body exploded, and the spiritual power in his body rolled.

Ye Wentian's eyes flashed, and he rushed forward with a swift step.

"Ninefold Transformation."

"Hum!"

「……」

Powerful power, attached to the whole body.

The two collided, and Ye Wentian smashed down with a punch and landed steadily on Qing Yuanzi.

Not surprisingly, the former was directly blown away.

It's just that without waiting for the surprise of everyone around, Qing Yuanzi, who was shocked away, rushed to Ye Wentian's body again as if he was nothing.

The offensive fell, and the terrifying force swept through.

"Bang...... Boom."

"Boom!"

The explosion was deafening, and every time the two collided, an invisible wave of qi swept across, and everyone in the venue was shocked and couldn't help but retreat.

"Shhh

"It's so strong!"

"The strength of these two people far surpasses the Great Flame Martial Dao Realm, and even ...... Far ahead."

King Zhenxi couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The shock in his eyes could not be hidden.

He could clearly feel that the two people fighting in front of him, even if it was just the aftermath of the fist, he Qi Chong couldn't bear it.

The people around him were also shocked.

Only Li Qiye and Yongyue are resolute in their eyes, and the spiritual power in their bodies is secretly running, ready to shoot at any time.

Caused by the eyes of the public.

The two people in front of them seemed to be equal for a while.

"This kind of power is indeed not bad, among the Dan realm, I'm afraid no one is your opponent." Qing Yuanzi stabilized his body and slowly spoke.

Ye Wentian smiled.

"The same goes for you."

"Hum!"

"Boom ......"

Another punch was thrown.

The wind swept and brought out a tornado of energy, which smashed on Qing Yuanzi's body.

This punch is shocking.

The King of Zhenxi, Feng Day, the Tribal Saintess and others focused their eyes at the same time, staring at the front and not daring to move away for half a moment.

And the next moment, Qing Yuanzi again

Walked out unharmed.

"You can't break the defense!"

"How strong is this old man?"

"Mr. Ye's punch, but even the tribal Tengzu has to retreat......

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

Qing Yuanzi stepped forward and let out a chuckle.

"Huh."

"Junior, you can continue." Qing Yuanzi's face was full of confidence, and in his eyes, there were ants in front of him.

This Great Flame Dragon King is just a little fatter ant.

Ye Wentian's eyes were calm, and he glanced up at the person in front of him.

The strong person in the fitting realm, refining the body with Danhuo, and the physical strength has reached another level, which seems to be the difference between one realm, but in fact it is the difference between heaven and earth.

When he fought with the palace master of the Heavenly Palace, Ye Wentian had a deep understanding.

"Alright, old thing! You're going to have to stand firm." Ye Wentian's momentum rose again, and his fists froze, without meaning to stop.

"Hum!"

"Whistling...... Boom."

The offensive is approaching.

A series of punches blasted out, and the strong power rolled up the Gangfeng tornado, and the terrifying waves of qi swept across, and the fists smashed down like raindrops.

Qing Yuanzi sneered, and his figure came up to him.

"Stupid!"

"Junior, even if you have a Dan Realm spiritual power, there will be times when you are exhausted, and you can't break through the old man's defense." Qing Yuanzi almost resisted the offensive hard, and his face did not change.

Ye Wentian ignored it, and the offensive became more fierce.

"Bang!"

"Boom...... Imperial Qi, condensation!"

Raising the handprint recipe is formed.

With a slam forward, the air hummed and there was a tearing sound.

The qi sword condensed, this time there was no sword rain in the sky, but a transparent edge was condensed, the sword intent was fierce, and the power was increased several times.

In the next second, the edge fell.

"Huh?"

"This technique is not bad." Qing Yuanzi sighed lightly, dodged sideways, and did not resist the sword.

In Ye Wentian's eyes, a light suddenly flashed.

Sure enough, as he thought, although the defense of the fitting realm was strong, it also had a limit, but it was just that ordinary martial artists were strong and couldn't touch it.

"Old thing, what are you hiding? Aren't you a bull critic? Don't be cowardly." Ye Wentian's mouth kept out, and his fists were not idle.

The offensive came down again.

Qing Yuanzi's brows tightened unconsciously, and he couldn't help but glance deeply at the person in front of him.

In the ordinary Dan realm, under such an intensive offensive, the spiritual power in the body will gradually fail, and the child in front of him, why does he still look like his face is not red and his heart is not beating?

"Bang!"

"Rumble ......"

Another punch fell.

Qing Yuanzi's figure was shocked back a few steps.

"Impossible!"

"Junior, how much spiritual power do you have?" Qing Yuanzi frowned, until this moment, this son's fist had not declined at all.

On the contrary, it seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

"Soon, quickly, old thing, you stand firm, I have two punches at most, and I will be exhausted." Ye Wentian responded with a fist.

He also wanted to see how far the defense limit of this Fit Realm powerhouse could go, after all, such an opponent was rare.

The fist roared, and the explosion echoed in the night.

In the city, the king of Zhenxi and the others kept staring at the battle between the two in front of them, and they faintly felt that something was not quite right.

"This ......"

"Boss, do you see that?"

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Xiong, Bai Yun and the others' faces gradually became strange, they noticed something, but they couldn't understand it for a while.

King Zhenxi did not respond, his eyes still fixed on the front.

"Bang!"

"Rumble ......"

"Junior, that's enough, you've smashed the numbers

100 punches, are you a sparring partner when you are an old man?" Qing Yuanzi is not a stupid person, this will be full of gloom.

As soon as these words came out.

The surrounding Zhenxi King and others suddenly lit up, and their thoughts were bright.