"Another Yin God Travel?" Liu Zhuoyu was suspicious in his heart, took a step back, clenched his fist, and stirred up the pure true qi in his body to tumble like a bucket car, and immediately burst out with a punch, and the fist burst out, lightning and thunder.

Unexpectedly, the golden light did not choose to confront him, but suddenly rose into the air and quickly circled behind him with lightning speed.

A fist that was comparable to a beast of the wilderness poured like a torrent, Liu Zhuoyu was pressed by that momentum and his qi was slightly sluggish, and before he could turn around, in a short moment, seventy-two punches, punches hit the veins of his back, and even the flying dark moon was slightly shaken by the fist.

Liu Zhuoyu was in pain, turned around suddenly, and immediately screamed, and nine thunderbolts as thick as buffaloes poured down, all of which smashed on the figure impartially.

Drum Drills! The spring thunder sounds, and all things are born.

In an instant, the majestic thunder energy plasma poured on the man's body, making his electric body tremble and twitch, and at the same time, countless lush branches and leaves began to grow wildly from the man's body, entangling him to death.

Liu Zhuoyu finally saw the figure of that person clearly, his emaciated face was the same as Xia Ze, it was obviously his Yin God.

"Bang! Boom! Bang!" There were several loud noises in a row, and on the body of the "Yin God", nine acupuncture points in a row exploded one after another, and the lush branches and leaves bathed in the electric plasma became more and more luxuriant, almost winding him into a "big zongzi" that was not eyebrow-giving.

"Although I don't know how you refined a Yin God in this realm, I still want to tell you that the gap between the four realms is really not something that can be made up by a single Yin God!" In Liu Zhuoyu's eyes, the overflowing electric light was like a catkins fluttering in the wind.

He quickly approached, his fingers hooked, and quickly grabbed the head of the Yin God wrapped in rattans, and at the same time all the plasma condensed into his palm, sizzling.

Ning Zhinuan couldn't bear to look at the embers, and Lu Yuniang was even more frightened to hold Zhanyan's hand, only Lin Luqing looked indifferent, and there was even a meaningful smile on the corner of her mouth.

With a click, everyone followed the prestige, and the expected picture of the head of the Yin God being crushed by a claw did not appear, on the contrary, Liu Zhuoyu's iron palm that had been polished thousands of times at this moment, and the five fingers were crooked.

"How is this possible?" Liu Zhuoyu did not give up, raised his other hand high, his fist was condensed, and the remaining plasma in his palm was like cooking oil on fire at this time, and in the blink of an eye, it converged into a giant axe phantom mixed with majestic thunder light.

With an axe slash, fists and thunder and lightning even briefly split the entire river in two, raising puffs of white smoke, but the "Yin God" did not move, as if it had been pulled away from all life, and turned into an existence like a clay statue.

But Liu Zhuoyu no longer had the courage to split again, at this moment the palm of the hand where he used the magic axe was dripping with blood, and he felt a faint pain, he finally confirmed that what was in front of him was not the Yin God, it was the Yang God's body.

In the distance, Xia Ze was summoning the gap between the outer body of the Yang God, and the broken arms had been reglued as before, but he did not rush forward again.

Both of them are extremely hard-working people on the way to martial arts, so they both know the key to victory, if Xia Ze does not use other magical powers to fight with Liu Zhuoyu, the difference between the four realms, Xia Ze will inevitably be crushed by Liu Zhuoyu in this state, but only in the realm.

The two qi of gods and demons in Xia Ze's body can recover from his injuries in a short time, and it is not an easy task to distinguish between life and death. If Xia Ze is allowed to use a magic power such as a flying sword, it may not be.

Liu Zhuoyu quickly shook his feet, his body shot out like a shuttle, his white clothes were bathed in thunder, his long hair was scattered, and his limbs were filled with electric light.

"It's a pity, your martial arts talent is extremely high, and you are not even below me, I think it should be just a late time to learn boxing, and in time, maybe you and I will drink and talk on a certain peak, but after all, I am entrusted to Daqi, so I ......" Liu Zhuoyu was full of thoughts at this moment, looking at his heavy fist, he was about to shatter Xia Ze.

The next moment, something unbelievable happened, and I saw a glimmer of starlight quietly flashing in Xia Ze's eyes, a golden hand

The palm, Liu Zhuoyu's fist, and even the fist gang full of sky, were all gathered in one place, and another Xia Ze, which was full of golden light, quickly took shape, and then merged into Liu Zhuoyu's body.

Suddenly, Liu Zhuoyu, who was full of shock, was stunned to find that after the golden light flashed away, all the qi machines, fists, and aura in the qi mansion around his body disappeared, and he smashed his heart with a punch, and the golden light on his body was like a rippling wave, swaying, and he himself vomited a mouthful of blood in pain.

But the situation has not improved, that golden light is like a maggot attached to the bones, occupying the meridians and qi of his whole body, as if he has a lock, not to mention luck to resist the enemy, he just wants to straighten up and feels difficult. In front of him, Xia Ze had already raised his fists.

"If you don't ask some things now, I'm afraid it's too late to ask. How did you condense a pair of yin and yang gods? Moreover, your Yang God, the strength of his body is at least the level of the Upper Five Realms, how did he do it? Also, what are the martial artists I've met so far?" Liu Zhuoyu clenched his teeth, and the thunderous fist emanating from the person in front of him made him almost unable to open his eyes, so he was a little flustered, and asked several questions in a hurry, regardless of whether Xia Ze could answer them or not.

Xia Ze thought for a moment and smiled kindly: "Third."

Liu Zhuoyu nodded slightly, he had already gotten the answer he wanted most.

Chen Xin'an on the shore was quick with his eyes, and gently knocked on Jiang Dianshu's back with a palm, the latter's eyes suddenly darkened, and he fell asleep, he looked at the delicate face of the woman in his arms, who was as soft as mud, and sighed: "This unfortunate thing happened to me, and when I wake up, I don't know how many days I will be angry."

On the river, the golden light on Liu Zhuoyu's body dissipated, and then ushered in Xia Ze's stormy boxing bombardment, in just a few breaths, from top to bottom, first the seventy-two fists of the earth, and then to the thirty-six roads of Tiangang, every thunder, the surrounding jade will explode a splash tornado. His original fierce thunder light like a god descending into the world was completely annihilated under the washing of the fist, and even that piece of clothing was beaten to tatters.

However, Xia Ze was merciful after all, and only when he hit the last ninety-nine punches, Liu Zhuoyu stood motionless, his eyes rolling and fainting. Xia Ze slowly retracted his fists, and casually lifted Liu Zhuoyu, who was completely soaked in the river and unclothed.

The surrounding solidified river water began to flow again, and the sword qi under the river water burst out from time to time, and a beam of ethereal white smoke rose with a loud sound, and many broken "jade ice surfaces" went away with the waves, and with a whoosh, the jade sword flew back into Zhanyan's hand.

Xia Ze hooked his fingers, Chen Xin'an on the other side hesitated for a moment, but still sacrificed the rune paper to the sky, the former threw it hard, and Chen Xin'an firmly caught Liu Zhuoyu who passed out.

"Thank you for your mercy." Chen Xin'an carried Liu Zhuoyu on his back and reluctantly gave up.

"What? Why don't you punch me twice for Liu Zhuoyu?" Xia Ze teased.

Chen Xin'an scratched his head, his face was full of embarrassment, and whispered: "Your Excellency said that you are laughing, I don't like Liu Zhuoyu, but I am not a fool, if Dian Su has not been knocked out by me before, I may hand over one or two previous magic weapons in order to earn face in front of her, and then beg Your Excellency to pretend to fight hard with me for twenty or thirty rounds, I was repelled by Your Excellency."

Xia Ze's eyes lit up, and he nodded, "Yes, bring it."

Lin Luqing sneered, "I've thrown myself into the net."

Chen Xin'an knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Your Excellency misunderstood, I am not talking about now, but ......"

Xia Ze quickly rushed forward and handed out a punch, which seemed to be extremely fierce, but in fact, the strength of the fist had already been unloaded.

"Now Liu Zhuoyu and Jiang Dianshu have all fainted, no one can tell the truth or falsehood, this is your chance to make a name for yourself, weigh it yourself, otherwise I will use all my strength?" Xia Zeyin sneered.

Chen Xinxin comprehended the understanding, and immediately shouted loudly, "Come, traitor! Today, I, Chen Xin'an, will strangle you, a rebellious minister and thief, for Daqi!"

He carried Liu Zhuoyu and quickly retreated on the river, but he was already afraid for a while, this cruel thing seemed to be a bit too much, what if Xia Ze was angry after hearing this, what if he simply punched him to death? Fortunately, in order to save Liu Zhuoyu here, he used a wind to climb the clouds

Fu, you can rise against the wind for a short time, you can't beat it, at least you can escape.

But obviously Xia Ze didn't mean to let him go, his feet shook, and he quickly came to him, and the strong fist gang even condensed into a huge black fist shadow.

After a brief eye contact, Chen Xin'an's wide sleeved robe quickly swung out, and the palm in the sleeve robe quickly handed five talismans to Xia Ze, who smiled knowingly, and pushed it backwards for no reason before stopping on the river.

"What a powerful Dao method!" Xia Ze bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a small mouthful of blood.

This series of incidents caused an uproar among the onlookers on both sides of the strait. On the platform, Wei Yinxi's whole face was pale.

On the boats behind him, several people were hiding their faces with their sleeves, and even the faces that had always been moody and moody on weekdays were shaking their shoulders with laughter at the moment.

Chen Xin'an finally came to his senses, his sleeve robe shook, and five sheets of different colors suddenly flew out. In the blink of an eye, gale wind, ice, strong wind, flying sand, and a golden-armored god with black qi flew out.

"Your uncle's." Xia Ze's heart moved, and suddenly there was a long sword burning with flames in his hand, and a sword was handed out, and the flames were mixed with hurricanes, pushing the entire river flat, and all the spells summoned by the talisman were all annihilated.

And Chen Xin'an, the initiator of all this, has already fled with Liu Zhuoyu.