Smoke billowed and grit flew.

After a few breaths, the yellow-robed old man who flew out more than 100 meters away, walked out of the pit of ruins smashed by him with his head scattered, and was punched by Fang Ping's face, the flesh and blood were blurred, the bridge of his nose collapsed, one eyeball was shattered, more than one tooth was broken, and his head was also groggy and swollen.

The force that erupted from Fang Ping's punch could definitely shatter the mountain stone temple, and the old man in the yellow robe was not hit in the head with a punch, all because he was a super powerhouse in the innate realm, and he had the "innate qi" in his body to protect his body.

But because of this, the old man in the yellow robe became extremely crazy, and his cracked eyeballs were bloodied out of his sockets, and with the hideous face that chose people to devour, he was like a terrible ghost coming out of the depths of hell.

“…… You...... How dare you ...... Hurt the old man like this...... I'm going to kill you! Peel you and cramp you, a thousand cuts! A roar of murderous resentment, hysterical spread for dozens of miles.

Feeling the monstrous murderous intent emanating from the old man in the yellow robe under his extreme anger, Fang Ping was not flustered.

At this time, Fang Ping's golden true blood in his heart traveled all over his body, bringing endless power to Fang Ping, and the life energy contained in the golden true blood turned into an indescribable layer of golden holy light outside Fang Ping's body when it came out of his body, and even his body was raised by a foot again, and it was already close to three meters high.

The young man who appeared in the eyes of the old man in the yellow robe was like a demon, dressed in golden light, his body was red, his body was surrounded by white steam, the hot temperature, the life qi emitted between one breath and one breath, the vast blood, unconsciously made people suspicious, even the martial arts powerhouse of the innate realm, and there was no such transcendent life energy.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the old man in the yellow robe just wants to eat alive at the moment and break half of his face and destroy the young man who has one of his eyes. You must know that even the martial artists of the "Innate Realm" do not have the ability to regenerate their limbs, not to mention that they still lost an eye, such a tragic injury made the old man in the yellow robe completely angry.

"Give me death!" The old man in the yellow robe pounced on the young man like lightning.

"The Innate Realm is not invincible." Looking at the old man in the yellow robe who had lost his mind and his face was covered with blood, Fang Ping's heart became more and more calm, he moved his body, the vertebrae behind him roared, and the fist mark of his right fist shone brightly, dragging him with a shocking divine power to meet the palm print of the old man in the yellow robe, and the collision between the two caused earth-shaking waves at the foot of this mountain.

More than a dozen rounds of physical fighting, mixed with two true qi, like a stormy competition, Fang Ping did not fall into the disadvantage, but for a moment or three he couldn't help the old man in the yellow robe, the other party was a congenital martial artist, and the "great power of heaven and earth" issued from time to time, although it couldn't imprison Fang Ping's figure, it could also cause a moment of restraint and squeeze on Fang Ping.

After a while, the foot of the mountain was devastated and devastated, and the two of them were shattered, and the two people in the battle, one was a young man with a god-like posture, and the other was a super strong man standing in the innate realm.

"Drink!" Fang Ping became more and more courageous the more he fought, and he was indomitable, his body was as hard as King Kong, and the "Mist True Qi Armor" that was as gorgeous as a brocade robe outside his body was constantly dissolving, absorbing, and rebounding the offensive of the old man in the yellow robe.

Bang bang bang!

Under the impetus of the golden true blood, Fang Ping's whole body had inexhaustible strength, and in an instant, hundreds of fist forces were emitted, rubbing flames several feet high in the air.

"Mixed Yuan Silence Palm!" The old man in the yellow robe puffed up his true qi and slapped out a palm, a huge palm print, with the aura of annihilation, swept away the flames several zhang high, and the residual power was undiminished, swallowing Fang Ping's fist strength, but it fell outside Fang Ping's body, and he couldn't break the layer of true qi armor outside the young man's body, which was as thin as a cicada's wings.

"It's not a ...... way to go on like this"

The old man in the yellow robe gradually calmed down, and the demonic evil of the young man was undoubtedly revealed in this moment of martial arts fighting.

The cultivation of a grade realm can break free from the confinement of the great power of heaven and earth, the physical strength can be called unparalleled in the world, and even the internal strength of the true qi is so strong that it can become a armor of the true qi, and the courageous spirit of attacking a congenital powerhouse, it is simply a demon that is rare in a hundred years, such a person, the old man in the yellow robe has only seen one, that is, the young devil on the top of the mountain.

"Death to the old horseman!" Fang Ping's muscles and bones twisted, his body rushed violently, the five fingers of his right hand were together, and he turned into a hand knife and slashed at the shoulder of the old man in the yellow robe, wanting to divide the old man in the yellow robe into two, and the wisp of aura wrapped around the hand knife was indestructible and incomparably sharp.

"Knife intent? It's just a touch of artistic conception, not a real artistic conception! The old man in the yellow robe breathed a sigh of relief, if the young man really completely controlled a sword intent, it would be terrible, I haven't heard of someone who can penetrate a certain artistic conception in the acquired realm.

Bang la blah

The palm wrapped with the aura of sword intent was about to fall on the shoulders of the old man in the yellow robe The moment before that, Fang Ping's figure froze in a moment, and the old man in the yellow robe once again pushed the great power of heaven and earth to imprison Fang Ping, and when Fang Ping roared, he broke free from the restraints like a broken void, and the old man in the yellow robe appeared behind the young man preemptively.

The palm of his palm gathered scarlet blood and slapped on Fang Ping's back.

The blood surged, the sharp sword was sharp, the hairs on Fang Ping's back stood up, and his heart changed the form of the "Fog True Qi Armor" outside his body, which was like a gorgeous robe, and the "Fog True Qi Armor" worn outside Fang Ping's body gathered in one place like a tide and gathered behind Fang Ping, becoming more than an inch thick, and his defense power was greatly improved.

"Damn, has this demon used his true qi to such an extent?"

The surging blood thorn in the hands of the yellow-robed old man concentrated the internal force of his true qi to a point, but it fell into the turtle breath true qi that was more than an inch thick, only piercing into it to a depth of more than half an inch, Fang Ping also quickly counterattacked and poked out a giant hand that swelled to the size of a pu fan, grabbing the head of the yellow-robed old man like a dark cloud.

Buzz!

The big hands with a scorching aura and a color as red as blood seemed to be about to shatter the void.

The old man in the yellow robe used his body technique, like a ghost shadow avoiding the young man's big hand, he couldn't understand how Fang Ping cultivated, and he could compete with him, a super powerhouse of the innate realm.

Fang Ping raised his eyebrows, "Is the old puppet going to escape, if you want to escape, you don't need to fight anymore." ”

The confrontation reached such a point, Fang Ping boasted that his physical strength and true qi internal strength were not inferior to the super powerhouse of the innate realm of the old man in the yellow robe, but if he wanted to obliterate the other party, he would have to burst out with even more powerful power.

"What do you say? Escape? The old man didn't slaughter you little beast today, and he had no face to stand between heaven and earth. ”

The mighty true qi poured out of the body of the yellow-robed old man endlessly, like a big mountain, crushing the surrounding ground to collapse and shatter.

A force that is completely different from the internal force of true qi also slowly appeared in the gestures of the old man in the yellow robe, which was the "innate power" that he received into his body, and the acquired martial artist wanted to break through to the innate realm, he had to receive the innate power, and only by refining the innate power could he comprehend the power of heaven and earth.

"Little brute! You will die a miserable death, and the old man will not leave you with a single bone. The old man in the yellow robe was ruthless, the blood outside the palms of his two hands was full of blood, and when one palm was slapped out, the sand flew away, the ghost cried and howled, and the palm strength was as strong as a storm, and it shook back Fang Ping more than ten meters away, and the old man in the yellow robe was unforgiving, and continuously waved his palm print to attack Fang Ping.

(End of chapter)