"I call it, Fear Roar!"

Ye Han said.

"Fear roaring?" Hearing Ye Han's words, Lei Li muttered to himself, and no one knew what he was whispering, "Spiritual?"

Then he raised his head and looked at Ye Han.

"Then let me try out the power of your newfound talent!"

As soon as the words fell, he raised his right hand and slapped it towards Ye Han's location.

An ordinary slap, the speed is not very fast. But when he raised his hand, it naturally carried an irresistible momentum.

It's so dignified, but it's hard to resist. It seems that the slap represents the principles of heaven, and there is no reason to talk about it.

And in Ye Han's eyes, the palm that came over was like the huge Lunes Mountain under his feet, which suddenly rose from the ground and turned upside down. The black girl covered the sky, with a kind of momentum that made people collapse, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, making people desperate.

In the Iron Hoof tribe of the Minotaur, Ye Han had fought with many people, and even among them, several commanders who were ninth-level warriors. But even those battle-hardened Predators, when they shot with all their might, they definitely didn't have the seemingly light slap of Reilly in front of them, and the momentum was huge and magnificent, making people desperate.

Even Ye Han has not seen a few shots from Reilly in the past ten years. But when he actually came out, that terrible aura could no longer be hidden.

The leader of the Iron Hoof tribe in the Luojia Mountains, the momentum of the strongest of the Minotaur tribe can be seen at a glance.

It is so powerful that even the current Ye Han is impossible to estimate!

And this time his shot was too sudden, so fast that the people around him couldn't even predict it. Even a few ninth-level warriors such as Hunter couldn't stop it. I could only widen my eyes one by one, my mouth open, and I couldn't understand.

"Why did you suddenly start moving?"

In the face of such a might, that palm is terrifying, if it is other people, I am afraid that there is no courage to resist.

But now the person facing all this is Ye Han, he raised his head, and there was light in his eyes. "Finally made a move? Finally, you can see how terrifying it is for a strong man who has surpassed a ninth-level warrior. ＂

Lei Li was testing Ye Han's depth, but who knows, Ye Han always wanted to see the real power of a strong man who surpassed the ninth-level warrior.

In the end, he is a martial artist in the Xingyi Fist Bao Dan realm, and this kind of belligerence in his bones is far stronger than many people in this world.

Seeing Reilly's slap, he was about to come to Ye Han's face, just the moment he raised his head. A huge golden bull mask formed by a halo appeared in front of Reilly's palm, and suddenly collapsed.

The golden mask crumbled and shattered, forming a hurricane composed of golden fragments, roaring around Ye Han's body. Then it collided with the palm that Reilly stretched out.

Yes!

Faintly, I could hear a sharp scream, which pierced the eardrums, and directly made everyone who heard it suddenly dizzy, as if the brains of the brain had been shattered into a paste. Hunter and several other powerful warriors all changed their faces, took a step back, and used their fighting strength to resist.

They were still like this, and some of the others, whose strength was slightly weaker, and the Minotaur youths who were standing in close proximity to each other, all collapsed and flew out, fell to the ground with a plop, and fainted.

Even Reilly didn't seem to expect that the golden fragment would be so aggressive. "Mental attack?" frowned, pausing for a moment.

But then his hand was still steady, like a mountain, and nothing could stop it for a moment. Crushed all the golden fragments that were blocking in front of him, and stretched out towards Ye Han's location.

But this moment is enough, for a person who has practiced Xingyi Quan to the level of Baodan. In an instant, you can already decide many, many things.

The so-called masters compete for each other, and there is only a fraction of a difference. In ancient times or in the Republic of China, the characters who practiced various internal boxing methods, Taijiquan, Bajiquan, Xingyiquan, including iron sand palms and other hard bridges and hard horse kung fu to a high and profound realm, often decided life and death as soon as they made a move. It is impossible to say that there will be another 300 rounds of battle, three days and three nights and so on, it is due to the limit of the human body in that world.

If you don't forget, there will be an echo, and you will make a killer move. Two masters who are proficient in internal boxing make moves, and whoever keeps a little hand will die. It's very simple.

Because at that level, the spirit and strength of the whole body are concentrated in one point. It can be said that the potential to stimulate the limits of the human body, no one dares to relax a little. The two masters competed, no one dared to leave that little leeway, once relaxed, it was like a deflated ball, and it was certain to die.

However, when facing Reilly, Ye Han had no such concerns. He can use the qi and blood spirit of his whole body to deliver the strongest blow, without worrying about Reilly being hurt.

"The gas engine is on!"

In an instant, Ye Han's eyes lit up, and he completely unlocked the Qi machine at the level of Holding Dan in his heart, and stepped out in one step.

Xingyi boxing, eight steps to catch.

When the qi in Ye Han's heart was opened, the bones of his body seemed to change, and the sound of rolling and waves was emitted in his body. The five fingers of the soles of the feet grabbed the ground fiercely, and the calf tendons were pulled, and the strength was several times stronger.

"Whoosh!"

I saw a figure rushing towards me, with amazing explosiveness.

Rumble!

At a terrible speed that could be seen indistinctly with the naked eye, the palm of the hand stretched out by Reilly struck twenty blows in succession. At the end of the day, a wave of air flew up, and the figure retreated.

Xingyi boxing, drum hammer!

Ye Han retreated to the same place, his face was flushed, his forehead was densely covered with small beads of sweat, and then looked at his back, his shirt was all soaked. The blow just now almost exploded, his full potential.

"Okay, you can catch my blow. ＂

Reilly stood in place, slowly withdrew his palm, looked at Ye Han, and walked down the mountain with his hands on his back.

"The Ironhoof Tribe is too small, you are already qualified to go out for trials!"