Chapter Forty-Eight: His face was as pale as ice, and his body was like that of a beast

Yi Chen did not choose to use the tactic of adding oil and burning three years and five years of life to try it, but as soon as he made a move, he directly filled the effect of the soul burning transformation.

The effect of the Soul Burning Transformation is gradually increasing.

To deal with a strong enemy like the 'black robe', you must take out all your hole cards and completely squeeze every bit of strength in your body, only in this way can you have a better chance of winning.

At this moment, his face is as pale as ice and his body is like a beast.

Although his body was like a hot volcano about to erupt, his brain was clear.

He's waiting.

Wait for an opportunity to arise.

"Hundred Steps Divine Fist!"

Yi Chen roared, and the whole person dragged a dark purple flame tail and rushed towards the direction of the black robe.

The blazing deep purple pure yang internal qi actually baked the land along the road to a little charred black.

In an instant, he came to the front of the black robe, and with a huge inertia, he hit a straight swing and kick, and the dark purple flames in his legs struck people, and when he was about to approach, he suddenly surged again, rolling in the direction of the black robe.

Is it reasonable to use the feet of the Hundred Steps God Fist? It makes sense.

After all, the legs are not only in terms of length but also strength, and they are all stronger than fists.

At this time, for the first time, a look of surprise appeared on the face of the black robe, and he chuckled:

"It's worthy of my favorite apprentice, and he can give me a whole new trick every time."

"Let Master teach you what it is, real fighting!"

As soon as the black robe's voice fell, the three major spells descended directly in an instant, and three circles of golden light were added to the black robe's body.

"Imperial Decree: Divine Power"

"Edict: Tenacity"

"Imperial Decree King Kong"

He gently waved his arm to meet Yi Chen's kick and shouted.

"In vain, you can't make a great deal with brute force."

"You're on the wrong track."

"Turn back to the shore!"

Boom!

In an instant, the two fists and legs slammed into each other.

The moment it was contacted, the face of the black robe turned pale.

A force far beyond his imagination struck.

He was careless, he didn't flash, and chose to regret Yi Chen's offensive, wanting to defeat him in Yi Chen's most proud area and completely destroy his confidence.

As a result, he didn't expect Yi Chen to give him a little shock first, and he actually beat him upside down.

"Imperial Decree: Stay in the Sky"

Another golden light blessed him, and the black robe was able to stabilize his body without making a fool of himself.

This time, he had a thoughtful look.

"Pure Yang Burns the Sky, Dragon Elephant Might"

"Producing yang flame with the flesh, apprentice, you are a natural treasure body?"

"Is it the Dragon Tiger Dao Body or the Hell God Body? No, it's not, isn't it some kind of constitution that I don't know? ”

"Haha, apprentice, you deserve to be under my door with such qualifications!"

"If you practice my Speech and Spirit Secret Method again, and then push the treasure body to the peak, where will you not go in this world?"

"Even if you meet a true monarch who has pushed his cultivation to the pinnacle of refining gods and is already on the path of enlightenment, he can't pass a few tricks."

The black robe stroked his palms and laughed.

"Fart, what a bullshit treasure body, I've never heard of it."

"My strength depends on my own efforts!"

When Yi Chen heard this, he immediately retorted sharply.

His strength is all earned by his efforts, what is the matter with Guan Baoti?

Fried fish every day made his scalp numb, but his body reached his current level, and no matter how much he fried fish, he couldn't improve much.

In the next step, he wanted to stew himself in an iron pot.

Wasn't this his own effort?

At three or five o'clock in the morning, who has ever seen a depth charge?

Without saying much to the black robe, he raised the deep purple pure yang internal qi in his body again, and rushed towards the black robe again, this time, he was really punching.

The black robe's face was solemn, and a serious look appeared on his face.

"Imperial Decree: Divine Power"

"Imperial Decree Concussion"

"Imperial Decree and Confinement"

In an instant, an unparalleled pressure fell on Yi Chen's body, and his back was like a mountain crushing him.

This time, he didn't make any more contributions, but was shocked by the black robe's counterattack and retreated several steps back.

At this time, he was like carrying the abyss.

The endless pressure seemed to want to crush him.

"No!"

"Never!"

Yi Chen's muscles trembled.

Bleeding spots the size of needle tips began to appear on Yi Chen's body, and small blood beads the size of a pin's nose appeared.

As soon as that blood bead appeared, it merged into the blazing pure yang internal qi.

At this moment, it was like adding fierce fire oil to the flames, and the Deep Purple Pure Yang Internal Qi was once again speeding up.

With the blood beads pouring out, the color was already dark purple, and a touch of pale cyan appeared in the deep purple inner qi that could not enter.

At this time, the effect of the Soul Burning Transformation also reached its peak.

Through the burning at any cost, Yi Chen was able to temporarily get a glimpse of the road ahead, the direction of the eighth layer of Pure Yang True Skill in advance.

The eighth layer of Pure Yang True Skill, Purple Pole Gives Birth to Green.

This pale cyan internal qi appeared like a signal, and the pale cyan internal qi swept around his body.

There was a crisp sound in Yi Chen's ears like glass shattering, and the invisible pressure that had imprisoned him before disappeared in an instant and was incinerated completely.

Once again, the back was as straight as a javelin.

Yi Chen himself didn't expect that under the pressure of life and death, his burning at any cost would briefly glimpse a glimpse of the future.

With excitement on his face, he swept in the direction of the black robe again.

"Come again!"

"Hit"

"Hit"

"Shoot me!"

At this moment, the black robe's expression changed again.

"Damn, if it weren't for the fact that this body was too wasteful, and it couldn't exert the strength that it should have when it was distracted, how could the confinement be invalid?"

A hint of anger appeared on his countenance, and he said angrily:

"If you look for death yourself, it's no wonder you're ruthless for your teacher!"

"Imperial Decree: Divine Power"

"Edict: Tenacity"

"Imperial Decree King Kong"

"Imperial Decree Concussion"

Four golden rays of light descended on him in an instant.

Rumble!

This time, the two had just made contact with their fists.

A concussive ripple visible to the naked eye took the fists of the two people as the center of the circle and directly escaped.

The surrounding confined Shuiyue Shitai and others instantly lost their ears and died, and several people fainted directly.

Countless grass and trees were swept into the sky and swirled in the sky by the cyclone stirred up by the hand-to-hand fight.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Euler, Euler, Euler, Euler, Euler.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them made countless moves against each other.

Yi Chen was covered in blood, and his body was surrounded by a strong blood vapor, and as soon as the blood vapor appeared, it was slowly swept into the pale cyan pure yang internal qi and burned as nutrients.

Every punch is a play with life, and every moment is a tightrope walk.

Yi Chen's will became more and more crystal clear in this tempering of life and death, just like a piece of pig iron quenched by impurities under a heavy blow.

Get back on your feet.

His breath weakened, but his gaze grew brighter.

The muscular strength in his body was squeezed, and he even relied entirely on his own will to constantly swing his fists, fighting against the 'black robe'.

The fist was scarred, and the bones were visible deeply.

This was all defeated in the life-and-death game with the black robe.

Knock off the, knock off the flesh, and the next thing to collide with is the bone.

I can't hold it anymore.

Are you going to die?

There was a loud sound from the crack in the ground in the distance, and a jade box was rolled up from the crack in the ground, along with some dark river catfish living in the underground dark river.

However, at this time, Yi Chen and the 'black robe' had no time to take care of anything else.

Both of them were struggling.

There is a limit to manpower.

Will too.

How can the real world be like in the previous Hokage manga, the will determines everything, and if you can't stand it, you can't stand it.

Right away.

It's about to reach its limit.

I really can't stand it.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the light around him was pouring into Yi Chen's body all the time during the battle, making up for his consumption, I am afraid that he would have been exhausted.

After the last collision between the two, the black robe and Yi Chen stood opposite each other.

The black robe didn't move, and many cracks appeared on his body like spider webs.

Like a broken bowl with dense glass cracks.

Yi Chen's lips were pale, and he was burned dry by the steaming blood and gas, which made him a little dizzy and severely anemic.

However, at this point he still had the strength of one punch left.

He won.

He was waiting for this moment.

"Apprentice, this is the result you have to wait for."

"You've been calculating from the beginning, and you've been waiting for this moment." The black robe suddenly spoke, and a smile appeared on his face at this moment.

"You didn't even think about defeating me head-on, you want to drag me into a war of attrition, only attack but not defense, and drag this body down."

Yi Chen was silent for a moment and replied, "That's right. ”

"Although the predecessor is only a soul into the body, the realm is much higher than me, and the Taoism is profound."

"The combat skills and grasp of the battle situation are far better than mine."

"I'm brave and have no chance of winning."

"But the flaws of the predecessors are also obvious, I don't believe it, with the body of this stinky fish and rotten shrimp that you took away from the seniors, it can perfectly exert the power of your predecessors."

"As long as I only attack and don't defend, even if I exchange one punch for two punches, I don't believe that the body of your soul can still hold up."

"But I didn't expect you to be so able to hold ....."

"Really....grow old and get stronger."

"I almost lost."

"Hehe, don't be modest, winning is winning, losing is losing, and the old man can't afford to lose."

At this time, the Taoist robe on Yi Chen's body was already tattered, as if it was called a flower costume.

At this moment, the black robe's eyes suddenly froze, and his gaze was like a needle tip, staring at a red mark on the exposed skin on Yi Chen's chest.

"Damn, it's a sign of hell."

"Disciple, when did you get targeted by hell.....

Suddenly, the voice of the black robe stopped abruptly, and his body could no longer support it, like a broken glass bowl, collapsing along the cracks and collapsing into a cloud of rotten flesh.

The black robe cracked.

"Senior, senior, you have a word."

"What's wrong with Hades?"

Yi Chen squatted in front of a pile of rotten meat, and his scalp was numb when he saw it.

Anyone who says something cracks halfway through it.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly found the white-clothed female ghost who had been cowering and hiding on the side rushing towards the unconscious Shuiyue Master and a few people on the ground.

Thinking that it was the black robe that cast spells to imprison the bodies and mana of several people before, and the female ghost in white did not dare to intercept and kill the water moon master and a few people without permission, but now after seeing that the 'black robe' even disintegrated the soul, he thought about it and wanted to take a few people as hostages.

Seeing this scene, Yi Chen was furious, he clenched his left hand into a fist, his figure flashed, and he dragged out an afterimage, blasting towards the figure of the female ghost in white.

"Stepping on a horse, Lao Tzu can't beat the black-robed guy and can't beat you?"

"Death to Dao Ye!"

With the last blow, Yi Chen gathered all his strength and swung out the strongest punch he could hit now.

A thick arm came out of the chest of the female ghost in white, and the pale cyan pure yang internal qi rolled up the arm, and the spirit of the female ghost in white gradually dimmed, like a faded photo, and finally gradually disappeared.

A pair of red scissors fell to the ground.