"Yes, the Ancestor must kill this person. ”

Everyone in the Wang family was extremely happy to see this scene, and their hearts were relieved.

"Hey, what's going on? How do I feel the earth shaking?"

"I'm not the only one who feels this way. ”

"Look over there!" one of them cried out in dismay, pointing to the distant ghost.

In the distance, the semi-circular area constructed by ghost qi was slowly cracking, and with a bang, it exploded directly.

"How is that possible!"

Wang Chengting fell backwards and coughed up blood, his eyes were terrified.

It's too strong, it's too strong, just one punch, like the will of heaven and earth, shattering everything. Under this blow, it was devastated, and it was staring at each other.

"I don't believe it!" Wang Chengting's eyes were resentful: "Come again!"

Wang Chengting grabbed it again, bloody and hideous.

Ye Fengyun didn't dodge or dodge, he punched over, there was no trick in this, it was just an ordinary punch.

"This!" An ordinary punch, in Wang Chengting's opinion, was the strongest punch in the world, and he tried his best to resist it.

"Ahh

Wang Chengting roared in pain, his hands were broken and broken under this punch, hanging on his arm.

He kept retreating, looking at Ye Fengyun with fear in his eyes: "How can you be so strong!"

Ye Fengyun was too strong, there was no aura surging around him, but he was extremely strong, especially those fists.

"Could it be that you are a fist master!" Wang Chengting looked at Ye Fengyun, that punch seemed to contain invincible thoughts, immortal will, and undefeated heart.

Under this punch, he was like a flat boat, facing the stormy waves.

"Hey, this Ye Fengyun is actually a fist master!" said those martial artists in the distance. They are warriors, and their hearing, perception, and eyesight are far stronger than ordinary people.

They all know what happened over there.

"At this time, Wang Chengting is afraid that there will be less luck. ”

"A boxing master is enough to fight across borders, and in the same realm, the grandmaster is almost invincible. ”

"Yes, isn't the spear king Long Jian a marksmanship master, one shot out, a hundred flowers will bloom, everything will be colorless, and no one in the ground steps can stop it. ”

"No wonder he was called Nandi, it turned out to be a boxing master. ”

The ending is already obvious, a fist master, even in the middle of the ground level, can cut the late stage of the ground level.

Because they have already comprehended something to the point of entering the hall, it is far from being a miscellaneous practice.

"You are really a fist master!" Wang Chengting looked at Ye Fengyun deadly, a young grandmaster in his twenties!

Ye Fengyun didn't answer him, got up and entered, and with a punch, Wang Chengting resisted again.

This time, Wang Chengting's entire left hand exploded, the sky was full of blood mist, extremely bloody, and the fist castrated unabated, hitting him in the chest and knocking him away.

"I'm a master who became famous in the Republic of China, I've lived for more than a hundred years, how can you beat me!" Wang Chengting roared angrily, Ye Fengyun was just a junior in front of him, how could he defeat him.

He has lived for more than a hundred years, how could he be defeated at the hands of a twenty-year-old junior.

"No, I can't be defeated!" Wang Chengting stood up suddenly, his eyes were terrifying: "With my essence blood, sacrifice the great array!"

"Boom, boom!"

The royal villa began to tremble, the aura was soaring, the earthquake shook the mountain, and something seemed to rush out from below.

With a bang, the entire villa collapsed.

When the valuable royal villa completely collapsed, a cylinder rose from the ground with strange runes on it.

Those runes burst with ghostly light, breathtaking, and from above, they looked like a giant beast, opening their mouths.

The runes surged, turned into Dao blood light, and flew towards Wang Chengting, and Wang Chengting, who was originally depressed, suddenly had a surging spirit and a powerful breath.

"Haha, Ye Fengyun, you underestimate me too much, do you really think that I have lived in vain for more than a hundred years!" Wang Chengting looked at Ye Fengyun coldly: "Actually, the original site of my Wang family is in Jinling, but I moved here after I found this strange cylinder here." ”

When the murderer's rune on the cylindrical platform disappeared, Wang Chengting's whole person was frightened and full of spirit.

"Ye Fengyun, you cost me ten years of life, today, I will use your blood to pay tribute! After I killed you, I went to Jiangguan and killed your father as well. If you are a waster, you will live more if you keep it!"

"Suffered, I didn't expect Wang Chengting to have such a method!"

Countless people looked at Wang Chengting, who was temporarily stranded in the air, in a daze.

At this moment, the aura on Wang Chengting's body is extremely powerful, terrifying, and terrifying.

"Could it be that this is an ancient sacrificial technique?" The crowd of onlookers in the distance, some of which were recorded in ancient books.

"It seems to be, but this kind of sacrifice is very costly, and it has disappeared as early as the end of the Ming Dynasty. ”

"Although the cost is great, the power gained is also extremely strong. ”

When they looked at it from a distance, they could find that Wang Chengting was imposing, like an asteroid, full of energy.

"Yes, look at it, the aura on his body is overflowing, and you can imagine the energy contained in his body at the moment. ”

Among martial artists, most of them depend on the amount of aura in their bodies, and the use of martial arts requires aura support.

Ordinary martial artists store their aura in their muscles and veins, and when they reach the ground level, they begin to store their aura and essence in their blood.

At this moment, Wang Chengting's essence and blood were boiling, like a dragon and a tiger, and above his head, he could faintly see the spirit and spirit emerging with the blood, which was very shocking.

Martial artists are different from Daomen Xuanmen, Xuanmen Daomen, Buddhism, etc., which condenses a golden pill in the body to store aura, while martial artists exist in the tendons and blood.

The two have their own advantages, the advantage of the Xuanmen and others is to condense the golden pill, the aura gathers a little, and various powerful spells can be used, if it suddenly erupts, the combat power is amazing.

However, the weakness is that the physique is too weak, and after being close to the warrior, or after the aura is consumed, there is a lack of self-protection means.

Martial artists store aura in their blood, and since the blood is all over the body, it is not as easy to mobilize it as Xuanmen. However, because the aura is in the blood, it is all over the internal organs, and the physique is refined, and the melee and physical forces are far superior to the Daomen Xuanmen.

The Xuanmen Daomen is called Jindan, and the Buddhism is called the Relic, and several are almost the same.

It stands to reason that the aura of a martial artist, even if he mobilizes his whole body, is definitely not as much as that of Daomen Jindan.

But at this moment, Wang Chengting's situation is obviously different, the surging spiritual power in his body, I am afraid that even the aura generated by the powerhouse in the late stage of the Daomen Ground Rank after setting the golden pill on fire in an instant.

Therefore, Wang Chengting at this time was quite terrifying, even the Dao Sect cultivators in the late stage of the earth level were far inferior.

"I didn't expect Wang Chengting to have such a terrifying method. ”

Everyone didn't expect that Wang Chengting's most powerful thing was not his ghost hands.

"Emperor Ye Nan, most of them are in danger, but it's a pity that he is so talented. ”

"Haha, Ye Fengyun, you never thought of it!" Wang Chengting, who was suspended in the air, looked at Ye Fengyun with contempt.

(End of chapter)