"Careless, Chen'er must be careless!"

Offstage, everyone in the Ye family looked anxious, Ye Wanshan glanced at Wu Cheng, and in order to relieve the embarrassment, he sneered.

But in that eye, he couldn't hide his worry, Ye Wanshan didn't expect that the gap between imagination and truth would be so big.

Offstage, Huo Huan's brows furrowed, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said: "Xuanyang Holy Body, extremely resistant to fire, the artistic conception of fire is useless to him!"

Many people looked at Huo Huan, and then at Ye Qinghuan and them, thinking that Huo Huan was a bit excessive, obviously reminding Ye Beichen.

However, he was an elder of the Liuyun Immortal Sect, and no one dared to say it at all.

However, Ye Wanshan and other high-level officials of the Ye family looked at Huo Huan's eyes full of gratitude.

In the ring, Ye Beichen slowly stood up, looking at the white broken teeth on the ground, his face twitched, and today this face was thrown to his grandmother's house.

He stared at Ye Beichen, his fists clenched, and his internal strength swept out, and the momentum was as terrifying as a mountain and a sea.

"Ye Qinghuan, you're dead!"

"That's what you said, but you're hurt, and I'm unscathed. Ye Qinghuan said lightly.

"Die!"

Ye Beichen roared angrily, his body pounced out like a cheetah, and a thick internal energy gushed out, turning into a fist to protect his fists.

Seeing this, some people lost their voices and said: "Ye Beichen is worthy of being the first genius in Qingyun City in a hundred years, and his internal strength has liquefied at such an age!"

Bang!

In the ring, Ye Qinghuan and Ye Beichen punched each other, and he only felt like a punch smashed on the head of an impacting cow.

That force directly shook him backwards, plowing a trench more than ten meters long on the hard stone ground.

Its fists were even more fleshy, and red blood suddenly flowed out.

"What a terrifying power!" Ye Qinghuan was secretly frightened, not only his fist, but also his hand bones seemed to be cracked apart.

Under the severe pain, it is impossible to exert strength.

But Ye Beichen didn't give him the slightest chance to rest, and at this time, he rushed like a cheetah, and his fist locked on Ye Qinghuan's vital point.

"Are you still here?"

Ye Qinghuan snorted coldly, and immediately used the source of Xuanyang, just now he was fighting completely with the strength of his physical body.

When he melted and broke the stone door, he used the source of pure yang.

But so far, there is only one source of pure yang in his body, and although the power is very large, the number is pitiful.

Airplanes~

As Ye Qinghuan used the source of pure yang, his body slowly turned red, and the clothes all over his body began to smoke under the high temperature.

"Pai Yun Palm!"

Ye Qinghuan slapped it with one palm, in terms of comprehension, he was not protruding, but after getting Fusang, Ye Qinghuan found that his comprehension was super strong.

He has mastered the essence of this set of palm techniques, and after he performs it, he has a momentum that overwhelms the mountains and seas, as if he wants to smash everything.

"That's the artistic conception of the palm?"

Wu Cheng and Huo Huan's eyes shrank, they didn't expect that in this small Qingyun City, there would be two young people with such a transcendent understanding.

The artistic conception of the palm method, this is a situation that can only occur when a skill is cultivated to the extreme.

Although it is far less than the perverted talent of the artistic conception of fire, it can be regarded as a genius!

"It's a pity that he is the Xuanyang Holy Body. But soon, Wu Cheng shook his head and sighed, the Xuanyang Holy Body was not only unable to cultivate.

This kind of physique, as if it is cursed, will not live to be twenty years old at all!

Bang!

This time, the fists collided, and a huge force entered the two of them, and the floor under their feet was instantly shattered.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them threw several strong punches, but they didn't let go.

However, at this time, Ye Beichen's face suddenly turned pale, his body spasmed uncontrollably, and a cold white flame appeared around his body.

"Damn!" Ye Beichen's eyes were full of unwillingness, he didn't expect that the cold evil fire that had just been suppressed would burst out at this time.

At this time, if he was to fight against that flame, he would not have the strength to deal with Ye Qinghuan.

But soon, Ye Beichen was stunned.

After he found that the flames in his body gushed out, they rushed towards Ye Qinghuan's arm.

"Haha, God help me!" Ye Beichen couldn't help laughing, he knew how terrible this yin fire was.

Seeing this, Huo Huan was also stunned, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that Chen'er could already use this evil fire to attack the enemy, it's really a genius." ”

As soon as the words fell, he heard Wu Cheng say: "Brother Huo, it's too early to say, it seems that the little guy is absorbing Ye Beichen's evil fire."