"Gao Zhaotian, I am confident that it is my business, what does it have to do with you, I want to remind you, once you can't kill me, I will go to the fairy world to publicize this matter and Zhaotian hair loss together, I see if you still have the face to mix in the fairy world."

Yang Yibu smiled evilly and said to Gao Zhaotian, his intention to say this was obvious, he was forcing Gao Zhaotian to do it to himself.

"Hahaha, boy, do you think the old man really doesn't dare to kill you."

Gao Zhaotian laughed angrily and said that he was really angry by Yang Yibu's words, and at the same time strengthened his determination to kill Yang Yibu.

"Gao Zhaotian, if you can kill me, what are you still talking about, just do it, why bother to be like a girl."

Yang Yibu said sarcastically to Gao Zhaotian, and at the same time, he also showed disdain.

"Boy, who do you say is a, you give me a death~".

Gao Zhao yelled at Yang Yibu in a hurry, he was a Mahayana master standing at the top of the pyramid, and Yang Yibu scolded him as a girl.

This is something that uncle can't bear, and aunt can't bear it, Gao Zhaotian, who was angry, raised his palm.

"Whew~" Gao Zhaotian, who was angry, slapped Yang Yibu straight with his palm.

"Thorn Horn~" A sound like metal rubbing sounded, and a slippery spark was splashing around Gao Zhaotian's palm.

Which is the spark caused by the speed of Gao Zhaotian's palm being too fast, and rubbing too violently with the surrounding air.

Wherever Gao Zhaotian's palm passed, a large area of space was constantly collapsing and shattering.

The infinite spatial wind blade was accompanied by tiny black holes, constantly sweeping in the void.

Gao Zhaotian was extremely angry, and his palm used at least sixty percent of his strength.

What is the concept of the six successful powers of the Mahayana masters, and which power is the power that can destroy a world.

Gao Zhaotian's sixty percent of his strength, if it bombarded the immortal realm, with the solidity of the immortal realm, it would immediately disappear and turn into nothingness.

"Gao Zhaotian, your current palm is much stronger than the previous one, and in my eyes it can only be regarded as so-so, but it is still far from enough to hurt me."

Yang Yibu raised his head, his eyes fixed on Gao Zhaotian's huge palm that was getting closer and closer to him.

This time, Yang Yib also did not resist, this is not that Yang Yib does not want to resist, but his own skills are insufficient, and it doesn't mean much to resist.

Now Yang Yibu only has the petals of the small petal of the Thunder God Flower in the dantian that can pose a threat to Gao Zhaotian.

This is a sharp weapon at the bottom of Yang Yibu's box, and he doesn't want to use it on Gao Zhaotian's body, so as to expose his big killing weapon prematurely.

Once this kind of big killing weapon is known by the opponent, it cannot be regarded as a killing weapon if it is guarded, and it can only pose a threat to the opponent.

Since Yang Yibu can't use his own killing weapon, why is he still there, angering Gao Zhaotian in the three places?

It's because Yang Yibu wants to see if his body, which has been tempered by the Thunder God's flower tens of billions of incinerations, can withstand the peak blow of a first-level monk in the Mahayana period.

"Boom~" Because Yang Yibu did not fight back, Gao Zhaotian's palm that could destroy the world carried a terrible killing aura.

Unhindered, a palm slammed into Yang Yibu's body.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal Pedal ~".

At the moment when Gao Zhaotian's giant palm was approaching, Yang Yibu's body began to retreat frantically uncontrollably.

"Boy, it's too unreasonable for you to not die like this."

Seeing that his palm bombarded Yang Yibu's body without any hindrance.

Gao Zhaotian ruthlessly, cruelly cracked his big mouth and laughed silently.

In Gao Zhaotian's heart, Yang Yibu, who endured his earth-destroying palm, even if he didn't immediately turn into a blood mist, he would have to become torn apart and shattered.

Even, Gao Zhaotian has already made a move to ban Yang Yibu's Yuan Infant without physical protection.

Gao Zhaotian has reason to believe that under the palm of his six successful powers, Yang Yibu's Yuan Ying will not be smashed together with his body.

Because before, Yang Yibu easily caught his own casual blow, which shows how powerful Yang Yib's body is.

"How is that possible?".

But in the next second, a scream soared into the sky, and this scream was emitted by Gao Zhaotian.

His voice was like the scream of a wild cat that has been stepped on by its tail.

His screams were so sharp that a black cloud formed by the qi above his head was blown apart.

Gao Zhaotian's eyes were many times larger than a cow's egg, and even a mammoth could not fill it with a large cracked mouth.

"Knock~".

Yang Yibu stomped the void violently, stomping the void under his feet to the ground.

After shaking his body a few times, Yang Yibu finally controlled his retreating figure, and then stood firmly.

"Boy, you took a hard blow from the old man's six successes, and you were fine."

After the shock, it took a lot of effort for Gao Zhaotian to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart, and his eyes stared at Yang Yibu for a moment and said.

In Gao Zhaotian's mind, the six successful powers of the first level of his Mahayana period struck a blow, and Yang Yibu, a small monk of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage.

It should immediately turn into a blood mist and disappear, even if it is not good, it can tear Yang Yibu apart and turn him into a stump and a broken arm.

But now the situation is the opposite, Yang Yibu not only did not turn into a blood mist, but also did not become a stump and a severed body.

The most important thing is that Yang Yibu didn't even suffer a single injury, not even a small mouthful of blood.

After Gao Zhaotian finished reading Yang Yibu, he looked at his palm again, he really couldn't believe such a result.

"What the hell are you monsters".

Gao Zhaotian, who had come to his senses from the shock, stared closely at Yang Yibu, who looked a little disgraced, and asked.

"Hey, hey~, Gao Zhaotian, I'm sorry, I'm not dead or injured, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I can answer your question, I'm a human being, not a monster."

Yang Yibu smiled slightly, glanced at Gao Zhaotian, and said in an extremely slow voice.

"Boy, tell me, what kind of exercises are you practicing."

Up to now, the only thing Gao Zhaotian could think of was that Yang Yibu had cultivated an amazing defensive technique.

Gao Zhaotian had to think about the exercises, because he didn't find that Yang Yibu had used any defensive treasures at all.

If Yang Yibu used up the defensive treasure, it would be impossible to hide from him who had the cultivation of the Mahayana period, which was even more difficult than kicking the sky.

"Exercises? Gao Zhaotian, you are coveting my exercises."

Yang Yibu looked at Gao Zhaotian with some amusement and said, but Yang Yibu felt that Gao Zhaotian was not wrong to explain his perverted defense from the exercises.

Although he said that he had not deliberately cultivated some kind of defensive exercises, his body had been burned by the Flower of Thor.

It can also be regarded as a practice that has cultivated a certain and extreme and is very rejuvenating.

"Cut! Boy, you think the old man will covet your exercises, the old man is just curious about your turtle-like defensive exercises, if the old man guesses correctly, you are only strong in defense, and you are just garbage as for the rest."

After Gao Zhaotian's initial shock, he had calmed down and slowly analyzed the situation of the kid in front of him.

In fact, Gao Zhaotian's analysis is not wrong at all, except for the metamorphosis of Yang Yibu's body, everything else is indeed rubbish compared to the monks of the Mahayana period, but his big killer weapon is not among them.

"Gao Zhaotian, my practice is a turtle shell, what's wrong, if you have the ability, come and break my turtle shell."

Yang Yibu didn't hide it, he generously admitted that he was strong and perverted in defense, you have the ability to fight.

"Boy, don't get complacent too soon, there will always be a time when strong defenses will be broken, believe it or not".

Gao Zhaotian looked at Yang Yibu coldly and said, he was telling the truth, even if Yang Yib's defense could not be broken among monks of the same level.

But his Gao Zhaotian is different, he Gao Zhaotian is a Mahayana monk, while Yang Yibu is only a Yuan Infant monk, and he is not at the peak.

As long as he was given time, he would definitely break through Yang Yib's defense.

"Gao Zhaotian, I know what you said is the truth, when the perverted defense has been breached, but my defense will never be broken by you."

Yang Yibu said categorically, sonorously and powerfully, he Yang Yibu is not a dead man, he will not stand where and let Gao Zhaotian attack without moving.

Now he is allowed to be attacked by Gao Zhaotian and does not move, which is in order to test his ability to resist attacks, whether he can withstand the peak blow of a first-level monk in the Mahayana period.

After he finishes the test, he will not stand stupidly and let Gao Zhaotian attack, at least Yang Yibu can still do it.

"Boy, you don't have to be ashamed, the old man will spend more effort at most, once not twice, twice not three times, I want to see how many times you can withstand the old man's attacks."

Gao Zhaotian brazenly said to Yang Yibu that he, a monk of the first level of the Mahayana stage, actually played a cheeky role in front of a small junior monk of the early ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Gao Zhaotian, you are really thicker than the city wall, I don't know if your words were passed into the fairy world, do you still have the face to mix in the fairy world."

Yang Yibu chuckled lightly and said to Gao Zhaotian sarcastically.

At the same time, Yang Yibu is also threatening Gao Zhaotian, he wants to pass Gao Zhaotian's shamelessness back to the fairy world, so that Gao Zhaotian has no shame to mix in the fairy world.

"Boy, do you think you can still pass everything that happened here back to the fairy world."

Gao Zhaotian didn't accept Yang Yibu's threat at all, he looked at Yang Yibu and said with a hideous smile.

"Gao Zhaotian, you don't have to worry about whether it can be passed back to the fairy world, but I believe that it won't be long before your shamelessness spreads throughout the fairy world."

Yang Yibu looked at Gao Zhaotian and said with a faint smile.