Yi Yunfei's face was a little more serious, his blood breath was agitating, and he still threw a punch without evading it, blasting towards the figure whose whole body was shrouded in golden armor.

The two fists collided in the air, and the waves of qi burst out towards the surroundings, and in the huge roar, Yi Yunfei and the old man in the golden armor each took three steps back. Yi Yunfei's eyes flashed with excitement, and the eyes of the golden-armored old man under his face armor revealed a bit of solemnity.

However, this solemn look was only a flash, and soon, the old voice said with a bit of mockery: "No wonder you dare to break into my god realm alone, but you can be regarded as a little capable, with the naked eye, mortals can actually find out a few essences of my god clan's cultivation exercises on their own." It's a pity, your pride ends here, my Protoss has been inherited for hundreds of millions of years, how can you inherit the exercises that you can grasp out of thin air as a yellow-mouthed child? You should thank me for letting you see what the real Protoss exercises are before you die. ”

As he spoke, the man let out nine roars like firecrackers, and shouted loudly: "Nine orifices, open!"

As the nine roars sounded, an increasingly terrifying power of qi and blood appeared out of thin air between this person's chest and abdomen, and the power of endless blood suppression increased several times out of thin air. Yi Yunfei only felt that the blood veins in his body roared violently like the Yangtze River, as if he had lost control, as if he was about to rush out of his body at any time.

However, not only did he not have the slightest panic, but his face was full of joy, and he finally knew that the acupoint space that had been opened up was truly wonderful. Under the [Tianyantong] cast, where is there any secret of the opponent's technique in his eyes? Every trace of his breath changes fell into Yi Yunfei's eyes.

Without waiting for the man to make a move, Yi Yunfei did not hesitate to operate his qi and blood according to the method he had just learned, and a roar also sounded in his body. The same terrifying power of qi and blood also emanated from him, and the suppressed discomfort of Fang Cai had disappeared in an instant.

"Shaft, where did you steal the exercises of my God Clan?" the old man's voice roared with endless anger and surprise.

"Tell me quickly, where did you steal the exercises of my god clan, if you explain honestly, we can spare your life! As long as you scatter your skills and abolish your whole body cultivation, we can let you go!" A short-haired old man with dark skin and white hair walked out of the back of the crowd, his face extremely solemn. The many Protoss monks who had made way of a path saluted respectfully towards this person, and this person's status as a Protoss was extremely respectful.

"If you want to fight, where did you get so much nonsense? Since you don't want to talk about people, then I'll fight until you say people!" Yi Yunfei didn't have much interest in arguing with them now, but was a little eager to try how powerful this method was just obtained.

"Lao Jiu, you can make a move! Remember to leave him with his life, the leakage of the exercises, not to be underestimated, you must let him tell the source of the exercises!" The black-faced old man frowned slightly, and did not say much to Yi Yunfei, waved his hand towards the golden-armored monk, and said lightly.

"Eighteen tricks, open!" the Jin family monk sneered, and drank softly, and a thumping sound came out of his body again, and his qi and blood power actually more than doubled again out of thin air. He looked at Yi Yunfei with disdain, and approached Yi Yunfei step by step, and with every step he stepped on, the ground trembled violently, as if his not tall body already weighed hundreds of millions of catties.

"I see!Eighteen tricks, isn't it amazing?" Yi Yunfei's eyes were full of excitement, and the banging sounds in his body rang out one after another, nine, ten, eleven......

Countless Protoss cultivators covered their mouths in disbelief, for fear that they would exclaim in surprise if they were not careful, they looked at Yi Yunfei like a monster, and their minds were already in chaos. They clearly heard that the continuous sound rang for twenty-seven times before stopping, plus the previous nine sounds, Yi Yunfei had thirty-six roars on his body.

"He has opened the thirty-six tricks? How is this possible? According to Yang Ruoxi, this person is only in his twenties at most, and his real cultivation is only three or four years, how did he answer? The patriarch is an old man who is amazingly talented, and he has also opened twenty-seven tricks at this age!"

"If only he were a disciple of my Protoss, it's a pity that such an amazing and brilliant character is going to die in the end!" Feeling the power of the incomparably terrifying bloodline on Yi Yunfei's body, the surrounding Protoss monks couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

"Still can't fight?" Yi Yunfei looked at the somewhat sluggish golden-armored monk with a leisurely gaze, hooked his fingers deeply, and asked lightly.

"Remarkable, at a young age, you have opened thirty-six tricks, and I admit that you are the most gifted genius I have ever seen. It's a pity, you're still going to die!" the golden-armored monk was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his head and rushed towards Yi Yunfei with his steps. The figure was still in mid-air, and the roar on his body kept ringing like firecrackers, and he was still opening the hole.

"Isn't it great, then I'll show you what it means to be truly remarkable!" Yi Yunfei haha, he also rose in the air and greeted the man, his body also resounded with a crackling sound, and countless points opened in a moment. The power of qi and blood climbed all the way, always pressing the golden-armored monk.

"Seventy-eight, seventy-nine......"

"Ninety-three, ninety-four......"

The two of them were fists and feet in the sky, roaring and terrifying. However, those Protoss monks on the ground no longer seemed to see this terrifying battle in their eyes, their faces became more and more solemn, and they listened attentively to the roars in Yi Yunfei's body, and counted in a low voice. Every time a number comes out of their mouths, their faces become a little ugly.

"What kind of demon is this? Is he really in his twenties? One hundred and seventy holes have been opened, and there is no intention of stopping, where is his limit?"

"Uncle Nine has already opened two hundred and ten acupoints, he should be able to stop him! No matter how amazing he is, he is not very old after all, it is impossible to exceed two hundred acupoints!"

This kind of self-comfort did not last long, because in the exclamation of many people, the number of acupuncture points opened in Yi Yunfei's body had exceeded two hundred, and it was still increasing. The breath of blood here is steaming like fire, and everyone seems to be in a furnace. The terrifying qi and blood pressure system of the two people who were constantly fighting was suppressed to the depths of everyone's blood, and they could no longer be forcibly supported, and began to retreat rapidly into the distance.

"The trick he opened has actually surpassed Uncle Jiu?How is this possible?" An exclamation sounded from the crowd, and the golden-armored monk was punched in the chest by Yi Yunfei. The roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and after the iron fist and the golden armor collided, it let out a roar like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

The golden-armored monk flew upside down like a cannonball, flying a distance of tens of thousands of meters before forcibly controlling his body and stopping. His golden armor was full of cracks, and a mouthful of red blood spurted out from the cracks in his visor.

"Even the Heavenly Punishment Divine Armor can't stop the power of his punch?Uncle Nine is injured!" everyone exclaimed, and their eyes looked at the black-faced old man in unison.

Yi Yunfei was intoxicated with a certain understanding, and the roar of those tricks on his body had not stopped, crackling all the way. His eyes also looked at the old man with a black face, and there was no joy or sorrow on his face.

"Three hundred, three hundred, oh my God, how is this possible?" someone was still counting, and when the roar exceeded three hundred, there was a loud scream. The people of the Protoss were already shocked to the point of numbness, and the eyes they looked at Yi Yunfei had changed from surprise to deep fear.

"Three hundred and thirty-one, three hundred and thirty-two, he has surpassed the second generation patriarch of our clan, this is the most powerful master in the records of our clan, what is going on? Doesn't it say in the classics of the Protoss that no one can cultivate the exercises of the Protoss to perfection?"

"Three hundred and fifty-nine, three hundred and sixty ......" When these two numbers were softly shouted out from the mouths of the crowd, the place had fallen into a dead silence.

"Is this the rebirth of the ancestor?Great Perfection, he actually cultivated to the Great Perfection?How is this possible?" The terrifying bloodline power made the entire space seem to be boiling, and the hearts of countless Protoss monks who were suppressed were shocked, if it wasn't for the strong form suppression, there was even an urge to bow and worship.

Countless people's eyes looked at the short-haired old man with a black face, and everything in front of them was beyond their comprehension, and they were already at a loss. I don't know how to deal with this situation, so I can only wait for the person to make a final decision.

The black-faced old man's originally straight body became much more rickety, and his golden eyes were a little cloudy, as if he had aged a lot in a moment. He was silent, looking at Yi Yunfei with complicated eyes, his thoughts were constantly churning, and his face was constantly changing.

Yi Yunfei quietly realized this incomparably powerful power, his eyes seemed to be still looking at the black-faced old man, and he didn't seem to be wandering into the world, and there was no focus in his eyes.

"The secrets of the Protoss Exercises must not be allowed to be leaked, the higher his cultivation, the greater the harm, and the more he can't get out alive. Gather the Great Array of Gods, capture him, and wait for us to find out the secret of the consummation of the exercises from him, and then kill him!" After a moment, the look in the black-faced old man's eyes became firm. His eyes looked at Yi Yunfei again, and he gently waved his hand at the dozens of gold-armored monks beside him.

After a brief hesitation, dozens of golden-armored monks let out a soft roar, their bodies flashing rapidly. A moment later, they used a very mysterious distribution to surround Yi Yunfei in it.