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Chen Yu stared at Yuwen Du, his body exuded a jade light, integrating a kind of great avenue into his body, he could feel that the powerful qi and blood were boiling, and he was a powerful flesh body cultivator.

Fang Lin walked over, his face was gloomy, and said, "Senior Brother Chen, who is your next round of opponents!"

"I don't know, it's a monk named Yuwendu. Chen Yu said, although he didn't know him, he couldn't help but feel his blood boiling when he looked at the eight-foot-tall burly monk among the monks of Xuanxin Peak.

"Yuwendu, damn it, it's him!" Fang Lin gritted his teeth, his expression panicked.

"According to legend, Yuwen inherited the barbarian bloodline, was selected by the monk of Xuanxin Peak, practiced the glazed golden body trick since he was a child, and after the initial Ning Dan, in the sea area of Xiaoyao Sect, with his bare hands, he directly exploded a demon beast in the middle stage of Ning Dan, and became famous in a battle, almost invincible among the monks of the same realm!"

"When he became famous, he has been under the control of Elder Xuanxinfeng, and it is said that his cultivation has reached the late stage of Ning Dan, and his flesh body has condensed immeasurable golden body glass, and ten thousand laws cannot be broken!"

Fang Lin finally became dignified, if Mo Fengxue was terrifying, it was because he had cultivated the Wind and Snow Treasure Book, if he broke the Wind and Snow Treasure Book, Mo Fengxue would be equal to half less threat, and this Yuwen Du was simply a humanoid beast, his body was not broken, he was on a rampage, and no one wanted to fight for his life with a flesh monk with a turtle shell on his back.

"Barbarian blood, very rare blood. Chen Yu said, he had read some classics, recorded the legend of the barbarians, that is a kind of alien monk, specializing in the flesh, after the completion of the body can be born flesh runes, like the Taoist magic power to fight, very magical.

He was very excited, and he couldn't wait to have a battle with this barbarian monk to explore the secret method of barbarian cultivation.

Fang Lin was speechless, Chen Yu was full of enthusiasm, and he didn't listen to him at all.

In the direction of Xuanxin Peak, Yuwen walked out of the crowd and stepped in front of Chen Yu, like a dragon's muscles that could hardly even hide his robe.

Yuwen Du stood in front of Chen Yu and Fang Lin, unscrupulously contemptuous, powerful qi and blood were tumbling, and his heart was beating like a bell, and he walked like this, exuding a powerful qi.

"I heard that you despise Xuanxin Peak and want to challenge the young monks of Xuanxin Peak, I want to say that having me is enough. He grinned, and there was an aura of ancient desolation in his blood, which had awakened the blood of the barbarians.

"I haven't fought before, how do you know, and things that look very sturdy often break when touched!" Chen Yu laughed, not caring about Yuwendu's provocation, but taunting him and causing him to be angry.

"To deal with you, I can do it with one hand, what kind of bullshit Xingzun supernatural power, even my physical body can't be broken!" Yuwen said, this time out of the level even his master has clearly said that the glazed golden body is enough to resist any Dao magic power of the same monk.

Chen Yu is just a mid-stage Ning Dan cultivator, and he only knows a little star venerable supernatural powers, and he is not afraid at all.

Hearing Yu Wendu's words, the faces of the surrounding Zodiac monks turned dark, and they couldn't wait to scold.

This Yuwen has really inherited the barbarian bloodline, with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, and in one sentence he offended all the monks of the first line of the zodiac.

"One hand, don't be ashamed, I'm afraid that I will break your turtle shell if I hit it hard. Chen Yu sneered.

"Chen Yu, the next time we meet, I will break your neck!" Yuwen Du breathed a rough breath from his nostrils, like a brute bull.

"You don't need next time, you can do it today!" Chen Yu pointed to the ring, "Dare to fight me now!"

"Now?" Yuwen looked at the ring that had not yet dissipated, and hesitated in his heart.

"Are you afraid?" Chen Yu said.

"Since you want to die early, then I will do what you wish!" Yuwen clenched his fists, looked at Chen Yu's weak body, and showed a cold smile, thinking whether he should abolish Chen Yu's hands or feet.

Chen Yuchang laughed, took a leap, like a white crane in the sky spread his wings, his body was vertical and horizontal, he came to the ring paper again, looked down at Yuwendu and said: "Do you dare to fight in the ring!"

Yuwen roared angrily, took a step forward, stepped on a deep mark, and rushed into the ring.

"Today's battle is not fun, let's do it again!" Chen Yu laughed wildly, his dark pupils full of war intent.

A Mo Fengxue didn't let Chen Yu enjoy it today, not to mention that he inherited the true dragon bloodline, he preferred that kind of fist-to-fist battle, and the opponent was a barbarian bloodline, he wanted to see what was so strange about this inheritance of the ancient method of refining the body.

There was a treasure light on his body, and the true dragon blood was boiling, not manifested to the extreme, and there was nothing unusual to see, but the strong impact of the blood boiling turned into a wave of qi, shaking away the surrounding dust.

"What is he going to do!"

Many monks were shocked, wasn't the first round of the rematch over? Why did Chen Yu run to the ring again?

Chen Yu glanced at the countless monks in the audience and said, "Shouldn't the people of my generation have a good fight?"

"Well said!" Wind Remnant stepped out and came to the ring, "Who dares to fight me!"

Ye Shatian chuckled, and also stepped into the ring, waiting for his opponent.

Ning Shenzong couldn't see any expression, and silently stepped into the ring.

The Lingxu Daoist looked at the figure in the field, smiled slightly, and said, "It seems that the young man is still strong in blood and courage. ”

"Yes, I want to be higher than the sky when you and I were young, but time has passed, so I can only be a dying old man and follow the way of heaven, how can I have the courage of my youth. The Qingxu Zhenren sighed, he and the Lingxu Daoist knew each other when they were young, and until now, hundreds of years have changed too much.

"Since they want to fight, let them be!" said Guixu Zhenren chuckled.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled.

On the ring, Yuwendu's body exuded a violent aura, and a touch of golden dao patterns gradually entwined like a dark color, born from his body, and an extreme golden light appeared from his body, and inch by inch of his skin turned into a piece of golden glass.

The golden light flashed, like the Dao pattern of the talisman and the blood blended again, and the golden glazed body lay across the ring.

"Chen Yu, I only throw three punches, if you can withstand my three punches, I will let you go!" Yu Wendu said, he was very confident in himself.

"I only punch three times, if you don't die, I'll let you go!" Chen Yu replied.

"You're asking me to kill you!"

Yuwen was furious, and Chen Yu provoked him repeatedly and four times, making him murderous.

He waved his fist, like a golden-bodied Buddha, his entire arm bulged, exuding golden light, and a piercing explosion sounded with a punch, directly enveloping Chen Yu.

Chen Yu shook his fist, and the flesh and blood underwent an astonishing change, and the flesh and blood of the entire arm were wriggling, as if covered with a faint layer of scale armor, but he concealed it very well, and no golden mangs appeared.

Rumble!

The two fought together, the glazed golden body exuded this terrifying bloodline deterrence, and there was a mysterious power born from the bloodline, a long time ago, to crush everything.

But Chen Yu didn't fluctuate at all, as if he was very passive in the face of this punch, and he faced it very calmly.

"I heard that you also practice physical supernatural powers, it seems that I underestimated you before. Yuwen sneered, he had just exerted five points of strength.

"Needless to say, come again!" Chen Yu had a cold face, he felt the mysterious power of Yuwen from his blood, this time he increased a few more strengths, and wanted to try again, one after another golden scales intertwined on his fist, fleetingly, condensed into a lotus fist seal, and directly blasted over!

"Look for death!"

Yuwen was no longer tempted, and a barbarian rune appeared on his fist, smashing directly at Chen Yu.

But before he arrived, he felt a wonderful force spread on Chen Yu's fist print, like endless dark gold through his fist directly to his body.

Bang!

Yuwen quickly retreated, all his strength was unloaded on the ground, and he stepped out two lines of deep marks.

"Impossible, how could he be so powerful!" Yuwen still couldn't believe it, a surge of qi and blood rushed to the crown, and the talisman dao patterns around his body appeared again, turning into layers of mysterious dao patterns floating in the flesh, as if they were about to float out at any time.

"The text born from the bloodline is a barbarian script, although it is not very clear, but it is very similar to the dragon-shaped script on the Golden Divine Gate!" Chen Yu seemed to touch that kind of text, and engraved a dragon-shaped divine inscription that he had realized from the Golden Divine Gate in his flesh and blood, and an astonishing change occurred.

Almost every piece of flesh and blood is blessed by the gods, which is surprisingly powerful and has inexhaustible strength.

"Come again. This time, Chen Yu waved his fist, and the strength of all the flesh and blood was gathered, like a dragon-shaped divine inscription carved in the flesh and blood engraved on the fist, as if there was a dragon roaring.

Yuwen Du also rushed out, like a desolate ancient sacred cow, and all the flesh patterns turned into the oldest horn sound of the barbarians, rushing towards Chen Yu.

Crack!

With the last punch, a true dragon mark rushed into Yuwendu's body, destroying all his flesh runes, and the glazed golden body seemed to crack, and pieces of blood gushed out from the cracks in his flesh.

A golden figure rushed out of the ring and landed in full view of everyone.

Chen Yu walked out of the ring, covered in blood, which did not belong to him, but to Yuwendu's blood.

He looked at the Xuanxin Peak monk wantonly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, I accidentally crippled him!"