A Tongyuan realm whose strength has fallen to this extent, what is it that is not a sick cat?

Ye Chen grabbed the dog stick in his hand, and without waiting for the other party to react, he shot directly.

The wind sounded, and this stick fell directly on the top of the man's head!

"Huh, it's a spiritual weapon!"

Seeing the dog-beating stick in Ye Chen's hand, the man's eyes froze, he didn't expect to see a spiritual weapon in such a place.

"You use this kind of thing, it's really a tyrannical thing!"

A spiritual weapon, but it is an existence that can make the powerhouses of the Tongyuan realm also excited!

"If you want it, then take it!"

Ye Chen's voice sounded, and at the same time, there was only an afterimage left in the dog-beating stick in his hand!

The man's gaze sank, and a spiritual barrier appeared in front of him.

The dog-beating stick slammed into the barrier.

The next moment, a crisp cracking sound was heard.

"Click!"

The man looked at the barrier in front of him, and cracks filled it.

The barrier shattered, and the dog-beating stick followed!

Call!

It was still the sound of breaking wind, and the man reached out to grab the dog-beating stick.

But the moment he held it, a huge force poured out of the stick, and the terrifying force made the man's face change suddenly.

This huge force pierced through the man's arm, causing his face to change slightly.

Even the internal organs suffered a certain shock at this moment!

"There's something wrong with this person!"

The man's brow furrowed.

He could clearly feel that the strength of the other party's burst out had far surpassed his cultivation!

There is not only the help of spiritual power, but there is also another.

"The physical body, it is definitely the physical body, and this person is also a physical body cultivator!"

The man was a little more dignified.

Looking at Ye Chen, he actually had a feeling that the other party's physical body was even purer than his own!

"What kind of body quenching technique is this guy cultivating, and it can have such an effect!"

The man was puzzled in his heart, and Ye Chen shot again.

This kind of resoluteness makes the man a little puzzled, is he the stronger one?

Ye Chen's stick fell, and the man stepped forward directly, taking advantage of the fact that the dog beating stick had not yet fallen, he directly smashed the side of the dog beating stick.

The dog beating stick shifted direction, and the man took advantage of this gap to shoot at the same time!

He originally thought that this was Ye Chen's fatal empty door.

But he didn't expect Ye Chen to also fall with a punch!

"Eight Desolation Fist!"

Ye Chen said secretly, and at the same time as the spiritual power poured into his fist, it was suddenly divided into eight stages of dark energy, sometimes scattered, sometimes converged.

The two fists collided together in mid-air, and a wave of energy swept away, disturbing the treetops on the side and swaying!

The two flew upside down at the same time, and after landing on the ground, the man's heel slammed into the ground, instantly stabilizing his body.

Ye Chen, on the other hand, had been taking more than ten steps backwards before he could barely hold on.

The gap between the two is also clear at this time.

But the man didn't take advantage of this opportunity to make a move, the hand that he smashed with Ye Chen just now was faintly painful, and his whole hand was constantly trembling.

He glanced inwards in disbelief.

A dark energy quietly entered his body at some point.

Before he had time to disperse, he was directly divided into eight.

The eight dark energies were like dragons entering the sea, and they instantly became violent.

It is like a weak rain in autumn, under the action of a strong wind, it instantly turns into a torrential rain!

The power of the eight violent realms continued to wreak havoc in the man's body.

The man's face was slightly ugly, and he had to separate a spiritual power to fight against the dark energy.

But at the same time, he couldn't show the slightest flaw on the surface, in Ye Chen's opinion, the man looked relaxed at this time.

Ye Chen didn't rush to make a move, because after the fight just now, a system prompt sounded in his head.

"Eight Desolation Fist Proficiency: 2!"

Quietly, the proficiency of the Eight Desolation Fist actually increased.

"It seems that as long as you use it in battle, the proficiency of combat skills can be quickly improved. ”

Thinking of this, Ye Chen looked at the man.

What about the strength of the Nine Grades of the Qiyun Realm, as long as it is not the peak, there is no fatal threat to itself.

In his opinion, the other party is not an enemy at all, but a target!

Of course, the man didn't know what Ye Chen was thinking, he only saw that after just a few breaths of rest, Ye Chen actually came again.

On the way over, Ye Chen put the dog-beating stick into the stick on his back!

"This guy wants to fight me with his fists?"

The man was puzzled.

It's hard to beat the other party and don't know that he is a member of the Demon God Sect?

"You will pay for your hubris!"

A hint of anger appeared on the man's face, and he felt humiliated.

"If you want to die, I will satisfy you!"

The man also swept out.

The dark energy in the body is directly forcibly suppressed!

"Eight Desolation Fist!"

Ye Chen didn't care about the remaining spiritual power in the dantian at all!

Two fists are smashed out at the same time, two fists, which is equivalent to using two combat skills at the same time!

Sixteen dark energies, the moment the two of them made contact with their fists, quietly poured into the man's body.

The violent force between the man's fists also made Ye Chen uncomfortable, and his arms gradually weakened.

But at this moment, Ye Chen seemed to be crazy, endured the pain in his arms, and shot again!

The two fought each other, bounced off each other, and then Ye Chen rushed up again!

Fight, bounce away, and rush up again!

In just a dozen breaths, the fists of the two of them were smashed at least five or six times!

The intense load even made the man a little overwhelmed.

But he could be sure that Ye Chen was definitely more uncomfortable than himself!

After a fight, Ye Chen's body directly and uncontrollably smashed to the ground.

"Eight Desolation Fist Proficiency: 26!"

Ye Chen kept panting, and the pain in his arms as if he was tearing made him clench his teeth.

"This guy is so weird, why do I feel that every time he makes a shot, the strength he shows is different, and he is getting stronger and stronger!"

The man muttered as he took advantage of Ye Chen's hard time to recover his strength.

Ye Chen tried to stand up, but when he was only halfway through, he couldn't support it and fell directly to the ground.

Seeing this, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are very smart, if you don't consume it with me with this strength, with my strength, I can kill you within three rounds!"

The man looked at Ye Chen lightly, with disdain in his eyes, as if he had seen through Ye Chen.

Who would have thought that Ye Chen snorted coldly, raised his head, and looked at the man.

"You're thinking too much, I just want to try my newfound skills on you. ”

"What!"

The man's pupils shrank.

Try your skills on yourself?

How is this possible?

"Hmph, do you think this kind of talk will work for me? If you want to provoke me, I think you should have a lesson from the past!"

Ye Chen was able to make such a firm move, presumably because he had been secretly snooping just now, so the man said this.

"I want to kill you, I don't need it!"

Ye Chen said lightly.

"I'm not ashamed, I want to see, how can you, a seventh-grade ant of the Qiyun Realm, kill me?"

The man said coldly, and then swept towards Ye Chen.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!