As the name suggests, Tank Man is not only as big as an armored tank, but even his preferred way of fighting is like an armored tank, directly rampage forward.

Zhang Ying and Liu Sheng joined forces to kill, and the pressure of their own Martial Ancestor Realm was permeating, forming an aura of coercion, crushing towards the rushing tanks and others.

Suddenly, the Dragon Shadow Warriors such as the Tank, the Lone Wolf, and the Mountain Tiger all sensed a strong sense of oppression, and their strength was far from being as powerful as Ye Junlang, who could resist the coercion of the Martial Ancestor Realm.

Therefore, when the Martial Ancestor Realm of these two ancient martial powerhouses was overwhelming, the tanks were immediately greatly affected in their actions, and that strong sense of oppression made them feel a burst of discomfort, whether it was their own speed or breath, etc., they were all affected and disturbed.

Rao is like this, the tanks are still rushing forward under that pressure, maybe their individual combat strength is nothing in the eyes of these Martial Ancestor Realm powerhouses, but the Dragon Shadow Warriors have been able to become the most powerful special combat organization in China over the years not by their individual ability, but by the strength of team cooperation.

Therefore, the momentum of the five of them was condensed together, and the momentum of the incomparable iron-blooded killing made people look at it and be moved, under the condensation of this momentum, they could slightly offset some of the coercion and persecution from the powerhouses of the Martial Ancestor Realm, but the pressure they were under was still extremely heavy.

Rumble!

Zhang Ying took the lead in punching, and his hands attacked and killed a style of ancient martial arts boxing one after another, and his own dark strength turned into gang, and layers of boxing gangqi were shown in the fist, and he just bombarded the tank that rushed up first.

"Break it for Lao Tzu!"

The tank roared, he rushed forward with his fist, the large muscles on his arms swelled up, and his surging explosive power surged out, with an incomparably strong momentum to meet Zhang Ying's ancient martial arts fist attack.

Bang!

When Zhang Ying's fist fell, the burly body of the tank couldn't help but shake, a pair of thick eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and then an unstoppable majestic ancient force crushed him, Rao is body explosive force was as strong as a tank could not resist, and his body was falling backwards.

However, Zhang Ying's fist momentum was not over, and there were still two fists chasing the retreating tank.

At this time, a figure flew out from the side of the tank, and the momentum was like a fierce tiger in the mountains, brave and unstoppable, it was a mountain tiger.

The mountain tiger roared angrily, and he parried with his crossarm to Zhang Ying's pursuit of the tank's fist.

Bang!

The mountain tiger still couldn't resist it, and was shocked back by Zhang Ying's fist.

However, since then, the ancient martial arts boxing that Zhang Ying attacked and killed has also been cracked.

Laugh at!

A figure rushed towards Zhang Ying like a fierce wolf waiting for an opportunity to kill the enemy, and at the same time, the edge of a saber flashed, and the murderous horizontal cut towards Zhang Ying's throat.

The lone wolf attacked, and just when the tank and the mountain tiger attacked and defused Zhang Ying's fist, he made a decisive attack, and the saber in his hand stabbed Zhang Ying's throat.

Zhang Ying's eyes sank, and in the face of the lone wolf's blow, he had no time to breathe, so he could only tiptoe a little and retreat backwards to avoid the lone wolf's attack.

As soon as Zhang Ying retreated, the tank and the mountain tiger joined forces again, and rushed towards Zhang Ying like a dragon one by one.

On the other side, Shi Yan and Mo Dao attacked Liu Sheng.

Liu Sheng himself has already suffered some injuries, before Ye Junlang and him exchanged injuries for injuries, he punched Ye Junlang, but Ye Junlang was like no one. Ye Junlang's punch landed on him, and Rao raised his arm to block in time, but he still received some injuries.

Rao is like this, no matter how Liu Sheng says it, he is also a strong man in the Martial Ancestor Realm.

Under the joint efforts of Mo Dao and Shi Yan, they were still suppressed by Liu Sheng, if it weren't for the fact that this was a Dragon Shadow warrior who had undergone intensive special training, his own ability to resist pressure and adaptation, and cooperate with all aspects was extremely strong, and if he was replaced by other special combat soldiers, he would really not be able to fight against the powerhouse of the first level of the Martial Ancestor Realm.

The battle between Ye Junlang and Tiantongzi has also reached a white-hot point.

Rao is Ye Junlang has already stimulated all his extreme potential, whether it is his own Jiuyang qi and blood or gravity potential field, it has been stimulated to the strongest point, and the power of the condensed secret realm has reached a peak, and this is still the power of the secret realm that has been strengthened and tempered by the secret method of power evolution.

But he was still suppressed by Tiantongzi.

After all, Tiantongzi is a middle-level powerhouse in the Martial Ancestor Realm, and with Ye Junlang's current strength in the Sixfold Realm of the Secret Realm, he is equivalent to crossing the two realms to fight against Tiantongzi.

In such a situation, he still has the power of a battle, and he has not been completely suppressed and knocked down by Tiantongzi, which is already extremely against the sky.

"Seven Yao in the sky, kill me!"

Tiantongzi watched Ye Junlang being forced to retreat, he shouted again, and evolved his ancient martial arts fist to the extreme, a majestic and vast dark power condensed out, and with the evolution of his fist, a heavy fist gang qi immediately tore through the void, and finally formed a fist shadow that passed through the sky, and killed Ye Junlang with the momentum of a storm.

Such a fist is terrifying.

Ye Junlang's eyes sank, an endless fire of war burned in his eyes, his own Jiuyang Holy Body blood boiled, and a power of Jiuyang Qi and blood flowed towards the power secret realm, as the power of his secret realm burst out, he blocked with his fist, parrying the terrifying punch that Tiantongzi had attacked strongly.

Rumble!!

Tiantongzi's punch fell, and a roar broke out, Ye Junlang seemed to be unable to resist the crushing of Tiantongzi's punch, and his figure suddenly retreated backwards to the side and back.

On a closer look, the direction of Ye Junlang's retreat is exactly the position of the tank, the mountain tiger, and the lone wolf against Zhang Ying.

At this time, under Zhang Ying's fist attack, the tank and the mountain tiger both had a trace of blood spilling out of the corners of their mouths, and the two of them were responsible for confronting Zhang Ying's fist attack head-on.

Therefore, both of them have been shocked and coughed up blood, but fortunately, they have undergone extremely cruel intensive training, and their bodies are extremely strong, otherwise they would have fallen down a long time ago.

The lone wolf was in charge of the kill, so he was less affected and less seriously injured than the tank.

Rao was wounded, but they never took a step back, nor were they afraid of the slightest, they became more and more courageous, the fighting intent in their eyes was burning, and they had a strong belief supporting them.

At this moment, they saw Ye Junlang who was rapidly retreating, the speed of retreat was getting faster and faster, and their own aura was getting stronger and stronger, and in the end, the domineering and incomparable power that diffused from Ye Junlang's body could be called covering the sky and the sun, and their own gravity potential field had also reached a peak, completely swept towards Zhang Ying.

In the process of retreating, Ye Junlang was already evolving his fist momentum, and after approaching Zhang Ying, he roared violently-

"I have a punch to turn Jiuyang!"

Zhang Ying's heart was awe-inspiring, he felt the masculine and domineering supreme aura that Ye Junlang was approaching in an instant, he turned around abruptly, and when he turned around, he saw the nine fist marks under the imprint in the void like nine rounds of blazing sun, head-on towards him.