“What happened to me?”Ye Chen's mouth corner picks: "Didn't you think that Lao Tzu's fist was harder than yours?"

The golden-clad boy nodded slightly...

Without denying, Ye Chen’s fist is beyond his imagination... Now he feels that the whole arm is numb...No, he can’t feel that he has an arm...

The moment I just touched... my own fist is like hitting a huge iron block on top of... its own strength is absorbed by the other party...

However, Ye Chen’s smile deepened, “It was so fast... it didn’t make sense...”

Brush...

His fist did not move, his body jerked close to the golden lad, and whispered a few words in his ear: "Have you ever heard of the inch?"

What is it?

The golden-clad boy looked over his face and looked at Ye Chen suspiciously, obviously... he had not heard what was the strength...

One foot forward... slightly twisting around the waist...

The strength of the body is concentrated on the shoulders... "In Huaxia, there is a very powerful martial arts master... his name is Bruce Li..."

“Hold on!”

Ye Chen's right arm suddenly emerged a very short force...

This force broke the right arm of the golden-clad boy, and his fist was fiercely pressed against his chest.

Bang!!

His body retreated rapidly... but Ye Chen did not let him succeed...retreat?The old man hasn’t hit enough...retied Nima...

Screaming . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"In our Huaxia, there are still a lot of martial arts masters ... such as Zhang Sanfeng..." said ... Ye Chen's body bowed, the back was tightly attached to the front chest of the golden-clad boy...

The other’s body fell from his face.

Blow up on the ground! 🙂

“Uh . . eighteen palms of the dragon...” loosened the golden-clad boy’s arm . . . Ye Chen’s hands were like phantoms . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

埔嚔 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

The ribs on the chest of the golden-clad boy did not know how many were shattered... A face looked at Ye Chen in horror... "What's this?

It's hard...

Whether it is the fairy world, the divine world, the underworld, the hell world, and even the wizarding world and the Shulu world, when have you heard of these tricks?And why have the masters in Ye Chen’s mouth never heard of it themselves?

Don't say that the golden-clad boy is forced...

Chu Xian, Qin Guang, so that the ghosts and demons of the purgatory world will all be embarrassed...

“Is this morning really just the hell of the underworld?”Why is it that even the adult is not his opponent...” The ghosts will shake their hearts, don’t want them...

In their hearts, the ghosts of the underworld will certainly not be as good as the ghosts and demons of the purgatory world...then, those hells must not be the opponents of adults... because the realm is different.

But now it seems that their idea is too childish...

And Qin Guang and Chu Xian are not much better...

Is this the prison world?How does it feel bad?

Is it because Ye Chen is too strong and perverted?Or is the golden lad too weak?Why is it not different from what you think?

Speaking of morning...

“What tricks?Haven't you heard of it?The old man will give you a good idea today...”

One hand around the chest...

Bang!!

“Foshan has no shadow feet...”

Bam...the golden lads are kicked and flown... and then they feel dazzling... except for the feet and the feet and the feet and the girls... the pimples are all on the top of their bodies...

Blood came out one after another...

“Oh, yes, there’s one of the best punches...must let you know...”

“The Chinese Gods, the King’s Eight Fist...”

I saw Ye Chen's hands rounded up, there is no rule, a mess hit...

The essence of Wang Baqi's boxing is stitched with the see, rounded up, is dry... until the other side has no power to fight back, can only be successful... For this kind of boxing method, Ye Chen is simply cultivating to the pure green fire...

This spoon with a fierce fist and foot beat... directly hit the golden-clad boy's nose swollen, vomiting blood countless ... lying on the ground, in addition to the coarse fist gasping sound...

The mind is full of the shape of the king eight, how does the dark king eight punch in the water?

“Ask you something... something that matters to your life and death...” Ye Chen stood in the middle of the hall, looking contemptuously at the golden-clad boy lying on the ground.

“What does the shaman have to do with you?”

He said, holding out two fingers...

Brush ...

The fire is on the fingertips...

The golden-clad boy heard the problem of Ye Chen, and was shocked... When he looked at him, his eyes were full of resentment...

“Don’t look at me like this...I’ll let you die... really... don’t think I’m joking with you anymore...” As I spoke, Ye Chen simply crouched next to the golden-clad boy...

"This day, the fire is indestructible, can burn all the creatures in the world... of course, he can also slowly burn... let you feel the torture of the body, the destruction of the soul... until you take your last breath... you can even feel the heart stop beating...the soul disappears a little bit...I believe that the taste must be very painful... very enjoyable..."

“It’s just that the person who suffers is you... and I must be very enjoyable to look at.”

Now Ye Chen is like a demon looking at the golden lad... as if the other person's life is a funny toy in his view.

The golden-clad boy did not immediately answer Ye Chen... he was thinking...

A person can go from the word to today's position, the brain is not ordinary ... know how to think can progress...Even if he has now been beaten into a pig's head, he is still thinking that he and Ye Chen's realm can be said to be almost the same...Even if he faintly rises a little above him... Why is there no power to fight back?

Looking back on the first step of losing yourself, how does that feel?There are many people in the world who are harder than their own fists, but the realm of those people must be very strong...

The witch...

There is only the power of the witch in the world that is born.

Thinking of this... he looked at Ye Chen again... feeling the breath on each other... but was it not the power of the witch?

“You are a witch.”

What is it?

Ye Chen asked a serious question... As a result, the goods said that they were a witch... "I Cao... you only see it?"

It is no secret to the fact that he flows the blood of the witch family, Ye Chen never deliberately disguises his blood.

“You really are a witch.”

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