Martial arts become gods

Chapter 681

Hearing Yong's words, the people around were a little stunned for a moment.

Their family is very strange. It seems that they can't cultivate Yuanli, but they are extremely strong, and their strength is linked to their body size. The bigger the body, the stronger the strength.

Normal people can tell at a glance that Yong's body size is one size smaller than Yan's, and his strength is naturally inferior.

In fact, the conflict between Yan and Yong has never stopped. The two seem to be born enemies, so they have faced each other more than once, but each time, Yan wins.

Everyone didn't understand where the courage came from this time.

Yan was obviously stunned for a moment, obviously, he also didn't understand.

"Why, are you scared?" Yong hooked his fingers at Yan provocatively, with a face full of mockery.

"Who is afraid of whom!" Yan roared, and rushed out, shaking the ground.

Yong smiled sinisterly, and then rushed out.

"boom!"

The two of them collided heavily like human-shaped beasts, and a few cracks appeared on the rock shell immediately.

A circle of shock waves spread out, and everyone backed up at the same time, even Mo Xian.

Although the Yan family has no origin power, their physical strength is indeed terrifying.

"Snapped!"

The hands of the two people were twisted together, and then they exerted force on each other, actually using the most primitive hand-to-hand combat.

It can be clearly seen that the muscle mass under their clothes is about to bulge, and the outline is very clear, like a piece of rock.

"Crench!"

The two exerted their strength to the extreme, and there was a teeth-stinging rubbing sound from their bodies.

"Tsk tsk, Yan, you disappoint me. After so long, you are still standing still." Yong looked at Yan mockingly, and then slowly separated Yan's arms.

Yan's complexion was a bit ugly, he knew Yong very well, and the opponent's strength seemed to be multiplied, and even he was a little bit irresistible.

This is very abnormal. Their lifespan is very long, and their strength increases very slowly. It can almost be said to be determined by innate conditions. This change of Yong is really contrary to common sense.

But he was not reconciled to being defeated by Yong, so he could only squeeze his strength desperately.

"Yan, you let me down!" Yong laughed mockingly, then suddenly yelled, he lifted Yan up to the sky, and then threw it out heavily.

"Hiss!" Seeing this scene, there was a gasping sound from around.

Yong actually defeated Yan?

This made them really unable to believe their eyes.

"Bang!" Yan's body rubbed against the ground violently, and sparks flew everywhere.

After a full tens of meters, he stabilized his figure, clasped his hands tightly to the ground, and firmly pressed his feet against the ground.

Even so, he still rubbed backwards for a certain distance before he managed to stabilize his figure.

Yong's power is too strong, even he can't compete.

"Haha, did you see that the lineage of the patriarch has already disappeared." Yong Zhangyang laughed wildly, and at the same time looked at Yan with disdain.

"You bastard!" Yan roared, jumping directly from the ground, and his whole body was like a cannonball bombarding Yong, and then punched out.

"Trash!" Yong laughed grimly, and then easily caught Yan's unreserved punch.

When he exerted force suddenly, Yan's fists creaked unbearably, and his face flushed instantly.

"Did you notice that he has an unusual aura!" Kong Ling approached Mo Xian and whispered in his ear.

"En!" Mo Xian nodded. At the beginning, he felt that it was not normal. There was indeed a kind of fluctuation in Yong's body that was different from those around him. It should be this kind of existence that made his strength stronger. Quite a lot.

But that kind of fluctuation is very obscure, he can't be sure what it is, and he can't be sure whether it really exists.

Moreover, this is a matter within the Yan clan, and it is not easy for them to intervene at this time, they can only be a bystander.

"How could you have such a strong power!" Yan desperately resisted the power he used, and said with difficulty.

"Haha, you are too weak!" Yong's expression froze, he suddenly lifted his whole body into the sky, and then smashed it down heavily.

"boom!"

The ground was directly smashed into a big hole, but Yong didn't stop, but continued to smash.

During the whole process, everyone was dumbfounded, Yan actually had no power to fight back under Yong's hands.

However, even though they are members of the tribe, no one stopped them. Their rules are like this. As long as the person concerned does not call to stop, they will not interfere, unless it is a particularly critical situation.

Mo Xian couldn't stand it any longer. This was not a fight, it was clearly crushing.

But as soon as he moved, two majestic and mighty bodies stopped in front of him, one of them said: "Outsiders, this is a matter within my clan, and we will use our own methods to solve it."

Hearing this, Mo Xian had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and back away.

"Haha, admit defeat, you are not my opponent at all!" Yong Kuang laughed.

"Don't even think about it!" Yan's attitude was very tough.

"Hmph, let me see how long you can keep your mouth shut!" Yong snorted coldly, his arm suddenly exerted strength, he swung the rock a few times in the air, and then smashed it down again.

However, Yan saw the opportunity and entangled Yong tightly, so the two fell to the ground together.

Then at this opportunity, Yan suddenly turned over, directly pressing Yong under him, and smashed down with his huge fist at the same time.

"boom!"

Yan's counterattack this time was effective, and his fist hit Yong's head heavily, almost nailing his entire head into the ground.

"Looking for death!" Yong roared, and actually followed Yan's fist that was thrown down again, and then directly lifted it away. At the same time, he stood up suddenly, and slammed his knee into Yan's lower abdomen.

Yan's reaction was also extremely fast, blocking Yong's knee with both hands, and at the same time directly using his head as a weapon, hitting Yong's head.

"boom!"

The heads of the two hit one place heavily, and there was a shocking muffled sound.

There was an uproar all around, such a collision was so eye-stimulating, even Mo Xian felt his scalp go numb, and his ears seemed to be buzzing.

Due to the great strength, the heads of both of them were thrown back, and four blood arrows could be clearly seen spraying out.

"Damn it, you asked for it!" Yong Nu wiped the blood off his face, and his face suddenly became much more ferocious.

The two wrestled together again, still in the most savage and direct fierce hand-to-hand combat.

The clothes on their upper body soon became strips of cloth, revealing their muscular bodies, which were scarred and exuded a strange luster, but possessed an unusual sense of beauty.

Sweat and blood were splashing, and the two of them seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, tireless.

What Mo Xian watched was silently smacking his tongue. He had never seen this kind of fighting style before. It simply showed the aesthetics of violence to the extreme.

But soon, Yan was suppressed again and could only defend passively.

At this time, his face was almost deformed, his eyes were swollen and narrowed, and his vision was greatly affected.

(End of this chapter)