Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Their fists got closer and closer, and finally they collided completely.

"Bang!"

A dull voice blew up. One of them was illusory, but contained great power. The other was strong in self-cultivation without any fancy. They simply broke ten meetings with one force!

After this punch, Ye Feng was hit by the powerful impact and flew directly out of the hole. After flying for nearly 100 feet, he stopped.

A wisp of blood oozed from the corner of his lip.

It seems that the nine heavy weapons in the virtual world are not strong enough for him to defeat. This fist just made Ye Feng understand the gap between himself and the nine heavy fighters in the virtual world.

The black shadow of Yin Jiuyi paint also flew out of the hole and stopped in front of Ye Feng.

Seeing that the other party was still standing and looked not seriously injured, Yin Jiuyi showed a trace of horror in his eyes.

It's not what he thought before.

It was only a virtual environment with three levels. He was not killed by his heavy fist, or even seriously injured.

And at the moment, Yin Jiuyi sensed that there were bursts of numbness on his right fist because of the strong counterattack of the other party, which also caused a shock to himself.

Obviously, the power contained in Ye Feng's fist is far more than his actual realm can show.

With a gloomy face, he stood in the void and looked down at Ye Feng.

"With your fist, my brother died well! But if you want to fight with me, it's still young."

Ye Feng's eyes flickered and didn't answer.

Until now, he just managed to hold down his vitality, which became extremely disordered due to the impact of powerful forces.

"Hoo..."

Ye Feng breathed out a long breath. After the blood essence stone swam away in the body, all the injuries were recovered.

He looked at his trembling right hand, but his eyes showed a little excitement.

"The nine heavy experts in the virtual world are really powerful with all their strength... However, it doesn't seem that they can't win!"

With the blood essence stone in hand, as long as the injury does not reach a certain critical point, it can recover in a very short time, and the other party obviously does not have such a secret treasure.

Even if you hurt yourself and fight for your life, you may not lose, let alone

Ye Feng, with a smile on his mouth, moved under his feet and rushed forward again.

It's also a "dry palace Tianquan"!

Seeing that the opponent actually launched an attack again, Yin Jiuyi had to suppress his doubts for the time being, even though he was extremely surprised.

After a cold hum, he also punched Ye Feng.

Almost the same punch as before collided again.

But this time, the same sound of fist collision as just now didn't sound. On the contrary, Yin Jiuyi felt that the focus on his fist suddenly failed. His powerful fist unexpectedly had a feeling of emptiness in the void.

Then, suddenly, RuRu heard a muffled sound, and a fist suddenly appeared in front of him. In an instant, it had been blasted on his chest.

"Wow..."

A powerful moment hit Yin Jiuyi's chest, and his chest sank directly in an instant. At the same time, his throat was sweet and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"How... How did this happen?"

Yin Jiuyi retreated dozens of feet, and the unbelievable in his eyes was countless times stronger than before.

The same trick, the same attack, caused different consequences.

This

Is it true that you have lost your sight?

His expression was finally dignified.

Ye Feng smiled and showed a relaxed expression.

People are making progress. If the same move suffers at the beginning, it will certainly be adjusted and improved when used for the second time.

The second fist that Ye Feng broke out just now did not directly choose to fight Yin Jiuyi like the first fist.

Because after the first fist test, Ye Feng has understood that the other party is, after all, a master of the nine empty realms. The huge gap in the realm is like a gap, which is inevitable in a short time.

It's an impossible task to beat Yin Jiuyi with a positive encounter.

However, "Qiangong Tianquan" contains tianattribute yuan power, which is not just a hard hitting fist.

The ethereal nature of heaven is very important. If you give up this feature, Ye Feng might as well fight the enemy with "benggong mountain fist" or "Ligong fire fist".

Therefore, in the second fist later, Ye Feng used the ethereal feature of the attribute of heaven to make Yin Jiuyi think he still wanted to hit with that fist, but in fact, he was surprised and hit the key.

In this way, even if he is seriously injured, I'm afraid it will bring him some big trouble

Inside the cave on the other side.

Wang Haoran and the corpse will also fall into a war.

After the black mist was refined into a corpse general, he was afraid of loss. He only knew that he would fight purely under the control of Yin Jiuyi. A pair of golden eyes, full of cruel and cruel colors, roared and rushed at Wang Haoran.

Up to Zhang Xu's figure jumped in the air. Above his head, there was a painted black villain spinning, which suddenly increased his strength several times.

Originally, it was just a simple beginning to enter the king's territory. At this moment, it broke out with a momentum similar to Wang Haoran, coupled with the fierce look of fearing death, which made people feel like they were going to be heartbroken at first sight.

With a flash of body shape, he came directly to the top of Wang Haoran's head, then closed his two fists, condescended, and aimed a punch at elder Wang in the air.

This fist was more powerful than that of Ye Feng and Yin Jiuyi. It was surrounded by flying sand and stones. The sky and the moon were dark, with great power.

Wang Haoran also couldn't help but change his face, frowned and gave a cold drink: "people don't people, ghosts don't ghosts. I'll get rid of demons and guard the way."

He really regrets it now.

I regret why I should be headstrong. I regret not listening to Ye Feng's reminder and giving each other time to become stronger.

But regret is obviously useless.

At the moment, he can only take back the color of shame and anger in his eyes, and his look becomes extremely dignified.

Slowly and deeply took a breath. After taking a breath, it was like inhaling the vitality of heaven and earth in the whole void into his stomach. Elder Wang's lower abdomen suddenly swelled up, and then his body was slightly stunned and his palms turned over.

Suddenly, a palm print that was several times larger than the fist shot down by the corpse stiff exploded and went away against the corpse stiff falling in mid air.

Compared with this huge palm print, the fist seems very weak, just like a hammer facing a wall.

But the hammer was so fierce that it broke through the palm print blockade with a loud bang and fell straight down