Ye Fan spread his hands and said speechlessly, "I didn't say I was a Taoist!"

Dong Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with thoughts, and he looked at Ye Fan, whose qi and blood were like a furnace, and his yang energy was rippling twenty meters. His expression was solemn: "You are a martial artist."

"You have vision." Ye Fan nodded.

"Hmph, you are not a Taoist and you dare to meddle in your own business! People who practice martial arts, I have killed a lot, and their yang energy is really delicious."

"There was once a martial arts master who was also killed by me and sucked up the yang qi. Today, I will also break your limbs and suck up the yang qi."

Dong Xiaoyu's voice fell, her arm stretched forward, and in the blink of an eye, it extended more than ten meters, crossing the volley, and grabbing Ye Fan with her sharp five fingers.

"Tear!"

Ye Fan moved slightly and his body deviates.

Dodging this blow in an instant, Dong Xiaoyu was also ruthless. No matter what, his arms were smoking blue smoke, and he still attacked Ye Fan relentlessly.

Ye Fan turned around, dodged the attack, found a gap, counterattacked directly, and slapped Dong Xiaoyu's arm.

【Ding!Host attacks Dong Xiaoyu, merit points +3]

"Crackling!"

Dong Xiaoyu's arm suddenly burst into smoke, he cried out in pain, and with red eyes, he grabbed Ye Fan's shoulder again.

Ye Fan couldn't dodge, and five bloodstains were scratched on his shoulder. Ye Fan endured the heart-piercing pain, grabbed Dong Xiaoyu's arm, turned Jiuyang's true qi, carried the qi and blood, and suddenly shook his palm.

"Boom!"

The yin qi surrounding Dong Xiaoyu's arm dissipated and turned into blue smoke, and her arm also shattered.

Dong Xiaoyu was also shocked by Ye Fan's palm.

【Ding!The host shatters Dong Xiaoyu's arm, merit points +3]

"what……"

There was a shrill scream in the barren mountains and graves, Qiu Sheng's hair stood on end, and his scalp was numb.

"You can actually hurt me?" Dong Xiaoyu once again condensed his spiritual body [-] meters away, and his body kept flying.

Chapter 38

Ye Fan simply closed his eyes and concentrated on perceiving where Dong Xiaoyu was.

"Oh!"

Dong Xiaoyu was overjoyed when she saw Ye Fan closed her eyes, thinking that she had seized the opportunity to attack Ye Fan again.

Ye Fan stretched out his left hand to block, and suddenly there was a dull loud noise.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan transferred Jiuyang True Qi into Dong Xiaoyu's spiritual body along the palm of his hand, and Jiuyang True Qi was stained on his body, and Dong Xiaoyu's body crackled like dry wood bursting in the fire.

Dong Xiaoyu hurriedly mobilized yin qi to extinguish Jiuyang's true qi.

The resentful spirit and Ye Fan were fighting in the wilderness for a long time. From time to time, there would be explosions and blue smoke. Dong Xiaoyu didn't get the slightest benefit.

【Ding!Host attacks Dong Xiaoyu, merit points +3]

【Ding!Host attacks Dong Xiaoyu, merit points +3]

"How can his qi and blood be so strong? I can't even get close to his body." Dong Xiaoyu shouted angrily with a gloomy face. He could only attack remotely and use the technique of resentment.

"Boom!"

The boulder flew over and hit Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's feet sank, his waist exerted force, and he punched out, and the boulder shattered under the iron fist.

"Crack!"

The boulder was torn apart, and Ye Fan staggered his feet, walking in the wilderness like the wind, and the ground cracked wherever he passed.

Dong Xiaoyu was surprised by Ye Fan's speed, and even more surprised by the strength of Ye Fan's body, that countless gravel could not hurt him.

When she was in a daze, Ye Fan had already come to her.

"Although I am not, but my blood is like a furnace, and my yang is like a scorching sun, I can still kill you."

Ye Fan spit out a mouthful of white horse training, and then punched Dong Xiaoyu's spiritual body.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this punch is at most extremely powerful and terrifyingly destructive.

But in the eyes of evil spirits, ghosts, zombies, spirits and monsters, it is clearly visible that the fists are wrapped in thick blood and blazing flames.

"Oh!"

A punch fell and hit Dong Xiaoyu's chest.

With the broken face and the yang fire attached, Dong Xiaoyu's spiritual body suddenly ignited with the chest as the center, making a sizzling sound, and the clothes of the spirit body's resentment all turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

【Ding!The host smashes Dong Xiaoyu's clothes, merit points +3]

Dong Xiaoyu grabbed it in the air, and a strand of tulle covered her body.

She gritted her teeth and looked at Ye Fan: "If you hurt me today, you will be in a nightmare day and night."

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