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Chapter 323 One Punch Is Enough (First update, please subscribe)
"I didn't expect that although the fellow Taoist practiced for a short period of time, his Taoist heart was already as strong as a rock, but the poor Taoist underestimated the fellow daoist."

Pharmacist clasped his palms together, sighed nondescriptly, then turned his gaze to Yasha King, motioning him to block Yu Yuan.

King Yaksha clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body was tense. Although he didn't want to face Yu Yuan, his great enemy, at this moment, he still had to obey the pharmacist's orders.

Fortunately at this time, Wuzhiqi laughed and pointed at him with a wrought iron rod, and laughed wildly: "Where are you looking, we haven't finished that fight just now!"

King Yaksha heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward without hesitation, and punched Wuzhi Qi.

Although he is more afraid of Yu Yuan now, but he still has a high fighting spirit and a heroic attitude towards other people.

"Give me death!"

King Yaksha jumped up suddenly, his body spinning in the air like a spinning projectile.He slapped his hands down suddenly, and suddenly a powerful storm burst out, blasting towards Wuzhiqi.

"This is the joy!"

Wu Zhiqi let out a loud shout, and dodged with his body, his figure was as agile as a spirit ape.

He bent his legs, kicked the soles of his feet in the air, and rushed towards King Yaksha at a speed faster than lightning.

In an instant, a sharp light shone in his hand, and the iron rod turned into a lightning-like shadow, and it went straight to the Yasha King's face and smashed it.

Sensing Wuzhiqi's intention, King Yaksha crossed his hands to protect his face, and powerful magic power surged out, forming a thick protective barrier. At the same time, a pair of arms stretched out from under his ribs, each holding a sharp scimitar , cut out two bright sword lights.

Wu Zhiqi took a quick step back, relying on his keen perception and reaction speed, he waved the iron rod in a row, blocking a series of smooth and sharp attacks from King Yaksha.

The strong wind howled, and the blade pierced through the air.

King Yaksha roared, and rushed towards Wuzhiqi again, several cold black air rose from his body.

At this moment, his figure became erratic, and he attacked Wuzhiqi from all directions at the same time.

The latter was so focused, his gaze was like lightning, that he found a flaw in the gap between Yasha King's rapid flashing, turned his body quickly, and smashed his stick on Yasha King's chest with incomparable precision.

King Yasha was caught off guard, and when he opened his mouth, a stream of blood sprayed out. At the same time, his body shook violently, and he flew backwards like a cannonball.However, he quickly stabilized his figure, roared, and rushed towards Wu Zhiqi like a wild beast, and launched a fierce counterattack again.

The battle between Wuzhiqi and King Yasha is far from over. The two of them are considered to be equal opponents. Both of them are full of fighting spirit, and they disassemble the opponent's offensive with superb and experienced skills.

When they were fighting, Yu Yuan looked at the pharmacist who was sitting in lotus posture on the colorful lotus platform, and said slowly: "I have been hit by you just now, now it's your turn to taste my fist... …I don’t know if you, the head of the Western Church, dare to take a punch from me?”

The pharmacist frowned slightly, then relaxed it again, and said calmly, "Why don't you dare?"

While speaking, the whirling world behind him moved forward like a scroll, blocking in front of him.

Apparently he was using this world as a shield.

If Yu Yuan's fist wanted to hit him, he had to cross this whirling world first.

This is a real small thousand world, not an illusory projection.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful Yu Yuan is, it is impossible to punch through a small thousand world.

Yu Yuan didn't care about this, he took a light breath, and the blood in his whole body gradually boiled, as if being ignited by a flame.

He stretched out his right hand, the veins on his arm burst out, and the scorching blood ran wildly in his body.

The Burning Blood Mysterious Art is a supernatural power used by the monsters to fight for their lives. It can burn the blood essence in their whole body to transform it into a majestic force, which can explode several times, or even dozens of times, than usual.

This supernatural power is almost equivalent to treating oneself as a torch, squeezing out all the potential, and doing the last dance with all your strength!
Ordinarily, those demon gods and immortals would consider using this supernatural power only when they were in extreme despair, because once they used this supernatural power, even if they survived by luck, they would definitely run out of fuel and become a power that had completely disappeared. Useless.

However, for Yu Yuan, this terrible price became his way of tempering blood essence under the effect of [Reversal].

Basically, every time he uses the Burning Blood Mysterious Art, it is equivalent to letting him exchange blood essence.

The burned blood essence was blasted out with majestic power, and at the same time, new blood essence was continuously produced in the body, and the new blood essence contained even stronger power and potential.

As the scorching breath ignited the blood essence, the power in Yu Yuan's body surged crazily, and every drop of blood essence seemed to release endless energy.

He shouted loudly, all the muscles in his body burst out, and he punched the pharmacist fiercely.

The huge power condensed into a fist shadow, which was like a shooting star, tearing the sky and the earth apart.

The Whirling World that stood in front of Medicine Master was pierced through like paper.

Pharmacist's eyes widened suddenly. Although he was prepared, he was not ready for such a punch.

In astonishment, it was too late to escape.

He could only raise his arms and quickly make a fearless seal to resist.

"boom!"

A loud roar sounded, and the medicine master was hit by Yu Yuan's punch, his arms were directly broken, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball.

In the sky, black clouds billowed, and thunder and lightning flashed.

Fiery ripples visible to the naked eye interweave in the air, constantly hitting the surrounding rocks.

This is just the aftermath, and the pharmacist who bears the brunt has already drawn an arc in the air, slammed into a big mountain in the distance, and directly smashed through the mountain wall, stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

This punch was like a shattering blow, and the majestic divine power engulfed the pharmacist in a rampage. Along the way, the jagged and dangerous peaks that pierced into the sky were directly shattered into powder, and even the dark clouds like a curtain in the sky were divided into two halves, revealing a clear blue sky and bright lights. sunshine.

At first glance, it was as if the world had been punched in half.

"hiss!"

Boy Bailian, who witnessed all this up close, involuntarily gasped, feeling his scalp go numb.

Wuzhiqi and King Yasha, who were in the midst of a fierce battle, also stopped at the same time, their eyes full of surprise and shock.

Especially Yasha King.

After seeing the power of this punch, his psychological shadow increased a bit, and he was almost on the verge of despair.

How could he win against such an opponent?
At this time, Taoist Ran Deng looked at Yu Yuan expressionlessly, without saying a word, rode into the sky on the plum blossom deer, and disappeared into the clouds in the blink of an eye.

Obviously he knew that with the defeat of the pharmacist taught by the West, it would be useless for him to stay any longer.

Yu Yuan didn't pay any attention, turned his head to look at Boy Bai Lian, and said with a smile: "Can you hand over the God's Banner now?"

"I……"

Boy Bailian swallowed, without the slightest thought of resisting.

He is just a little Taoist boy, in terms of the realm of Taoism, he is the lowest among so many people present, and anyone who stands up at random can crush him to death.

This is also one of the reasons why the Western religion sent Yasha King to take over.

If the Incense Fire Shinto wants to continue to develop, there must be a master who can stand on his own.

Boy Bailian is fine for a small fight, but he is not qualified for a large scale.

Facing Yu Yuan's demands at this moment, Boy Bai Lian was afraid and frightened, for fear of being sent away with a punch.

But the Yushen Banner is a treasure that controls thousands of incense and fire gods. If he really wants to hand it over, all his hard work over the years will be in vain.

Just as he was hesitating, the bruised and wounded pharmacist flew back from a distance, and said in a low voice, "Give him the imperial banner."

"Yes."

Boy Bailian responded, and quickly took out a large black banner.

Its shape is rectangular, and the banners seem to be made of some kind of soft silk. The texture of silk is soft and smooth, as light as feathers. The patterns on the banners are finely drawn, or the faces of gods, or some kind of mysterious Runes, every detail reveals mystery and solemnity.

(End of this chapter)