Corpse Town Eternal

"Your next opponent is a late-stage Jindan cultivator under my second brother. Do you have confidence? If not, find a way to jump off the ring as soon as possible to avoid losing your life."

Just when Ye Han woke up from meditation, Fu Jingfeng reminded him.

After all, Ye Han is the only Golden Core Stage cultivator under his command, so he naturally doesn't want anything to happen to Ye Han.

"It's just the late stage of the Golden Core. It's not like I haven't killed anyone before." Ye Han said rather disdainfully, "Get your spirit stones ready."

Not long after, the battle on the stage was over. The old eunuch announced on the stage, "Now, I would like to invite fellow Daoist Chen Zhou and fellow Daoist Ye Han from the Canglong Kingdom to come onto the ring."

When he heard his name being called, Ye Han appeared directly on the ring in a flash.

Chen Zhou also stepped onto the ring, looking at him eagerly, with a hint of sneer in his eyes.

"Both of you are from Canglong Kingdom. If you can, don't be cruel." The old eunuch reminded softly.

As soon as the old eunuch finished speaking, Chen Zhou's arrogant voice rang out, "Father, what you said is wrong. We are fighting for life and death. How can we hold back? If we accidentally kill this Ye Shehanhan, If he was killed by a punch, he could only blame his own bad luck."

"I hope your body is as hard as your mouth." Ye Han said in a cold voice.

Chen Zhou's eyes flashed coldly, "Boy, I will beat you into a puddle of mud later."

Chen Zhou is one of the few physical practitioners in the Canglong Kingdom. He has always been domineering and has offended many people, but his strength is not weak.

As the competition began, Chen Zhou took a step forward and struck Ye Han with a punch.

Ye Han didn't flinch at all and also punched out.

Neither of them used any martial arts, it was just a pure strength competition.

"Boom~"

The two fists struck each other, and Chen Zhou felt a huge force coming from his fists, which made his whole arm numb. Shen Xing even "kicked" and took a few steps back.

Ye Ming, on the other hand, stood there motionless.

"How is it possible? You are only a mid-stage Golden Core body cultivator. Why are you stronger than me?" Chen Zhou said in shock.

Not only Chen Zhou was shocked, but also the monks watching under the ring were in disbelief.

Ye Han had faced spiritual cultivation before, so it was understandable that he couldn't compete with Ye Han's powerful physical body. However, now that Chen Zhou is a physical practitioner in the late stage of Jindan, his realm is even higher than that of Ye Han, and he actually fell behind in a pure strength competition. Go downwind.

"Trash, you really think that realm can represent everything." Ye Han said disdainfully, then stepped forward and started a hand-to-hand fight with Chen Zhou.

Both are physical practitioners and both are good at close combat.

For some reason, this kind of fist-to-flesh fight made the blood in Ye Han's body boil, and the blood flow in his body became faster.

Like his own zombie body, he likes this simplest and crudest way of fighting.

"Boom~"

The two punched each other in the chest at the same time, knocking each other away at the same time.

Ye Han stepped on it, and a swallow turned over in the void and landed firmly on the ground. Except for the mark on the chest where it was hit by Chen Zhou's punch, there was nothing strange about it.

On the other hand, Chen Zhou was directly knocked to the ground by this punch. His body plowed a deep ravine on the ring, his chest was obviously collapsed, he didn't know how many ribs were broken, and there was blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth. .

"Bang." Under the ring, the second prince slapped the armchair and stood up suddenly, staring at Ye Han above the ring. If his eyes could cut people, Ye Han would have been executed by Ling Chi.

However, the second prince's anger was useless and could not change any status quo.

Chen Zhou is the strongest among the people he has recruited. As for the golden elixir perfection monk, even if there is one, he will not take refuge in him, but will go directly to his ancestors.

Although they are both members of the Canglong King's royal family, there is still a big gap in treatment.

Fu Jingfeng naturally noticed the second prince's loss of composure, and was ecstatic in his heart, but he did a good job of saving face.

"Second brother, victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. As a prince, don't you have this bit of magnanimity?"

The second prince suddenly turned his head and stared at Fu Jingfeng with murderous intent.

Fu Jingfeng was extremely proud at the moment. Not long ago, the second prince said such things to him, and now, he returned it harshly.

This is more than just a slap in the face.

Although the eldest prince was surprised that Ye Han could defeat Chen Zhou, he was still happy to see the second and third dogs bite dogs.

With Ye Han's character and the enmity between the second and third princes, he would definitely not show mercy.

The second prince will lose a subordinate who is in the late stage of Jindan. No matter how you look at it, it is very beneficial to him.

As for the third prince, he has insufficient background. Even if Yehan is there, he will not take him seriously.

"Second brother, you've really lost the face of our prince by being so rude. It's really not possible. After the competition is over, why don't we just find someone to do Yehan? What's the use of sulking here?" The eldest prince still didn't forget to Gonghuo. road.

Fu Jingfeng and the second prince both turned their attention to the eldest prince. Although they knew that the eldest prince wanted them to fight, the second prince couldn't bear it. If his subordinates were killed by Fu Jingfeng's people and didn't do something, their subordinates would People will also be disappointed in him.

Therefore, even though the eldest prince knew that he was a fire fighter, he had to jump.

"Humph." The second prince snorted coldly, sat down directly, closed his eyes, and simply couldn't see anything.

As for Chen Zhou, in his eyes, he was already a dead man.

"Big Stone Fist, die." After being repelled by Ye Han again, Chen Zhou roared loudly, his muscles knotted and veins bulging, as if he was mobilizing all the strength in his body.

After all, he was a cultivator in the late Jindan period, so Ye Han did not dare to be careless at all. He clenched his right fist and was ready to deal with Chen Zhou's punch at any time.

But what surprised everyone was that Chen Zhou did not concentrate all his strength between his fists, but directly infused it into his legs. Then he kicked his feet and stepped on a deep pit on the ground. His body rushed to the edge of the ring like a cannonball, wanting to jump off the ring directly.

This change shocked everyone. It seemed that they did not expect that Chen Zhou, who had shouted slogans louder than thunder and was full of momentum, actually chose to escape directly.

Although Ye Han was stunned by Chen Zhou's sudden escape, he was dreaming of escaping from the ring.

With light footsteps, his body was like a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye he had already caught up with Chen Zhou, and then punched Chen Zhou without mercy.

Chen Zhou saw Ye Ming suddenly catching up with him like a ghost, and was immediately frightened, "How is it possible, how can you be so fast?"