I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

"Thunderbolt!"

Seeing the terrifying shadows of fists coming towards him like a rain of flowers, Luo Feilie's expression was ferocious.

The black light on both fists became more intense.

Frantically swinging his fist, he brought up afterimages and rushed towards the shadow of the fist that was rushing.

"Fuck!"

Thunder and lightning flashed, and the flames shot into the sky.

The dull sound of fists colliding like mountains continued to resound in the purple lotus platform.

Ups and downs.

It's dull and uncomfortable.

However, the light of the attack from the two seemingly invincible fighters kept flickering.

You can see where it is.

Yang Chen and Luo Feilie didn't move at all, nor did they show any surprised expressions or voices.

Always maintained the previous punching posture.

It's just that his complexion is abnormal with the passage of time.

Yang Chen's face gradually flushed, and three feet long white smoke began to emerge from his nostrils.

The black energy gathered by the one eye on Luo Feilie's forehead also lingered for a long time, and his eyes became more and more erratic.

"puff…"

About half an hour passed, Luo Feilie suddenly fell to the ground.

A large mouthful of pitch-black blood was spurted out suddenly, and a large area of ​​his chest was sunken.

The size shrunk rapidly and returned to the normal state before the transformation.

Especially the symbol of the Celestial Race, the one-eyed forehead, is full of bloodshot eyes, and blood oozes out.

Yang Chen retreated from the state of being frozen in place.

It seemed that the two stood there for a long time without moving, but in fact they were the afterimages left by the speed too fast.

And the figures of the two have confronted countless times invisibly.

In the end, Yang Chen was superior.

The physique forged with the energy of chaos and various top-level exercises won.

"I didn't expect that I just came out, and I was at a disadvantage with a low-level creature, and I still can't see through the realm."

Luo Feilie coughed violently for a few times before he felt comfortable. The armor on his four arms had been shattered.

The body trembled unceasingly.

Now he feels uncomfortable all over his body, as if his bones are about to fall apart.

Especially after taking a heavy punch from Yang Chen in the chest, the other party almost broke his body directly.

The power contained in it is really terrifying.

In the confrontation between the two purely based on boxing skills and physique, his boxing skills are more sophisticated and powerful than Yang Chen's.

What's more, he has two more hands than Yang Chen.

But it is under such an advantage.

In Yang Chen's body and fists, the power contained in him feels very strange.

It's like a chaotic universe that contains everything.

It's not a bloodline, nor a skill, it's more like a hodgepodge.

No matter how fast his punches are, no matter how special his bloodline strength is, no matter how powerful his supernatural powers are.

When he was in front of Yang Chen, he would also be suppressed by an unknown aura.

It made his speed gradually decrease, and even his own resilience was greatly affected.

"Fortunately, fortunately, my physique is superior, otherwise I would have lost in the fight just now."

Looking at the unwilling tone and small eyes of Luo Feilie, the Celestial-human warrior in front of him.

Yang Chen bared his teeth and said.

Squatting on the spot, he rubbed his fists without any demeanor, and expelled strands of black sand from his fingernails.

There was a creaking sound when it fell to the ground, and bursts of black smoke rose.

These black sands are all formed by the power of the Celestials and Humans in Luo Feilie's body.

It can devour and corrode the vitality of all living things.

Even if Yang Chen has Primal Chaos Qi and purple lotus body protection, if he doesn't expel it, he will feel very uncomfortable.

"Heavenly-human warriors, living ones are more valuable than dead ones!"

After Yang Chen did everything well, he quickly returned to his normal peak state.

Strolling forward, he looked down at Luo Feilie, the warrior of the Celestial Race.

In his hand is a magic weapon that resembles a rope.

"What do you want to do?"

Luo Feilie's gaze slowly began to change, and his voice gradually became very restless.

The movements of his hands became more and more anxious and bold.

The conch shell under the armor around his waist was his trump card that he couldn't use until the critical moment.

But facing Yang Chen's actions.

As long as he can get out of this predicament, it doesn't matter if he loses another [-]% of his bloodline power.

"What are you doing? Naturally, please be my companion! By the way, tell me about the glorious history of your celestial-human race."

After seeing this action, Yang Chen narrowed his eyes.

He directly waved Luo Feilie to the ground and snatched the items from his waist.

Seeing that it was a special conch, he immediately looked at Luo Feilie with a half-smile.

"This thing belongs to me!"

Just because he didn't kill Luo Feilie, doesn't mean he couldn't see his actions.

Luo Feilie was able to compete with the few golden immortals from the Nine Stars Gate, so he naturally had some skills.

Swish.

The rope flew out with a shrill howling sound, tying Luo Feilie into a ball before the other party could react.

Then began to place special sealing spells on the opponent's body continuously.

Especially the eyes on the forehead were tied round and round with ropes, and this arm was tied into a twist.

Until the cursing Luo Feilie became the size of a fist.

"My quintessential boxing has improved a lot!"

Yang Chen put Luo Feilie's sealed body into a cloth bag with a sneer on his face.

Then put away the purple lotus array arranged under his feet.

Yang Hun's ability experiment and research on the Celestial Human Race can be put into progress.

He wanted to test whether Yang Hun's origin was related to the Celestial Human Race.

Yang Chen sat cross-legged on the bottom of the sea and recalled the battle just now.

In fact, from the first meeting to trying to find out the details of each other, it took a few hours.

It didn't pass for half a day.

Before, it was purely a test of the strength of the Celestial Human Race, and how powerful Luo Feilie was compared to the real immortals of the same level.

The actual confrontation was also at this time when the two bodies collided.

indeed.

The opponent's strength is very restrained by law and immortal energy, ordinary true immortals of the same level are not Luo Feilie's opponent at all.

Of course, the fact that this practice ended so quickly was also related to Luo Feilie's state not being at his peak.

"What constitutes the strength of the Celestial Human Race, I will study it when I go back!"

"It can't be said that if it can be integrated into my Purple Lotus Creation Sutra, it will add a little more strength to me."

After Yang Chen fought fist to fist with Luo Feilie, he had a simple estimation of his own strength.

The key is to have the experience of fighting the Celestials.

His current combat power is comparable to that of a real immortal in the late stage only by using his physique without other means.