Urban Madness

When he heard the words "Avenue of Body", Ye Fan was still in a dazed state.

In the ancient world of cultivating immortals, I have seen many top cultivators who mainly focus on physique cultivation.

Cultivating the physique, in short, is to use various methods to temper one's physique, so as to achieve a real hard as iron, and burst out super strong combat power in battle.

But this is the first time I have heard about the cultivation of the physique as the Dao.

However, in the next battle, he truly experienced the power and pervertedness of the Taoist cultivator.

"Today, you are waiting for your own death, no wonder the old man!"

"What about the three monks who are at the peak of the magic mirror? The gap in the background that has always been in the bottom of the well can never be smoothed out by the frogs at the bottom of the well!"

King Dong laughed frantically, and then used his Hulk-like arm to slam at Ye Fan. That punch would probably destroy a mountain and moon directly.

Ye Fan didn't dare to bear it, he could only keep tossing and turning, but after all, this was not a solution.

"What are you two still doing? Don't hurry up, do you really want to see that this guy is only targeting me?"

Ye Fan roared angrily at Nan Tian and Bei Dao. These two guys were really like a fool, staring blankly there.

The two finally reacted and split into two paths, one left and one right heading towards King Dong.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Nan Tian's figure flew out from the sky and fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, his state was extremely poor, and even the Supreme Immortal Sword was knocked out.

The King of the East, who has a strong background, combined with the perverted strength of the Dao of the Upper Body, really makes life unable to resist at all.

"He...he'll be fine!"

Nan Yu said with a worried expression after repelling a disciple in the Heavenly Immortal Realm in front.

Although the old gentleman Zhou Wenbin was protecting his comfort, when the war started, he still fought with all his strength, and there were more than one disciple who fell to his subordinates.

In such a battle, it can best improve a person's combat experience. It can be said that it is an opportunity that cannot be missed.

But even so, the battle above still can't help you a little, and you can't even predict the next direction.

"The situation is not very clear now, we can only choose to trust Ye Fan."

The old gentleman Zhou Wenbin looked gloomy and watery, and the battle above had risen to another level. It was a melee between the peak masters of the Chaos Realm. Even himself, there was no room for too much interjection.

Nan Yu kept pacing in place anxiously, but it was useless, all he could do was pray for Ye Fan.

After a battle, all the disciples of the Tiansheng Sect below were destroyed.

After all, no matter how powerful the hundreds of disciples are, they are still a drop in the bucket and cannot change the final result of the battle.

But the situation of the forces in the barren world was not much better. Each disciple slumped on the ground, gasping for breath.

At this time, the northern faction was completely covered with endless blood, revealing a disgusting **** smell.

"Look! Who is that person?"

With the exclamation of a disciple, everyone looked at Ye Fan above.

As for Nantian and Beidao, they knew nothing better, but Ye Fan above, many disciples saw his true face for the first time.

"I don't know, this disciple is young and looks like we should be about the same size as us. Why is he able to join in such a battle? Could it be that he also has the strength of the peak of the mixed demon realm?"

"It's terrifying, this is simply too terrifying, it's really more popular than dead people!"

"It's hard to imagine that he can reach such a state at his age and join such a battle. It's a pity. If only I had that kind of strength."

...

The disciples below all bowed their heads and nodded. Compared to Ye Fan who could join the battlefield, he only had the opportunity to watch the battle below.

However, most of the disciples' eyes were fixed on Ye Fan. Such a young disciple really gave them too much shock.

Tianhua put away the Zixiao sword in his hand and looked at Ye Fan blankly.

"Is this your true strength? Have you been hiding all this time? What are you hiding?"

Up to now, if I can't see Ye Fan's strength clearly, I will be deceiving myself.

This guy doesn't need to compete with disciples, the strength of the peak of the demon realm is enough to let him walk sideways in the entire barren world.

"Elder Wang, you really picked up a great treasure this time, no, no, this is no longer a treasure, this is simply a genius!"

Zhang Hua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and came to Fatty Wang.

But at this time, Fatty Wang had not replied to his thoughts, and his mouth was open as if he could stuff a goose egg.

I had expected that Ye Fan might pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but it would not have reached this point.

...

Ye Fan, who was stunned by the disciples below, could no longer take care of him. He was being chased by the East King, but Tian Tian should not be called, and Di Di was not working.

"You can fight with another person, can you fight with another person? Why do you have to stare at me today?"

Ye Fan reluctantly complained while retreating.

From the very beginning of the battle, the East King has locked his final attention on himself, and now he has activated the power of the Great Dao, just to kill himself.

"You guy really doesn't talk about martial arts. The two of us have never met before. You have been staring at me alone, what are you planning to do? Can't you take care of the two of them?"

Now Ye Fan can only say that he wants to cry but has no tears, and the Avenue of Life and Death and the Vulcan Sword can't be used, what can he do with the East King in front of him?

"boom!"

The East King struck again with a punch, and Ye Fan couldn't dodge in time, and was slammed into the chest by him, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out.

"Oh? Can you still stand up?"

The East King was slightly surprised. His punch was blessed by the System Dao. Logically speaking, even if Ye Fan could not be destroyed, he could still be seriously injured and dying.

But this guy just suffered a little skin trauma, no harm done.

"It seems that today I have to teach you how to be a good person, so that you know what it means to have a really strong physique!"

Ye Fan stood up slowly and patted the dust on the Taoist robe.

"Do you want to compare your physique with the old man? I'm not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue."

The East King laughed and laughed twice. During this period, he severely injured Bei Dao with another punch. Bei Dao was not at his peak, and now he is completely incapable of fighting.