"Roar!!!"

Inside the violent hall, the breath rolled up.

The **** skull was attacked by Ye Chen, as if it was completely irritated. The fishy awn in his eyes suddenly increased, and then turned into a red awn looting toward Ye Chen.

Its **** skeleton is comparable to the peerless killer. It is extremely hard, and any magic weapon against it will be instantly crushed into powder.

"What a strong bone!"

The ancestor Huang Quan in the distance saw this and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "He must have been a murderer before his life and cultivated his flesh to an almost perverted position."

"Why is his bone so hard?" Yang Hao puzzled.

Huang Quan's ancestors said eloquently: "You don't know, powerful martial arts, even just a drop of fine blood can burn mountains and seas, a long hair can be cut off, and the whole body has been cultivated into no The extinction of the golden body is a thousand years of immortality!"

"It turns out that Wu Xiu is so strong!!!"

Hearing this, Luo Tianya's eyes were striking.

"Roar!"

At the same time, after being blown away by Ye Chen, the **** skull rose again to attack Ye Chen.

It didn't have any superfluous movements, just protruding sharp bones and claws, directly with a dazzling red awn, and grasped hard against Ye Chen's chest.

"Again?!!"

Ye Chen's eyes flashed: "Do you really think Yemou can't take you?"

He made a murderous appearance and raised a huge five-element heavy prison peak in his hand.

"Roar!!!"

In an instant, a great Yue descended from the sky, and the **** skull was heavily suppressed on the ground. At that moment, the entire hall shook violently, and many gods and altars collapsed one after another.

The Scarlet Skeleton was suppressed and unable to move, struggling desperately, the fire of the soul of the eyebrow was soaring, and it seemed that it might explode at any time.

"After all, the fire of your soul did not advance to gold."

Ye Chen looked down at it quietly, regardless of whether it could understand what he said: "Otherwise, Ye Mou will suppress you and say that it must be more expensive!"

"Who is this person?"

Seeing Ye Chen suppressing the **** skull so easily, a shocking color flashed in the beautiful eyes of Fang Ziyue on the side: "You are so young and have such a fighting power, only the gods of the few stars can do it. Comparable with it!"

"Wow……"

Almost at that moment, there was a miserable voice of blood spitting in the distance, and then in the eyes of everyone, I saw an old figure flying back.

The figure now looked rather embarrassed, with long hair messy, and his chest collapsed into a fist-sized blood hole. At this moment, there was horrible blood flowing from the wound.

"Bitter old!!!"

After seeing the other person's face clearly, Fang Ziyue's face suddenly changed. Obviously, she didn't expect Ku Lao to be an opponent of Zhan Tianwu God's corpse.

Looking at it again, I saw that the body of Zhantian Wushen's corpse had long hair like an upright steel needle, fierce, and a pair of eyes seemed to be open to the earth.

And it was holding a dazzling flying sword in his hand.

"Click!"

As his five fingers pressed lightly, the flying sword shattered on the spot and turned into countless powders, and the bitter old spit out a bite of blood again, and his complexion was extremely dismal.

"Miss, this cataclysm is more terrible than the old man imagined. I am afraid that only the old monsters who entered the later stage can suppress it."

Suffering old couldn't care about his injury, he flicked beside Fang Ziyue with a bitter smile: "This place should not stay for a long time!"

Hearing this, Fang Ziyue's face changed slightly, and then she couldn't help looking at Ye Chen and others: "This senior, you or let's leave together. I will compensate Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce for your losses."

She knew that what happened today was entirely caused by herself. Seeing that even the suffering old man was not an opponent of the Wushen body, she had to persuade Ye Chen and others to follow her and leave.

Ku Lao also looked to Ye Chen to persuade: "Yes, this Taoist, this corpse was a martial **** before death, and the flesh changed again after death, more powerful than before..."

He hadn't finished his words, but he saw Ye Chen not retreating, but stepped out, taking the initiative to walk slowly towards the body of Wushen.

"What is he going to do?"

Fang Ziyue was amazed for some time, and then seemed to think of something, then hurriedly said: "Senior Ye, you are not its opponent, come back!"

She knows the methods of suffering old people. Even the suffering old people are not the logarithm of Wushen's body, let alone Ye Chen?

"This Ye Daoyou is still too young!"

The bitter old man who shook his head shook his head and smiled abruptly: "This flesh is terrified to the extreme, the magic weapon is difficult to hurt, just like the walking killing machine..."

Not only them, even Huang Quan's ancestors and others were a little nervous at the moment, after all, they witnessed the horror of the body of the God of War.

"You were a **** of war before your death, presumably your strength is flesh, then today Yemou will try to see how strong your flesh is..."

Ye Chen walked lightly toward the body of Wushen, his eyes flashing, confident and powerful.

Seemingly feeling the threat from him, the body of Wushen suddenly looked bright, and the whole person seemed to be a great tripod, floating in the world.

Fang Ziyue's eyes traveled back and forth between the bodies of Ye Chen and Wushen, frowning and saying, "Bitter old, how long can you say this senior Ye can persist in its hands?"

"The old man insisted on more than two hundred moves..."

A bitter old man made a contemplative appearance, and then said a moment later: "As for this Ye Daoyou, it should not exceed one hundred strokes..."

"He is so strong?" Fang Ziyue was startled.

"boom!!!"

All of a sudden, there were two terrors in the entire hall burst out instantly, and then everyone saw that Ye Chen and the body of the Wushen rushed towards each other as if two huge stars were about to collide.

Ye Chen's whole body bloomed with brilliance, dazzling and dazzling, like a burning fire.

The eyes of the warrior body are scary, and the whole body is covered with green body hair like a steel needle, and the violent anger is about to shake the sky.

"Boom……"

The blows of the two were like weeping ghosts and gods, and the wind was so great that the whole hall collapsed into a huge area.

This is the purest physical collision, and the consequences are too terrible, as if the entire void is erased.

"What a terrible power..."

The old bitter took a cold breath, and took shelter to protect everyone, preventing someone from being affected by such power.

After the bright light and smog had dispersed, everyone saw a body covered with green hair shot back heavily, and the whole person shivered violently.

And Ye Chen is still in the beginning, untouched, and the only feeling is the fierce agitation from the flesh.

The two confronted each other for the first time, and the result was obvious, claiming to have reached the ultimate Battle God on the ancient Wu road to lose.

"He actually repulsed the Warrior God of War?!!!"

At that moment, a cry of exclamation broke the silence at the scene, and then saw Fang Ziyue gently cover her red lips with her hand, looking at it all inconceivably.