After crossing over to this world, Ye Wutian rarely encounters such embarrassing things.

The stomach is churning and the eyes are shining, this is the true portrayal of Ye Wutian at this time.

With his own strength coupled with Xuanyuan's true qi, he could even move the opponent by half a point, and he would be beaten by the opponent after a few encounters.

Enduring the pain, he wanted to secretly run Xuanyuan Zhenqi, but he was surprised to find that Xuanyuan Zhenqi was weaker than before, which made Ye Wutian feel helpless and heartache. Xuanyuan Zhenqi was his magic weapon. He was worried that the infuriating energy would all disappear.

The middle-aged man stared at Ye Wutian indifferently, without pity on Ye Wutian on the ground, the winner is the king.

In his heart, from the perspective of a middle-aged man, he still admires the young man in front of him. With time, Ye Wutian's future achievements will not be bad.

When he was fighting with Ye Wutian just now, he found an interesting thing, Ye Wutian has inner strength, but he is a beginner in terms of moves, otherwise he would not lose so fast.

Not losing the battle, Ye Wutian gritted his teeth and stood up, the corner of his mouth overflowing with blood, he wiped it with his hand, "Let Ma Feng come out."

"If you want to go in, I'll tell you if you win." The middle-aged man didn't make any concessions and stayed there like a killer.

Ye Wuqi is extremely, but he has no choice but to take the other party.

"You shouldn't come." The middle-aged man said lightly.

"Want to kill me?" Ye Wutian grinned coldly. He had expected this result, so he didn't find it strange.

The other party was silent, and his silence undoubtedly answered Ye Wutian.

Sure enough!

"Come on, sir, I'm right here, let me see how shameful you soldiers are."

The middle-aged man's face sank: "What do you want to say?"

"With your skills and style, you must be a member of the army. It should take a lot of effort for the country to cultivate a number one person like you, right? Look at you, what are you doing now? Protecting someone who is neither a chief nor is it important You bastards, you are so idle."

How could the other party not hear Ye Wutian's cynicism? Interestingly, he did not object.

"What are you still doing? Since you want to kill me, come on." Ye Wutian shouted, pulling the wound with too much force and coughing a few times.

Xuanyuan Zhenqi was still so weak, every acupuncture point was empty, Ye Wutian was worried that the only trace of Zhenqi left would suddenly disappear, that was not what he wanted to see.

The middle-aged man moved, and walked towards Ye Wutian with a very fast movement.

Ye Wutian's eyes showed cruelty and arrogance. He knew that he was invincible, but he had to rush up to try. In his Ye Wutian's life dictionary, there was no such word as fear at all.

"boom!"

Without exception, Ye Wutian was sent flying again, and the middle-aged man punched him in the abdomen.

This punch was full of explosive power, and this punch also made Ye Wutian fall further.

"puff!"

After landing, Ye Wutian's throat was sweet, and a blood arrow spewed out of his mouth. This time, the injury was not light.

Lying on the ground for a long time without moving, when he moved a little, a heart-piercing pain was pulling at him, and the pain made him gasp for breath.

Ye Wutian is not reconciled, paralyzed, does he really want to explain it here today? No, absolutely can't, he can't die, he's dead, what about those confidantes? What about Hongyan Group?

He tried to use Xuanyuan True Qi several times, but what made him tremble was that the only trace of True Qi just now disappeared without a trace.

How can this happen?

Every time he was punched, a part of his infuriating qi disappeared. Damn, can anyone tell him what happened?

Could it be true qi helping him bear the heavy blow?

Thinking of the injury in the capital last time, if there was no infuriating energy at that time, there would be no doubt that he would die.

The middle-aged man stood on the spot: "Pick me up again, you can leave if you don't die."

The other party's request surprised Ye Wutian. The desire to survive made him see a glimmer of light. He didn't know why the other party thought about it. Anyway, it was a good thing, at least he had a good chance of surviving.

Of course, with his current situation, it is not easy to get another punch.

"Why?" Ye Wutian struggled to stand up, sweat dripping from his forehead.

The middle-aged man knew why Ye Wutian asked, "Because I don't want to kill a weak person."

Ye no bad weather, weak? In the eyes of the other party, he is a weak person? Depend on!

Qi returns to Qi, Ye Wutian believes that this is not the reason for the other party's infuriating qi. As for what the real reason is, Ye Wutian does not know.

Without preparation or reminder, the middle-aged man started to act, and his movements were fierce. This punch also contained incomparably overbearing power.

Ye Wutian, who had no power to fight back, simply closed his eyes, resigning his life and death.

When he fell to the ground again, Ye Wutian spit out two **** arrows in a row, the pain was so painful.

Just when he thought that he would explain it here this time, there was a trace of heat coming out of the dantian in his abdomen, and this heat made him feel comfortable.

The hot air from the dantian traveled to the major acupuncture points in the body, and wherever the infuriating energy traveled, his pain was relieved a bit.

Ye Wutian couldn't care less about his excitement and was addicted to the wandering of true qi. He knew that it must have something to do with Xuanyuan's true qi. It was like this every time, and every time it gave him a surprise, and this time was no exception.

The middle-aged man looked puzzled, and Ye Wutian's change was seen by him, but his originally pale complexion became a little more rosy.

Ye Wutian didn't know what the other party was thinking, and suddenly opened his eyes, all because the heat was gone, after a while, there was no more heat flowing out of the dantian, and the heat was lost, Ye Wutian was so anxious, it was like when You and a beautiful woman are ready for all the preludes, and you are about to pick up a gun at the door. At this time, the beautiful woman tells you that she is inconvenient.

After the miraculous hot air roamed away, Ye Wutian was surprised to find that the wound on his body was a little better.

"Punch me." Ye Wutian looked at the middle-aged man.

The other party was stunned, thinking that he heard it wrong.

"Quick, hit me again, hit me in the abdomen." Ye Wutian looked anxious and asked the other party to hit him.

The middle-aged man stood still, wondering if Ye Wutian was beaten up by him, how would a normal person make such a speechless request?

"Do it, what are you doing with a pestle?" Seeing that Ye Wutian didn't mean to do it, Ye Wutian was even more anxious, "Come on, do it."

The middle-aged man was provoked, even though he knew that Ye Wutian's actions were abnormal, he didn't care so much.

The heavy fist attacked Ye Wutian's abdomen fiercely.

Ye Wutian, who fell to the ground, once again felt the warm current flowing out of his dantian, which was extremely comfortable. Unfortunately, this time it was still the same. After a while, the warm current disappeared again, making Ye Wutian go crazy.

Compared with the previous time, the difference is that this time, the warm current runs for a longer time.

Ye Wutian caught something vaguely, maybe he found a way to improve Xuanyuan's true qi again, although he was punched again, the injury was a little better.

"Come again, hit me, do it." So, Ye Wutian got up again and faced the middle-aged man.

The other party's brows are wrinkled, things are too strange, he is very aware of the power contained in his few punches just now, but Ye Wutian stands up again and again, and is more fierce each time.

Weird! How could this be?

"Do it."

"boom!"

The middle-aged man started again. He also wanted to see what was going on. There were still such weird things in the world, and Xiao was dazed because of how knowledgeable he was.

So, next, Ye Wutian was knocked down again and again, and he asked the middle-aged man to beat him again and again. The scene was weird. On the ground, Chen Le and the others had already woken up, and they were all stunned by the Moe in front of them. Frightened, her eyes widened, not knowing what to say.

In the eyes of everyone, Ye Wutian is like a little strong who can't be beaten to death. He climbs up again and again, and those who care will find that the time distance from being knocked down to getting up is getting shorter and shorter, and every time he is knocked down , he has become more spirited, and he can't see his injury at all.

"Come again, use all your strength." Ye Wutian got up again and said to the middle-aged man, he always felt a little bit worse.

The middle-aged man was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, Ye Wutian got up again and again, which made him begin to wonder if his fists were made of cotton? Can't pose a little threat to others?

What exactly is going on? This question, the other party has secretly asked himself more than once, but he can't get an answer to this kind of question.

boom!

The middle-aged man punched again, and this punch used his best strength.

What surprised him was that Ye Wutian quickly got up again, and from Ye Wutian's face, he could see the excited expression.

Several times, the middle-aged man almost couldn't help but ask, asking what was going on.

It's still a little bit, but it would be better if it could be stronger.

Anxious in his heart, Ye Wutian looked left and right, then fixed his gaze on the wall on the right side of the house, ran over quickly, picked up the large wooden hammer and weighed it, feeling its weight.

In the countryside, many people have this kind of wooden hammer.

After feeling enough weight, Ye Wutian was ecstatic and put the wooden hammer in front of the middle-aged man: "Use this."

Although everyone vaguely guessed Ye Wutian's intentions, when they heard it in person, they were still startled and looked at Ye Wutian with incredible eyes.

monster!

Not only the middle-aged men think so, but Chen Le and the others too, the young master is really weird.

"Don't ask why, I'm satisfied, I'll tell you later." Ye Wutian seemed to see the doubts of the middle-aged man, but, how could he have time to explain now? Nor can it be explained now.

The middle-aged man took the large wooden hammer numbly, his mind was blank. Not long ago, Ye Wutian was severely injured by him, and now look at him like that, what kind of injury?

"Remember, use all your strength." Ye Wutian explained. "come on."

The middle-aged man clenched the large wooden hammer with both hands~lightnovelpub.net~ concentrated all his strength on the wooden hammer, and controlled the large wooden hammer to smash towards Ye Wutian's abdomen.

When the large wooden hammer came into contact with his stomach, Ye Wutian knew that the power he wanted was coming. In the face of such a huge power, this guy was both nervous and looking forward to it.

Taking off, falling to the ground, a huge force smashed into Ye Wutian, this time, Ye Wutian flew farther, nearly ten meters.

The few punches just now, Ye Wutian didn't feel much pain, and now, the heart-piercing pain hits again, almost unbearable for Ye Wutian.

The middle-aged man was very stimulated today, and the hammer was angry. He wanted to see what would happen to this undead Xiaoqiang.

hot!

Ye Wutian felt hot, and the heat wave made him scream, wondering if he was in a hurry to seek power? The heat from his dantian seemed to melt him away.

boom!

There is a loud noise in the dantian! ()