Body like a god or demon

Smoke billowed and gravel flew.

Within a few breaths, the old man in yellow robe was thrown more than a hundred meters away. He walked out of the large pit of ruins that he had smashed with disheveled hair. He was punched in the face by Fang Ping. His flesh and blood were bruised, and his nose was collapsed.

One eyeball was shattered, more than one tooth was broken, and his head was dizzy and swollen.

The force unleashed by Fang Ping's punch could definitely shatter mountains, rocks and palaces. The old man in yellow robe was not hit in the head by one punch because he was a super strong man in the innate realm and had "innate energy" to protect his body.

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But precisely because of this, the expression of the old man in yellow robe became extremely crazy, his broken eyeballs were bleeding out of their sockets, and with his ferocious face that chose people to eat, he looked like a ghost coming out of the depths of hell.

"...You...how dare...to hurt me like this...I'm going to kill you! I'll skin you, cramp you, and cut you into pieces with a thousand knives!" A roar full of murderous hatred spread hysterically throughout the country.

Ten miles away.

Feeling the murderous intent emanating from the extremely angry old man in yellow robe, Fang Ping did not panic.

At this time, Fang Ping, the golden blood in his heart traveled throughout his body, bringing endless power to Fang Ping. The life energy contained in the golden blood, when it came out of his body, was transformed outside Fang Ping's body.

With a layer of indescribably dazzling golden holy light, even his figure has grown one foot taller again, reaching nearly three meters in height.

The young man who appeared in the eyes of the old man in yellow robe was like a god or a devil, covered in golden light, with a red body, white steam surrounding the body, blazing high temperature, life energy and vast blood exuding with every breath, and he was unconsciously...

People have doubts, even the martial arts masters in the innate realm do not have such extraordinary life energy.

But it doesn't matter anymore. The old man in yellow robe just wants to eat alive the boy who broke half of his face and destroyed one of his eyes. You know, even the warriors in the "Xiantian Realm" can't regenerate their limbs.

Ability, not to mention the loss of an eye. Such a tragic injury made the old man in yellow robe completely angry.

"Go to hell!" The old man in yellow robe threw himself at the young man like lightning.

After a while, the foot of the mountain was devastated, and the place where the two passed by was in pieces. The two people fighting, one was a young man with a figure like a god and a demon, and the other was a super strong man who stood in the innate realm.

The two of them had the power to shatter mountains and rivers with each punch and kick, and any strong person in the pseudo-innate realm would be torn apart instantly if they stepped forward rashly.

"Damn it, is this monster so good at using Qi?"

Bang bang bang!

Driven by the golden true blood, Fang Ping's whole body was filled with inexhaustible power, and hundreds of punches he fired instantly caused flames several feet high in the air.

"This is not the way to go..."

Buzz buzz!

The hot aura lingered, and the big hand, which was as red as blood, seemed to be grabbing the void and smashing it apart.

"The innate state is not invincible." Looking at the old man in yellow robe who lost his mind and his face was covered with blood, Fang Ping became calmer and calmer. He moved his body, the spine behind him screamed, and the seal of his right fist glowed, dragging him along.

A body of shocking divine power met the palm print of the old man in yellow robe, and the collision between the two caused earth-shaking waves at the foot of the mountain.

The blood glow increased sharply and was as sharp as a long sword. The hairs on Fang Ping's back stood up, and his heart suddenly changed the form of the "Mist True Qi Armor" outside him. It was originally like a gorgeous robe, but the "Mist Armor" worn outside Fang Ping's body suddenly changed.

"Zhen Qi Armor" gathered in one place like a tide and gathered behind Fang Ping. It became more than an inch thick, and its defensive power was greatly improved.

Fang Ping raised his eyebrows, "You old man, are you trying to escape? If you are, there's no need to keep fighting."

Scarlet blood gathered in the palm of his hand and slapped on Fang Ping's back.

The old man in yellow robe gradually calmed down, and the boy's evil spirit was clearly revealed in this moment of martial arts fighting.

"Hunyuan Nirvana Palm!" The old man in yellow robe summoned up his true energy and slapped a palm. The huge palm print, with the energy of Nirvana, swept away the flames that were several feet high. The remaining power was not reduced, and it swallowed up Fang Ping.

The force of the fist could fall outside Fang Ping's body, and it could not break through the layer of radiant Qi armor outside the young man's body, which was as thin as a cicada's wings.

Wow!

The spikes of blood-colored thorns in the yellow-robed old man's hands concentrated his inner energy to a certain point. However, they only penetrated half an inch deep into the one-inch-thick turtle breath energy. Fang Ping also quickly

In counterattack, he stretched out his giant hand that swelled to the size of a cattail fan, and grabbed the head of the old man in yellow robe like a dark cloud.

The yellow-robed old man used his body skills to avoid the young man's big hand like a ghost. He couldn't understand how Fang Ping practiced so that he could compete with him, a super strong person in the innate realm.

After more than a dozen rounds of physical combat, mixed with two streams of true energy, it was like a stormy sea battle. Fang Ping did not fall into the disadvantage, but for a moment he could not help the old man in yellow robe. The other party was an innate warrior after all, and he would send out messages from time to time.

Although the "power of heaven and earth" cannot restrain Fang Ping's figure, it can still restrain and squeeze Fang Ping for a moment.

A first-level cultivation level can break free from the confinement of the mighty power of heaven and earth. The physical strength is unparalleled in the world. Even the inner strength of the true energy is so strong that the true energy can be transformed into armor. It can also initiate a confrontation with an innate powerhouse.

His courage and spirit are like a monster that is rare to see in a hundred years. The old man in yellow robe has only seen one such person, and that is the young devil on the top of the mountain.

"Sword Intent? It's just a touch of artistic conception, not the real artistic conception!" The old man in yellow robe breathed a sigh of relief. If the young man really completely controlled a sword intention, it would be terrible. I have never heard of anyone who can do it in the acquired field.

It captures a certain artistic conception.

The moment before the palm wrapped with the breath of the sword was about to fall on the shoulder of the old man in yellow robe, Fang Ping froze. The old man in yellow robe once again pushed the mighty power of heaven and earth to imprison Fang Ping. When Fang Ping roared

With a sound, he broke free from the restraints like a void, and the old man in yellow robe appeared behind the young man preemptively.

"Drink!" Fang Ping became more and more courageous as he fought, moving forward indomitably. His body was as hard as a diamond, and the "Mist Qi Armor" as gorgeous as a brocade robe outside his body was constantly digesting, absorbing, and rebounding the offensive from the yellow-robed old man.

After the confrontation reached this point, Fang Ping boasted that his physical strength and inner energy were not inferior to the old man in yellow robe, a super strong man in the innate realm, but to obliterate the opponent, he would have to explode with even more powerful strength.

"Death to the old man!" Fang Ping twisted his muscles and bones and rushed forward. He put the five fingers of his right hand together and slashed at the shoulder of the old man in yellow robe with a sword, trying to split the old man in yellow robe into two parts.

A wisp of aura, indestructible and sharp.

"What are you talking about? Run away? If I don't kill you little beast today, you won't be able to stand between heaven and earth."

The mighty true energy continuously poured out of the yellow-robed old man's body, like a huge mountain, causing the surrounding ground to collapse and break.

A force completely different from the inner strength of the true energy also slowly appeared in the movements of the old man in yellow robes. It was the "innate power" that he had introduced into his body. If the acquired warrior wants to break through to the innate realm, he must introduce the innate power.

Only by refining the innate power can one understand the power of heaven and earth.

"Little beast! You will die miserably. I won't even leave you a bone." The old man in yellow robe was furious. There was a lot of blood on the outside of his two palms. When he slapped his palm out, sand flew and rocks flew, and the ghost cried.

The divine howl and the palm force as powerful as a storm knocked Fang Ping back more than ten meters. The old man in yellow robe gained the upper hand and continued to attack Fang Ping with his palm seals.
Chapter completed!