"I think you really don't deserve to be the commander of this Divine Fire Camp. Zhao Yao, do you have no ability to even judge the opponent's strength? If Daqin sent a team with extremely strong strength, would you also lead the soldiers to rush over and die? Since you only have such a little bit of attention, I think you are not vain to die now."

Ye Ping looked at Zhao Yao coldly, his whole body was full of strength, revealing his high fighting spirit, "Come on."

After the words came to an end, Zhao Yao turned over and dismounted, rushed straight, and finished it in one go.

He had already accumulated strength to hit Ye Ping's punch, and he was waiting for this moment.

As the commander of the Divine Fire Camp, he has made outstanding achievements over the years and has also defeated many opponents.

Looking around, with his combat power that is nearly the sixth-level middle level, he is not without killing the sixth-level peak.

"This is the seventh level of the Killing Fist of the Battle. It seems that the Commander is going to take real action! Ye Ping is up."

Zhang Hai was shocked and was very familiar with the commander and the others because many people knew this set of boxing.

This was after Zhao Yao entered the Divine Fire Camp, and he used this set of boxing techniques as the military-controlled boxing technique of the Divine Fire Camp.

Just now, Huang Tian directed the soldiers of both sides to practice, using the Battle Destruction and Killing Fist.

This is why many people have always supported Zhao Yao because he has never stingy in giving advice.

However, although most people can kill the battle and killing fists, they only stay in the initial stage. Although it is enough to deal with ordinary people, once they face high-strength cultivators, it is obviously not enough. There is still no problem in fighting on the battlefield.

The Killing Fist of the Battle Destruction is divided into nine levels of force, and each level of force is a geometric increase of the previous level of force.

But similarly, the load capacity of the body is also very high, and not everyone can withstand such pressure.

Zhao Yao activated the seventh level of force as soon as he got up, which was obviously the strongest force he could exert at his current state.

To exert the strength of the eighth and ninth levels, you need a higher level of cultivation as support, otherwise you will explode and die.

Ye Ping narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he knew that Zhao Yao's dedication boxing was the Destroyed Fist, he had never felt it personally before. He felt the surging force coming to his face, and he nodded slightly, and it was indeed well-known. Especially the boxing spirit that was like a bloody storm was indeed not comparable to that of ordinary practitioners.

However, just with such combat power, there is no real qualification to fight Ye Ping, and the difference in strength between the two is really huge.

If it were Yan Yun, Zhao Yao would definitely not be the opponent.

Ye Ping was not a reckless man who only knew how to practice martial arts, but a fierce man who was truly proven in the cave.

"Sunya Fist!"

I only felt that Ye Ping's fists seemed to burst out with dazzling light, rising like two balls of scorching sun.

Everyone could feel that this was even more terrifying than the spiritual pressure that defeated Huang Tian with one punch.

At that time, the two people's fists collided with each other, and the air around them seemed to be twisting. At first, Zhao Yao thought it could be withstood, and even thought about how to gain the upper hand. But when the surging force gradually rose, he knew that he was wrong, and it was very outrageous. He only felt that his arms were almost shattered.

If he hadn't also gotten the opportunity and had taken the pills given by Chen Anzhi, he would have almost died of this punch.

With the invasion of the severe pain, his body flew backwards like a cannonball and fell to the ground.

Zhang Hai and others' chins were about to fall to the ground. They looked at Zhao Yao incredibly, and then at Ye Ping.

"I didn't expect... this person's strength is really so strong. At such an age, it is indeed rare for us to knock down the commander with one punch! Even the seventh-grade master of the Great Qin Dynasty has never had the situation in front of us. If there really is, at least it must be at the level of Futianqiong... How did Ye Ping do it?"

Such questions not only appear in Zhang Hai's mind, but also in the eyes of every soldier.

The people who had previously clamored to fight Ye Ping are now all silent, and no one dared to say a word.

Ye Ping's fighting spirit seemed to have not subsided, and his majestic momentum still locked in Zhao Yao's aura and said coldly, "Zhao Yao, I know that you are not dead, so I won't be able to stand up. Since you want to seek justice for your subordinates, stand up and continue fighting with me. You might as well tell you that your appearance has not even warmed up."

It can be said that killing people to kill their hearts. Ye Ping not only knocked them down, but also said such annoying words.

But what is most annoying is that no one can slap Ye Ping in the face.

At this time, everyone missed the days when Shenwu Gong existed. How could it be Ye Ping's turn to be arrogant?

Just as everyone was anxious and expectant, Zhao Yao actually stood up slowly with his body. Although he was bearing the fist that was more terrifying than Huang Tian just now, he would not lose his combat power directly with his strong background. With his military will, even though he felt that his body had broken many bones, he still insisted on glaring at Ye Ping.

"Children Huangkou, how dare you make a rash in front of me? It's just that you can succeed. Don't be too arrogant. My killing punch is far more than that. Please take a look at me..."

"The Killing Fist of the Battle, the Eighth Level of Force!"

After the words came to an end, the audience was in an uproar! It was crazy! The commander was really crazy!

It was not easy to be able to use the seventh level of the Battle Destruction Fist with his sixth level.

Now he actually wants to directly use the eighth level of force! Zhang Hai clenched his fists, his eyes extremely nervous.

Many people want to persuade Zhao Yao, but no one can speak out, and no one can refuse a real warrior.

Ye Ping's mouth raised slightly, looking at Zhao Yao, who was exploding with terrifying energy, he knew that this might be his move. If he could drive such strength with such a state, his body would probably be destroyed. Even if he could defeat Ye Ping by chance, it would take a long time to restore such a body to the past.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping shook his head slightly, and his eyes were even filled with sadness and pity.
Chapter completed!