"I don't show my power, think I'm a sick cat?" The fat black man whispered, and after he rushed out, he rushed straight to Ye Chen, and his anger surged. Even the breath exhaled from his nostrils was full of demonic evil, and his body movements slipped away, and he instantly came to his body.

The cultivation level increases, and the blood limit limit, make his combat power infinitely approach the Great Saint, the hand of the black and black is engraved in seal script. Press it with one palm and the sky collapses.

Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he fled behind him instantly, but he couldn't help but sigh.

The existence of a fat black man explains very well what is a crouching tiger and hidden dragon. It can increase the amplitude across two realms, instantly open the blood limit, and easily destroy the Emperor's Dao Fuxi. This fat man with a very dark skin really surprised him. He has never heard of such a person in the heavens during his practice.

Seeing him escape, the fat black man stepped into the sky to chase after him. His eyes, like black holes, and sparks bloomed. His body was full of fat, and he was swaying. Because he was too dark, he looked like coke, which was very heart-warming.

On the other hand, the two old saints of black and white were faster than him. They crossed Xutian and chased Ye Chen with one sword and one sword.

Ye Chen was in an instant, avoiding the sword, not using secret magic, but only touched Emperor Dao Fuxi, and trapped the two of them for the second time. He had no interest in these two holy kings. What he was interested in was the fat black man, and he had to study it carefully.

"Open, let me open." The two holy kings shouted angrily and collided randomly in the formation. However, there was no black fat man in the formation this time. They didn't know the principle of breaking the formation and could not kill for a while.

"You two will put it inside and I will beat this guy to cry first." The fat black man passed by, left a message, and ran towards Ye Chen, with great momentum, and the rolling demons covered the sky and the sun, and every trace was filled with mysterious power. Perhaps it was too heavy, and the sky was buzzing, and strange phenomena appeared frequently.

Ye Chen raised his hand and sacrificed the magic circle again. The nine formations came out together, and he did not hold back. The black fat man was in the blood-relayed state and was almost immortal. The formation could not kill him, so he didn't want to kill the black fat man, he was just curious.

"When I fight out, I will kill you." The fat black man cursed, breaking it in waves, with simple and rough techniques.

Although this guy is fat, he is proficient in formations, knows the Eight Trigrams, and knows the principles of breaking the formation. In three or five moments, he rushes the Emperor's Fuxi nine formations into pieces, making him fierce.

Ye Chen kept brushing his hands, and the magic arrays were one after another. It was rare to meet someone who could fight. He had to practice the formation well.

While sacrificing the formation, he was also peeking at the Black Fatty. This guy was too weird. The increase in the two realms was, in a sense, more domineering than the Great Cyclone of Reincarnation. What he wanted to know more was why the Black Fatty could freely control the blood limit. This god-level robber is the most scary.

However, after a glimpse, he did not realize that there was anything different about fat people. His bloodlines were all ordinary, and his qualifications and talents were also ordinary. Such people were caught in the heavens.

However, it was such a person who shocked him again and again.

He was looking at the human king who was hiding in the dark, and he was also peeking at himself, narrowing his old eyes slightly into lines, and calculated based on the evolution of Zhoutian.

When the two of them saw that nine magic circles were broken, and the fat black man rushed out again, and he broke into the sky with one palm, which made Ye Chen retreat with a muffled groan.

Ye Chen did not speak, did not use magical powers, did not move magic weapons, and only used magic arrays to practice formations in battles, so that he could improve faster.

This world became uneasy, and Ye Chen kept moving the magic circle, which made the fat black man angry, and even more rude. Emperor Dao Fuxi could not do anything to him, and Ye Chen was very embarrassed.

After all, the saint king on the opposite side is now a saint king who has opened the blood limit. He does not use secret techniques and does not move magic weapons. Even if he is, it will be difficult for him to stop Qingtian's attack.

"Only by allowing you to use secret magic weapons, the real bloody battle can force it out." The Human King sent a misty word.

As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Chen, who escaped later, suddenly stopped his body and his momentum reached its peak. He used the secret method of Yantian to cover up the origin of his bloodline, and did not want the black fat man to know that he was a holy body.

"Eat me a punch." The fat black man came to his death, and he was domineering with one punch.

Ye Chen did not retreat but advanced, and the golden fist clenched, and he felt sorry for the fat man.

The two fists collided, and the bang suddenly broke out, and the nothingness exploded instantly.

However, what was surprising was that Ye Chen was still moving, but the fat black man took a few steps back.

Ye Chen frowned, and he could not break the clues. Although the black fat man's cultivation has increased to the holy king, he is not the real holy king after all.

Besides, there are differences in blood limits, which are defined by bloodline. The stronger the bloodline, the stronger the blood limit; the weaker the bloodline, the weaker the blood limit. Just like this, the ordinary bloodline, even if the bloodline is opened, it is far inferior to the Kuiba Emperor's son back then. Based on these two points, the combat power of the black fat man is below him. If he hits the hardest, he will have the upper hand.

"Kill!" When Ye Chen was thinking, the fat black man rushed over again, shouting loudly, and his voice was extremely high. When he was only one hundred feet away from Ye Chen, two thunder and lightning shot out in his eyes.

Thunder and lightning were like his skin, extremely dark, gathered into two soul swords, shining with cold light, melting the power of silence, penetrated through nothingness, attacked Ye Chen's eyebrows, and slashed his true body.

Ye Chen never underestimated it, wiped out the lightning and lightning with his hand. His palm was like a divine knife, slashing at the fat black man, and there was a way between his palms and fingers evolved.

The fat black man was also urinating, and he did not dodge, or defend, and took Ye Chen's palm. However, his dark fingers poked a blood hole in Ye Chen's chest. He was in a state of blood limit, almost immortal. He was not afraid of being injured, nor did he care about his own scars at all.

He slashed the black fat man with a palm, but he was hit by a finger. Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged. The palm evolved into the Taoist method. The black fat man's body slapped with one palm broke, and the dark blood was still shining with magic light.

"I'm angry, I'm angry." The fat black man howled, swept through the demon evil spirit, stepped on the void and attacked, accompanied by thunder all the way.

Ye Chen is also strong, attacking from the front and is extremely domineering.

The war suddenly began, and the rumbling sounds resounded throughout the sky, the chaotic scenes appeared, lightning and thunder were heard, and there were also spectacles of destruction intertwined.

The fat black man is like a barbarian god, he is so angry that he only attacks but does not defend. He often uses secret techniques for a sect. Every time he takes action, he will fight the sky and the earth, and the battle becomes more and more fierce.

On the opposite side, Ye Chen stepped on Taixu, crossed the nine heavens, and his body was covered with golden light, like a god of war, facing the blood limit, he was not at all inferior, and he was more urinary than the fat black man.

"Interesting." The human king in the void looked at it and paid special attention to the fat black man. Since this battle, he has been able to break some clues and understand the secrets of the fat black man. He sighed and couldn't help but twitch his tongue.

Not far away, the two black and white saints who were still trapped in the magic circle no longer attacked the magic circle. They were bent and gasping violently. They could not break the magic circle, and their essence was still wiped out. They knew that they could not break the magic circle.

"Who is the person wearing a cloak? The young master opened the blood limit and fell into a disadvantage." The old man in black robe frowned, unable to see through Ye Chen's true appearance, nor did he know Ye Chen's bloodline and origin. He only knew that Ye Chen was extremely powerful, and there was terrible power hidden in his body, which made people feel trembling.

"The blood-resistance limit is also divided into strength and weakness. The young master's bloodline is ordinary, and the blood-resistance limit is not as domineering as imagined. He also has a cultivation level, which is borrowed. He cannot exert his true power in the end. If the person fighting with the young master is an ordinary saint king, he is not an opponent of the young master, but that person is not an ordinary saint king." The old man in white robe couldn't help but ponder.

The two of them said, the other world was fighting more fiercely, with golden blood splashing and dark blood pouring like rain, which was very dazzling in the empty sky.

The fat black man was injured, and Ye Chen was in a mess. After all, the other party was in a blood limit, and it was immortal, which was a headache.

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, although he had the upper hand, he could not suppress the black fat man. Although the black fat man was at a disadvantage, he was fierce and had blood boundaries to help, and he was very confident.

In the 200th round, the fat black man was defeated and fell to Xu Tian. His fat body smashed a big hole in the earth.

In the 300th round, the black fat man was defeated again and fell from the sky.

In the 400th round, the fat black man lived up to expectations and fell again. Banban was a whole big character and posted it on the ground.

This time, he became honest and did not kill the heaven again.

It is because his cultivation level has returned to the Imperial Realm level, and he was beaten out of the blood limit state by Ye Chen. At this moment, Ye Chen can kill him with one palm.

"It's a ghost, what's that guy's origin?" The fat black man got up and was shocked. You know, he had two realms increased with the blood limit, which was enough to be with the Great Saint Hard Steel, but he didn't win a Saint King, and was beaten so miserably. All these things show that Ye Chen is terrible.

Xutian, Ye Chen walked slowly down. Although he won, he was also injured. His body was covered with blood, and his muscles and bones were exposed. The holy blood flowed, and he was almost beaten to a disabled person.

"I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore." The fat black man waved his hand in a hurry, and was so cowardly that he was not afraid of any warning. He stepped back and laughed.

It is worth mentioning that his teeth are not ordinary white, or because he is too dark, it is a bit touching, which makes his teeth look very white.

"Fellow Taoist, I hope my men will show mercy." The trapped Black and White Holy King shouted, lowering his posture and begging in his tone.

"Don't worry, don't kill him." Piaomiao's words suddenly rang out, and the man King of Humans broke out and stretched his waist hard.

His appearance almost scared the two saints of black and white. It can be seen that the human king is a quasi-emperor. After watching for so long, he didn't know that there was a quasi-emperor hidden in the dark. If he had known this, he would not have chased Ye Chen. Now, if one is not careful, the three of them may have been destroyed.

The black fat man's expression was also wonderful enough, and he almost cried. What's the hell about this? There is also a quasi-emperor?

"You, come here." The king of humans hooked his finger at the black fat man.

"I...I won't go!" The fat black man laughed dryly, and as he said, he turned around and ran away as he smiled.

"Can you run?" The king of humans was amused, and a wisp of fairy light flew out of his sleeves. After a closer look, he was a rope tied up with a fairy tie. The fat black man who had just run away was tied up on the spot, tied up in a large number of flowers and was carried back by Ye Chen.

"If you don't kill you, why are you running away?" The Human King kicked him.

"Nonsense, I didn't run away." The fat black man coughed dryly, tied up with a rope tied up, unable to move, and sat honestly on the ground.

"Don't mess with this with no use, be honest and lenient, and resist strictness."

"My name is Tang San Shao, male, twenty-one years old, one meter tall..."
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