Ye Yifan and Ye Yifan were very close to each other. With one punch and one palm, they collided almost instantly.
"Ouch!"
The sound of dragon roar swept out with a sharp sound of breaking wind.
"Bang!"
The fists and palms collided, and a loud noise was heard. Immediately, Ye Yifan was instantly blown away. After his body landed on the ground, he still couldn't bear the violent vibration and drew two meters away.
Compared to Ye Yifan, Liu Yang didn't make much money either. At the moment of the collision, he was knocked back five steps before he could stabilize his body and his face turned red.
After a fight, the two were tied again.
"Damn it, this Ye Yifan seems to have two skills! Although he has also advanced to the advanced level of Tianyuan Realm, he is just a rookie who has just been promoted. How can he be so inseparable from Liu Yang?"
"This kid is not very simple. Just now he forced Liu Yang to use his trump card: Ziyan Yaoyue."
"I didn't expect Liu Yang to be unable to defeat Ye Yifan even though he used Ziyan Yaoyue..."
The people who had been watching the fight between the two started talking a lot after seeing that Ye Yifan was still invincible after dozens of consecutive rounds.
Ye Yifan didn't care about the comments of others. However, Liu Yang's face gradually darkened. The whispers coming from around him all fell into his ears. His face became more and more gloomy.
Fists clenched.
He has always been able to move between human and earthly levels without hindrance. This is the first time he has encountered someone as troublesome as Ye Yifan. If it had been someone else, he might not have been so angry, but the guy in front of him had a hatred for him.
People. The comments around him were like sharp needles, pricking his heart hard, making him feel that he had lost all face.
He originally invited these people to watch him stepping on Ye Yifan, but now it was better, the people he invited laughed at him instead.
Liu Yang's face was a little ugly, and he slowly said: "Boy, I didn't expect you to be able to push me to this point!"
Ye Yifan sneered, twisted his wrist that was slightly painful from the shock just now, and said with a smile: "Hey, there are many things you didn't expect."
"Huh, although you haven't lost after dozens of rounds, you don't have the capital to be arrogant. Look at your hands!"
Hearing Liu Yang's words, Ye Yifan frowned and raised his hand to glance. He discovered that at some point, there were several bloody wounds on the back of his hand. At this moment, the back of his hand was stained red and sticky with blood.
Ye Yifan's face changed slightly. Maybe he was in a tense state and didn't notice the pain. When he realized, there was a burning pain on the back of his hand. This injury must have been caused by the collision just now.
Liu Yang laughed evilly and said: "Boy, this is a sign of your defeat. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, maybe I will let you go..."
"Hey, don't say such nonsense as letting me go!"
Before Liu Yang could say anything, Ye Yifan immediately motioned Liu Yang to touch his face and said, "You'd better touch your cheek first, and then you can say anything to me about begging for mercy."
Hearing this, Liu Yang felt a touch of heat slowly falling down his cheeks. With a slightly suspicious look on his face, he reached out and touched his face, only to feel a sticky liquid.
His face changed slightly and he slowly put down his hand. When he lowered his head, he saw that his fingers were covered in blood. Immediately, he felt a burning pain on his face.
Liu Yang's face suddenly turned pale, his hands were trembling slightly, and he was obviously on the verge of rage.
"Good boy."
The poisonous look appeared in Liu Yang's eyes again: "I won't give you another chance this time."
In response to Liu Yang's words, Ye Yifan raised the corner of his mouth and said nonchalantly: "I won't give you another chance either!"
Liu Yang's eyes exuded a vicious light. The palm of his right hand was curled, the fingers were spread out, and a purple light ball above the palm continued to rotate and expand.
"Are you finally going to use the ultimate trick?"
Seeing Liu Yang's appearance, Ye Yifan raised his brows and his eyes were filled with enthusiasm. Wasn't he waiting for so long just to force out this guy's trump card?
"If I don't cripple you today, my surname, Liu Yang, will not be Liu from now on!"
Liu Yang shouted loudly, and immediately he gritted his teeth, and his body flew towards Ye Yifan quickly like a gust of wind. The speed was far faster than before.
"Hey, then prepare to change your last name!"
Ye Yifan snorted coldly, and immediately rushed out.
As Ye Yifan rushed forward, a cyan light swept over his arms. Violent energy fluctuations wrapped around his hands and kept spinning, and a heart-stopping and depressing aura emitted.
Seeing Ye Yifan, who was also rushing over, a heart-stopping smile appeared on Liu Yang's already ferocious face. He activated his dantian crazily, and all his energy was concentrated on his palms, making his already sharp
The purple light group emitted a powerful and suffocating wave.
Seeing that Ye Yifan and the two were preparing for the final blow, everyone present held their breath at this moment...
"Go to hell, Ziyan Yaoyue!"
When the distance between the two was less than two meters, Liu Yang suddenly stepped on the ground, making a dent, and then he jumped up. The purple light on the palm of his hand caused violent fluctuations, and suddenly rushed towards Ye Yifan.
Smash it. Judging from the violent fluctuations of vitality, the Purple Flame Yaoyue used by Liu Yang this time was several times stronger than before.
"That's it!"
Ye Yifan also shouted loudly, his footsteps also suddenly hit the ground, a dent appeared, and he jumped up.
"Second level of Proud Dragon Fist: Transformation!"
Ye Yifan moved his Dantian to the extreme. Under his crazy urging, all the vitality in his body continued to gather on his fist. His arms more than doubled in size in an instant, and his sleeves were instantly crushed by the violent fluctuations of vitality.
The tyrannical energy wave swept away violently, and a punch brought out a sharp wind-breaking sound and was suddenly swung towards Liu Yang.
Ye Yifan frantically stimulated his Dantian, and the vitality of his body continued to surge into his fists.
A dragon-shaped light and shadow quickly wrapped around Ye Yifan's arm. In everyone's disbelieving eyes, before the fist could be punched out, it collided with the purple light ball in Liu Yang's palm.
"bump!"
A loud sound was heard in the air along with a dazzling light, and a strong wave of air swept through the air.
The air crackled under the pressure of the two men's tyrannical energy waves. The trees around them were shaken by the tyrannical waves, causing their branches and leaves to fall to the ground. Some brittle branches were instantly broken by the powerful energy waves...