Zhuo Yifan frowned secretly, secretly surprised by the true immortal's methods. He had been exploring with his spiritual sense just now, but found nothing.
Since there is no trickery in this hall and a battle is required, then go straight in!
In fact, monks practice mostly for fighting. Once a person has abilities, he will inevitably become inflated and feel that he is the best in the world and refuse to give in easily. When two strong men with the same idea come together, it is difficult not to fight.
In order to achieve their goals, they can't help but use their best abilities to solve problems, so fighting has become the only way for monks to solve problems.
Zhuo Yifan took the Blood Spirit Thorn and strode forward.
But the resistance was still there, as if he had hit a pile of very elastic cotton wool, gently bouncing him away.
"Weapons are not allowed here, so you'd better put your magic weapon away!"
Mo Chen looked at Zhuo Yifan out of nowhere and reminded him in real time.
Zhuo Yifan put away the blood spirit thorn and moved forward again. As expected, the resistance was gone. As soon as he exerted his strength, it was as if he had squeezed into a ball of mucus. The next moment, his body appeared in the main hall.
"Hmph, you are so stupid that you dare to break into my Fiery Palace. You are really brave."
A cold voice sounded.
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but be stunned: "Female?"
"Why, you look down on women? Humph, stupid humans are ugly, arrogant and hopeless." The woman was so angry that her voice became excited.
Zhuo Yifan became angry when he heard this. What he was most satisfied with was his IQ and appearance. This woman dared to laugh at what he was most proud of. It was simply something that his uncle could tolerate and his aunt couldn't. She must be trained and taught to treat such a wrong person like her.
The concept is corrected.
"Stop pretending to be a fool. If you have the guts, I'll show you what it means to be a real man."
After saying that, Zhuo Yifan straightened his lower body like a gangster.
"How dare you disrespect me. You are seeking death!"
As expected, the woman couldn't bear it any longer. Zhuo Yifan felt a hot whirlwind suddenly rise in the hall, rushing towards him like a sharp arrow. Before he had time to react, he had already been punched in the stomach.
The huge fire power roared and was about to rush into his body.
But Zhuo Yifan's physical training in the past year is not fake. The reaction of muscles and Qi has reached an unprecedented level. It is almost an instinctive reaction. His muscles squirm and his abdomen is as hard as iron in an instant. It's really
The airflow turns and shakes outward, dissolving this force.
The huge momentum still pushed his body back several feet, but Zhuo Yifan was not hurt at all. After a slight adjustment, he fell to the ground, but his clothes were burned into a big hole.
Zhuo Yifan frowned, is it possible that he has to strip naked to fight with this woman? This is the last set of clothes in his ring collection!
Zhuo Yifan originally collected more than a dozen sets of Tang suits in his ring, but they couldn't withstand the long-term calcining of the fire element space. Although he spent most of his time exploring naked, he didn't have the habit of running around naked when he was outside.
, this last set of clothes was ruined, making him dumbfounded.
The most annoying thing was that before he could see what the attacker looked like, he saw a red shadow flash past, and he had already been hit.
Zhuo Yifan usually relied on his speed to abuse others, but had he ever been abused like this? Or by a woman, which aroused the arrogance in his heart.