"You are a demon cultivator!"
Feeling the powerful aura that Yang Chen was constantly emitting, Geng Jinhua said with a face full of shock.
In his shock, there was also a deep fear.
Because the aura exuding from Yang Chen is still rising.
Just now, the aura on Yang Chen's body had reached the late stage of the sixth-grade heaven, but now, it has reached the peak of the sixth-grade heaven.
The key is that Yang Chen's strength is still on the rise after reaching the peak of the sixth-grade heaven realm.
"What method did you use?"
Geng Jinhua asked angrily.
He couldn't accept that a young man under thirty years old actually had the same strength as him.
However, Yang Chen ignored him at this time, his eyes were filled with scarlet red, and his whole body exuded an extremely powerful aura.
Demonic power billows around him, as if he is a real big devil.
"I have to kill him as quickly as possible, otherwise it will be even harder to kill him when he gets a little stronger."
A dazzling murderous intention flashed in Geng Jinhua's eyes, he stepped on the ground suddenly, and swooped in the direction of Yang Chen.
"Go to hell!"
Almost instantly, he rushed in front of Yang Chen, raised his hand and punched, directly exploding with all his strength, and landed hard.
"Bang!"
Geng Jinhua punched Yang Chen in the chest, causing a dull impact.
"What?"
Geng Jinhua's eyes were filled with horror, and his face was full of disbelief.
"How can this be?"
Geng Jinhua said in shock: "How could your physical strength be so strong? Even my violent punches can't break through your defense?"
The violent punch is his famous stunt. It is so powerful that few people in the same realm can stand still and withstand this punch.
And Yang Chen not only withstood the punch with his body, but also didn't suffer any damage.
"I do not believe!"
Geng Jinhua suddenly became angry and gritted his teeth and said: "A mere trash from the secular world is worthy of being my opponent? Die!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Geng Jinhua went crazy, punching Yang Chen on the chest several times in succession, and each punch was more powerful than the last.
However, Yang Chen was only shaken back five or six steps, but was still uninjured, and his aura continued to rise.
Geng Jinhua suddenly had the illusion that he was not facing a young man from the secular world, but one of the top bosses in the ancient martial arts world.
At this moment, the ground under Yang Chen's feet had already collapsed, and cracks as thick as an arm were spreading in all directions.
At this moment, Yang Chen's momentum finally stopped rising.
His dark eyes were staring at Geng Jinhua.
At this moment, Geng Jinhua felt cold and biting all over his body, as if he was being stared at by the god of death, and his body was trembling a little.
Yang Chen said coldly: "Have you beaten enough? Now, it's my turn!"
As his words fell, Geng Jinhua discovered that Yang Chen had disappeared.
"Bang!"
The next second, Yang Chen's figure appeared in front of Geng Jinhua. Before Geng Jinhua could react, he felt his chest collapse and he was knocked away by a violent force.
"Bang bang bang!"
After Geng Jinhua was knocked into the air, he broke several trees one after another before falling limply to the ground.
With one punch, the second elder of Tianhai Sect, a strong man at the peak of the sixth level of heaven, lost his fighting ability.
