"Ouch!"
"..."
The withered ghost hand stretched out from the black mist and grabbed Fang Tianzhao fiercely.
"impossible!"
"This kid is only in the early stage of innateness, why is he not exhausted yet?" Fang Tianzhao was secretly shocked, and he took two steps back.
He raised his hand to seal the secret and smacked it in front of him, causing the entire empty block to tremble slightly.
The spiritual power in the surrounding air quickly gathered in front of Fang Tianzhao, instantly forming an absolute defense.
"Click!"
"Kacha."
Bones shattered inch by inch.
"Boy, you should know that in my domain, you cannot break through the defense." Fang Tianzhao's figure was only knocked back a few steps.
Fang Tianzhao's face was gloomy. He was not injured and his own consumption was not great. It was just that he was pressed and beaten by a child who was not as strong as him, which made him a little irritated.
"I know." Ye Wentian smiled.
"call!"
"..."
The voice has not yet fallen.
Ye Wentian's steps were like wind, and his figure was like lightning. His kick suddenly fell down, bringing with it bursts of strong wind.
The wind is like a sharp blade, splitting the air.
"This kicking technique is extraordinary!"
"This kid... actually has such fighting power?"
Fang Tianzhao was even more shocked in his heart. At such a young age, he had mastered top-notch secret arts, and his spiritual power was as vast as a sea of smoke. This boy could never let him continue to live.
He must be nearing the end of his strength.
"Bang!"
"Clang."
"..."
Under continuous defense.
Fang Tianzhao could feel that the opponent's offensive was gradually weakening.
When his strength is exhausted, he will strike with the next blow and kill the child.
at this time.
"Buzz!"
"Boom!"
The entire empty block shook violently, An An's punch fell not far away, and cracks appeared in the air in front of him.
"Pfft..." An couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned a little pale.
He took two steps back and staggered, obviously exhausted.
"Kaka!"
"..."
The cracks on the transparent glass spread like a spider web, extending to the entire block in the blink of an eye, and then quickly fell off.
As far as the eye can see.
The originally empty streets turned into suburban wilderness.
Ye Wentian's location has long left the city, and there is a constant distance from the villa on the top of the mountain.
"Brother Tian, it's broken." An's arms trembled slightly.
"Good job!" Ye Wentian showed a smile on his face and gave a thumbs up.
Next, it will be much easier.
Fang Tianzhao stood in front, glanced at Ye Wentian and the two, with a mocking look on his face: "Oh, stupid, boy, Fang is standing here, do you still have the strength to punch again?"
The words fell.
Fang Tianzhao took another step forward.
The majestic momentum that erupted around him was in sharp contrast to Ye Wentian and the two of them.
That terrifying sense of oppression was actually a bit stronger than before!
An's body trembled, and another mouthful of blood almost spurted out.
"Brother Tian, you...go first." An Yin suppressed his injuries, and even though he was exhausted, he still wanted to block Ye Wentian's front.
He could feel that Brother Tian's current state had reached its limit.
"fine."
"I have one punch, which is enough to kill him." Ye Wentian waved his hand and motioned for the person in front of him to step aside.
Since leaving the novice, he has met many martial arts masters, and the one who is truly worthy of his full strength is undoubtedly the person in front of him.
Ye Wentian's eyes flashed, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became more intense.
Take a step forward.
"Buzz!"
"..."
Ye Wentian's fist peak glowed with a faint golden light.
"This is?"
"Old Palace Master's..."
An trembled all over, his eyes fixed on the fist of the person in front of him, his cold eyes filled with a hint of fanaticism for the first time in a long time.
The next moment, the person in front of him brought out a golden light and rushed forward.
Fang Tianzhao's eyes narrowed, and for the first time a look of disbelief appeared on his face. The person in front of him was obviously exhausted, so why could he still feel threatened?
Don't wait for Fang Amaterasu to figure it out.
"Don't move! As you wish, my punch is coming." Ye Wentian was approaching, his right fist clenched, and the golden light on the fist edge surged.
Fang Tianzhao was shocked in his heart, and his intuition told him not to resist.
"Boy, do you think I'm stupid?"
"Standing still is a bastard." The expression on Fang Tianzhao's face was no longer as relaxed as before, but instead showed solemnity.
His figure quickly retreated, and the terrifying spiritual power of the fake elixir realm exploded, forming a defense in front of him.
At the same time, he raised his hand.
"call!"
"..."
A small cyan shield engraved with runes was caught in Fang Tianzhao's hand.
The next second, another defense took shape.
"Fang's defense is not weaker than your Emperor Zhao's Order." After Fang Tianzhao launched his defense, confidence showed in his eyes.
He admitted that he was too young, but this punch was definitely his limit.
"Dragon Shaking Fist."
"break!"
"Yan..."
Ye Wentian shouted lowly.
With one punch, there was a faint reverberation of the dragon's roar, and a terrifying force erupted, falling like a mountain bearing down on top.
Fang Tianzhao's pupils narrowed.
"hiss!"
"Dragon Roar! Golden Light!"
"Damn it...are you that person's disciple?" Fang Tianzhao saw clearly the power of that punch, and his eyes suddenly showed fear, as if he remembered something extremely terrible.
No wonder that old guy from Zhao Kingdom has been hiding in the royal city!
"boom!"
"Click..."
Terrifying power poured down, his spiritual defense was instantly shattered, and cracks appeared on the small green shield in front of him.
"Boy, Fang will no longer be involved in the matter between you and Zhaoguo's Imperial Master, and today's matter will be over." Fang Tianzhao's spiritual power exploded again, and after barely resisting a punch, his figure retreated again.
The Fang family doesn't take Li Xuanyuan seriously.
But that person was something the Fang family could never afford to offend.
"Ever?"
"If you come to kill me, you should be prepared to be killed." Ye Wentian's eyes turned cold, his golden fist pressed down, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
"boom!"
"..."
The last defense in front of Fang Tianzhao shattered, and horror flashed across his face. He no longer wanted to fight. Even if he killed the child in front of him, he might not be able to survive in the face of that person's revenge.
"puff……"
"Damn it, back off Fang!" Fang Tianzhao spurted out a mouthful of blood, raised his hand to create a blood mark, resisted the punch, and then unleashed a majestic counterattack.
His figure quickly retreated, and there was already a teleportation talisman in his hand.
Ye Wentian's eyes narrowed and he mobilized the Yin and Yang Qi in his body.
"call!"
"..."
One black and one white, two extreme powers attached to his wrist, flowing down towards the person in front.
"What...what is this?" Fang Tianzhao's pupils narrowed slightly, and he only felt a numb scalp.
It was difficult for him to understand that a child in his twenties could have such fighting power, with so many top secret techniques at his fingertips, and his spiritual power seemed to have no limit.
The extremely strong death threat overwhelmed Fang Tianzhao's mind.
