Vol 3 Chapter 870: Fist

Hongxiang really suffocated. Bayi Chinese W≠W≈W≥. ≠8＝1≤Z≥≥W≥. =C≤O≥Μ
He thought he had just acted before and pretended to suffocate. He didn't expect it to be suffocated now.
He Yan, an old immortal, how can he be so powerful?
Hong Xiang really doesn't understand why he is the eighth-level royal family, and his strength is so different from that of He Yan.
The fist seemed to come from the void, he could not hide even if he wanted to hide.
This is different from Ye Zhongming's ability to suddenly make his body heavy. That kind of ability is a kind of restraint, and the power mastered by He Yan Wangzun is helpless.
A frustration that knows that the fist is there, but can't hide it.
Hong Xiang knew that if he was replaced by someone else, even a seven-level king, he would never be able to avoid it, and he was destined to be bombarded with a single blow. He just staggered his body slightly.
Now, the entire left arm is not intuitive.
You know, he is wearing two pieces of defensive equipment.
The dullness in the body was a little bit better with a spit of blood, but Ling Lie's murderous anger came over immediately, and Hong Xiang scolded his mother's heart.
Undead, why are you staring at me? There is a young and strong man over there.
But to think about it, King Hongxiang still wields his power as king at the moment when his life is at stake.
Feeling the danger, Hong Xiang didn't look at it, but rubbed it on the ground with his movable hand, and his body slipped out.
He Yan's fist hit the place where Hong Xiang was just now. Large pieces of rubble splashed and flew in the king's tent.
The double-edged sword behind him arrived.
It’s a pity to scream, He Yan doesn’t care about any image at all, and his already bent body wants to learn to grab both hands on the ground with Hong Xiang, and then rushes forward, as long as the fist is raised again, Hong Xiang can be killed first .
Normally, He Yan Wang Zun's response is no problem. He has two opponents' strength so that he can calmly deal with their attacks. If he does not regenerate the accident of an unknown attack before, he will always occupy the battlefield. Until the end.
But he still underestimated Ye Zhongming.
He Yan's body suddenly paused violently just before he evaded, as if there were tens of thousands of strength pressing on his body, which caused his movement to stop instantaneously.
Jump gravity!
The earth elves shot again, and for the first time, to use this ability to change gravity, in order to naturally be surprised.
Ye Zhongming was originally intended to be used in the battle between the two sides, because even the sneak attacks that were not sure before were not exposed, but now if they don’t, Hong Xiang may be really dangerous.
In another case, Ye Zhongming, Hong Xiang’s life and death, really didn’t care, but now, he can’t die yet. Because he is Ye Zhongming's only helper here, other people are preventing the people from He Yan from coming in and messing up.
Wan Zhongyin cut the sword and fell on He Yan.
Some sounds of breaking through the body came, and blood flowers were flying in the air, but Ye Zhongming didn't feel any joy, but retreated.
He Yan was struck by Ye Zhongming's back because he was caught off guard, but instead of being split in half, he had black light on his body. Ye Zhongming's strongest blow was actually absorbed by black light!
He originally wanted to grab the forward body on the ground, but jumped backwards, and the body rolled over, and the fist that made Hong Xiang's soul fluttered toward Ye Zhongming.
It was too fast, and the counterattack was too violent. When Ye Zhongming had to be in the air, he held Wusha with the knife stone which had not been fully retracted with one hand. The other hand collided with this fist.
The fist surrounded by black flames met the fist surrounded by white dots.
"The power of fissures!"
"Lingxiao Cut!"
Both of them have their own tricks.
The black flame is like a strange hand that eats people, and opens a big mouth of blood basins full of fangs to Ye Zhongming, and the photoelectricity cut by Ling Xiao is like a star in the sky, showing a long and deep power.
Snapped!
The two fists touched without fancy!
Ye Zhongming's side, the right arm of the fist and the obvious back from the shoulder blade to restore the original, the humerus, clavicle, shoulder blade of the entire arm, broke in response!
The arm hangs directly weakly on both sides of the body.
The severe pain caused the muscles on Ye Zhongming's face to twitch several times. His body lost control in the air and fell to the ground of the king's tent. The green armor worn on his body also directly appeared a large crack, which was directly damaged.
He Yan's blow directly injured Ye Zhongming.
He Yan’s situation there is not very good either. He had been chopped on his body by his professional skills before. Although his combat skills absorbed half of his power, he was after all a fine professional skill, even if only half of his power remained. It was enough for him to be hit hard.
He took a punch with his wounds back, killing Ye Zhongming in one fell swoop, but who thought that the fist that even Hong Xiang couldn't resist was stopped by the boy, and he fought back.
He Yan did not lose all his arms like Ye Zhongming's, but his finger bones were all broken!
Ye Zhongming's power, blessed by the sea crown, earth equipment, and clear body, and other power equipment, has grown to an unexpected level. If it is not Heyan, it will soon be close to the ninth level, replaced by the ordinary eighth level, Ye Zhongming Not afraid at all!
He didn't explode He Yan's hand directly, or his combat skill took advantage of the relationship, absorbing the damage and turning it into his power to fight back.
At the same time, the photoelectricity cut by Ling Xiao was directly printed on the front chest of the Heyan royal family.
Without desperation, all the mental power is used. Ye Zhongming has learned to control this ability, but how can he underestimate the power of this one-third mental power? He Yan's front chest was directly blurred, even under the neck, where the bones could already be seen, just a little worse, and he would hit the deadly part of the old guy.
"Good, good, but die!"
He Yan has now completely entered a state of madness. Where can he give Ye Zhongming another chance to calmly attack again? He already has fear in this guy from the earth.
The method of attack is too weird and too powerful.
It was just that he forgot behind him, and there was another Hong Xiang who had stood up.
The Wang Zun quietly gave his strongest voice.
The body turned into a ray of light, directly mounted on He Yan's back.
"Blade!"
Hong Xiang didn't hold back like he was captured by Ye Zhongming, and finally at this time, his fierce fangs were exposed, and at once, he crashed into Heyan!
The situation is reversed at this moment!