"Yintian Holy Son, you are too arrogant. Are you just disregarding our dissuasion?" The middle-aged martial arts master in his thirties also shouted loudly with some anger.

"Hmph, Mr. Iron Fan, I will accompany you if you want to fight!" The Holy Son of Yin Tian didn't take anyone seriously at all. He really thought that he was invincible in the world. He snorted coldly and continued to rush towards Ye Tianchen.

"Amitabha!" The Taoist nun holding a jade bottle shouted the Buddha's name.

"Very good, very good, Jing Wuhuan, with you, the Taoist nun here, after I kill this kid, you can still save him!" The Holy Son of Yintian said with a laugh.

Huo Xian'er, Pangu Yun, Iron Fan Gongzi, Jing Wuhuan, each of these four martial arts masters emitted an unfathomable aura. Ye Tianchen would not be arrogant. He was indeed a little scared. The origins of these four people must be extraordinary. They did not come from a holy land with a long history, but should be a sect with a strong foundation, or a martial arts family, because all the auras on them were completely different, with a feeling of unmoving.

Bang!

The Holy Son of Yintian took action. He was so arrogant and arrogant. He obviously took action. He wanted to steal Ye Tianchen's prey, but now he had to kill Ye Tianchen strongly. Even the Clay Bodhisattva was afraid that he would be angry and would not let others bully him like this. What's more, the Holy Son of Yintian really regarded Ye Tianchen as a fish on the chopping board, and seemed to be able to control Ye Tianchen's life and death at any time. He could slap Ye Tianchen to death with a slap.

One palm fell down, carrying an extremely powerful aura. When in the air, the palm of the Yintian Shengzi turned into a millstone. He suppressed it and wanted to smash Ye Tianchen into meat sauce alive.

"Huo Xian'er, what are you doing?" Panguyun couldn't help asking when he saw Huo Xian'er seemed to want to take action.

"We can't let them fight here, I'm afraid they will alarm the unimaginable existence of this primitive forbidden area. We will be pulled in at that time!" Huo Xian'er frowned like a spirited fairy and said.

"It might as well, there are many major inheritance forces coming in this time. It is really better than the heavenly conscience. The strange treasure in the primitive zone is about to be born, but I don't expect that the Wang family will have such a thing again. Many powerful inheritances have no excuses to come in. Now they all have excuses, all of them are rushing to the strange treasure. This primitive zone is destined to be stained with blood!" Mr. Iron Fan said with a sneer.

"Amitabha, I think that strange treasure is not a treasure, but a murderous weapon. It will cause blood to flow into a river before it is born. Good, good!" Jing Wuhuan said worriedly.

"The success and defeat of the enemy. Only the strong can survive, have the right to speak, and get the treasure. This is destined. Let the Yintian Holy Son fight and he wins. It can only be said that the young martial artist is not as skilled as others. If he loses, he will probably not be able to escape death. The young martial artist is not weak, nor is he a clay man who can be easily pinched!" Panguyun said.

"That's true. I think the Holy Son of Yuntian is going to suffer a huge loss, and there is only one strange treasure. You and I join forces to break in. How can there be a weak person if you can reach this point? When the strange treasure is born, you and I will have to fight together!" Mr. Tiefan said with a clear view.

At this time, the Holy Son of Yintian had already slapped Ye Tianchen with a palm, and shouted, "Little ant dares to resist me, don't listen to me, and just crush and kill me!"

"You are talking about yourself!" Ye Tianchen said calmly with a sneer.

Bang!

At this moment, Ye Tianchen also took action. He stood still and looked at the Son of Yintian coldly. The Son of Yintian was indeed very profound in cultivation. This young man had reached the middle stage of Martial Saint, and his combat power was even higher than that of cultivation. This is something that few people could do. No wonder he was so arrogant and wanted to kill people if he had any problems. He was indeed of extraordinary strength.

Bang!

He bombarded with one punch, and Ye Tianchen did not use the power of the "Overlord Fist" immediately. After all, using the "Overlord Fist" would consume a lot of money on himself. In this "primitive forbidden zone", I don't know what kind of terrifying existence will be. Saving combat power is the most basic method. You can't act recklessly. How powerful the Yintian Holy Son is, you haven't figured out yet. All the power is bursting out randomly. Even if you kill the Yintian Holy Son, you are afraid that the four people who are watching the battle next to you will likely take the opportunity to attack. You must be careful.

Bang!

The palm force of the Yintian Shengshen fell down, crushing a large area of ​​huge rocks and trees. Ye Tianchen's fist force also bombarded, facing the palm force of the Yintian Shengshen.

"Isn't the power of your palm very good? Where did you get the momentum just now? It was as if you could slap me to death. Why can't you do it?" Ye Tianchen sneered and said to the Holy Son of Yintian with disdain.

"You... are looking for death!"

The Holy Son of Yintian did not expect that the power of his palm would be enough to crush a mountain. Ye Tianchen could take it forward without dodging or avoiding it. This guy is not low. He is afraid that it would not be so easy to kill him. However, the Holy Son of Yintian still has absolute confidence. He is the Holy Son of Yintian Sect who has been trained for hundreds of years. It can be said that he has been making great progress all the way. Nowadays, except for some immortal monsters of the Yintian Sect, no one in the Yintian Sect is his opponent. He is the veritable heir to the next leader of the Yintian Sect and will command the entire Yintian Sect. How powerful is it? How could he allow himself to lose?

"That guy's physical strength is so powerful. He doesn't seem to use the true power of martial arts!" Huo Xian'er stared at Ye Tianchen tightly, and said with an incredible look.

"This guy is not that easy to suppress. It seems that he is much stronger than we imagined. The Sun Tian Holy Son probably didn't expect that the fat Taoist priest in front of him would be so powerful." Pangu Yun also frowned and said.

"Hmph, I have already said that the fat Taoist priest is afraid that his cultivation level is not low, so it is hard to say who wins and who loses!" Mr. Tiefan sneered and said with a look of watching the show.

boom!

Suddenly, the world was trembling constantly, and dark clouds appeared in the sky, as if the sky was dim. Ye Tianchen frowned. The Yintian Holy Son in front of him was covered with an incredible force. This power was very yin, as if it was rushing from the Jiuyou Underworld, and it felt like it was about to hit the Nine Heavens directly, even the sky was about to overturn.

Bang!

The sky exploded, Ye Tianchen was shocked and couldn't help but look up. He saw a huge palm print above his head. This palm print was not condensed by the Holy Son of Yintian with the true martial arts energy, but seemed to fall from the sky. The feeling of oppression was very strong, and the air around him was suffocated.

At this time, Huo Xian'er, Panguyun, Iron Fan Gongzi, and Jing Wuhuan all frowned, covering their bodies with a stream of martial arts true energy, and used it to protect their bodies because they all felt an incredible force. It seemed that the Yintian Holy Son used one of his strongest martial arts magic, and this power must be taken seriously.

"Is this... Could it be the Yintian Palm of the Yintian Sect?" Jing Wuhuan asked in surprise.

"That's right, it is the Yintian Palm, the establishment of the sect, Yintian Palm. It is rumored that this magic technique has killed many powerful people in ancient times. Once it is hit by this palm force, the body and divine thoughts will turn into ashes in a moment, and even the Nine Heavens will tremble!" Huo Xian'er said with a frown.

"I didn't expect that this Yintian Holy Son is indeed powerful. He practiced Yintian Palm, one of the strongest magical techniques of the Yintian Cult at such a young age, to the level of small success. If he really succeeds, it will be difficult to resist this move!" Mr. Iron Fan never sneered again and said seriously.

"It seems that the young fat Taoist priest is dead. He has neither used martial arts to resist nor used treasures to escape. He should have been shocked, and is waiting to die!" Panguyun said.

Indeed, Ye Tianchen was shocked. The Yintian Palm, which fell from the sky, seemed to cover the world. No matter where you run, it would be within its attack range. It was so huge that even if you use the "Divine Action Technique", you would probably not have time to escape. Ye Tianchen had no idea of ​​running away at all. The Yintian Holy Son is indeed very strong, but Ye Tianchen is not weak. This little power is not enough to scare him into fleeing in panic.

"No one can survive under the Yintian Palm yet. It's so cheap for you to kill you with the Yintian Palm!" The Holy Son of Yintian looked at Ye Tianchen fiercely and said.

"Well, I will break your Yintian Palm!" Ye Tianchen roared and left the ground. He did not use the technique of controlling the air, but kicked the ground with the power of his body. A large crack that was dozens of meters long and more than one meter wide broke out on the ground, which shocked Huo Xian'er and the four of them were stunned. They could not imagine how powerful the physical strength of Ye Tianchen was.

Swish!

Ye Tianchen used powerful physical strength, and after leaving the ground, he turned into a golden light and rushed towards the Yintian Palm that was shaking down from the sky. Huo Xian'er and others were so shocked that they almost dropped their chins. I wonder what Ye Tianchen was going to do? Is he going to shake this Yintian Palm? Are you looking for death?

"The physical strength of this fat Taoist priest is too strong, but he cannot beat Yintian Palm like this. As long as he is infected with the power of Yintian Palm, his spirit and body will be destroyed in an instant. If such a fighting style is lost, I am afraid that the young fat Taoist priest will be defeated. Yintian Holy Son is indeed more skilled!"
Chapter completed!