After venting a sip of turbid air, Tuta's brow couldn't help but become a little solemn from the initial joke.

For a moment, Tuta released his mind with all his strength and firmly protected his body. As long as there was a little movement, he would directly punch out.

"Um?"

The mind flashed, and Tuta suddenly cracked the corner of his mouth and punched him in front of him.

"Wave King Fist!"

Boom~!

The void ahead was directly hit and shaking. Then, a green shadow swayed, staggered for several steps and then disappeared without a trace again.

"Hmph! In the face of absolute strength, all speed is nothingness. Let me lose it!"

Tuta smiled again, and the thick light fist hit his side again.

Puff~!

Ye Jian's body quickly retreated, his chest was dull, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

"Hahaha,"

How could the Tuta man be willing to miss this opportunity? He immediately jumped and chased Ye Jian like a tiger. The earth and rocks on the ground instantly cracked.

"Wave King Fist!"

The light fist flashed, and it turned into several feet in size and crushed towards Ye Jian. The air around seemed to have been drained, and Ye Jian's figure did not have time to flash.

Seeing Tuta's fist marks hit, he was in a state of anxiety, Ye Jian's heart was extremely quiet.

Buzz ~!

The sword force broke through the body and instantly merged into the blood sword in his hand. The remaining internal energy in his body surged and tilted. Suddenly, a thick sword energy was formed.

Ye Jian had no expression on his face, his eyes flashed with firmness. As the fist mark was about to hit, he no longer had any hesitation and directly swung out with Ye Jian with all his strength.

"Immortal—Slay!"

call out!

The strong air light cuts through the air directly, and bombards the Void with the King of Fist of Tuta, causing a huge explosion.

The two competed with each other. Although Ye Jian's sword energy was strong, his cultivation level was always low. The sword energy collapsed directly after not resisting a few breaths. The remaining waves of the king's fist blasted towards Ye Jian again.

Boom~!

The waves of air rolled in, and Ye Jian's chest sounded muffled, then his body retreated uncontrollably, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the corners of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

"Brother Ye Jian?!"

In the distance, Ye Xuan was very anxious and suddenly exclaimed, and her body swept, and was about to surge towards her. However, before she could take action, the enemy on the opposite side exhaled with a knife, but the sword breath directly stopped her figure.

"Hahaha, boy, die!"

When Li Tong saw this scene in the distance, he immediately smiled grimly.
Chapter completed!