Yan Wibi is still very confident in the power of his body. Even if he is facing a spiritual master in the realm of Shen Fusion, his body has been tempered by spiritual power for many years and is no longer comparable to that of ordinary spiritual masters. He still has no

No trace of fear.

As for Yan Jingjing, he is even less worried. Yan Wubian has already seen the terror of the former's physical strength before his cultivation has recovered. What's more, Yan Jingjing's cultivation has greatly improved now.

Under the influence of the dragon bloodline, his physical strength was so powerful that even he was not sure he could win.

In this special environment, Yan Wubian believed that with his and Yan Jingjing's physical strength, even if the spiritual masters on the other side were members of the Golden Lion clan who were good at physical strength, he would still be confident in defeating the other side.

"Haha, you two, who are only spiritual masters in the God Gathering Realm at the highest level, dare to speak arrogantly. It's been a long time, I don't know how long, no one has dared to talk to me like this."

The one-armed old man's golden eyes shot towards Yan Jingjing, then he grinned and continued:

"Then let me see your methods. No matter what you say is true or false, I will break all your bones into pieces."

"boom!"

Just when the sound of his last word fell, the one-armed old man stamped his foot suddenly, a strong wind blew past, and his figure blurred for a while, and then disappeared from the place.

When the one-armed old man disappeared, Yan Wubian and Yan Jingjing's expressions froze at the same time. With a little tip of their toes, they dispersed and turned into light and shadow and quickly retreated.

"boom!"

A fist shadow penetrated the void and directly bombarded the place where Yan Wubian and the two were previously. The space suddenly shook, cracks appeared, and a strong wind spread out.

The attack failed, and the one-armed old man appeared, his expression unchanged, and he punched out again, like a God of Thunder wielding a thunder hammer, bringing a roaring loud sound and a violent and domineering power in the direction of Yan Jingjing.

Blast away.

Yan Jingjing dodged again, but did not resist the opponent's attack.

"Why, the big talk before was just casual talk? Why is it so unbearable now? Let me see your methods."

The one-armed old man's attacks continued, and at the same time the sound of wild laughter resounded.

However, just as the one-armed old man finished speaking, the retreating Yan Jingjing suddenly stopped. In the depths of her black eyes, golden light seemed to be condensing, and then she slowly clenched her palms.

Faintly, a dragon's roar vibrated out of his body, and his petite body seemed to have grown in size.

"boom!"

At the same time, the figure of the one-armed old man flashed out again, and the rapidly blasting fist shadow filled the entire space, as if it was about to destroy the earth.

Facing the one-armed old man's increasingly shocking attacks, Yan Jingjing did not dodge anymore, as if her physical strength had been brewed to the limit. The volcanic power made her unable to help but vent it out.

"Let me learn how powerful a spiritual master in the realm of Shen Fusion is."

Golden light surged in his eyes, Yan Jingjing's expression remained calm, and at this moment, he punched out.

This punch seems to be extremely calm, but it gives people a vague feeling of explosive power, giving people a chilling feeling.

As a result, under the gazes of several people around them, the fists of the two people had already struck each other heavily.

"Bang!"

Powerful winds shot out in all directions, and two figures shot out violently.

Yan Jingjing stepped on the air with her feet. Every step she took would cause the bones below to explode. Wherever her figure retreated, the void rippled and the space vibrated.

After taking seven or eight steps back like this, he forcibly stabilized his figure, and then looked forward with a solemn expression.

Yan Jingjing knew very well that the punch she had just pushed had almost pushed her physical strength to the extreme, but even so, she could not easily take down the opponent.

The physical strength of this one-armed old man was stronger than she imagined.

While Yan Jingjing's face was solemn, the one-armed old man shot out from the front and landed in front of the other Golden Lion Clan spiritual masters. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked down at his fist.

The severe pain that was transmitted caused a look of shock to appear in his eyes.

Although it was just pure physical strength, the one-armed old man was confident that an ordinary Shenju realm spiritual master would never be able to withstand the attack he just received, but the human spiritual master in front of him was not only

He blocked it and gained the upper hand.

"How is this possible?"

The one-armed old man turned his gaze back to Yan Jingjing, his tone full of disbelief.

He knew in his heart that he was completely at a disadvantage in the physical weakness just now. In other words, in terms of physical strength alone, the little human girl who had reached the God Gathering Realm was even stronger than him. Even

It's not necessarily more tyrannical than he thought.

On the other side, although he had confidence in Yan Jingjing's physical strength, Yan Wubian breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene.

"Damn it, how did you cultivate such a powerful physical body? Among the younger generation of the Golden Lion Clan that I have seen, the genius who specializes in physical strength is probably not as good as her. But you want to defeat me like this, don't you?

So naive."

At this point, a trace of ferocious bloodlust appeared on the face of the one-armed old man. The moment his voice fell, a powerful spiritual pressure burst out.

"Try to punch me again."

The one-armed old man stood in the spiritual power, like an ancient divine lion, showing his dominance.

Then his figure shot out again, turning into a blurry figure that appeared in front of Yan Jingjing, and punched out again.

It's just that this punch obviously has more than just physical power. What's even more astonishing is that it also has vast spiritual power rushing out like a mountain torrent.

That fist that shines with golden brilliance is like a golden torrent running through the heaven and earth. Anything blocking its front will be completely destroyed by it.

If the one-armed old man had punched him elsewhere, let alone Yan Jingjing, who was only in the Shenju realm, I am afraid that even an ordinary Shenfusion realm spiritual master would be seriously injured instantly if hit from the front.

Facing this scene, Yan Jingjing's eyes were extremely solemn, but there was no trace of fear in her solemnity.

The one-armed old man's punch was indeed powerful, but the opponent had obviously forgotten that the rules of the space here had changed.

At this time, before Yan Jingjing could respond, the one-armed old man punched hard. His face suddenly changed, and his body paused. He only felt an inexplicable terrifying force, which suddenly pressed down on him.

The power in his body and fists was released thousands of miles away, and the power was suddenly greatly reduced.

At the moment when the one-armed old man paused, Yan Jingjing's eyes lit up, and a golden dragon shadow appeared on the back of his hand, and then the figure slammed out...

"roar!"

As Yan Jingjing waved his arm, a sound of dragon roar suddenly came from his fist, and a vast dragon power instantly filled the air from his body. At this moment, his arm seemed to turn into a roaring golden dragon.

, hit the one-armed old man hard on the chest.

"Bang!"

A deep sound resounded. The one-armed old man's face turned pale, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out in an instant. His body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and came to the golden lion clan spirits.

The division in front stopped with the help of the middle-aged man.

As for him, his eyes instantly dimmed, and he looked extremely depressed.

Obviously, under Yan Jingjing's punch, the one-armed old man had been severely injured and was no longer able to fight.

At this moment, there was silence within the dragon skeleton.

Everyone stared blankly at Yan Jingjing, who exuded a powerful aura of dragon power. Who could have expected that the one-armed old man would be defeated so quickly and so completely.

Yan Wubian was stunned for a moment, and then a look of joy appeared on his face. Although he was very confident in his physical strength, if it were him, he would want to be like Yan Jingjing, who could severely injure the opponent in one fell swoop.

, is obviously impossible.

Yan Jingjing's physical strength is probably even stronger than his thunder spirit body.
Chapter completed!