Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu... Huhuhuhu... In just a moment, Liu Yan directly opened the third gate of Dunjia.

Its power, speed, etc. are instantly increased by twice.

The full blood of qi also made him look a little angry and powerful.

The moment Lin Dongnan punched, Liu Yan could have avoided it calmly, but he had no intention of dodging at all. Instead, he punched out with his right hand.

"Drunk and thunder!"

Crackling... The fist came out like a thunder thunder storm.

Drunk and shocking thunder! Liu Yan made more than ten punches in a row, and each punch was drunk and shocking thunder, but each punch was different.

After all, the Drunken Thunder is a complete set of fusion martial arts, and the changes in it are unpredictable. You can use the Drunken Thunder in every move.

Boom! In an instant, Liu Yan's fist and Lin Dongnan's fist collided again.

Crack! Almost instantly, the sound of fracture sounded, but it was completely covered by the violent collision sound.

Even Liu Yan and Lin Dongnan, who were so close to each other, could only hear a little noise.

Lin Dongnan had a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph! Look at me slapping your fists and putting you on..." Before my thoughts could completely flash across my mind, Lin Dongnan's expression suddenly froze.

A sharp pain came from his fist in an instant.

What?

Is this... my fist bone was cracked?

Thoughts flashed through. Before Lin Dongnan could fully confirm, Liu Yan's fist broke through his fist, then bombarded him hard, quickly enlarged his sight, and then slammed his chest hard.

Crack! Bang! Lin Dongnan's sternum was also broken by blasting, and then he flew wildly towards the rear.

The scene was silent.

People were stunned.

Failed?

Lin Dongnan, the ancestor of the Lin family, was defeated?

And it was defeated by a young man.

This day, I'm afraid it's going to change.

Liu Yan stood slowly with his fists.

"It's just three gates. The strength I have shown in reality is much weaker than the power I used to fight against real monks in the sword tomb, but it can easily bombard the ancestor of the Lin family. It seems that if I haven't crossed the threshold between warriors and monks, my strength is still very limited after all."

Liu Yan glanced at Lin Dongnan, the ancestor of the Lin family, who was lying on the ground and was half dead, and had a deeper understanding of the strength gap between warriors and cultivators.

At the same time, I also understand that with my current strength, I am afraid there are no more opponents in China.

Of course! It's just for the open ones.

As for whether there will be hidden monks in China, it is hard to say.

If you face a monk, you have no chance of winning.

"Who else is not convinced?"

Liu Yan spoke lightly and turned his head to look around.

Everyone met his eyes and remained silent.

Dissatisfied?

Even Lin Dongnan, the ancestor of the Lin family, was defeated. Among the people present, how many dared not accept it?

By the way, except for the Riben Sword Saint and Paul.

Hey, where are those two guys?

Just when this thought arose in people's minds, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

"Sir, be careful!"

While Xia Yao was shouting, her whole figure rushed up quickly.

Only then did people realize that the Hiben Sword Master Ueno Futa appeared behind Liu Yan at some point and launched a slash at Liu Yan at an extremely fast speed.
Chapter completed!