On the battlefield, Yi Tian suddenly changed his move and used the Seven-Secret Demon Sound. Black sound waves emanated from the five-inch-sized magic ringtone. Under Yi Tian's deliberate guidance, the sound waves were pointed towards the lower sound waves and covered the body of Zaifu Hong. The latter was under the influence of the sound waves and the whole body shook violently.

A roar came out of his mouth a little later, and he heard him shouting in a hoarse voice: "It is true that there is a different identity, I am afraid that your true identity will be shameful."

Yi Tian naturally knew that there was something in his words, and he shook the magic ring in his hand even more anxiously and forced all the words in his mouth back. Finally, he said unremittingly: "I have seen the skills of fellow Taoist Zaifu, but unfortunately it is not proportional to your true strength. If this continues, it is better to admit defeat as soon as possible. I don't have time to accompany you to continue to whine."

After saying that, the figure flashed quickly and appeared behind him. At the same time, a golden fist was swung out toward the back of his head. Under the influence of the Seven-Secret Demon Sound, Zaifu Hong was obviously dragged down by using his body technique. He knew that he was a war cultivator and had an extremely strong inspiration. He put his hands behind his head, trying to protect the vital points.

The golden fist seemed simple but silently broke through Zai Fu Hong's protective cover and accurately concentrated his hands on it.

With a "ding" sound, the two fists and palms intersected, and at the same time, Zaifu Hong's defense, he was hammered forward ten feet before he stabilized his body shape. At this time, Yi Tian's face was full of disappointment. The move just now seemed ordinary, but it was a wonderful cooperation between himself and his body technique and sudden attack after using the Seven-Secret Magic Sound.

This is a rare opportunity to use a mobile phone. Next time, Zai's father Hong is prepared and will never have the chance to succeed so easily.

Sure enough, after taking a move, Zhai's father Hong recovered from his energy. The spiritual pressure fluctuated slightly and then returned to normal. He turned around and stared at Yi Tian, ​​looked at him, took out a fruit with a big face and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it a few times before swallowing it.

Although he didn't know what he was doing, Yi Tian suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart. Needless to say, the other party must be preparing to use some secret magical powers.

Qiao Yongjun's voice came from his ears and said, "This is the essence fruit of the barbarian monk. After swallowing it, you can forcibly push your cultivation level up to the first level, but it can only last for ten breaths. Fellow Daoist Yi is careful to deal with it."

After hearing this, Yi Tian showed an unprecedented solemn look on his face. For example, the strength of the father, Hong De, had reached the late stage of the distraction stage. Although he had not yet reached the peak, he could not temporarily obtain the strength of a cultivator in the fusion stage. With his current state, he didn't know if he could take his next move.

But I have faced many fusion cultivators in a long period of battles, and although I have never had any contact with them, I have finally appreciated their magical powers.

After sweeping over Zaifu Hong, the purple eyes could find that the spiritual power on his body was rapidly increasing. His entire cultivation level had actually increased directly to the peak of the late stage of the distraction and crossed that hurdle in one fell swoop.

But what surprised me was that Zaifu Hong was not in the early stage of the fusion at this time, but he could only be said to be between the divine stage and the fusion stage.

He stretched out his hand and threw the magic ringtone into the air. He whispered something and activated it to continuously disperse the seven-minded demon sound. But this time there was no time to deliberately guide him again, and shouted loudly: "The ones behind will disperse first, so as not to be affected by my indiscriminate attack."

Qiao Yongjun and others were shocked when they heard this, and then immediately turned around and retreated three miles away to stabilize the formation again.

As for the barbarians, they also noticed the abnormality, although they reacted one step later, they were also in an orderly manner.

At the same time, Yi Tian reached out and slapped the Taiyuan Wooden Sword to sacrifice it. In a blink of an eye, Zaifu Hong, who had already eaten the "Essence Fruit" and completely absorbed it. His skin was covered with blood red, and the spiritual power on his body was unable to be effectively controlled. Then, his hands and feet stretched out and the joints collided and rubbed, making a "Gabababa" sound.

Turning around, Zaifu Hong looked at him and sneered, "I want to pull out your disguise layer by layer to see what it looks like."

"Fellow Daoist seems to be talking too much. I hope your performance will not be as strong as you said later," Yi Tian said in fact, not weak in the fight against the next answer.

"You will never be disappointed," said Zaifu Hong, who had a full body shape soared again and pulled up three feet high. Now his body size is about 18 feet tall, and compared to Yi Tian, ​​he is like an adult and a child.

After a sudden gray light flashed, Zaifu Hong's body moved, leaving several afterimages in the air and then directly stored in front of Yi Tian. He clenched his fists left and right and swung his fists towards Yi Tian's chest at the same time.

Faced with such a straightforward attack, Yi Tian knew that he could not avoid it. He flashed his face with a ruthless look and stretched out his left hand and turned into a palm to gather golden Buddha light to meet the raindrop fist. The Taiyuan Wooden Sword in his right hand was ready to go. After the green light flashed, it exploded directly in front of the two of them, and thousands of thin silks gathered together to form a lightsaber to meet the enemy.

‘Boom boom boom’ several continuous crosstalks rang in the air one after another, and the voices of the two were obviously affected by the other’s moves.

After a tough battle, Yi Tian was shocked and forced to push three feet away, but before he could stabilize his body, Zaifu Hong's fist followed. This time the power of his fist was not weaker than the attack just now. Yi Tian was caught off guard and was hit by the door.

After a golden light flashed, Zaifu Hong felt that his fist seemed to hit a hard rock. Although the fist force pierced the protective cover, it did not seem to collapse with just one blow.

I was wondering that my golden palms kept rushing out from my side and forcibly staggering it. The power was so great that it could be almost the same as his current state, and it shouldn't be stronger.

I saw Yi Tian's original deity exposed under the cloak. At this time, the body technique of the Buddha Sect Jinyang was also urged to the limit and reached out to grab the other party's wrist and pulled it away hard. Then, the sword of the Taiyuan Wood Sword was instantly retracted and gathered on his right hand. His five fingers combined and turned into a blue light fist, shining on Zaifu Hong's chest and smashed it hard.

The 'Zi' sound was loud, and at the same time, the blue-haired sword light burst into the air with dazzling light. The people around him could not look directly at it.
Chapter completed!