Although I was very shocked by my pure Yin body, most people, at this moment, at least, except for the messenger and the young people from the middle realms of the two major realms, turned their attention to the women's clothes.

Everyone wants to know what his talented and combat skills are like this powerful women's clothing!

At this moment, the woman's clothes seemed to have arrived in the world as if a war god had arrived. A long bound hair exploded, and each of them released a strong yin energy, like a concentrated evil spirit, lying on his head.

My face was strange and my heart was whispered.

Although the Heaven Realm is different from the other five ghost realms, it is still an existence in the ghost realm. Therefore, after the complete explosion, the female clothes, filled with Yin Qi and ghost energy, look much better than the evil ghost, and she can't see her previous elegance...

The woman's clothes whistled to the sky, and powerful fluctuations were released from the sound waves that kept trembling.

Suddenly, among the people present, except for the top ten strong men on the watch and the leaders of each tribe, only a few young geniuses who were still on the court could not change their faces.

The others were pale and their eyes became dull.

Although the degree is different, it is more or less affected by the attacks of the women's clothes.

"Mental Attack." My eyes flashed, not very surprised, but my magic power wrapped in pure yin energy was ready to move, waiting for the real blow from the woman's clothes.

I know very well that this mental attack is definitely not the real talented combat skills of the women's clothes, but just the accompanying effect.

Sure enough, when the long whistle reached its end, a phantom quickly condensed behind the woman's clothes.

This is a human figure!

"What's this?"

There were fierce calls in the audience group.

The woman's eyes suddenly opened, and black marks flashed in her eyes. The marks were very complicated, as if there were hundreds of simple marks overlapping each other.

It is definitely not easy to have strange phenomena in your pupils.

I was also excited. From the past to now, I have seen many strong people, but I have hardly encountered such people who show off their strong fighting skills and talents in fighting against me, which is eye-opening.

What is even more shocking is that the black marks in the pupils of women's clothes began to spread layer by layer.

The almost hundreds of layers of marks began to smudge. Judging from the degree of becoming chaotic and dim, it should be that each layer in the black mark, each layer, seemed to melt, had undergone a change in the pupils...

It was like a solidified module, suddenly digging in the water, with layers of waves and ripples, making people and gods drunk.

"Brother Nanfang, what are you doing? Are you watching the fun?" Shaoyin's puzzled inquiry came from his mind.

My mouth twitched, and I was helpless. I was ready to fight back and could take action at any time. The key is that the woman's clothes were not ready yet, and I was embarrassed to attack first...

Well, okay, anyway, the battle between me and the girl's clothes is really a bit inappropriate, like a joke.

In other words, we are just competing and have no intention of being competitive.

At the same time, a pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the phantom behind the woman's clothes, emitting shadows that looked like the god of death, which was heartbreaking.

"Reaper!"

The woman's clothes shouted loudly.

I was stunned when I heard this. I had never seen such a person who had to give out his name in a battle...

"Brother Nanfang, take action! Although I can't fully control the combat power of the resurrection of the God of Death, I have reached the strongest level of the peak of the Ghost Immortal!"

It turned out that the girl's clothes were reminding me.

However, is it really the pinnacle of the ghost immortal level? I express my doubts.

You know, before I completely broke through to the demigod, although my level was the peak of the ghost immortal, my strength was definitely the undisputed peak of the demigod bronze three realms.

"bring it on!"

Smile, and was inexplicably excited at the breath of death that was coming to his face.

Moreover, this breath always gives me a very familiar feeling...

However, it is not the time to study and discuss these things at this moment.

The yin energy in my body suddenly turned, and all condensed onto my right fist, turning it into a palm, and directly hitting a series of no less than a hundred palm prints, bombarding the phantom of the Death God behind Shi Nuyi.

"No, right? Brother Nanfang, you underestimate the talented and combat skills of the girl's clothes too much, right?"

Shaoyin's chin fell to the ground, like a ghost staring at me.

"You underestimate my combat skills too much." I replied calmly, without any emotional change.

On the contrary, the women's clothes were very solemn, and they didn't feel angry at all that I underestimated him. On the contrary, they were very solemn.

"What does this mean?"

"Although this kid's punch is not weak, isn't it too sarcastic for the female young man's talented fighting skills?"

"Isn't that? This kid may have thought he was the son of the first god tied for, so he was a little swelling. He actually underestimated the female son so much, and he really looked for abuse!"

The discussion couldn't get into my ears at all. At this moment, my attention was all focused on the Phantom of Death.

Obviously, although my reincarnation punch was very strong, it directly prevented the continued growth and solidification of the Phantom of Death, and penetrated the Phantom into several large holes, but it failed to destroy this illusion.

On the contrary, the Phantom seemed to be irritated, and after a brief period of weakness, it became even more violent.

At the same time, the face of the woman's clothes began to look ugly and slightly pale.

I shook my head secretly, really wondering why Shi Nuyi had to experiment with her talented combat skills at this moment.

"Master, what do you think?"

On the observation stage, the messenger asked the great manager.

The chief manager nodded: "The young master in the female clothes is worthy of being the bloodline of the world master. This talented combat skill can reach the bronze level!"

The messenger raised his eyebrows, "That's it?"

Hearing the messenger's tone of strangeness, it seemed to have a deep meaning. The manager's face turned right, frowned slightly, and then shook his head for a while and said, "This person in the south is indeed good, but I always feel that his punch before did not seem to be that simple. But, there is no level to be seen..."

The messenger finally nodded slightly satisfied and sighed: "If I was right, Nanfang's punch should also be a bronze-level combat skill, which is very powerful."

"No wonder they may be able to compete with talented combat skills. However, even if they are bronze-level combat skills, ordinary combat skills cannot compare to talented combat skills!" The second manager sighed with a pity.

"That's right, generally speaking, ordinary combat skills are not as good as talented combat skills. However, I always feel that the combat skills in the south are not ordinary." The messenger's light flashed and looked at me thinking.

Although it was far away in the middle of the battlefield, I still felt a chill coming out.

Although I did not deliberately check the messenger, I could see everything in my eyes.

"It seems that the woman's clothes are not threatening, but this messenger has to be on guard!"

I sighed secretly.
Chapter completed!