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Chapter 903 Unparalleled Physique

Ye Junlang never flinched from fighting.

It has always been his style to be strong when faced with the strong. It is with this strong perseverance and super self-confidence and abundant physical fitness that he can always create miracles of desperate counterattacks in desperate situations.

However, the Angel Disciple is really too strong. A king-level top expert, his own secret power has been opened to an extremely terrifying situation. Every move contains great power, and any killing move can

Full of devastating power.

Boom!

In the void, Ye Junlang's fist had already met the angel's disciple's punch.

The terrifying power of the fists vibrated, and the power of the secret realm erupted from the fists of the two people impacted each other with a sweeping momentum. The violent collision created extremely powerful air waves, roaring in all directions.

And go.

Ye Junlang suddenly felt an extremely blazing power like thunder and lightning sweeping over him. The power of the abyss heavy blow and the power of Nine Yang Qi and blood were erupted in his fist, and it was also blessed by the gravity field.

Still unable to stop this terrifying force sweeping over like thunder.

Ye Junlang couldn't help but opened his mouth and groaned. Under the impact of this terrifying force, his punches were scattered, and the fist intention he had evolved was shaken away. His body staggered back, and blood started to flow from the corners of his mouth again.

"You can still stand! Satan, your strength really opened my eyes." The angel disciple said, and he said this from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Junlang was injured many times, but in such a state, he was still able to take one of his punches without falling. Even a strong person in the sixth level of the Secret Realm like Throne of Blood might not be able to do it.

"In a few years... no, I'm afraid that in another year or two, you will grow into an existence that can rival me. You are really full of terrible threats. Unfortunately, you are destined to be difficult tonight.

Escape to death!"

The angel disciple spoke, and he approached Ye Junlang. The murderous intent condensed on his body was as sharp as a knife, until he reached Ye Junlang.

laugh!

A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded from behind the angel disciple.

A white figure was as fast as a ghost, rushing up, and the sharp sword light burst out in the void, cutting straight into the angel's disciple's back.

This attack, from charging up to attacking, was top-notch in terms of speed, angle, and timing, but it was a pity that he encountered an angel's disciple.

The angel's disciple seemed to have eyes on his back. He made a wrong step and turned sideways to avoid the sharp sword light that attacked from behind.

The figure of the white fox also flashed out. Seeing that the angel disciple avoided the attack of the knife, she suddenly retracted her move, gathered strength, and then slashed the chest and abdomen of the angel disciple who was close at hand with the fox knife in her hand.

The angel's left hand suddenly thrust forward like lightning, and with a bang, it was the first to catch the white fox's right wrist holding the knife. The edge of the sharp fox knife was less than half an inch away from the angel's chest and abdomen.

, but it has been difficult to advance by even half a point.

The angel's disciple exerted force with his left hand, and Bai Hu suddenly felt his whole right arm numb and stinging. He lost all feeling, and the fox knife in his hand immediately fell from his hand.

call!

At the same moment, the angel's disciple had already punched him with his right hand.

The white fox's left hand could only be resisted by the cross arm, using its own power to resist the angel's disciple's punch attack.

Bang!

With one punch, the white fox's whole body flew out as if it had been hit hard.

"arctic fox--"

Ye Junlang took a deep breath, moved his body, and rushed towards the direction where the white fox was knocked to the ground.

Bai Hu's body fell heavily to the ground. Ye Junlang rushed over and helped her up. However, he saw blood bleeding from the corner of her mouth and her breath became weak.

"Satan...he, he is very strong!"

Bai Hu spoke, she took a deep breath and wanted to continue to stand up.

Ye Junlang held her down and said: "You are seriously injured, don't take action yet, let me do it!"

"You want to be a hero and save the beauty when you are about to die?"

The angel's disciple narrowed his eyes slightly and said jokingly.

"Death? On the battlefield, I never take life or death seriously! It's not that easy to kill me! Angel followers, fight, either you die or I die!"

Ye Junlang spoke in a calm and unruffled tone.

As he spoke, he walked towards the angel disciples step by step. His energy and spirit had been condensed to an unprecedented peak. The gravity field he had evolved was thicker and more majestic than before, and the Nine Yang Qi on his body was

Blood swept out, and the strong qi and blood contained a masculine and domineering aura, sweeping through the air.

Ye Junlang evolved the fist intention of Jiuxiao Shanhe Fist, and his powerful fist intention was revealed, making him look like the master of this world.

Fight!

Ye Junlang had a fire burning in his heart.

Looking around, every brother and every soldier is fighting a bloody battle regardless of life and death. How can I retreat?

Behind him are his brothers and comrades. If he cannot stop the angel disciples, how many soldiers will die under his scythe?

I am their boss!

Not only to lead them to fight, but also to protect them!

"I have one punch to open the gate of heaven!"

Ye Junlang roared out, his own power of the secret realm was already boiling, and the condensed power of the abyss punch burst out with his fists. His whole body was like an unloaded cannonball, and he rushed towards the angel.

disciples.

The monstrous fist intention soars into the sky, giving people a heroic feeling of wanting to be as high as the sky. As his fist power condenses, it makes people feel that under this punch, everything will be destroyed!

This is an indomitable punch, with a heroic feeling, as if we are going to die together!

Open the gate of heaven with one punch, not to see immortals, but to kill powerful enemies!

"Um?"

The angel's disciple sounded a little surprised, and actually felt a hint of threat.

However, it was just a hint of threat.

"Break it for me!"

The murderous intent in the angel's disciple's eyes was once again fierce. He moved his body as fast as lightning, and struck out with both fists, like thunder roaring. Thousands of fist shadows evolved, like thousands of thunderbolts crashing down.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of fierce fist fights echoed through the air.

As the angel's disciples suppressed their fists, their fists were shattered and the gate of heaven was broken.

Ye Junlang's figure fell back and red blood continued to ooze from his mouth.

call!

The angel disciples took advantage of the victory and pursued him. He rushed over and punched Ye Junlang again.

Ye Junlang's eyes darkened. He could block this punch, but he didn't. He adopted another fighting method!

boom!

Ye Junlang stepped forward, and when the Angel's Disciple's punch came towards him, he also punched the Angel's Disciple's body.

Bang! Bang!

The Angel's disciple's fist struck Ye Junlang heavily, and Ye Junlang's fist also hit the Angel's disciple.

Ye Junlang fell to the ground, but he stood up again, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and rushed towards the angel disciple again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Falling to the ground again and again and standing up again and again, Ye Junlang's body seemed to be made of iron, but he would not completely fall down.

In his desperate fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries, even though he kept falling to the ground, he also caused some injuries to the Angel disciples.

When Ye Junlang stood up again, the angel's face showed shock for the first time. He couldn't help but said: "How is this possible? How can you have such a powerful body? This is unreasonable!"

At this moment, under the cover of night, Ye Junlang was like a wounded wolf, covered in blood, and his standing figure was shaky, but there was a faint layer of light yellow light on the surface of his body.

The pale yellow light burst out, seeming to stimulate some inner potential in his own body.


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